SFS Chapter 131 The White Dragon's Buddhist Name
Chapter 131 The White Dragon's Buddhist Name
Chapter 131 The White Dragon's Buddhist Name
The White Dragon received a decree from Guanyin Bodhisattva to use all his abilities to stop Jiang Feng.
Originally, he was trembling with fear after being sentenced to death and had to suppress his true nature. Now he could finally stop restraining himself and transformed back into the unruly Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace who dared to set fire to the Dragon Palace and the Jade Emperor's reward!
"Eight Desolate Divine Dragon Fire!"
The white dragon opened its blood-red maw, and a golden flame, carrying the power to incinerate heaven and earth, suddenly spewed out towards Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng pulled the trigger almost simultaneously, and the Samadhi Divine Wind whipped up a sky full of yellow sand that collided with the golden flames.
The two forces collided, forming a golden fire tornado.
As the flames and gales released by the two continued to intensify, the fire tornado grew larger and larger, instantly turning the surrounding ten miles into scorched earth.
Jiang Feng continuously expended his magic power to pull the trigger, forcing the fire tornado that was gradually pressing towards him to stop. His face was pale as he shouted loudly, "Xiao Bai, put out the fire! We can't let this fire tornado burn the nearby people!"
"Wujing, don't do anything rash! There's a village behind him too!"
Sha Wujing, who had circled behind the White Dragon, had already raised his staff, preparing to launch a sneak attack. However, upon hearing Jiang Feng's shout, he reluctantly lowered the staff again.
Bai Suzhen dared not delay for a moment. She used her magic to draw out the river water and move it to the sky, where it turned into a torrential downpour, controlling the fire tornado from continuing to intensify.
Jiang Feng said anxiously, "Xiao Bai, what are you doing all this rain around here? Quickly put out the fire tornado!"
While casting her spell, Bai Suzhen explained, "This fire tornado cannot be extinguished directly with water. If water is poured on it directly, the resulting high-temperature steam will cook all living things within a hundred miles!"
Jiang Feng suddenly realized what was happening, then turned to the white dragon with a dark expression and said, "White Dragon, I'll count to three, and we'll weaken our magic together to extinguish this fire tornado. Otherwise, forget about the pilgrimage; I'll take you down with me today!"
After saying that, he waved his right hand, and more than three thousand puppets instantly appeared in the sky, surrounding the two of them. Each puppet held a mushroom bomb that Jiang Feng had made with his magic power.
Seemingly afraid that the little white dragon wouldn't take it seriously, he deliberately detonated one on a distant mountain peak.
With a deafening roar, a mushroom cloud rose from the mountain peak, instantly blasting the mountaintop down a considerable distance.
"!!!"
The little white dragon suddenly opened its eyes wide, and its hundred-foot-long body was instantly covered in sweat. Only one thought remained in its mind.
The Bodhisattva tricked me!
What merit or ability do I, the White Dragon, possess to receive the baptism of three thousand such magical treasures? Bodhisattva, are you asking me to stop him from his journey, or are you asking him to send me on my way?!
And this stinky monk in front of me, if you have something like this, you should have taken it out earlier, and I would have bowed down and worshipped you right away!
Seeing that the little white dragon's eyes were glazed over, Jiang Feng began to count. After three counts, the two of them simultaneously reduced the flames and Samadhi Divine Wind.
After an incense stick had burned, the fire tornado was extinguished by the heavy rain from the sky, and the little white dragon returned to human form.
He glanced at Jiang Feng with lingering fear, but outwardly remained defiant, puffing out his chest and trying to project an arrogant image.
"Your monk's magic weapon is indeed quite good, but this prince is not afraid of you!"
To prevent harm to the common people, I, the Crown Prince, will not use the Eight Desolate Divine Dragon Fire, and you should not use those two magical treasures you just used. Let's have a real fight, so you can know how powerful I am!
Jiang Feng waved his right hand, returning the three thousand puppets to his treasure pouch, and asked meaningfully, "Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
The White Dragon sneered, and a bright silver spear appeared in his hand.
Jiang Feng smiled slightly, and a black Barrett sniper rifle appeared in his hand. He turned the gun and aimed it at the little white dragon in the sky.
"Are you going to snipe me from mid-door? I've never seen a request like that in my entire life!"
The little white dragon yelled, "Enough nonsense, take this!"
Having said that, he gripped the gun barrel with both hands and gracefully flew diagonally down from the air. The tip of the gun transformed into a cold glint, thrusting towards Jiang Feng. At the same time, Jiang Feng gently pulled the trigger. After a loud bang, a black light accurately struck the little white dragon on the forehead.
"what!"
A scream rang out, and the little white dragon instantly fell from mid-air, landing on the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust. It covered its forehead and rolled around in the dust.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch—it hurts so much—"
Jiang Feng stepped forward, clicked his tongue twice at the swollen red bump on Sha Wujing's forehead, and said to Sha Wujing, "Wujing, you have experience with this, you tell him how to stop the pain."
Sha Wujing chuckled and stepped forward, saying, "Spit on the bag, then blow on it and it'll be fine."
The little white dragon winced in pain, glaring at the two of them, and said, "Don't talk nonsense! This swelling is poisonous! Quickly, give me the antidote!"
Jiang Feng took out an antidote pill and waved it in front of him twice: "I have an antidote pill, but why should I give it to you?"
The little white dragon endured the pain and got up, kneeling before Jiang Feng: "Master, I am the disciple arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva to escort you on your journey to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures. The Bodhisattva asked me to act as your mount on the road. I was just joking with you earlier!"
"Naughty!" Jiang Feng flicked his finger, and the antidote pill accurately flew into his mouth.
After taking the antidote, the pain on Xiaobailong's forehead gradually subsided. Then, he saw Jiang Feng draw a single-edged sword, flick the back of the blade twice with his fingers, and it made a clanging sound.
The white dragon felt a chill run down his spine: "Master, what are you doing? Shouldn't a razor be used for tonsure?"
Jiang Feng patiently explained, "Don't panic. This is just an ordinary iron knife; it won't harm you in the slightest. I'm going to instruct you in the precepts now. Just repeat the oath after me."
While the little white dragon was in a daze, Jiang Feng finished imparting the Thirty-Six Vows of Buddhism to him, then put away his single-edged sword and struck a solemn pose.
Then he appeared radiating Buddhist light and said with a kind face, "Little White Dragon, in order to show off your abilities and display your power, you burned down the Dragon Palace and the luminous pearl bestowed upon you by the Jade Emperor, committing a grave crime of disobedience."
Although I have mercifully accepted you as my disciple, you will still need to serve as my mount on the journey to the West to atone for your sins. Are you willing?
The white dragon said reluctantly, "This disciple is willing."
Seeing this, Jiang Feng smiled and continued, "Don't think that I'm belittling you. If you want to become a great Buddha, you must first serve as a beast of burden for all living beings. This is your path of cultivation."
After a moment of silence, the white dragon seemed to understand and quickly said, "This disciple is willing to transform into a white horse and carry Master to the Western Paradise to retrieve the scriptures!"
Jiang Feng nodded in satisfaction: "I'm very pleased that you understand my good intentions. But there's no need to become a white horse. You should become a white ox instead. From now on, your Dharma name will be 'Reserve Grain'!"
Little White Dragon:
To hell with aspiring to be a Buddha or a dragon, one must first serve the common people like a horse or an ox!
They've even provided me with provisions for my journey to the West! Are they trying to send me to hell to become a guardian deity for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?!
He figured it out: anyone who tries to trick you into becoming their slave is no good!
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