In the Heavens - Vol 8 Chapter 115

As soon as the story of bloodletting and saving people came out, Tang Sanzang quickly became famous as the country of ghosts and became the number one monk of great virtue in the king’s city.

To become famous so smoothly, in addition to the help of the old Yicheng to become famous, the most important thing is that the monks in the king’s capital have disappeared, and there are no peers to grab business.

The treatment of celebrities is naturally extraordinary, and the famous Tang Sanzang master and apprentice were quickly sought after. From dignitaries and nobles to the common people, they are all holy monks, and the touted Tang Sanzang is a little off.

Or come to visit, or come to ask for help, there are guests like clouds in the station for a while.

Life under the spotlight is certainly dazzling, but Tang Seng did not forget to learn the great cause. Of course, the most important thing is bloodletting every three to five.

The saint monks also have a price, and they have been touted to the sky, and it has become a matter of course to help the distressed and the needy.

Blood has become the most precious medicine. After experiencing the initial excitement, Tang Sanzang’s master and apprentice quickly realized the problem.

The customs clearance disc that has not been downloaded is the best proof. Obviously, all the dignitaries in Dagan Ghost Country are not going to let him leave this “humanoid medicine”.

With a pale face, Tang Sanzang asked in a slightly trembling voice, “My disciples, do you have a plan to get the customs clearance disc quickly?”

It can be seen that Tang Seng is already very weak at this moment, and the dense needles on his palm seem to be silently telling the reason.

Compassion is one thing, but it is another to catch a small life. It is very difficult to be able to persist until now.

“Master, there seems to be something wrong with this ghost country. The capital seems to be very lively, but my grandson always feels a little less angry.”

Sun Wukong said uncertainly.

Fakes are fakes after all, no matter how brilliant illusions are, they will inevitably leave flaws. Although Li Mu’s dream road is profound, it has not reached the point of refining the fake into the real.

If it was an ordinary immortal god, most of them would be fooled, but Sun Wukong is different.

It’s just that he found the flaw, not the anger he said, but the reaction of Buddhism was wrong.

The people who took the scriptures were bled one after another, but Buddhism did not jump out to interfere, which is simply incredible.

The nonsense of “compassion” is nothing more than to fool the ignorant. Sun Wukong, who has suffered from Buddhism, doesn’t believe it at all.

Looking at Tang Sanzang’s physical condition, he knew that even if he got the customs clearance disc, he wouldn’t be able to get on the road without a month’s recuperation.

This is still the most ideal state. If you continue to be “compassionate”, it is estimated that you will not be able to get out of the big job in your lifetime, and naturally it will be impossible to talk about the great cause.

After listening to Sun Wukong’s words, Tang Sanzang, who was already pale, looked even more ugly.

In recent days, he has been merciful, but he has shed a lot of blood. Originally, I thought that this was as if the ancestors cut flesh to feed the eagle, and in the future, there will be merits and virtues to achieve positive results. If there are problems with this big cadre king, he will be busy working in vain.

“Wukong, no way! I think the people in this city are quite normal. Except for a little different customs, they are similar to other human cities.”

Tang Sanzang said in disbelief.

The anticipation between his brows had already betrayed his true thoughts. Unfortunately, the reality is cruel, and Zhu Bajie, who is on the side, takes advantage of the situation to make up for the knife:

“Master, the big brother is right. It’s true that the king is not very normal. Not only is it abnormal here, it seems that after leaving Wuguanzhuang, the things we have experienced along the way are not very normal.

It’s not that my old pig is alarmist, it’s just that this road is too smooth. Even if they encounter monsters and ghosts in the middle, they are all a group of small fish.

Even the gods and Buddhas who helped the lower realms acted a little weird, as if they were frozen…”

As if thinking of something, Zhu Bajie suddenly stopped talking. Intuition tells him that this involves a high-level struggle.

A reminder is worthy of everyone’s affection, and to directly uncover the old bottom is to put the cart before the horse. If Sun Wukong hadn’t said it first, he would have continued to act deaf and dumb. .

“Idiot, you are so cowardly. When the time comes, you still say half a sentence and half a sentence!

Isn’t there a problem with the gods and Buddhas in the sky, my old grandson has noticed it, and it’s a shame that you are such a fool that you boast a wide range of communication, even old friends…”

Before he finished complaining, Sun Wukong jumped up from the seat, and his spiritual eyes were exerted to the extreme, as if he wanted to see something.

It is a pity that the result disappointed him. Even if he used his innate magical powers, everything in front of him was still so ordinary, and he could not find the slightest flaw.

The more so, the more nervous Sun Wukong becomes. If there is a problem with the gods and Buddhas in the sky, doesn’t it mean that the three realms have changed, and how can their Buddhist scripture project team be immune to it?

If there is no problem with the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms, it means that their group has stepped into a giant illusion, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all illusions.

Either way, it means the fun is big. At least in Sun Wukong’s cognition, he really doesn’t know who can do this.

“Idiot, just say what you know! This time we’re in big trouble, and we’ll have to explain it if we don’t.”

Zhu Bajie didn’t take Sun Wukong’s threat seriously at all. How could he be able to participate in the disputes of big men, not to mention the content of his guess, it would not help to say it.

“Brother Monkey, don’t make fun of my old pig. If I had the ability, I wouldn’t come here to suffer this crime.”

After a pause, looking at Sun Wukong’s face, Zhu Bajie continued to add: “Brother Monkey, you don’t have to worry too much, some things can’t be changed.

Don’t worry about anything, don’t think about anything. It is rare for people of my generation to be confused, and knowing too much is not a good thing.

Anyway, no matter how big the scene is, someone will be responsible for the aftermath, and you don’t need to worry about it. ”

Frankly speaking, Zhu Bajie still has some sympathy for Sun Wukong. As the son of luck, he was supposed to be a soaring master, but unfortunately, he caught up with the great prosperity of Buddhism and became a **** in the sect of saints.

If he had been born a few years earlier, he would have become another world’s top powerhouse. It’s a pity that there is no if in this world. In the prehistoric world where the class is seriously solidified, wild monkeys have no human rights.

The murky conversation between the two made Tang San hide his head. In the end, the smart Tang Sanzang decisively chose to pretend to be confused.

People are going to change. With more knowledge, even Jin Chanzi, who has been reincarnated in the tenth world, will inevitably be affected.

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After all, the accident of the team that took the scriptures caught the attention of Buddhism. According to the usual practice, Wufang Jieti has to report to Lingshan every day the process of studying the scriptures, and suddenly stopped, which will naturally cause Lingshan to be alert.

There is no doubt that the drudgery of investigating the changes of the scriptures team finally fell on the head of Guanyin Bodhisattva. As the head of the Journey to the West project team, this is something he can’t let go of.

Following the footsteps of the scripture-taking team, Guanyin realized that something was wrong as soon as he stepped into the illusion. It is a pity that it is easy to enter the illusion, but it is difficult to get out of the illusion.

Originally, Guanyin Bodhisattva was going to try to struggle, but his cultivation base was suppressed under the immortal, so that the anger in his stomach was forcibly swallowed.

Violently destroying the illusion can’t be done, and he wants to ask Lingshan for help, but he can’t pass on information. When Guanyin Bodhisattva was at a loss, suddenly a group of little monsters rushed out, pulling him back to reality.

If you can’t fight, you can only run. Then an interesting scene appeared. The high-ranking Bodhisattva was chased by a group of little demons and ran around the world. The picture was really eye-catching.

Unknowingly, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was fleeing for his life, entered the Dagan Ghost Country. The originally warm and harmonious country of the Western Land was instantly transformed into a world of overcast winds and ghosts.

In the sudden scene, Tang Seng and his apprentices were the first to collapse. Although they were aware of the problems of Daganguiguo before, they still had a bit of luck.

Now disillusioned, Tang Sanzang almost collapsed on the spot. The precious blood he donated himself ended up being fed to a group of ghosts.

Fortunately, he is a mortal body, and the scope of what he can see is limited. Otherwise, it would be even more difficult to accept that the leading ghost king was the one who drank his blood.

“Bold evildoer who dares to pretend to be Guanyin Bodhisattva to swindle and deceive, eat my old grandson first!”

A familiar voice rang in his ears, but Guanyin Bodhisattva was not happy at all. The reading team found it, but the script opening mode is wrong!

Originally it was himself, so how could we “pretend”?

He didn’t want to be chased by the little demon. UU reading www.uukanshu.com No matter how the cultivation base is suppressed, it is really powerless.

“And slow down…”

Before the words were finished, Sun Wukong’s stick had already fallen. Fortunately, Guanyin Bodhisattva had rich fighting experience and decisively threw out the jade bottle in his hand to resist.

The power of the innate spiritual treasure is naturally extraordinary, far beyond the comparison of ordinary treasures. At least Sun Wukong’s golden hoop can’t be broken.

Perhaps it was because of his conscience, or perhaps he knew that revenge was hopeless. After a single blow failed, Sun Wukong immediately changed his face and said, “Bodhisattva, what’s the matter with you, why are you being chased by a group of little demons?”

The sincerity of the expression, the proper actor level. If it weren’t for the shocking shock just now, maybe Guanyin would really believe it.

Obviously, the reality is cruel. The seemingly concerned question is actually a joke.