The tens of thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan all held their breath.
What will happen if you steal Empress Nuwa’s magic weapon?
All the immortal families in heaven, seven to eight hundred thousand loose immortals, demons, dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns all also saw the magic weapon of Bailong to remove karma.
Everyone knows about that thing, but very few people have seen it.
It is an accommodating magic weapon made by the Empress Nuwa, imitating the design of mountains and rivers and the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron.
"Empress..."
Just as the Jade Emperor was about to plead for mercy, Empress Nuwa raised her hand and interrupted the Jade Emperor.
"Hahaha, ahhahahaha!"
Patriarch Bodhi looked at Bai Long jokingly and said mockingly: "Nielong, how can you be so stupid again? How dare you steal to Empress Nuwa, do you think anyone will pamper you? You are so presumptuous!"
Patriarch Bodhi is happy.
The White Dragon is the biggest hidden danger in Xitian. If the White Dragon is eliminated, Xitian will have no worries anymore.
Patriarch Bodhi turned around and looked at Empress Nuwa expectantly.
I saw that beautiful face, with the red lips moving slightly.
There are tens of thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan, and their breathing seems to be stagnant.
They have already imagined the scene of Bailong kneeling down and begging for mercy.
However, the reality exceeded their imagination.
Empress Nuwa actually smiled beautifully!
"Zhunti, Bai Long didn't steal that one, I gave it to him."
ah???
There are tens of thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan.
Seven or eight hundred thousand people in the East all stared wide-eyed at the same time.
Empress Nuwa’s magic weapon, the supreme innate treasure, the Qiankun Pot, was given to Bailong?
Oh my god?
Why!
Is it just because he is handsome?
Patriarch Bodhi failed to sue Bailong, and his face turned red again.
Things have changed...
Patriarch Hongjun and Empress Nuwa looked at each other.
"Your Majesty, stop being hostile to Xitian. Just let them continue their journey to the West, and don't disturb us anymore!"
Patriarch Hongjun wanted to talk about White Dragon, but the catastrophe of all worlds was about to come, so he could just talk about it in a circumstantial way.
Creak, creak, creak!
Grandmaster Bodhi, my gums are slightly swollen and painful, maybe because I bit too hard.
Very meow!
Although he sent people to assassinate Bai Long, Bai Long had no evidence.
The losses in Xitian were so great, but the three gods said nothing?
Why!
What the hell!
Patriarch Bodhi wanted to break his head, but still couldn't figure out why.
simply
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, Patriarch Bodhi stopped thinking about it, stared at Bailong angrily, and roared: "Evil dragon! The Lingshan Mountain also collapsed, and the three thousand Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Fudo Mingwang also died. Are you satisfied? Tang Monk was drowned.
,What do you propose!"
What to do?
"What should I do if I love you? Do your family's affairs have anything to do with me?"
Well?
Patriarch Bodhi suppressed the anger in his chest.
There were 200,000 people in Lingshan, and now 800,000 people came from the east, so there was no need to fight.
It was at this time that Nuwa Empress said: "Bailong, think of a way to resurrect Tang Monk, and treat it as an apology to Xitian."
Um?
When Empress Nuwa spoke, Bailong had to listen.
At this time, Tang Monk's soul was no longer Jin Chanzi's soul. Twenty years of his human memories had been superimposed on the soul of a stranger.
To save Tang Monk and allow Tang Monk's soul to return to his underwater body, we must have Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill.
But before Bailong could say anything, Taishang Laojun glared at Patriarch Bodhi, turned around and said respectfully: "Empress, Zhunti has been plotting against Dongfang for many years. No matter what, I will not give them the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill."
well…
Empress Nuwa and Patriarch Hongjun shook their heads slightly.
The grievances between the West and the East are too deep and cannot be solved for a while. The more mediation here, the more difficult it is. Maybe if they were not here, the two parties would not quarrel.
"We don't care why Monk Tang is alive. Anyway, the task is given to Bai Long. Bai Long, just watch and do it!"
As the words fell, two rainbow lights pierced the sky.
Ding dong!
At this moment, a message came from Bailong's mobile phone.
Empress Nuwa: Bailong, just give me a favor and save that Tang Monk! I and Patriarch Kunpeng can also say more good things about you. (The three beautiful expressions behind)
Whoever Bailong doesn't give face to, Nuwa Empress has to give face to, at least now.
Emperor Taixu: Yes! Your Majesty!
Bailong put away his phone and looked at Patriarch Bodhi coldly.
"If it hadn't been for the words of Empress Nuwa, I, the emperor, would have said nothing to save Tang Monk!"
snort!
Evil dragon!
Patriarch Bodhi swallowed down his anger, turned his head, looked at the 200,000 Xitian people behind him, and roared loudly: "What are you doing here? Go down and dig up scriptures, and dig out everything in Xitian!"
Woo woo woo…
The monks in the Western Heaven are full of grievances.
They really want this unit to close down, and they really look forward to going to work in heaven.
In the same company, why are the bosses so different?
Woohoo!
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Two hundred thousand people from Xitian rushed towards Yunxia, took out their magic weapons, and dug up things in the sand.
The Jade Emperor's expression was calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
This fight was perfect, fully reflecting the momentum and toughness of Heaven.
The spiritual mountains have collapsed. From now on, Western religion will no longer have the basis to challenge the balance!
All this must be attributed to his son-in-law.
The Jade Emperor stepped forward, patted Bai Long on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Everyone, let's disperse, and go back to your places! This is all a misunderstanding! We in Heaven and Xitian still value peace.
!”
I misunderstood you, meow!
Patriarch Bodhi, Tathagata, closed his eyes helplessly.
People say no?
Listen!
This is not what people say!
Lingshan is like this. The mountain reaching the sky has turned into a pyramid. Why?
Do you still have the nerve to say there is a misunderstanding?
The monks in the Western Heaven were also filled with anger.
Why do they look down on such a good boss?
However, they were even more angry with Patriarch Bodhi.
It was originally fine, but I had to send someone to assassinate Bailong, and I couldn't wake up even after eating a hundred beans.
Everyone says Bailong is cheap, Zhunti is even cheaper than Bailong!
Seeing the scattered immortals from all over the world, the Qilin Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the Dragon Clan, the Demon Clan, and the gods from all palaces leaving one after another, Patriarch Bodhi spat out a mouthful of blood.
Cough cough cough!
At this moment, no one came forward to help Zhunti.
They were afraid of being beaten and that Zhunti would vent all his anger on the nearest person.
Bailong pushed Lingshan and was not held accountable?
Where else can we go to reason? Where else can people go to reason with us?
Manjushri Samantabhadra cleared away the karma, and the three of them clasped their hands together and said loudly in unison: "Uncle Master, the poor monk has returned to Heishui River. Wait for Tang Monk to be resurrected and continue on his journey!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Without waiting for Patriarch Bodhi's approval, three streams of light pierced the sky.
The monks in Xitian couldn't help but cheer up at this moment.
This time things are serious, Zhunti, how are they going to be tortured? There are tens of thousands of monks and hundreds of thousands of Buddhist soldiers in Lingshan. I simply cannot imagine it.
Suddenly, Patriarch Bodhi roared angrily.
"Hurry up! Dig everything out! Let's rebuild a spiritual mountain!"
Woo woo woo…
Tears overflowed from the eyes of the tens of thousands of monks in Lingshan.
Daleiyin Temple has just been capped and now, the entire Lingshan Mountain has collapsed.