Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

The sound of the Buddha was lingering, and the Tathagata sat upright in the center, surrounded by circles of Buddhas.

At this moment, a cloud of blue smoke floated in from outside the temple.

The Tathagata and the others all stared at the blue smoke in amazement.

On it, there is an aura that they are very familiar with.

The blue smoke turned into a monkey in the air, and finally dissipated.

Jin Chanzi stared blankly there.

The Tathagata frowned, although it was extremely subtle.

"King Zang, was killed by Sun Wukong..."

As soon as these words came out, there were boos in the Leiyin Temple.

Although the fighting strength of King Ksitigarbha is not at the top, he is still in the realm of Daluo.

Even if he can't defeat the strangely powerful Sun Wukong, there should be no problem in protecting himself.

why?

Tathagata is also thinking about why.

But they all know that this is Sun Wukong's return gift for declaring war on them.

The Tathagata's eyes fell on a group of people who were not very close to him.

The reason why it is a group is because it is neat, there are eighteen.

"The King Ksitigarbha was stationed in hell and recorded a voice for the underworld.

The eighteen Arhats all stood up neatly at this time and bowed slightly.

"Go to Huaguo Mountain and get rid of demons."

Eighteen Arhats, eighteen powerful people in the Daluo realm.

This is definitely the top combat power in the Western Heaven.

After the Eighteen Arhats left, Tathagata glanced at Jin Chanzi.

The two figures disappeared in the Leiyin Temple.

In front of a Bodhi tree, their figures appeared next time.

"Taoism spreads to the East and decides the world. Buddhism cannot lack the Ksitigarbha King." The Tathagata said calmly, looking at Jin Chanzi with some pity in his eyes.

The latter vaguely guessed something, clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly, but lost much piety on his face.

"The flesh of the golden cicada can live and die, and the flesh is white." The Tathagata's voice was extremely subtle, but it still clearly penetrated into his ears.

An indifferent smile appeared on Jin Chanzi's face.

"Master wants to use my flesh to resurrect King Ksitigarbha?"

Tathagata nodded, and then said: "Originally, you should step into reincarnation and start the first step of the plan. In this way, Ksitigarbha King can also be saved."

Only then did Jin Chanzi raise her head, and her fingers slid across her body.

"What about this body of flesh and blood?"

Pieces of flesh peeled off him and floated in the air.

Tathagata reached out and grabbed it, and the wisp of blue smoke returned to his hand, and the blue smoke floated towards Jin Chanzi's flesh and attached.

Jin Chanzi moved very fast, it seemed that it was really just a skin bag.

The flesh kept separating, and in the end only a skeleton was left there.

That wisp of green smoke quickly turned from a small piece of flesh into a baby-sized person, and finally greedily rushed towards another piece of flesh.

By the time he swallowed all the flesh of Jin Chanzi, he had grown to the size of a child.

Finally, he glanced at the only skeleton of Jin Chanzi, and then looked at the Tathagata.

The latter nodded to him, and he rushed towards Jin Chanzi's skeleton.

At this time, Jin Chanzi completely stripped out his soul and didn't look at them.

King Ksitigarbha sucked the marrow greedily, and he left floating.

The Tathagata looked at the direction in which he left, without saying a word for a long time.

Jin Chanzi left Lingshan. He just fled with his soul. He should have gone to the underworld and stepped into the cycle of rebirth.

But he didn't do that.

He suddenly remembered what Sun Wukong told him that day.

It turned out that they were all living a lie.

He laughed and took off the skin. Isn't it a relief?

His soul drifted eastward.

The Eighteen Arhats set off one step ahead of him, and by this time they had already reached Huaguo Mountain.