"The Buddhas of Spirited Mountain are dreaming! They want to make me the scapegoat! " Wukong, who was at the side, heard everything clearly and couldn't help but sneer. This kind of unlucky thing that could be figured out by just using his brain was definitely his teacher playing tricks behind the scenes. How could the Jade Emperor dare to find him to take the blame?
Could it be that the Jade Emperor's wings had hardened after a few days of not giving him any trouble?
Goku scratched his ears and cheeks. He pondered for a while and decided to explore the depth of the water first. If it was really like what the Peacock King said, that it wasn't his teacher who did it, but the Demonic Sense, then who knew how deep the water was! With his teacher's unfathomable foundation, he might be able to drown the Emperor Equal to Heaven.
Wukong knew his Grandmaster very well, so he immediately decided to test him. If the waters were too deep, then the Jade Emperor could go to whoever he wanted. I, Old Sun, would not listen to him and would not give him face.
"Also, the Zimu River is a good thing. This clone will follow Mahamayuri and find a chance to swap the Childbirth Spring for him! I want to see what the pregnant Roc Demon King will give birth to after drinking the Zimu River! "
With a single thought from the hair body, the main body rose into the air. The quantum spiritual light Erratic Cloud moved, and it flew toward the Western Heaven Spiritual Mountain.
The Spirited Mountain was an incredible place. The Great Lightning Tune Temple was magnificent and majestic. It stood tall on Mount Meru, towering above the clouds. It was surrounded by thousands of beautiful peaks, strange rocks, and countless pagodas. The Buddha's blood scriptures on the cliffs shone brightly.
The Dharma Gate of the Great Thunderclap Temple was wide open. There were often bhikkhus and bhikkhunis sitting on the ground, praying outside the temple. Dharma protector Jia Lan and glaring Vajra stood on the left and right. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were chanting Sanskrit in the vast and magnificent temple, echoing throughout the Sumeru Dharma Realm. The World Honored One was sitting in the main hall, surrounded by four people, offering, reverence, admiration, and sitting cross-legged. He entered the samadhi state of boundless righteousness, his body and mind unmoved.
At that time in the Great Thunderclap Temple, there were Bhikkhus, Bhikkhunis, Uposai, Upoi, Heavenly Dragon, Yaksha, Qiankupa, Asura, Garuda, Kinnara, Mahabharaja, Man Inhuman, the little kings, the Chakravarti Saint King, and the common people. They were all lined up in order, putting their palms together in delight, listening to the profound truth of the venerable Buddha's mantra.
At that time, the Heavenly Rain Mandala Flower, the Maha Mandala Flower, the Red Spider Lily, the Maha Mandala Flower, the Loose Buddha and the masses. In the Buddha World, there were six types of tremors.
They were immeasurably bright, immeasurably pure, immeasurably wondrous, and the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and all living beings praised Tathagata.
However, when the Monkey King stepped onto the pure land of Spirited Mountain, he didn't see the immeasurably bright praise. The Mandala Flower, Red Spider Lily, and Maha Mandala Flower that always shrouded the sky above the Great Thunderclap Temple had already withered and dispersed. The Monkey King stepped on the stairs of the Great Thunderclap Temple, and the red, white, and golden petals of the Mandala Flower and the Mandala Flower were scattered around his feet.
It reminded one of the grand occasion of the Heavenly Rain Mandala Flower when the venerable Buddha was preaching.
The Monkey King used his hand to pluck a petal from the petals that were swirling around in the wind. The faint golden petal laid on the palm of the Monkey King, leaving a faint golden mark on the rough monkey claw. The Monkey King picked up the Mandala Flower petal and felt it was slightly moist. He rubbed it with his hand, and the warm golden blood dripped onto his fingers, revealing the original red color of the petal.
"So, the blood of the Buddha is golden in color?"
The Monkey King sighed faintly. He lifted his head and saw the golden Mandala Flower being blown by the wind like rain.
A fragrance wafted into his nose, but it wasn't the Heavenly Sandalwood Incense or the remaining incense used to worship the Buddhas. Instead, it was the Heavenly Fragrance and Tranquil Fragrance. The blood of the Buddhas was like golden colored glass, pure and unhindered, which was why the fragrance could be produced. This fragrance was the Buddha's fragrance, a wondrous fragrance, a dharmic incense. It couldn't be emitted unless a Buddha was lit. There were also the golden bricks and colored glass on the ground, and the golden treasures on the stairs. They weren't made of gold, but stained with the blood of the Buddha.
The melodious music of the Spirited Mountain's fairies seemed to still be ringing in his ears, but when he listened to it again, it seemed to be an echo of the past. The huge Thunderclap Temple was dead silent, and only the sound of the Mandala Flower rubbing against the ground could be heard.
The sky was dusky, and it was filled with inauspiciousness.
Wukong walked up the stairs. High up in the Great Leiyin Temple, there seemed to be the figures of Buddhas swaying. The Great Leiyin Temple was still golden and dazzling, dignified and solemn. Even if the dim light from the sky shone here, it would reflect a golden brilliance. The Great Leiyin Temple didn't lose its color in the slightest.
But in the eyes of the Monkey King, the sky and earth were like blood red murderous intent. It was rare for it to have a solemn expression on its face, and it restrained its monkey nature as it walked up the stairs.
Three thousand steps passed in the blink of an eye, but it was enough to ascend the Mount Meru that was billions of zhang tall. The mysteries within were indescribable. Just when the Monkey King stepped on the last step, it saw an ugly dhuta with an angry look on his face. The dhuta raised the staff in his hand and glared at the Monkey King.
"Skanda!" The Monkey King exclaimed in shock.
Its expression was solemn. The Monkey King was lawless. Ever since he caused havoc in the Heavenly River, there weren't many deities in the three realms that were worthy of his attention. This Guardian Deity was one of them, and he was one of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Spirited Mountain. His martial arts skills were extremely high, and he was comparable to the Spirit Officer Wang. But now, he had died here.
"So the Skanda Bodhisattva has also perished?" The Monkey King was horrified. "What exactly happened in this Spirited Mountain?"
Although the Skanda Bodhisattva was still glaring at it, the Monkey King could tell that he was already dead. His soul had returned a long time ago, and all that was left of him was his remnant consciousness. It reflected in the void, and it created a strange and dangerous atmosphere. It was the remnant consciousness of the Skanda Bodhisattva after his death.
But for someone as powerful as the Monkey King, even if the Skanda Bodhisattva was still alive, the Monkey King would just laugh it off, let alone the remnant consciousness.
But the Monkey King could see something from the remnant consciousness. Through the eyes of the dead Skanda Bodhisattva, the Monkey King saw an indescribable black shadow coming towards him. The Skanda Bodhisattva in the remnant consciousness could only let out an angry roar before he died in the blink of an eye. He was killed by that person.
He had no strength to fight back.
Until now, the remnant consciousness was still roaring, "Saijian …"
"Since the Skanda Bodhisattva is here! Then where is the Sangha Bodhisattva? " The Monkey King took another ten steps forward, and indeed saw another Guardian Bodhisattva who was on par with the Skanda Bodhisattva, the Sangha Bodhisattva.
Not only was there the Sangha Bodhisattva, but there were also Meiyin, Sanskrit, Heavenly Drum, Tanmiao, Tanmei, Mo Miao, Lei Yin, Shizi, Miao Tan, Fan Xiang, Human Voice, Buddha Slave, Song De, Vim Mu, Miao Yan, Che Ting, Che Shi, and the rest of the Sangha Bodhisattva. All of them had died in battle at the entrance of the Great Leiyin Monastery.
The shadows that the Monkey King saw at the bottom of the stairs were their shadows.
The main gate of the Great Leiyin Temple was tightly shut. Wukong stood in front of the gate and looked at the Guardian Sangha Sangha, who had either died without a complete corpse, or had died of exhaustion. Wukong then looked at the Sangha Sangha Bodhisattva, who had a peaceful and lifelike face. He could completely imagine that after that person killed Skanda, the Sangha Bodhisattva came to stop him and was also killed by that person.
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