I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Zhu Bajie was even more trouble-free, he opened it directly when he saw that he was a useless old fox.

The black fur monster also refused to lag behind, holding a spear into the pile of monsters.

Monkey King covered his face with his hands, didn't he say not to be a violent person?

Why is it still this good.

After a while, the corpses of the little demon were left all over the place.

Zhu Bajie stepped on the old fox's face with his huge pig's trotters, pointed at the old fox with a finger as thick as a carrot and said, "Hurry up, where is the golden rope?"

The black fur monster had sharp eyes, and he was overjoyed when he saw the rope around the old fox's waist.

Pulled out directly.

"Haha, the golden rope is mine now!"

Zhu Bajie saw it, and immediately threw the nine-tailed fox over to grab it. The old nine-tailed fox stood up tremblingly with his trousers up, looking at the fighting Zhu Bajie and the black fur monster with a dazed expression on his face.

The old lady tied the waistband of her trousers, what are they grabbing?

What kind of fetish is this? !

Gold rope?Is it for the golden rope?

Sun Wukong couldn't see it anymore, and quickly pulled the two of them apart.

"What are you grabbing? The password hasn't come yet. Without the password, it's just a rope."

Oh yes!

Zhu Bajie and the black fur monster reacted.

The nine-tailed old fox was pushed to the ground again. It was hard to imagine that scene. A pig and a black bear held down an old fox on the ground. The old fox was still struggling with his pants.

Sun Wukong covered his eyes.

"I said I said."

"The activation password of the golden rope is: wugawugawuwuga."

"The password to unlock this is: Gawu Gawu Gagawu"

Pig Bajie: "..."

Black fur monster: "..."

"Okay, you can get out."

After hearing this, the nine-tailed fox didn't care about other things, and ran away with his pants up. That speed was like a flash of red lightning. Who said old people can't do it anymore?

The remaining Sun Wukong Zhu Bajie and the black fur monster stared at the yellow tape in a daze.

How to divide?

Cut into three sections?

"Damn, I'm exhausted."

Tang Sanzang finally climbed up.

The altitude of Yalong Mountain is still very high, and Tang Sanzang took a lot of effort to climb up.

Seeing the three people staring at each other around a rope, they felt annoyed for a while, and they didn't even lift the sedan chair because of a broken rope.

"Bring it to the teacher!"

Tang Sanzang took the golden rope handed over by Monkey King and looked at it carefully.

"Why does it smell like urine?"

Tang Sanzang was puzzled.

"Urine smell? No, this is Master Treasure."

"That's right, Master, don't look at it as just an ordinary rope, it just looks like it."

Zhu Bajie and Black Bear Monster were popularized by Tang Sanzang.

"Treasure? Why do I look more and more like an ordinary rope?"

"Master, don't talk nonsense, this treasure is invulnerable to fire and water, isn't it what the Taishang Laojun used to tie around his waist?"

Sun Wukong interjected.

"Water and fire do not invade?"

"I don't believe it, come on, try it, monkey, set it on fire!"

Tang Sanzang still didn't believe it.

Zhu Bajie snatched the golden rope, pulled it away, and put it in front of the monkey.

"Come on, Brother Monkey, come and show Master Wanghuo."

Monkey King didn't hesitate, and directly blew the fire over.

It was true that it didn't ignite immediately at first, but within a few seconds, the flames suddenly ignited.

"Grass, caught!"

Zhu Bajie was the closest, so he could see clearly.

He quickly threw the rope on the ground and stomped on it with his feet, but the fire was so intense that not only was it not affected, but Zhu Bajie's soles were also set on fire.

Just when Zhu Bajie was slapping the sole of the shoe, Tang Sanzang, Monkey King and Zhu Bajie watched the rope burn to ashes.

A gust of wind blows, and a piece of soot flies away with the wind, leaving a loneliness in place.

"Did I read it right just now? Is it a golden rope?"

"Um, it seems like maybe..."

"It's just gone?"

"right."

"Yes or no?"

"right."

"Is it true or not?"

"Yes!"

What a fucking leg!

Wuji country.

Why is the black-bone chicken country called the black-bone chicken country?

Because the king loves black-bone chicken.

Sound incredible?

But that's what it is.

The king of the black-bone chicken kingdom came to the throne at the age of eight, which was a very good age for eating meat. It happened that someone in the palace once stewed a black-bone chicken for him. After drinking the soup, the king was very happy.

He called over and asked, "What kind of meat is this?"

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===Chapter 636 Manjushri Bodhisattva's Tragic Past===

"My Majesty, this is black-bone chicken."

"Black-bone Chicken? Okay, I like it. From now on we will be called Black-bone Chicken Country."

It is said that when the little emperor ascended the throne at the age of eight, the country was already prosperous and the people were safe. His father, and his father's father worked hard to govern the country well, and then he died of exhaustion at work, giving a safe and stable country to the country. The current little emperor.

The little emperor is very happy.

Swim around the mountains and rivers all day long, and have fun everywhere.

But maybe it was because I was tired of eating meat all day long, and I wanted to be a vegetarian on a whim.

Then I passed by a temple while visiting mountains and rivers. The vegetarian food inside was delicious, so I stayed for a while.

During this period, the little emperor saw that the temple was rather dilapidated, so on a whim, he appropriated a large sum of money to renovate the temple.

Where have the monks in the entire small temple seen this posture?

They kowtowed to the little emperor one after another.

The little emperor saw it, hey, this is not bad, kowtow to me, isn't it just to invest some money?

Come, pass my order!

All the temples in my Wuji country are owned by the royal family, and they are decorated according to the specifications of the royal garden. Those big Buddhas and so on are all made of gold for me, so that I can show my royal style.

In this way, for a while, all the temples in the Wuji Kingdom began a profligate renovation.

On this day, Buddha Tathagata was inspecting various temples. When I went to the temple of Wuji Kingdom to take a look, let me go, it’s good here, take a look at the decoration.

It's too embarrassing for me.

Who is that, come and check, who did this?

Why is such a good deed not reported?

Several arhats checked and found out that the little emperor did it, so they truthfully reported it to Tathagata.

Tathagata looked at this little guy and couldn't give a reward, so let's wait.

In this way, after many years, the little emperor should thank his grandfather and his grandfather's grandfather for laying a lot of foundations for him. It is precisely because of so many foundations that so many years have not been spent yet.

It's so awesome!

Many years later, this black-bone chicken country has always been an important source of funds for Tathagata. Waiting for this little emperor to become an old emperor, Tathagata feels that it is almost the same.

Then he called Manjusri Bodhisattva over: "Manjusri, the king of the Wuji Kingdom has given a lot of money for so many years, and he is really a good person. So, go and have a look."

"Think of a way to investigate. If he is really good to us from the bottom of his heart, then he will be converted and he will be named an arhat."

Manjushri thought for a while before agreeing.

Why does Manjusri Bodhisattva think about it? The main reason is that he is not convinced.

My disciple wasted so much effort trying to become a golden arhat, but he couldn't even be named an arhat. A little king, didn't he just spend some money and become an arhat?

If I had known this way, I would have saved more money.

I am not satisfied!

But if you don't obey, you still can't disobey the order of the Tathagata Buddha.

So Manjusri Bodhisattva disguised himself and went to the Wuji country.

Of course, Manjusri Bodhisattva cannot use his real body to verify it. If he directly manifests his true form from the cloud head, what else can he test?

It is estimated that he knelt down and worshiped Buddha directly.

To appear, you have to wait until the end, just like Guanyin's inspection of Tang Seng. After passing the exam, a puff of green smoke rises from his buttocks, and he rises into the air to tell the examinee: I am so-and-so, you have a destiny with my Buddha, and you have a great future of.

Besides, the national power of the Wuji country has been squandered in the past few years. Coupled with years of drought, farmers have not harvested for a long time, and there are already various victims of disasters begging for food in many places.

There's no way, at this time of watching the sky and eating, if it doesn't rain, people will die.

The little emperor is now an old emperor, and he has undergone many changes. He has played everything he should have played since he was a child, and he has had enough.

No matter what, I need to grow my brain. Seeing the current situation of the country, I know that if this continues, the king is probably finished.

So the king suddenly came to his senses and started to govern the country well. He went around to inspect the situation of the victims, and even saved his own rations to distribute to the victims. He even followed the victims to pray for rain soon.

For this reason, water conservancy was built to bring water here from other places.

But it still cannot change the current state of the country.

At this moment, Manjusri came dressed as an old beggar monk.

On this day, the king was personally distributing steamed buns to the victims. At this time, the king regretted it a bit. If he hadn’t been so rambunctious when he was young, the treasury wouldn’t have so much money left now, so he could only distribute steamed buns. The buns are still filled with meat.

Alas, it's too late to say anything.

Therefore, the king's complexion has always been unsightly. The more crowded and pitiful the victims are, the more guilty the king feels.

It was Manjushri's turn. Manjusri went up and picked up a steamed bun, squeezed it, and said, "It's so hard, how can you eat it?"