Honghuang: What should I do if I cling to the wrong person?

Chapter 329 Journey to the West, Killing Avalokitesvara

With this reprimand, although the man did not admit his mistake, no one dared to bully him anymore.Instead, he asked, "How is your cultivation in Buddhism?"

Avalokitesvara cautiously said, "I am only in the lower reaches of Buddhism, and there are many people with higher magic power than me."

"Since your magic power is not high in Buddhism, why did you send you to protect Jin Chanzi?" Someone asked, but because they were all masked and they were acting in private, they didn't say anything to reveal their identity.

Avalokitesvara froze for a moment, but decided to tell the truth: "In the past, there was Monkey King protecting Jin Chanzi, and I taught him to change to another person every once in a while to observe the details of Jin Chanzi's journey to learn scriptures. There is no need to do anything."

Several people looked at each other, so now it is because Uncle Sun ignored Jin Chanzi that these so-called Bodhisattvas began to protect them.Buddhist bodhisattvas are generally at this level, and they overestimated Buddhist bodhisattvas before.

Now that all the remaining questions have been asked, let's do it, the night has many dreams.

Avalokitesvara saw that they were going to attack, and immediately began to struggle: "I have already told you, you..." You can't kill me.

In order to prevent people from finding out the magic weapon based on the scars, a man in black forcibly used his finger as a sword and pierced through the heart of Guanyin.

Another fire was released, burning the body of Avalokitesvara, and then they left together.

Several people found a safe place and changed back to ordinary clothes, all of them were handsome young men.They are all disciples of Huo Ling's generation of disciples, and their mana is not high, but they all practice together in one place, and their relationship is extraordinary.

"Buddhist bodhisattvas are so weak, and those Buddhas must not be very good!" A young man in a purple Taoist robe contemptuously said.

The people next to him glanced at him, and they meant to reprimand him before he opened his mouth. The young man in purple immediately shut up, and he was extremely obedient, without the arrogance of calling himself a bald donkey next to a monk when he was masked.

They lowered their heads and pursed their lips. They can often see this kind of scene where one thing drops one thing, but every time they want to laugh.

Jin Chanzi and the Queen in the cave were so ashamed after having a night of passion, they almost died and apologized to the Buddha. It was the Queen who cried and threw herself on him to stop him from hitting the wall.

"The poor monk is wrong to my Buddha!" ​​Jin Chanzi blamed himself in pain
The Queen hugged Jin Chanzi and cried: "Brother Jin Chan, you and I are only together if we are in love. Now that you are going to commit suicide, don't you want me to live?"

"The poor monk broke the sex precept, betrayed the Buddha and His Majesty the Tang Emperor, and couldn't stay with the queen forever. If he failed the queen, the poor monk is really a sinner!" Jin Chanzi suddenly turned serious, looked at the queen and said: "The queen kills you!" Poor monk, poor monk..."

Jin Chanzi's meaning is very clear, that is, he will not be with the queen, and even if he dies, he will fail her.The queen was heartbroken, but she still didn't give up: "You and I have skin-to-skin relationship, and you can no longer go to the West to seek the scriptures, or do you want to be with me?"

Jin Chanzi closed his eyes and endured the reluctance in his heart, and said righteously: "Even if the poor monk cannot obtain the scriptures, he must go to the west to plead guilty to the Buddha and ask the Buddha to grant him death. If the Buddha is magnanimous and does not kill the poor monk, the poor monk will die." I will also walk along the way, and return to Datang to plead guilty to His Majesty."

The queen knew that she couldn't keep him, but according to what he thought, there was no chance for him to go. Even if the Buddha didn't kill him, the Tang emperor would kill him, and they would never meet again in this life.

(End of this chapter)