0623 Life and death are bearish, if you don't accept it, do it!
Bailong and the others went all the way down and found the Journey to the West team outside Pingding Mountain.
Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were all walking. They were used to walking.
If it weren't for the Western Heaven's rule that they couldn't fly, they would have disappeared long ago.
But Tang Sanzang was different. He lost all his cultivation and had a woman's body. Without the white horse, traveling over mountains and ridges was too life-threatening.
Why Journey to the West?
Tang Seng also couldn't figure out this problem. Just like giving birth to a child, why men and women need to cooperate is really difficult to understand...
The three great Bodhisattvas stared at him with murderous eyes, and he didn't even dare to say anything about taking a break.
However, this is the moment.
Chang'e and Luoluo, the princesses of the White Dragon and Seven Clothes, stepped on a huge colorful cloud and flew down from the top of the cloud.
When the three great Bodhisattvas saw the white dragon, they couldn't help but tremble.
"evil……"
Manjusri Samantabhadra did not say the next word, just because Bailong is now the Taixu Emperor, whose status is far above them, and he really cannot be messed with.
Ahahaha, ahahahaha!
Manjusri Samantabhadra stepped forward and laughed loudly.
"Congratulations, Emperor, on your promotion to the Great Emperor Taixu!"
"Emperor Taixu, what do you want to do when you come here?"
Bailong looked at Manjusri Samantabhadra with disdain.
The attitude is just different!
There is only one level difference between King Jie Ling and Emperor Taixu, but they are worlds apart. Manjusri Samantabhadra's attitude towards him has also undergone a 180-degree change.
"Manjusri Samantabhadra, you are so forgetful. Didn't Patriarch Hongjun ask me to come here to follow you on your journey to the West? I'm here now."
oh?
Of course Manjushri Samantabhadra knew what Bailong was here to do.
But on the journey to the west, there simply cannot be more of him.
If Bailong is allowed to follow the journey to the west, things will be very serious. How can we continue the journey to the west?
With his second turn of wisdom, Bailong had already seen through Manjushri Samantabhadra's thoughts.
I'm just afraid that he will cause trouble...
Bai Long smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, you two. I am just completing the mission of Grandmaster Hongjun. His Majesty said that he would go to Tianwaitian for a while and have a good talk with Patriarch Hongjun. I can't accompany you for thirteen years. It's so troublesome.
It won’t last long.”
oh!
Manjushri Samantabhadra nodded.
It's okay to say that, even if you worry about it for one year, it's better than worrying about it for thirteen years.
In other words, why didn't they think of such a simple thing?
Bailong is now the Great Emperor of Taixu and is one of the Four Imperial Guards. How come he has accompanied the Journey to the West team for thirteen years?
Even if he wanted to accompany him on his journey to the west, would the Jade Emperor agree?
Worry too much...
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Chu Karma was standing aside, watching Bailong's eight ladies cuddling happily beside him. Chu Karma didn't know what was going on, but he always felt a little unhappy in his heart.
sin...
Hahahaha! Ahahahaha!
Manjusri Samantabhadra smiled slightly and asked in unison: "Emperor, are you going to turn into a horse?"
Become a horse?
Upon hearing Manjushri Bodhisattva's question, Tang Xuanzang, who was under the clouds, felt his legs go weak and sat directly on the ground.
It's better to be in human form than to be a horse.
Bailong is no longer a king now, he has become an emperor. Even if he turns into a horse, does Tang Monk still dare to ride him?
Moreover, horses weigh much more than people, so it’s very tiring to carry a sedan chair...
snort!
Bailong looked at Manjushri Samantabhadra with disdain.
"Why should I turn into a horse? Isn't it good to just exist in human form?"
oh?
Manjushri Samantabhadra did not dare to ask any more questions and could only curse secretly in his heart.
If the white dragon doesn't turn into a horse, then what's the point of traveling to the west? What's the point of doing this?
Manjusri Bodhisattva opened the plan for the journey to the west, pointed to the top and said: "You must have horses for the journey to the west. You were originally the first choice, and Fang Ming was the substitute who joined later. But you fought with me, Buddha, and Fang Ming died. Only
Maybe you turned into a horse."
snort!
This is what the Journey to the West Calamity Plan says, but Bailong doesn't care about that.
"Don't show it to me, I don't want to see that thing! What does it have to do with me whether it's a plan or not? Besides, what did Patriarch Hongjun say about turning me into a horse? He just said that he wanted me to follow him on his journey to the west."
Well?
Manjusri and Samantabhadra looked at each other in confusion again.
also!
As long as Bailong is not angered, Journey to the West can continue normally, no matter what!
"Then Emperor, it's up to you, just take care of it."
snort!
Bailong sneered.
Tathagata can give him a fifty-fifty fight, but what about Manjushri and Samantabhadra?
If you don't care about life and death, do it if you don't accept it!
Manjushri Samantabhadra is a person who knows current affairs.
Bai Long waved his hand, took out a cultivation pill, shook it in the wind, threw it down, and used the art of mediating creation in the thirty-six transformations to turn the cultivation pill into a large villa.
Mediating creation is the first of the Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang and the highest magic power of Taoism, because it is the magical power of creation.
Mediating heaven and earth, Xuankan creates things, using nothing to create things, and using death to live.
Back then, Empress Nuwa relied on this magical power of creation to create the entire human race.
Bailong turned into a small villa, simple and simple.
Bailong flew down from the clouds, took out a ginseng fruit, and threw it to Tang Monk.
"Xuan Zang, eat it
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, you will become a mid-stage Earth Immortal, you will be immortal, and you will have magic power."
Uh-huh-huh!
Tang Monk's head was nodding like a wavy drum, and tears were rolling in his eyes.
It seems that among the three realms, only Brother Long is kind to him!
None of this was said!
Tang Monk hugged the ginseng fruit and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother Long, don't say anything anymore, everything is in silence!"
Um!
The three great Bodhisattvas didn't know whether to stop him or not at this time.
Tathagata can't offend the white dragon, so how can they try?
Ignore it for now.
Let’s wait until Tang Monk and his disciples arrive in the West…
Love so much!
I saw that Tang Monk had eaten the ginseng fruit, and the soul in his body was wrapped with a layer of Nascent Soul, and he had reached the middle stage of the Earth Immortal Stage.
The three great Bodhisattvas closed their eyes helplessly.
In the middle stage of Tang Monk's Earthly Immortal Period, it's so weird that I haven't even thought about it!
I've become a half-immortal, and I'm still going to the West to fuck you, meow?
However, everything cannot be said, because the opposite side is the white dragon, which is my Buddha's nightmare, the most coquettish, slutty white dragon...
The three great Bodhisattvas can only accept this fact silently.
Just keep an eye on Tang Seng and make sure he is walking forward, not flying forward.
Chang'e and Luoluo, the princesses of the White Dragon and Seven Clothes, both landed in the villa yard.
Bai Long said loudly: "Four brothers, let's set off and go to the west!"
ah???
The four masters and disciples of Sun Wukong once again looked at each other.
This villa suddenly appeared, and there were four long poles on the four sides. What I said was very clear...
The four masters and disciples of Tang Seng, with old-society expressions on their faces, placed their luggage in the corner of the villa. When they came to the four corners, they lifted the villa and put it on their shoulders.
"One two one...one two one!"
The villa moved slowly. Bailong hugged the eight ladies, looked back at Luoluo and said with a smile: "Luoluo can play by himself, don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Father has not slept for two days and two nights, so go and get some sleep first."
Um!
Luoluo nodded obediently.
How could she want to play?
Luoluo's favorite thing was to sleep. He turned around and ran to the chair under the umbrella to lie down, then fell asleep.
However, this sleep is not that sleep...
Tang Monk and others wanted to cry but had no tears.
This is not Brother Long following the journey to the west, this is a living father!
This villa is so big that it can't fly if you carry it on your shoulders. You can only move forward step by step.
The key point is that the pole on the shoulder is still vibrating rhythmically, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which is really uncomfortable...
Tang Seng looked at the old society and shouted loudly: "Disciples, listen to my command and move forward!"