A series of slaps made Tang Seng burst into tears and several of his teeth chipped out.
Fortunately, Tang Seng is now in the middle stage of true immortality.
Fortunately, Tang Monk wore the golden body of King Fudo.
Otherwise, if Manjushri Bodhisattva slaps him, Tang Monk's soul may be shattered.
"I don't believe you will beat me to death!" Tang Monk said with disbelief in his eyes.
snort!
"I can't beat you to death, but I can make you unable to live or die!"
Manjushri Bodhisattva has a wicked smile on his face.
Tang Seng's character has been cultivated by Bai Long, and it is difficult to change it.
Simply slapping him can't make him feel scared anymore, so he can learn Bailong's trick.
Manjushri Bodhisattva instilled one-tenth of his magic power into his right foot.
suddenly!
Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly raised his legs.
Tang Sanzang was locked by magic power and could not move. The bone-piercing pain made him scream like a slaughtering pig.
Yun Tou's Five Directions Revealed Truth, Four Levels of Merit, Six Ding Liujia, and eighteen protective Jialan all clamped their legs.
It is understandable that Bailong always resorts to such underhanded tactics to defeat the strong with the weak.
But there is a huge gap between Manjushri Bodhisattva and Tang Monk. He can be subdued with one finger. How can he use this kind of lowering method?
"Ouch!"
Another kick made Tang Seng burst into tears.
Manjushri Bodhisattva raised the corner of his mouth and said jokingly: "Xuan Zang, can you walk well? Can you overcome the cold weather? Am I a 38?"
Tang Seng gritted his teeth in pain, and his body that was immobilized could not help but tremble.
He wanted to cover his belly, but he couldn't.
Life is like this. If you don't want to travel to the West, you must let him go.
He became a true immortal, but he was not allowed to fly, and he was asked to reach the western sky step by step.
This is too much!
"It's not me who wants to travel to the West, it's you who choose me... ow!"
On the third kick, Tang Seng almost fainted.
Fortunately, Manjushri Bodhisattva's powerful magic locked onto Tang Monk, otherwise, he would have fainted even if he didn't die.
"Answer my question, can I leave? Am I a 38?"
Tang Seng's face was covered in cold sweat, as if it was raining.
It hurts, it really hurts!
If a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, if he continues to kick, the golden body that Brother Long just obtained may be incomplete.
"I'm convinced! I can walk, not to mention the cold weather, and I can walk even with knives in the sky. Bodhisattva is compassionate and possesses hundreds of appearances. How can it be 38? It's a slip of the tongue made by a poor monk!"
Uh-huh!
Manjushri Bodhisattva nodded with satisfaction.
For people like Tang Seng, violence is necessary.
"Then keep moving forward and walk well, no
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There’s going to be a lot of complaining!”
Uh-huh-huh!
The three masters and disciples of Tang Monk looked like they were about to cry but had no tears.
They don't want to travel to the West, force people to work, and beat them?
Is this how Western religions treat workers?
Robber, bully, slave owner?
Creak, creak, creak!
The three masters and disciples gritted their teeth, but did not dare to say anything.
At present, the only option is to survive the last ten years, finish Journey to the West, and go to work in Taixu Ling Palace.
As long as they obtain the establishment of Taixu Linggong and give the three great Bodhisattvas a hundred courage, they will not dare to attack anyone.
Whoosh!
The next second, Manjushri Bodhisattva flew back to the clouds and stared coldly at the bottom of the clouds.
The three masters and disciples of Tang Seng also released their control at this moment.
Cold, biting cold.
This weather is abnormal, it’s winter, even the gods can’t be afraid!
Zhu Bajie sighed and said: "Master, I saw a family on the top of the mountain in the distance. He must be very rich. Let's go get some clothes and come back. That monkey can fly high and has good eyesight. He will definitely be able to find us."
Um!
Tang Seng and Sha Seng also thought so.
If they continue to wait like this, they will turn into ice sculptures before Wukong comes back.
The three masters and apprentices carried their luggage and flashed to the door of the wealthy family.
Tang Monk did not knock on the door, but kicked the door open and entered the courtyard.
In no time, Tang Seng, his master and his three disciples, looked around the whole house.
There are more than a dozen houses here, but no one is there.
The outer hall was very clean, the charcoal pot was still very hot, but no one was there.
"Is there anyone who farts?" Tang Monk shouted coldly.
Still no reply…
Tang Monk ducked into the inner hall and saw three cotton-padded jackets on the table. Not far away, a skeleton was lying on the bed, staring at them quietly.
The three of them were not frightened, and they didn't even care at all. One of them picked up a cotton-padded jacket and put it on himself.
The three great Bodhisattvas stared at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.
After stumbling and stumbling, I was able to walk normally in Journey to the West.
But for those who achieve great things, how can it be easy?
Sudden!
The three cotton-padded jackets began to tighten slowly, binding the three of them tightly, unable to move.
At this moment, the entire manor turned into a hole, and thousands of little monsters emerged from the area that had been deserted just now.
These little monsters are all transformed from the Qilin tribe in Luzhou, Beiju, and they follow the Green Bull Spirit to participate in this difficult task.
High up at the end of the cave, above the first place, the green bull spirit looked at the three of them quietly with a smile on his face.
"Where are you bald donkeys? How brave are you to come to my house and steal things in broad daylight?"
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"What kind of monster are you? The poor monk is a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty who went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He was ordered by the Buddha to beg for alms along the way. Isn't it normal to take your things?"
Well?
What line is this?
Qingniu Jing opened the plan for the journey to the west and stared at the difficulty above.
Tang Seng shouldn't have spoken like this.
You should introduce yourself, explain your reasons, and then apologize.
Qingniu frowned slightly and looked up into the air.
Outside the thick mountain, in the sky, Manjusri Bodhisattva stared down and sent a coded message.
"Shi Qilin, since Tang Monk made a mistake in his lines, we have to continue acting accordingly, as long as the general line is good."
All right!
Dialogue is a trivial matter. These three difficulties must be made known to all the gods and Buddhas in the world how difficult it is to journey to the West!
Qingniu stared at the journey to the west calamity plan on the table and read the lines.
"I have long heard that there was a monk in the Eastern Tang Dynasty. After eating a piece of his meat, his white hair turned into black, his body was light and he was free from all diseases. Is that you?"
Um?
Tang Monk stared at the green ox and frowned involuntarily.
Eat his flesh?
However, this is not surprising. Throughout the journey to the West, which monster did not know that eating his flesh can lead to immortality?
But the real problem is that the body in which Jin Chanzi was reincarnated has already died many times. Even if he is swallowed whole now, he will not be able to live forever.
Besides, which of these monsters are real?
Most of them are actors arranged by Xitian, how dare you really eat him?
Tang Monk raised the corners of his mouth teasingly, with a strange smile on his face.
"You monster, you really have no eyesight. Who do you dare to catch? Do you dare to catch me? Do you know who my eldest brother is? I advise you to let me go and let us live in peace. Otherwise, what awaits you will be destruction.
Strike."
Hahaha, hahaha!
"Your eldest brother? Who is your eldest brother?"
The green bull flew down from the high platform and stared into Tang Monk's eyes quietly.
Their eyes faced each other, only one meter apart, but there was no fear in Tang Seng's eyes.
"My eldest brother's name is Bai Long, and he is the Great Emperor Taixu of the West!"
Um!
Qing Niu nodded, but in his eyes, there was no shock as Tang Seng wanted, but instead he was very calm.
It was Bai Long who begged him to act, so what if Bai Long was moved out?
Qing Niu pulled out the sword from his waist, cut off Tang Monk's golden body's right hand with one blow, and threw it back.
"Little ones, take it and make a soup first. Everyone will be immortal, and then slowly eat this Tang Monk!"
OMG!!!
Tang Seng was caught off guard and jumped up in pain, with cold sweat streaming from his forehead.