Tathagata Must Be Defeated

"There is no hope."

Lingshan, people look at the scene in the mirror, know that the Tibetan king Bodhisattva has been unable to stop Sun Wukong.

"It’s really impossible to rely on the power of the land."

The Buddha said.

A ray of light suddenly flew into the main hall of Daxiong, and fell on the palm of Manjushri, turning it into a letter.

The book Bodhisattva read the letter.

"Buddha."

He salutes the Buddha: "Second Qing is ready, please take the baby out and help."

The Buddha nodded and took out a jade bottle.

He pondered for a moment, then looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva: "Goddess of Mercy, let you go."

"Yes."

Guanyin took the jade bottle and turned away from the Daxiong Hall.

"The Lord will stay."

Soon after she left Lingshan, the Buddha came to the east to catch up.

"Sir, the Buddha ordered me to marry you, and don't look at the eyes of Sun Wukong."

Guanyin is strange: "Why is this?"

"poisonous."

Said to the Buddha in the east.

A visit to the Goddess of Mercy: "What poison?"

"The poison of heaven."

The Buddha from the East smiled and said: "Some of the immortals of the palace that day, once looked at the Sun Wukong, so far the heart is difficult."

"Now that Sun Wukong has committed such a big crime, those immortals still remember that it is a strange thing."

When the Buddha came to tell Guanyin, he would not be able to see his eyes without being influenced by Sun Wukong’s heaven.

Guanyin nodded and thanked and turned and left.

The land is still fighting.

Sun Wukong was serious, but did not expect that the Tibetan King Bodhisattva also saved the strength and became very...resistant.

The Buddha of the Dizang Bodhisattva is very different. After each fall, it will always be restored.

And when the tin cane rang, there were countless Rakshasa evil spirits pouring out for him to sell his life. For a while, he also dragged Sun Wukong.

The Buddha retreats while fighting, and gradually brings Sun Wukong out of the ghost gate.

"Is this going to lead me to where?"

Sun Wukong noticed his intentions, found a neutral position, and smashed the Tibetan king into the ground.

"More than a few times."

Sun Wukong thought, he was about to start, and suddenly he felt something in his heart.

He stopped the attack and looked up at the map.

On the map of all spirits, there are still some souls that have been transformed and fall from time to time.

The souls of the dead that are now on the ground are no longer ghosts, but some judges.

The longer the Wanling diagram transforms a dead soul, the better its qualifications and the more knowledge of the spirits it absorbs.

Ghost difference is the lowest level of officials, now is the judge, and then...

Sun Wukong looked at the pair of brothers and sisters.

Children's souls are more likely to accept new things, coupled with extremely good qualifications, they have converted more time than other dead souls.

But for a long time, it is now coming to an end.

Two lights fell on the ruins of the Senlu Temple.

It was a pair of young men and women, with deep savvy eyes and no emotional fluctuations.

The two men handed over to Sun Wukong. "Emperor."

Sun Wukong looked at them and his eyes showed joy.

"Very good, since today, you have helped me manage the land."

"Respect."

The young girl nodded and immediately confronted the freshman’s judge, and ordered: “Rebuild the ghost gate immediately.”

The judges nodded as if accepting the orders of the two was taken for granted.

The ghosts did not hesitate to reach out, countless rays of light were emitted from them, and the sandstone in the ruins automatically gathered and quickly built into walls.

The strange buildings began to rise and it was almost unbelievable.

The Tibetan king who climbed out of the ground saw this scene and couldn’t help but take a breath.

He then saw the younger brother and sister, and suddenly stood upright and flustered.

These two teenagers are different from other ghosts, and the breath of the two is very similar to that of the Ten Temple.

"Sun Wukong!"

The king of the earth trembled and said: "You can make a king!"

In the depths of hell, the tenth temple king is pale.

"Stop them!"

The brothers and sisters have a breath that can threaten them.

The kings held their mirrors and pinned all their hopes on the king of the earth.

The land king failed, they are going to be unemployed!

In the ghost gate, Sun Wukong simply ignored the Tibetan king.

He looked at the ghosts who made the city, and his heart flashed a thought.

These people may be the robots written on the Bible.

However, the operation of the prefecture must be rigorous and unselfish. It may be the best to be managed by those who are wise and have no emotions.

Moreover... there is no emotion, it does not mean not smart.

Instead, they are smarter than the current masters of the government.

Sun Wukong is somewhat satisfied with his work.

However, at this moment, a glowing giant suddenly flew over Sun Wukong and flew toward the young girl.

The Tibetan king took the shot.

The shot was barely blocked by the judges around the brothers and sisters, but they also suffered some injuries.

Sun Wukong’s face sank.

"Don't get in the way!"

The ferocious anger spurted out with the golden hoop, engulfing the figure of the Tibetan king.

"Buddha!"

A giant beast suddenly appeared in front of the Dizang Bodhisattva and shared the flame with him.

"How come you are back?"

The Tibetan king of Bodhisattva looked at the surprise.

"I want to come and think."

Hearing the flames, he said: "I still can't leave Bodhisattva alone."

"Hey."

The Tibetan king of Bodhisattva suddenly became confident.

He and Hearing are not so much a master servant as a friend, and the wisdom of hearing is beyond him.

"Let's attack together!"

The Tibetan king Bodhisattva and the singer listened together to resist the golden hoop and rushed toward Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong showed amazement, but he did not see this kind of battle.

He took back the golden hoop and slammed it with one force and shot one person and one beast.

"..."

Sun Wukong was silent for a moment.

It seems that there is no difference.

He pursued the past and brought the battle out of the gate.

The two men and one beast became a group, and the bright flames, like the road leading the way, all the way west, scared the ghosts of the lonely souls on the ground.

In a flash, they came to a place.

Sun Wukong saw the scene in front of him, and suddenly he was shocked and stopped the attack.

There is a lake in front, the pool water is thick red, countless solitary souls are tied inside the chain, crying constantly.

"This is a pool of blood and tears."

The Bodhisattva of the Diwang Bodhisattva quickly moved away from Sun Wukong and said: "A person who is ruthless and unjust before his death will come to the pool after he comes to the land."

"The blood and tear pool is the three realms, you can let people experience the wrong things they have done."

The king of the earth said: "The mortal will flow down the tears that have not flowed before the life in the pool water, so that the blood and tears will flow, even the gods, it is difficult to resist the power of the blood and tear pool, can cry for three days and three nights. ""

Sun Wukong knows what the Tibetan king is calculating.

"It is a good strategy."

He praised it.

The immortals already know that he is valued by tears.

"What do you want to do?"

Asked by Sun Wukong.

"The local government is willing to use such treasures for fifty years of peace."

The Tibetan king Bodhisattva said.

Sun Wukong stunned and shook his head and said: "This is impossible."

He wants to unify the three realms. If he does not get the land, he will always be in the throat. How can he wait for another 50 years?

"This blood and tear pool is not useful and useful, but I want it."

Sun Wukong raised the golden hoop: "As for exchange, it will be free"

As long as you get the land, the blood and tear pool is naturally his, and what exchanges are used!

"Great, I have the same treasure."

A voice came from afar.

Sun Wukong turned to look at it, and Guanyin Bodhisattva flew over the rosette.

Finally, I came to help.