Chapter 167 A Tang monk who is about to grow into a demon monk
The faces of the three people in Tianpeng were extremely ugly.
No need to think too much, Tang Seng will never survive.
Otherwise, Guanyin will not be attracted.
"It's over!"
The yellow-robed monster had a look of horror on his face.
Although Tang Monk was not killed by him, he was killed by his men.
There is no escaping the relationship with him.
The most terrible thing is that Tang Monk died in Xiaoleiyin Temple in his previous life.
At that time, Buddhism was already very angry.
This time, he knowingly committed the crime, and Buddhism would never let him go again.
"You two, please be sure to take me to Beiju Luzhou."
"I can no longer return to Buddhism!"
The yellow-robed monster said in panic.
"oh?"
"Temperatures change very quickly."
Roller Shutter sneered and said contemptuously.
"Whatever you think."
"Tang Monk is dead, Guanyin will never let me go lightly."
"Only by going to Beiju Luzhou can I have a chance of survival."
The yellow-robed monster said eagerly.
The canopy and the roller blind looked at each other and chuckled. They didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
"Forget it, let the rolling curtain take you to Beiju Luzhou to meet the Holy Mother of Wudang."
"If you tell the truth, you might still have a chance to survive."
"If you don't cooperate, there are so many monsters waiting to rip you off."
Tianpeng sneered, then walked towards Xiaoleiyin Temple carrying the precious Qinxin rake.
At the same time, the roller blind took the yellow-robed monster and fled to Beiju Luzhou.
The lotus platform of Guanyin has fallen on Tai'a Mountain.
Looking down at a group of little demons eating Tang Monk's body, the scene was indescribably bloody.
"Amitabha."
"Sure enough, without Sun Houhou's protection, the safety of the westward journey cannot be guaranteed."
"Strange, where did the canopy and roller blinds go?"
Guanyin looked around, but only saw Tianpeng rushing towards Xiaoleiyin Temple.
"well!"
Guanyin immediately understood what happened and could only sigh helplessly.
suddenly.
A loud noise came from Tai'a Mountain.
Along with the giant golden hand, the corpses of countless little demons were blasted into the sky.
Before those little demons had time to savor the taste of Tang Monk's meat, they died tragically at the hands of the Buddhists.
The white-bone spirit looked up at the sky indifferently.
Guanyin's white clothes fluttered and her expression was gloomy. It was easy to see that she was very angry.
The little demon who survived by chance lay on the ground, shivering.
They are not even mortal immortals. Facing a powerful person like Guanyin, they are not even ants.
However, they dared to risk being punished by Buddhism and ate Tang Seng.
For such a big sin, the consequences must be quite serious.
"All deserve to die!"
Guanyin said in a deep voice.
"Bodhisattva atones!"
The little demons begged for mercy again and again.
"I can spare you."
"However, you must tell me where the yellow-robed monster is."
Guanyin ordered with a cold face.
Xiaoleiyin Temple was also a major disaster on the journey to the west. The yellow-robed monster was carried under the Buddhist gate to Mount Tai'a in order to serve as a stepping stone for Monk Tang.
However, in the original plan, the yellow-robed monster only had to be willing.
After all, he and Tang Seng were both members of the Buddhist sect. They just pretended to be pretentious and put on a show with each other.
Who knew Tang Monk would die again?
Of course, Guanyin's arrival was not just to save Tang Monk.
Participating in the disasters during the journey to the West is also to earn merit.
However, the price of a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill is too expensive.
This disaster was another loss.
Guanyin was unhappy, so at least she had to take it out on the yellow-robed monster.
"Our king has run away a long time ago!"
A little demon smiled bitterly.
"Run away?"
Guanyin frowned and immediately counted with his fingers.
Then, his face suddenly became even more ugly.
"Damn it, how dare he seek refuge in Beiju Luzhou!"
Guanyin glared at Tianpeng, wishing to beat Tianpeng to death with one palm.
"hehe."
"Bodhisattva doesn't need to look at me like this."
"Buddhism kills donkeys, but betrays the yellow-robed monster first."
"This time, Tang Seng's death was the fault of his men again. Of course he did not dare to return to Buddhism."
"Only Beiju Luzhou can save his life. If you were a Bodhisattva, you would make the same choice."
Canopy is not afraid of Guanyin.
He finally figured out that Buddhism could only secretly protect Tang Monk on the way to the west, but could not directly intervene.
If he were no longer around, Tang Seng's journey to the west would be impossible.
How many nine-turn rejuvenation pills can be given to Monk Tang in Buddhism?
With this level of consideration, Tianpeng does not need to be afraid of Buddhism at all.
At worst, he and Roller Lian would have withdrawn from the westbound team before they reached Lingshan.
In this way, Buddhism would not dare to attack him directly.
"Tianpeng, don't forget the agreement between Our Lady of Wudang and Buddhism."
"No matter what, you must help Tang Monk reach the West."
"Whether he will eventually become a Buddha or not is up to Monk Tang, but the journey to the west must be completed."
Guanyin said with a dark face.
"Of course."
Tianpeng nodded and said: "No need for Bodhisattva to remind me, I will do my best."
"This is best!"
Guanyin hummed softly and dropped a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill to Tang Monk.
With the effect of the elixir, Tang Seng came to life again.
When Tang Monk saw Guanyin, he immediately knelt on the ground and worshiped devoutly.
"Oh, just take care of yourself."
Guanyin just cast a disappointed look and turned to leave.
Tang Seng curled his lips guiltily and said to himself:
"I really can't blame the poor monk, these little monsters are too powerful."
He suddenly looked at the canopy and said with envy:
"It would be great if a poor monk could also practice magical powers."
"This way the poor monk doesn't need anyone else to protect him."
Hearing this, Tianpeng smiled.
"I can teach you. Are you sure you want to learn?"
Tianpeng smiled maliciously.
Tang Seng nodded repeatedly, completely unaware of what Tianpeng's smile meant.
"good."
"I will teach you now."
"However, cultivation depends on talent. How far you can practice depends on your fate."
Tianpeng agreed without hesitation, which made people suspicious.
But Tang Monk is not included.
Buddha and demon are incompatible.
It doesn’t just refer to the stance, but also the cultivation techniques and methods.
Tianpeng was originally a god, but before he became a demon, he also made a lot of efforts to become a great demon.
Just like becoming a demon, his state of mind and cultivation methods are completely different from orthodox cultivation.
Tang Seng is a disciple of Buddhism, and what he will practice in the future must be Buddhism.
But if so, he practiced the demon clan skills in advance, which would definitely run counter to the orthodox Mahayana Buddhism.
In the future, setting foot on Lingshan Mountain and coming into contact with Buddhism will not be as simple as abandoning your cultivation.
The most direct thing is, breaking the bones and peeling the skin is light.
Obviously, Tang Seng did not know these profound principles.
He was still absorbing the demon clan's Taoism taught to him by Tianpeng with great interest.
The white-bone spirit on the side looked at Tang Monk lazily.
In her eyes, the thin layer of Buddha's light that originally lingered on Tang Monk's body was being swallowed up by evil spirits.
It was replaced with a layer of black air.
"Monk."
The white-bone spirit uttered two words lightly and closed his eyes again.
However, Tang Seng was still stupidly and crazily absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, completely unaware that he was getting further and further away from Buddhism.?