This journey to the west is terrible

There is a trace of his soul in this special little paper man, and in a sense it is his clone.

Looking at the little paper man who no longer planned to move, Lin Fang was also speechless for a while, this guy obviously regarded this place as his own territory.

Gently lifted it up with his fingers, the angry little paper man punched and kicked Lin Fang, and the white arm hit Lin Fang's finger, making Lin Fang feel itchy.

Gently throwing the little paper figurine aside, Lin Fang curiously looked at the position where the little paper figurine was sitting just now. This guy is quite a thief, and there must be something special about the place he is looking at.

After careful induction, I realized that because I joined the method of Buddhist belief in the magic weapon when refining the weapon, this place is the center of gathering faith. If someone enshrines this pagoda, then the power of faith will continuously flow to here.

"You don't have any money and can't afford it early." Lin Fang said, looking at the little paper figurine.

I saw that the paper man didn't care about it, he was still struggling to crawl, and returned to his position after a while.

"Brother Lin, what's the secret of your magic weapon, tell us!" The little fox asked beside him.

"This treasure, because it has the runes of the purple-gold-red gourd and the suet jade bottle, can call people by name. There is a cage at the bottom of the bottom tower, which can lock the people in and absorb their blood. Mana is for my use."

"And because I borrowed the golden rope, this treasure also has a suppressive effect. As long as it is hung on top of other people's heads, it can make them immobile."

"Because there are fragments of glazed lamps in the material, this treasure can absorb the brilliance of the sun and condense into glazed glass like fire, which is fierce and domineering without burning."

"As for this place occupied by this guy, it can accept the worship of all living beings, absorb the power of faith, and strengthen the treasures on it."

Lin Fang introduced the characteristics of his own treasure one by one, and the eyes of the few little monsters who heard it were full of brilliance.

Of course, there is another function that Lin Fang didn't mention, that is, this treasure itself is an excellent storage space, at least some miscellaneous things on his body can be put in it.

Calculating the time, he reckoned that Tang Seng and his disciples should have reached Pingdingshan, and when he turned his head, he saw the little fox's worried expression.

"Worried about your grandmother?"

The little fox nodded, Lin Fang thought for a while and said, "In that case, I'll take you to have a look, but let's make it clear first, everything will be under my command."

Everyone quickly nodded in response, Bashanhu was very excited, after all, he was going to see his idol soon.

Lin Fang put everyone in the glazed pagoda, and with a thought, the glazed pagoda got into his dantian, and was continuously nurtured by his mana.

Reciting the mantra, soaring through the clouds and driving the fog, Lin Fang went straight to Pingdingshan. At this time, he had reached the state of refining the gods and returning to the void, he could feel the inspiration of the world, use the law of the five elements, and do some things against common sense, just like the mantra of Bodhi Patriarch As the saying goes, golden lotus can be planted in fire.

In this world full of fairies, gods and monsters, he barely has the power to protect himself, provided that he doesn't provoke those great powers of the Three Realms.

Because Lin Fang didn't have a special technique for flying clouds and fog, his speed was not fast. Compared with monkeys' somersaulting clouds, it was the difference between an airplane and a bicycle.

After wandering around, Lin Fang finally came to the boundary of Pingdingshan. Looking from a distance, he saw the flames soaring into the sky, the air seemed to be filled with blood, and there was a faint Buddha light coming from a distance.

"It depends on the situation that the monkey has already left, and these Buddhist soldiers are clearing the field." Lin Fang understood in an instant.

Without the demon king, the little demons are in a state of disunity. Facing the powerful Buddhist soldiers, they can only die.

Lin Fang looked at the little demons struggling in the blood and fire, shook his head with a sigh, turned his head and walked towards the Yalong Cave, hoping that the old fox could listen to it, otherwise it should be a corpse.

When I came to Yalong Cave, I didn't notice anything unusual, the surroundings were silent, and nothing seemed to happen.

Lin Fang released the little fox, and saw him running to the entrance of Yalong Cave in a hurry.

The two banshees came out from the inside, saw the little fox and said happily: "Young master, you are back, the old lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

The little fox was overjoyed when he heard the words: "As long as grandma is fine."

Lin Fang frowned slightly. He sensed something was wrong. These banshees looked at the little fox with eager eyes in the past, but today they seemed a little cold for some reason, and they secretly raised their vigilance.

The two banshees led Lin Fang into the cave with no expression on their faces. Everything remained the same as before. Seeing this, Lin Fang was slightly relieved.

"My little hozen, you are back!" The old fox's kind voice sounded.

The little fox immediately jumped into her arms happily and called grandma happily.

"Lin Fang, thank you for escorting the young master along the way." The old fox said to Lin Fang with a smile.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

"That's not going to work. I have to thank you very much. Come up here. I have a treasure here for you. It's a thank you."

Lin Fang showed a clear smile and said: "It's better not to use it, I'm afraid I'll die if I come up."

As soon as the words fell, the old fox's face changed, she sneered and said: "Sure enough, he is a blasphemer."

"Grandmother! What's wrong with you?" The little fox looked at his grandmother in shock, always feeling that the relative in front of him seemed to have changed, his eyes were full of fanaticism and coldness.

"Su Yun, let's serve the Buddha with my grandmother. This is our honor. Only by taking refuge in my Buddha can we enjoy bliss. Recalling the past is just like a dream."

At this moment, the old fox seemed to have turned into an old monk who had practiced Buddhism for many years, but the coldness in her eyes had no meaning of compassion at all.

The little fox jumped out of his grandmother's arms, looked around, and found that everyone became like his grandmother, with compassion on his face, but cold eyes.

"Amitabha!" A voice sounded from the depths of the cave, and a monk wearing a monk's robe and surrounded by ribbons came out of it.

"It was you who destroyed my Buddhist treasure?"

Lin Fang looked at his attire and asked with some doubts: "Guardian Jialan?"

"I didn't expect that you, an evildoer, have a certain vision, and you can recognize my identity. You should quickly convert to my Buddha, and you will be a golden body." Dharma protector Jialan said with a smile.

"Then become like them, who only know how to praise the Buddha and completely lose themselves?"