In this Primordial World, there might be quite a number of people who had cursed the Buddhist Sect.
However, there was absolutely no one like Zhang Huan who scolded him in such a harsh manner.
The Yellow Wind Monster felt terrible when he heard that. He was cursing people like 'your grandpa' or 'your grandpa' and was simply too weak in comparison.
Ling Ji was also trembling as if he had eaten a fly.
Sun Wukong understood Zhang Huan very well, so his immunity had increased quite a bit. He quickly said to Ling Ji,""Bodhisattva, please don't be angry. That scoundrel has always been like this. If you want to argue with him, you'll lose before you even fight.”
Behind Zhang Huan, the scorpion spirit burst out laughing.
She only reacted after laughing out loud. She had also come down from the Spirit Mountain, and she was a worm. Didn't Zhang Huan scold her too?
At the thought of this, she immediately gritted her teeth in hatred. She really wanted to sting him now and let him have a taste of her power.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Ji finally calmed down and said,"Amitabha, our Buddha is merciful. If you let go of Reverend Manjushri and his disciple now and surrender, our Buddha Sect will give you a way out.”
"Old monk, are you too thick-skinned or do you think that everyone in the world is as stupid as that Yama Wen? Are you merciful?"
Zhang Huan's expression was full of doubt, disdain, and disgust.
Sun Wukong was depressed when he saw this. It was fine if you mocked Buddhism, but why did you make me fall for it?
At this moment, Zhang Huan didn't care about his reaction at all. He soared into the sky.
Then, he said in a clear voice," Say, the Western Paradise never tells people that those who don't give up their souls can't go.”
"You say that there are many monsters wreaking havoc in this world, but you never tell people that these monsters are your cute pets.”
"You say that the heavens are so generous that as long as you are sincere, you can move the heavens. You might never tell people how you punish those believers who forget to offer their offerings.”
"You monopolize the blessed spiritual mountains and the Elysian World, but you abandon the world on the ground. You are high and mighty, manipulating the fate of the common people and filling the world with suffering.”
"You control the lives of people as you please and never care about their lives. Now you say that Buddha is merciful?”
Wind, thunder, and clouds moved. Zhang Huan's words seemed to have revealed the secrets of heaven, and even the world changed color.
"Vile creature, don't lie."
As a Bodhisattva, Ling Ji's expression was as ugly as a yaksha. After cursing, he gestured at the yellow wind monster.
The Yellow Wind Monster also flew up with Zhang Huan. It raised its trident and said,""Your Grandpa Huang Feng actually dares to spout nonsense here. Today is the day you die.”
As he spoke, he stabbed his steel fork over. Zhang Huan naturally raised his hand to block it.
Then, he smiled and said,"Why? Are you angry because I'm right?" Didn't you cause trouble in the Yellow Wind Ridge not long ago? Isn't your identity a pet of the Buddhist Sect? You are the demons and devils, and you are the ones who vanquish them.”
The yellow wind monster did not defend itself. It put away its steel fork and snorted coldly." I'll let you have a taste of my power."”
Zhang Huan spread his hands." Little rat, what else do you have besides the Samadhi Divine Wind? You should have used it long ago to embarrass yourself."”
He made it sound so easy, but in fact, this yellow wind monster's Samadhi Divine Wind was really amazing.
On the Yellow Wind Ridge, he had blown Sun Wukong blind. He was the first demon to make Sun Wukong's face dirty.
Seeing his appearance and guessing Ling Ji's identity, Zhang Huan understood what the Buddhist Sect was up to this time.
Obviously, this time, he wanted to use the Yellow Wind Monster's special skill to deal with him.
The yellow wind monster used its skill and looked at Zhang Huan as if he was a dead man.
Once the Samadhi Divine Wind appeared, it instantly blew the sky and earth into darkness, shattering rocks and collapsing cliffs.
The entire world changed color. On the other side, Ling Ji was holding the Air-frozen Bead to stabilize himself and protect Sun Wukong, as well as Manjushri and Jinzha who were still hanging.
The Samadhi Divine Wind was indeed powerful, and only the Air-frozen Bead was its nemesis. Therefore, Yellow Wind Monster and Ling Ji felt that victory was in their grasp.
However, the truth was that although the yellow wind could make ghosts and gods worry, Zhang Huan was able to use his sword to protect himself. Not only was he unharmed, but he also protected the scorpion spirit behind him.
"How is this possible?"
The yellow wind monster couldn't believe this result. It cried out in surprise and increased the wind force again.
The Samadhi Divine Wind blew even more violently. It was cold and the yellow sand swirled.
Even within the range of the Air-frozen Bead, Sun Wukong felt that it was difficult to see clearly.
As for Zhang Huan, his sword was smooth and smooth, and he stood unmoving in the gale.
Sun Wukong could no longer see his figure clearly, but he could still hear his voice," Little mouse, is this your special skill? "I don't see him being that powerful. With this level of skill, you'd better save it for the Spirit Mountain to steal lamp oil.”
Sun Wukong even heard Zhang Huan yawn." Other than stealing lamp oil to drink, what else can your trash do?”
Hearing Zhang Huan's disdain for the Samadhi Divine Wind, Sun Wukong felt that he had been shot again, and his face became more and more embarrassed.
The Samadhi Divine Wind was trash. It was blown into the air like a spinning wheel. If there was no guardian temple to treat his eyes, what would it matter if he went blind?
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