Chapter 1746 The Poor Monk Is Here to Save You

Under the indoctrination of Xu Que holding the Zen stick, the monkey quickly accepted the fact that he became a disciple of Tang Sanzang.

"Well, from today onwards, your name will be Kakarot."

"No... Master, I have a name, my name is Sun Wukong."

"That name has become a thing of the past, now you are called Kakarot."

Go to Monkey King of your code!

What should I be when you are Sun Wukong?

Xu Que hadn't forgotten that he also had a clone who was Sun Wukong of the Zhatian Gang.

Sun Wukong was quite aggrieved: "No, you are unreasonable...Okay, from today on, my name is Kakarot, master, let's go on the road together!"

"Well, yes, I don't want to scare you by taking out the Zen stick for the master, it's just that my hands are itchy and I want to play it occasionally."

As Xu Que spoke, he waved his Zen staff casually.

With a "bang", the boulder with the height of the person beside him was smashed into pieces.

Monkey King, no, Kakarot took a breath of air-conditioning, shocked in his heart.

what's the situation?

Didn't it mean that those who come to the trial will be banned?

Aren't monks always convincing people with reasoning?

No matter how you look at this person in front of you, he doesn't seem to be the type to convince others with reason!

After regaining Monkey King, Xu Que took the lead in charging towards the west.

When he came here, he brought a package with him, and there was a map inside, showing the path to Xitian.

"System, check where this is, I always feel something is wrong." Xu Que ordered while looking at the map.

After about three seconds, the system gave a reply.

"This place is the realm of memory for those who have become gods."

"The Realm of Memory?" Xu Que was stunned for a while, and after some questioning, he finally understood the original appearance of the normal trial.

The place where he is now is a continent called East God,

And on this continent, demons and humans coexist, and immortals are transcendent and ignore world affairs.

I am a Buddhist monk who is intensively practicing Buddhism. Feeling the suffering of the people, I decided to go to the Da Leiyin Temple in Xitian to obtain the scriptures and save all sentient beings.

And all of these are actually illusory existences, illusions built with the memory of the ancient Buddha.

"Wow, the ancient Buddha was so strong back then? Can he actually build such a big illusion?"

Xu Que was amazed, looking at the surrounding plants and trees, there was almost no difference from the real ones.

He has also experienced several illusions before, including spending a long mortal life in it when he was fighting for the inheritance of the ancient Buddha.

But that is only limited to a country, the scope is far from as large as it is now, it has reached the level of a continent.

"That is to say, did this ancient Buddha really experience going to the West to learn scriptures?" Xu Que paid more attention to this point.

"Reply to the host, your current experience is all the experience of the god-bearer."

"Well, it seems that I am not the only one who travels through."

One person and one monkey embarked on a journey to the west, and Xu Que received relevant reminders intermittently along the way.

If you want to pass the trial, you have to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties.

And every tester, no matter how high or low his cultivation level is, will be banned from his cultivation base, and he will spend this long journey as a mortal body.

On the way, you need to subdue four disciples, as your protectors, to reach the west.

Simply put, the entire background story is almost exactly the same as Journey to the West.

It's just that my big apprentice doesn't know if it's a loading error, and his personality and records are completely different.

The two went all the way, and soon met a group of robbers.

"I opened this mountain! I opened this tree! If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy roads!"

The tall and burly robber roared fiercely with a machete on his shoulder.

At this time, outside the memory, several old monks were looking at the golden light mirror in front of them taking a nap.

Each golden light mirror represents a participant in the trial.

The performance of the testers in the realm of memory will be presented in front of several old monks. What they have to do is to ensure that there will be no casualties.

After all, this is a trial of the Buddha, just to pass on the Dharma, if there are casualties, there is no way to explain it.

These old monks are all Buddhist masters who have practiced in Daleiyin Temple for many years, but they do not have the ability to manipulate the realm of memory. They can only pull the tester out of the realm of memory at a dangerous moment.

"Guys, long time no see." A tall and thin old monk said with a smile, "We have been sleeping for many years, and we are finally able to witness the trial of the Buddha with our own eyes again. It is extremely lucky."

"Yeah, I don't know who can become the ultimate Buddha child this time."

"It is said that this time the tester, there is a legendary existence born with a flawless Buddha's heart, and his name is Fahui."

"Really? I heard that he didn't come alone." An old monk said with a smile.

"Oh? Being able to participate in the trial with a person born with a Buddha's heart, is it also my Buddha's chosen person?"

The old monks were very excited. After all, this Buddhist trial will only be opened once in many years. They were all young people when they were in the last Buddhist trial, but now they are very old.

The old monks chatted for a while, and then turned their attention to these testers.

"This trial of the Buddha is to test the understanding of the Dharma, and whether you can save the evil with a compassionate heart."

"That's right, those who practice Buddhism are no different from ordinary people after being banned. Only in this way can they be tested."

"I hope that this time, there will be a real Buddha." An old monk said with emotion, "The last trial of Buddha, without exception, was defeated at the last level of getting the scriptures."

Speaking of this pass, the old monks all feel sad.

That can be said to be the most deceitful level. If they hadn't witnessed the normal trial with their own eyes, they might be deceived if they went in by themselves.

"Hey, that seems to be the fellow monk who came in with Fa Hui." An old monk suddenly pointed to a golden mirror and said.

In the picture, Xu Que is leading his big apprentice to confront a group of gangsters.

"Monk, if you are acquainted, hand over your money, and I can spare your life!" The black and strong man swung the machete in his hand, and the wind howled.

Kakarot whispered: "Master, use your Dharma to enlighten them."

Xu Que clasped his hands together, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "No problem, let's see how the poor monk will enlighten you with the Dharma."

Hearing the words, the big black man laughed wildly and said: "Hahahaha! I have been a ghost for many years, and you, a monk with no hair, still wants to save me. I will send you to heaven!"

As he spoke, he slashed with a knife.

This saber is powerful and heavy, and the monks who have been banned will not be able to dodge it.

Seeing that the knife was about to approach, Xu Que suddenly yelled, raised his hand and punched: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Click!

The machete snapped at the sound!

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