Wukong, do you really have a way?"
Ling Ji looked at Sun Wukong curiously. You actually have a way?
"Yes, son Lingji, I have an idea because I think I know the weakness of Buzhou Mountain!”
Sun Wukong smiled mysteriously and said,
"Isn't this Buzhou Mountain? Since Buzhou Mountain was broken by God Gong Gong's turtle head, why don't we ask God Gong Gong to break it again?”
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Ji opened his mouth wide and sucked in three breaths of cold air. He looked at Sun Wukong in shock. He was obviously mesmerized by Sun Wukong's words.
Even Tang Sanzang, who was standing at the side, did not say anything.
At this moment, he was also looking at Sun Wukong in a daze.
F * ck!
Isn't my master's idea too awesome?
The weakness of Buzhou Mountain was Gong Gong's big turtle!
At this moment, Ling Ji looked at Sun Wukong's self-satisfied expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He couldn't help but raise his head.
He looked at this towering Buzhou Mountain, and then let it be knocked down by God Gong Gong?
And then let the Heavenly River water flow backward? And let Mother Nuwa mend the heavens?
But how could they invite God Gong Gong to crash into Buzhou Mountain again?
There was nothing wrong with his brain. Why did he have to hit Buzhou Mountain again? Does it not hurt?
Besides...
After the battle between the Lich and Demon Cataclysm.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were either dead or injured.
Only Gonggong and Goddess Houtu of the Six Paths of Reincarnation were left alive.
Gong Gong was not even in the three worlds, so they had to find him in the Chaos outside the three worlds.
Moreover…
Would Gong Gong help her if she found him?
How did the West benefit from the Witchcraft Cataclysm?
Today, all kinds of schemes have been exposed. Would Gong Gong still care about the West and help you prosper?？？
"If God Gong Gong doesn't want to, we can do this. Son Lingji, go to Spirited Mountain and find a few more bald ones, and we'll ram them together!”
"There is strength in numbers. Since Buzhou Mountain was broken once, it will be broken again!”
"It's such a simple thing to hit Buzhou Mountain.”
"First, break Buzhou Mountain. Second, save me.”
Sun Wukong had a smug look on his face, as if he had already planned for a thousand miles,
"Look, it's so simple, only two steps.”
There were only two steps!
Ling Ji tried his best to suppress his vulgar words and said hesitantly,
"Wukong, why don't you try again? Come out on your own?"
"Bodhisattva, this is Mount Buzhou! You saw it just now. I, Old Sun, worked so hard for so long, but I didn't even get a fart. I even spat out a mouthful of blood.”
"I, Old Sun, can't do it. How can I, Old Sun, have such great abilities?”
"In my opinion, Bodhisattva, you should hurry up and ask for reinforcements. Go and ask Great God Gong Gong to come here and crash into Buzhou Mountain.”
Sun Wukong urged.
"Wukong, you…"
Ling Ji choked.
However, why did he feel that Wukong's words made so much sense?
"Lingji's son, there's no buts. Look, I've worked so hard, but I really can't get out.”
"I've thought of a way too! Bodhisattva, it's a big deal to obtain the scriptures!"
"You're not in a hurry, but I'm in a hurry. I want to become Buddha! I'm extremely loyal to Buddha!”
"I want to get the scripture back as soon as possible!”
" I've been suppressed here for so long. I'm so anxious and anxious. I can't eat well or sleep well every day…"
Sun Wukong said sincerely again.
"Sigh, why is it so difficult to learn from the scriptures? It was really too difficult! I originally wanted to go to the Spirit Mountain, but the Spirit Mountain was facing the latrine!”
"It is difficult to get the scriptures, difficult to get the scriptures, difficult to climb to the blue sky, making people's faces wither…"
Listening to Sun Wukong's singing, Ling Ji's heart was in a mess and he was extremely annoyed.
"Sanzang, stay here and take care of Wukong. I'm going back to Spirited Mountain.”
Ling Ji had no idea.
He could only leave this sentence behind and ride the clouds to Mount Feiling.
At this moment, he was even a little confused. The clouds under his feet seemed to be drunk driving, and the route he took was crooked.
"Bodhisattva, fly slowly. Don't be in a hurry to reincarnate.”
Sun Wukong shouted with concern. What if he bumped into someone while swaying like this?
However, Ling Ji did not turn around. He was very annoyed and quickly disappeared from the two of them.
"Tsk, you want me to take the scriptures of the West, but you don't want to contribute. How can there be such a good thing?”
Seeing that Ling Ji had disappeared, Sun Wukong decisively stopped smiling and muttered.
……
……
Western Paradise!
Spirited Mountain!
Great Thunderclap Temple!
All the Buddhas gathered and discussed in low voices.
All of them were dumbfounded. The news brought back by Ling Ji was too shocking.
"Bam…Bam Buzhou Mountain, how do I bam Buzhou Mountain? Use my head to hit it?"
A golden arhat rubbed his shiny golden head in a daze.
However, he realized that several Buddhas present were looking at the top of his head with a complicated gaze.
At this moment.
The 800 Buddhist Arhats looked at each other's bald heads with a bad premonition.
"Dragon-subduing Arhat, Tiger-subduing Arhat, the two of you will lead the 800 golden arhats of our Buddhist Sect to crash into Mount Buzhou with Venerable Lingji.”
There was a flurry of discussion.
Lord Tathagata finally spoke.
What else could he do? They couldn't really go to Chaos to invite Gong Gong, and even if they did, they wouldn't be able to.
"Yes, Buddha."
The two Venerables, Xianglong and Fuhu, struggled to get up. They felt a faint pain in their bald heads.
"Buddha, what if it doesn't work? After all, it was Mount Buzhou! It was the titanium alloy version of Buzhou Mountain!”
He looked at the 800 Arhats in the Tempest Monastery.
Bodhisattva Lingji still felt a little uncertain. That was Mount Buzhou made of 8848 titanium alloy. How could it be knocked down so casually?
"If it doesn't work, let's go.”
Tathagata gritted his teeth.
Then, he looked at the many high-level Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of the Buddhist Sect. His gaze landed on Bodhisattva Lingji, Bodhisattva Manjushri, Bodhisattva Samantabhadra, and Bodhisattva of Great Power.
This made a drop of sweat drip down their foreheads.
" Um, Ancestral Buddha, I might need to go into seclusion soon. I feel like I'm about to break through to the Quasi-Sage Stage…"
Samantabhadra quickly said.
"That's right. I also need to wash my magic treasure recently. My magic treasure hasn't been washed for too long, and it's a little moldy and smelly.”Manjushri hurriedly shouted.
The Bodhisattva of Great Power wanted to say something but stopped.
Thinking of the scene of all the Buddhas on the Spirited Mountain crashing into Mount Buzhou, they all felt a chill down their spines.
At that time, they would probably really become the laughing stock of the entire three worlds.
"Shifu, if it really doesn't work, you should go and invite God Gong Gong yourself!”
At this moment, Kasyapa couldn't help but say," God Ren Gonggong is the professional.”
Hearing that, Tathagata's face darkened. Damn it, he wanted to invite them, but could Gong Gong and the others afford it?
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