The son of a man who is not your grandma’s grandma!
What the hell is this?
At this time, all the monks in Lingshan had anger rising in their eyes.
It's all because of Tathagata's inability that this evil dragon grew up to be as crazy as it is today!
Amitabha, I really want to find a place where no one is and cry loudly.
Zhunti Taoist, I really want to stop traveling to the West!
Damn it, if it weren’t for the development of Xitian, this evil dragon would definitely die!
Too cheap!
However, the "Journey to the West" calamity has started, and Xiniu and Hezhou are full of monsters.
If Xitian does not engage in the Journey to the West, will Heaven take over to subjugate demons and eliminate demons and absorb human beliefs?
Design something yourself and put it on someone else’s wedding dress?
Very meow!
Amitabha and Master Zhunti had no choice but to take a deep breath.
Evil dragon!
There is ample time!!!
However, if we take out 10,000 bottles of merit-sacred water, tens of thousands of monks will be owed another year's wages.
Amitabha gnashed his teeth.
This is the second time that Bailong has counted down!
Moreover, in front of all the monks and all the righteous gods in heaven?
brute!!!
I saw Bai Long, holding a golden cicada in one hand and scissors in the other.
"five!"
Oh my god!
The countdown has begun again!
This evil dragon, who is no longer the son of a man with the Jade Emperor's legs, is counting down again!
He is a saint!
In front of so many gods, Buddhas and immortals, openly giving him a countdown?
Amitabha was furious and pointed at the white dragon with his trembling index finger.
"Nie Long! You have to think carefully! If you take these divine waters, you should drink them more carefully!"
"Four!"
Amitabha, I just feel a little difficult to breathe.
Maybe the anger is welling up in the throat and is about to burst out!
"Evil dragon! I am a disciple of Patriarch Kunpeng of Tiandao, one of the six great saints! Even Patriarch Hongjun, the ancestor of Taoism, has never counted down with me, you..."
"three!"
Amitabha went crazy and roared angrily.
"Beast! You are indeed a beast. You don't understand human principles at all! Can you understand human language? I am a disciple of Grandmaster Kunpeng! I am the nephew of Grandmaster Hongjun! You and I are both young and old, how dare you!"
Amitabha's roar is like the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens, rumbling across the Lingshan Mountain!
At the same time, a huge strong wind swept across, making all the gods, Buddhas and immortals present rustle with their clothes!
However, Bailong's face remained unchanged and his heart did not beat.
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The scissors in the middle are directly attached to Jin Chanzi's...
"two!"
Oh my god!
Where did you meet this thing?
This is too tricky!
Amitabha suddenly regretted that he could have just given him 10,000 bottles. It took such a long time.
Now it's like riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.
It would be embarrassing to give Bailong ten thousand bottles of merit water!
However, if I refuse to give it, what can I do?
"Nielong! Although I have heard that your master is the god of Yuwaitian Dao, named System! However, he does not dare not to give face to Patriarch Kunpeng. If you don't believe me, go back and ask!"
Amitabha has no more tricks.
The only option was to move out, Patriarch Kunpeng, who had already escaped from the Three Realms.
That Patriarch Kunpeng was also differentiated from the founding Yuanling.
He is the younger brother of Patriarch Hongjun and the senior brother of Empress Nuwa and Taoist Lu Ya.
Both are cultivated in the way of heaven, and are of supreme honor.
Jade Emperor Sanqing's face darkened at this moment.
Amitabha, I didn’t expect to learn from the Jade Emperor, to move to the Master whenever something happens.
The Jade Emperor did not want to escalate the matter to the level of a dialogue with heaven.
Obviously this is a small matter.
Moreover, Xitian also agreed to return those evil spirits and would never drag anyone back again.
If you have to spare others, spare them.
We are all immortals, but we still value harmony.
"Bailong, listen to your father! What will you look like if you let Jin Chanzi go?"
However, Bailong seemed not to have heard it and raised his eyelids.
"one!!!"
brute!!!
Amitabha, I only felt that my eyes were filled with darkness.
Oh my god!
This is simply too difficult!
Why is it more difficult to measure the calamity this time than to measure the calamity of the gods?
This shouldn't be the case!
"Nie Long! You should destroy Jin Chanzi! I think a female Buddhist scripture collector is also a good choice!"
Little did I know.
Over the past five hundred years, Xitian and Tianting have already reached an agreement on the major matters of the journey to the West.
Moreover, after Taishang Laojun's persuasion, the Jade Emperor also agreed.
Although traveling to the west will not do any good to heaven.
However, it also brings good news to the beings in the three realms, which cannot be said to be a bad thing.
However, no one has ever thought about what the female Tang Monk is?
Wearing men and women together, walking across thousands of mountains and rivers, isn’t it tiring?
At night, can you still reward your three apprentices?
Nonsense!!!
Bailong raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "This is what you said, Amitabha, don't regret it!"
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What you said! I don’t believe you dare to cut off the golden cicada! But I remind you, if you do this, you have to think about the consequences!"
Hum!
Bai Long sneered and clicked the scissors twice in his hand.
Bailong licked his lips and said with a smile: "Then I will satisfy your request now and open the eyes of the gods, Buddhas and immortals in the three realms."
Well?
I saw Bailong's scissors attached to Jin Chanzi's lower body again.
Suddenly, all the gods, Buddhas and immortals present in Lingshan held their breath.
At this moment, Jin Chanzi was suddenly frightened and woke up!
Jin Chanzi struggled wildly and burst into tears!
"Master, save me! Master! Amitabha, save me! I am not a female Tang Monk! I don't want to participate in Journey to the West! Yeah! Let me go!"
However, Jin Chanzi's frantic struggle was in vain.
The little true immortal was not even an ant in front of the white dragon in the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal.
Bailong's scissors began to shrink little by little.
Jin Chanzi struggled more and more fiercely.
At the same time, the screams became more and more miserable!
Physical abstinence is so scary!
Who knows, what kind of fear is Jin Chanzi experiencing at this moment?
The Jade Emperor, Sanqing, Siyu and other deities in various palaces and palaces all clamped their legs together.
This is too scary!
It seems that anyone in the three realms can be offended, but the Spiritual King of the Picket cannot be offended.
It won’t be easy for anyone to move, and it won’t give anyone any face!
Emperor Fengdu, who followed, stood aside and was dumbfounded.
Seeing is worth hearing a hundred times!
I heard before that Bailong doesn't give face to saints.
It seems that what they said is still a bit general.
This is not disrespectful, this special meow almost made the saint cry!
Abba Abba! Gululu Percy Abba!
Abba Abba!
At the same time, the monks in the West also clamped their legs.
I won’t say whether it’s useful or not.
The key is just two taels, it’s still meat!
"You evil beast, stop!"
Suddenly, Amitabha roared angrily, waved his hand and threw out ten thousand bottles of merit water.
"Evil dragon! Let Jin Chanzi go quickly!"
hehe……
Bailong smiled disdainfully.
"You're still pretty tough with me, so what's the use of pretending to be that? Aren't you going to have to compromise in the end?"
Amitabha blushed and remained silent.
At this moment, Taoist Zhunti, the three great Buddhas, the seven great Bodhisattvas, the eight great Vajras, the eight hundred Arhats, the five hundred guardians Jialan, the three thousand Buddhas, the three thousand Jiedhis and other tens of thousands of monks all bowed their heads.