[Ding, it is detected that the host accepts Xiao Bailong as a disciple, changes the plot direction, and rewards "Dragon Order", Good Fortune Pill*1]
[The system encourages the host to actively make new attempts and strive to change the original destiny. 】
[Shenlong Token - the token of the Shenlong clan, it is said to have been left by the ancestral dragon, but was later lost and unknown. It contains a hint of the power of the ancestral dragon, and has the effect of cleansing the blood of the dragon clan and intimidating the demon clan. 】
[Good Fortune Pill - Make up for the original damage, repair the foundation, and recreate good fortune. 】
Tang Sen was shocked! Good stuff, unparalleled good stuff.
The system is so generous!
The Divine Dragon Token and the Good Fortune Pill are each rare treasures.
If the Dragon Clan knew that the Dragon Order was in their hands, they would probably spend everything they had in exchange for it, and they would even reveal their secrets and pay a huge price to snatch it away, using any means necessary.
This thing is really important to the current dragon clan!
Cleansing the blood of the dragon clan and returning to the origin. Although you may not be able to reproduce the power of the ancestral dragon, there is hope that you can become a quasi-sage!
A quasi-sage! He can protect an entire clan by himself!
Now the status of the dragon clan is very embarrassing. They are not trusted in heaven and are a faction of their own. This time they cooperated with Buddhism and sent Longzi to Monk Tang as a mount just to get close to Buddhism and take advantage of the situation.
But if there is a Shenlong Order, there is no need to rely on others to survive.
As for the Creation Pill, it's even more amazing. Although it can't repair the wounds of the Great Dao, it can slowly repair wounds below the quasi-saint level. It also has the power of Creation to nourish the origin and consolidate the foundation. This is the case for countless people stuck in Taiyi and Daluo.
The treasure that the immortal in front of the door can't find.
Trying to change the original destiny? Why does the system say that? Could there be any changes in Journey to the West? Tang Sanzang just won along the way. Are there any variables in it?
Tang Sen couldn't figure it out and lacked the necessary information.
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Tang Sen has always wanted to be open-minded, so just wait and see.
"System, check in Yingchoujian."
Taking advantage of his good luck, Tang Sen wanted to get some more good stuff.
[Ding, check in Yingchoujian, congratulations to the host for getting the "Torre Motorcycle". 】
One or two cool motorcycles appeared in the portable space. They were all silver-white, noble and elegant. The two handles were slightly bent backwards, like horns, just right for holding with both hands. The body was slender and streamlined, with a graceful shape and slightly undulating body.
The whole thing is driven by mana, which is simply a modified version of "Triumph" from the alien demon.
Tang Sen fell in love with it at first sight and gave it a very nice name "Silver Point".
He casually threw the newly drawn ‘Good Fortune Pill’ towards Sun Wukong and quickly summoned the ‘Silver Point’.
Step on the pedal, hold the handle firmly, stretch your body, input mana, step on the "accelerator", and fly away with a roar. As the name suggests, people behind you can only see a silver dot.
Sun Wukong took the elixir that Tang Sen threw casually. He didn't care much at first, but when he took it in his hand, his expression changed wildly.
The power of creation! It is actually the power of creation!
Sun Wukong naturally knows his stuff. After all, he has been in the sky for so long and has taken a lot of Lao Jun's elixirs.
But he had never seen an elixir of this level containing such power of creation. To put it bluntly, this elixir could even be a lifesaver.
My eyes were slightly moist, and I quickly raised my head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. The wind and sand were a little bit strong today.
He understood what his master meant by giving him the elixir, but how could I repay this great kindness?
I can only strengthen my original thoughts in my heart.
"Brother, what are you doing? Come quickly, the master has disappeared!"
Xiao Bailong looked at the master who had disappeared in front of him and the senior brother who was still in a daze behind him. He couldn't move forward or retreat and shouted hurriedly.
"Here we come." After taking the elixir, Wukong smiled, his magic power surged under his feet, and he chased forward.
Master is the eternal Master.
Tang Sen, who was riding a motorcycle in front, was very unhappy. Along the way, trees flashed in front of his eyes, and the howling wind passed by his ears. The shock absorbers hanging on both sides made the motorcycle ride smoothly on the steep mountain road with lightning speed.
The thunder of the engine, unparalleled speed and power, this is the romance that belongs to men!
After walking for a long time, the outline of a Zen temple gradually appeared in front of us, and Guanyin Zen Temple arrived.
Without reducing the accelerator, he rushed straight into the Zen courtyard, drifted and stopped sideways in the front yard. Tang Sen smiled slightly, took out the brocade cassock from the space and put it on, adding a lot of nobility to his whole body, standing
Wait for the arrival of the two apprentices behind you.
Xiao Bailong and Sun Wukong, who were using their magic powers to catch up, slowly caught up. They were watching with their spiritual consciousness all the way, so there would be no accidents, and they did not pursue them seriously.
Seeing the neatly dressed Tang Sen in front of him, the two of them couldn't help but wonder.
"When you are a monk, you should do what a monk should do. There is a Zen temple here. We should go up and offer incense and worship the Buddha. We should not be presumptuous."
Tang Sen said seriously.
Little White Dragon was stunned for a moment after being deceived. Although Sun Wukong also felt that it made sense, he always felt that something was wrong. This was not in line with the style of the master and the poor monk.
Regardless of the two people's reactions, Tang Sen clasped his hands together and waited quietly for the door to open.
"Squeak!" The wooden door of the Zen Yuan slowly opened inward, and a young novice cautiously poked his head out.
Seeing that there were no man-eating monsters around, there was only a gorgeous monk, a black "briquette" in strange clothes, and a handsome young man in white. It was a strange combination. He quickly opened the door and stepped forward to salute.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the east. He is going to the west to obtain scriptures. Both of them met his disciples. They passed by the temple and wanted to go inside to offer incense and worship the Buddha. I wonder if it is convenient." Tang Sen shook his clothes.
, Shi Shiran stepped forward.
The young novice returned the greeting respectfully, opened the door, and welcomed the three people in.
Tang Sen entered first, Sun Wukong followed closely, and Little White Dragon walked at the back.
"Take care of the car, or I'll break your legs."
He threw a piece of silver to the little novice monk and gave him a fierce instruction.
They are just yellow and white things, as cheap as dirt in the Dragon Palace.
The little novice shrank in fear, holding the silver in both hands, neither taking it nor taking it.
He quickly closed the door, caught up with Tang Sen, and led the three of them to the main hall to meet the abbot.
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Mahavira Palace.
"Amitabha, the poor monk of the Tang Dynasty, led his disciples to worship Buddha and seek scriptures in the West. Passing by the temple, he wanted to offer incense and worship the Buddha as a sign of piety, but he couldn't bear to bother him."
When he heard that he was not here to place orders, the abbot let out a long sigh of relief.
These days, landlords don’t have much food left.
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty? He has a great background and a noble status. I guess he is not short of money.
At this time, the young novice who was leading the way also walked to the old monk, told him everything, and presented the ingot of silver given by Xiao Bailong.
After collecting the money and shooing away the little novice monk, the old monk put a smile on his face and looked at the God of Wealth, with wrinkles gathered together, like an old chrysanthemum in bloom.
Once I saw it, I couldn't take my eyes away anymore.
What a sacred and gorgeous cassock it is! It is made entirely of natural silk, dyed with Buddhist teachings, and decorated with countless rare gems. It is dazzling and extremely luxurious.
In the eyes of Elder Jinchi, who has been collecting for a lifetime, this is not a cassock. This is simply faith! Who can withstand such a test!
If I could own this cassock, I would die without regrets!
"Master, it is very hard to come all the way. It is your duty to offer incense and worship the Buddha. Why bother? Please rest in the courtyard for one night. This young monk has done his duty as a landlord. Then, whoever is there, hurry up and prepare a meal."
, the abbot asked the young novice beside him to prepare food.
Leave the person behind first and figure it out slowly.
"It's hard to refuse such kindness, so the poor monk is making trouble." Tang Sen didn't refuse. This was something that was expected.
The monks were surprised that the abbot, who was usually stingy and greedy for money, actually changed his mind today and took the initiative to treat people to dinner. However, due to the abbot's majesty, no one said anything.
After everything was done, master and apprentice Tang Sen rested in the Zen room at night. Tang Sen knew that there would be a good show next, so he couldn't sleep.
At the same time, the one who couldn't sleep was Elder Jinchi who was in the abbot's room.
Ever since I saw Tang Sen's cassock in the daytime, the shadow of that cassock was all in my mind. I couldn't forget it. I kept thinking about it and thinking hard about how to get it.
At night, I summoned a few close disciples to discuss the matter together.
"How about we exchange things for him? The abbot has collected hundreds or even thousands of cassocks. Isn't it possible that we can't exchange him for one?" A disciple suggested.
"I'm afraid this won't work. That cassock is a treasure at first glance. Most people regard it as their life. How can they be willing to exchange it? That Tang Monk has an extraordinary status and is probably a knowledgeable person, so it is impossible to exchange it." A disciple retorted.
Everyone thought the same thing, this plan didn't work, and Elder Jinchi's face became even more sad.
"Otherwise, let's just grab the cassocks."
Just when everyone was racking their brains and thinking hard but without any solution, a light voice appeared.
There was silence, and the monks looked at the person who made the sound.
In the corner of the room, where the light was obscured by shadows, a figure with a sinister look and a lewd appearance slowly appeared.
Monk Guangzhi, a monk who was usually disliked by everyone in the Zen monastery. He always liked to take advantage of small things and did some obscene acts, but he was very good at pleasing the abbot, so he was not expelled from the hospital. Instead, he was quite popular with the abbot.
These words were like opening Pandora's box, and the greed in Elder Jinchi's heart was out of control.
"No, snatching other people's cassocks. How could others be willing to do so? Once word spreads, the reputation of the Zen monastery will be ruined. It's unacceptable." Some more upright disciples objected.
"Then don't stop doing it and kill the people, so that it won't spread. Just pretend it's a fire and no one will know. It's all an accident." Guangzhi continued.
"No, no, you are doing this, where are you going to put our Guanyin Temple! How can people who practice Buddhism have such thoughts of banditry and murder? What kind of Buddha are you practicing!" The disciple was still struggling to retort.
"What if we set a fire and burn the cassocks?" Elder Jinchi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke up.
Everyone was shocked. The abbot was determined. The matter was settled and there was no room for negotiation.
"No, although I don't know the rare treasures added to it, I do know the cassock itself. It is made of silkworm silk, invulnerable to water and fire, and hard to be hurt by swords and weapons."
"If you want to plot against the cassock, just do it at night while Tang Monk is sleeping. When he wakes up and puts on the cassock, he will have no chance."
This sentence completely moved Elder Jinchi.
He stood up and looked at everyone.
"I have decided to burn down the Buddhist monastery tonight in order to seize the cassocks. Who is in favor of it? Who is against it?"
Under this hot and sharp gaze, six of the nine people present lowered their heads, except for three monks who still objected fiercely.
"Guangfa, take the three of them down and lock them in the room. Don't let them out until the matter is completed, so as not to leak the news and ruin the plan."
"Guangzhi, lead the remaining people, prepare firewood and kerosene, and prepare to set the fire. Everyone, success or failure depends on this. If anyone dares to hold back at this time, don't blame me, Jinchi, for being ruthless!"
The monks agreed and went their separate ways to prepare.
No one saw the black light appear in Guangzhi's eyes, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth flashed away.