All Heaven and Worlds Bookstore System

No, it doesn't seem right.

Yang Xiao suddenly remembered that outside the bookstore, Zhen Yuanzi was trying to lean on the old and sell the old, pretending to be an expert and wanted to enter the bookstore.

At that time, Yang Xiao didn't eat this set and stunned the goods.

Thinking about it now, Zhen Yuanzi, this fellow, seems to be really not a serious person.

But now looking at Zhen Yuanzi's Tathagata, Yang Xiao suddenly felt very good.

Lovely old man, tut, good good.

Anything that can't be seen clearly is an excuse, Zhen Yuanzi, this guy is obviously on purpose.

As for the reason, it's probably because you can't get used to the style of the Tathagata.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you, call, forget it, don't care about you."

Tathagata who was so angry that he didn't know what he thought of, took a deep breath of air pressure and lowered the anger in his heart.

A sly color flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and he smiled and said: "Actually, if there is a fire, it is easier to hold back your body if you are angry. If you are small, do you want to send it out?"

"I, uh, I sent, the Buddha kingdom in the palm, the palm of the big sky, the method of removing demons, the palm of the thousand shadows..."

Tathagata, who was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, attacked Zhen Yuanzi with his head and face, his powerful destructive power shook the sky and the sky was shone with Buddha's light.

The rest of the people in Wanmo Mountain were frightened and hurriedly left the vicinity of Tathagata and Zhenyuanzi.

"If you can't beat me, if you can't beat me, it's up to my means, the power of the soul."

Zhen Yuanzi was triumphant and didn't go to hide. A monstrous old tree appeared behind him, hanging down a ray of light to protect him.

The Tathagata who had attacked the meeting madly gave up, gritted his teeth with anger, among the quasi-sages, Zhen Yuanzi's defense was definitely the first.

Some of his Buddhism Buddhas who specialize in cultivating the body are no better than this guy.

"This is not the Zhenyuan Great Immortal in my heart, who is a master of the immortal family. This is a crazy old man who makes death."

Yang Xiao wailed in his heart, but his instinct told him that this was the real Zhenyuanzi.

Just like Monk Sha, he was just pretending to be seen by others.

Similarly, Zhenyuanzi's solemnity is also the image he wants to show in front of ordinary people.

In front of the powerhouse at the same level, Zhen Yuanzi returned to his truest appearance.

"Huh, look for Jizo, he should still be in this mountain."

After speaking for a long time, he glared at Zhen Yuanzi, and Tathagata ordered.

Fighting with this old man is simply unpleasant, and doing business is important.

"Buddha, what about the treasure in this mountain?"

At this moment, the quasi-sage who had been at Wanmo Mountain spoke.

Frowning, Tathagata's eyes flashed slightly: "I can find something, let me see."

The quasi-sage nodded, took out a sword-like elixir, and handed it to Tathagata.

After taking a few glances, Tathagata's face was shocked and said: "It has a strong sword intent, what kind of elixir is this, why have you never seen it?"

Suddenly, the Tathagata thought of a certain possibility, and he couldn't believe it and exclaimed: "Could it be that this sacred mountain really landed outside the sky?"

Having lived for so many years, those treasures of the Three Realms, such as those from the Three Realms, are rarely known.

But now he just took out a piece of grass and he didn't recognize it. Doesn't it mean that these things may not come from the Three Realms?

Before, the Tathagata had only looked at the contents from a distance through the formation, and was not sure, but seeing it now, he found that he really didn't recognize it.

Feeling the breath on the grass carefully, the Tathagata's complexion gradually became a little dignified, as if there was a slight difference.

"Little Tathagata, do you also feel something different? This fairy grass does not seem to belong to the Three Realms!"

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi spoke, with some curiosity in his eyes, and looked up at the sky.

The Tathagata was silent for a moment, and then ordered: "Don't care about the Jizo, get more treasures on the mountain, the Jizo dare to appear, then it will not be too late to arrest him."

Secretly, Yang Xiao's eyes flashed and nodded, he wanted to take the treasure, he had a chance!

The formation he threw into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain was not only for protection, but also had many attacking formations.

The Tathagata and others must consume a lot of mana on the way to get the treasure, and when the consumption is about the same, it is the time to deal with them.

Of course, Yang Xiao didn't expect to kill the Tathagata and the others. That was unrealistic and impossible.

Yang Xiao's purpose was to teach the Tathagatas a profound lesson, or to trap the Tathagatas and others in the great formation for a period of time.

Tathagata gave the order, and the people of Buddhism immediately began to move, searching for treasures in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

There are three quasi-sage peaks and four quasi-sages who are in the late stage, and no one dares to provoke Buddhism.

On the interpretation side, Antarctica Immortal Weng brought two heavenly emperors onto the stage, and the Ghost King and the others hurried away, leading his men to run away.

Then came the treasure hunt time of the various forces. From time to time, people clash and fight, and blood stains the magic mountain.

When there was a mess on the side of Wanmo Mountain, Baolin Temple, Tang Sanzang and others had already arrived.

The monks in the temple refused to let Tang Sanzang and them enter, and were beaten one by one by Tang Sanzang.

"It turns out that it's not that the poor monks are too weak, it's that the gods I met before are too strong, but the poor monks still need to work hard to beat the gods as soon as possible."

In the room, Tang Sanzang muttered, looking at his fist, very satisfied, with a smile on his face.

Knowing that someone might be watching him secretly, Tang Sanzang pretended to naturally take out the stone Kui Mulang handed over to him.

It is more accurate to say that it is stone, but it is more accurate to say that it is jade. It is translucent.

"How do you use this stuff?"

Tang Sanzang looked curiously, his eyes full of doubts, he was thinking, what the shopkeeper suddenly gave him such a thing for.

Above the Baolin Temple, the Eighteen Garans and others, as well as the Bodhisattva of the Great Power, were all staring at Tang Sanzang.

Seeing a jade appearing in Tang Sanzang's hands, several people couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but didn't think too much, because they looked like ordinary jade.

"Tang Sanzang, the thing is in the stone, you can see it as long as you focus on it, pay attention, keep silent, pretend that nothing happened, they can't hear me."

When Tang Sanzang was puzzled, Yang Xiao's voice came over.

Tang Sanzang stunned slightly, nodding without a trace.

In the bookstore, Yang Xiao laughed. In fact, even if the Buddhists found the jade, it was nothing.

It's just that if they find that they have taken it away, they have to give it to Tang Sanzang again, troublesome.

Holding the jade, Tang Sanzang followed what Yang Xiao taught, and focused on it, silently, a picture appeared in Tang Sanzang's mind.

The picture shows a young man with a watermelon head, doing training.

After a few glances, Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up because he found that the person in the picture was actually doing the same push-ups as him.

"Three thousand push-ups, four thousand jump ropes if you can't finish them."

The young man gritted his teeth and did it one at a time. At the beginning, Tang Sanzang still couldn't see anything and didn't know what it meant.

But later he saw that the young man was a few short of them but failed, and when he jumped up the rope enthusiastically, Tang Sanzang suddenly seemed to understand something.

When Guo Zeng was about to jump rope, the young man made a mistake again, and he roared to kick five thousand stakes.

"The poor monk understands. This is for the poor monk to exercise in the same way. You can also learn to skip rope and kick the stakes."

Tang Sanzang thoughtfully continued to watch.