Fantasy World Transmigration

Tang Sanzan is taller than ordinary people, his face is pale but as shining as moonlight, he is exceptionally handsome, a little thin, and he even has a bookish air that Xuanzang rarely saw, like a Confucian monk, half of which is gentle Elegant, half is unconventional flirtatious.

Such a monk can be called gentle temperament, but the magician saw many dangerous things in his eyes.

In contrast, the blank eyes of Xuanzang today are like a body that has been removed cleanly, withered and weightless. On the contrary, in the eyes of Tang Sanzan, there is a heavy weight. On the one hand, it is a kind of On the other hand, there seems to be a deep fuel to support the burning of the demonic nature that wants to burn this world to the brim.

That is the sincerity, the purest love.

Wukong saw through Xuanzang's double-mindedness, and he said calmly: "It's the time when the king of Yaksha made an appointment, that is, among the countless hundreds of thousands of billions of people, he said Shengmiao Jiata: "Because of love, sorrow is born, and love is born of love." fear; if separated from the beloved, there is no worry and no fear..." On the surface, Tang Sanzan is even more out of the world than Xuanzang, as if he is not a person in the world.

As if hanging from the nine heavens, hanging down from the clouds, transcending all worldly things.

But this kind of power that transcends all the world seems to come from the pain in his heart caused by everything in the world, because of the pain, he transcends the world, becomes real because of the pain, exists because of the pain, and then becomes a madman. It's two-hearted!

The single palm erected in front of the chest of the third funeral is slender and clean, but there is a trace of Abe's clear and dirty blood, as well as the hostility of the eight hundred shikigami monsters, the grievances of the shikigami, or their essence as monsters , all wrapped around Sanzang's body, howling all the time.

Amidst the wailing of the ghosts, the monk became more and more dusty, but he also looked even more monstrous.

Zhuang Bifan was sweating coldly, and said in a trembling voice: "What should I do? Abe died almost without the power to fight back!"

But the magician calmed down, and said seriously: "Wrong and wrong, if you can't kill the Monkey King, you can pay back your money by killing a Tang Sanbu! I don't believe it, he can be more terrifying than Monkey King!"

Tang Sanzan laughed lightly and said: "Before the ninth life, I was a golden cicada. I didn't listen to the Dharma, and I refuted the Dharma. Because the true spirit was reprimanded by the Buddha, he felt resentful and resentful. This is resentment. In this world of reincarnation, he is obsessed with an ordinary woman. This is obsession. Before the truth, he learned that this woman was only troubled by an unknown Bodhisattva, so he was angry. The demon king Wukong broke the palm of the Tathagata and broke my Zen heart. It was despair. Because of one thing, it caused Miss Duan to be robbed innocently. It was guilt. Afterwards, it was paranoid to question Buddhism and go astray with emotion. It is madness for a Zen mind to turn everything around with its peerless magic power. After becoming a demon, all thoughts are ashes, and only one demon is immortal, empty and lonely, extremely lonely.

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"So everything, arrogance, resentment, obsession, anger, despair, guilt, paranoia, madness, loneliness...help me become a demon!"

Vajra Wisdom said in horror: "Master Xuanzang, you must not let your single-mindedness shake your practice for the ninth life!" Xuanzang, who was about to turn gray, just put his hand on his chest silently, and said in a low voice: "I Buddha is merciful!"

Tang Sanzan laughed, pinched Vajra Zhi's head with his backhand, and said in a low voice to Xuanzang: "Return my Buddha's mercy now, waste! Where is the Buddha? The Buddha is nothing! When you are in despair and pain, please beg Is the Buddha useful? It is better to seek the Buddha than to seek oneself... It is better to be enchanted by a single thought than to seek the Buddha in all ways."

"All tragedies happen because you can't do anything about it."

"As its second disciple back then, didn't I just enter reincarnation? Then what about everything in reincarnation? It is tormenting you! Is it useful for you to practice Buddhism? If it is not that I have become a demon. Go out What about you?" San Zan said disdainfully to King Kong Zhi, "You're not a doorkeeper until the end."

"You still talk about saving sentient beings and being merciful. I only see two words of power from the scriptures that are full!"

Vajra Wisdom's eyes were round with anger, the corners of his eyes were cracked, and a line of golden blood and tears leaked out of his eyes. He yelled at Xuanzang: "Master Xuanzang, surrender your heart! Don't let down the painstaking efforts of Bodhisattva and Buddha to save you! ! These two minds are nothing more than the transformation of the inner demon by the outer demon. If the inner demon surrenders, then the outer demon is just a fake and definitely not your opponent."

Sanbuan sneered and said, "Not his match, hehe...Then Chen Xuanzang, if you cultivate for another thousand years, ten thousand years, will you be the match of that monkey? The so-called fate is nothing more than the strong manipulating the weak. Yesterday you Before the illusion, how helpless Zhu Ganglu was when he killed Ms. Duan, and today, Ms. Duan is still powerless to Avalokitesvara, who disappeared in a cloud of trouble!"

"I was born to prevent this powerlessness from appearing again!"

"If I want this sky, it can't cover my eyes anymore. If I want this earth, it can't hide my heart anymore. I want all living beings to understand my intentions. I want all the Buddhas to disappear in smoke!"

Tang Sanzan pointed at the sky and roared angrily: "Tathagata! You say that I despise Buddhism, but what is your Buddhism? What qualifications do you have that cannot be questioned. How can I not be qualified to question you? Today I am a demon, What can you do if you break your Buddha-dharma lies?"

The clear blue sky that was originally clear, with Wukong's shattered palm, the afterglow of the sun's real fire, glowed fiery red in the sky. At this moment, the fiery red rolled again, becoming more and more red, coquettish, bloody, bloody. The clouds were rolling, and the roar of thunder was faintly heard from the sky, but San Zan was fearless, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Zhu Ganglu listened, and suddenly found that San Zan's eyes turned to him, and quickly waved his hands and said: "It's none of my business! Master, this is something you made yourself, and I can only watch from the sidelines on."

Wu Jing also nodded and said, "No matter which one, it is my master."

At this time, the magician exchanged glances with Zhuang Bifan, Hans Zhenren and others, and suddenly made a move. The magician is the one who pursues mysticism among the reincarnated people. Even Zhuang Bifan and others only know him The strengthening system is related to a profession called a mystic. Judging from the name, it should be a strong man on the magic side.

But the reason why mystics are called mystics is because it is always difficult for others to see through the shadows under their veil, whether it is a cover-up or the truth.

So when the magician slowly moved his hands, and magic runes appeared on the fingertips, the complex geometric patterns connected with the runes, and the circle representing closure and transformation appeared as a strange magic circle in the outer corridor, Zhuang Bifan, Mark and others came together Cursed secretly: "Grass...it's actually an enhancement of the magic side of the Marvel Multiverse."

"Interesting gadget!" San Zan looked at the magician with interest.

The magician flipped his right hand, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in the center of the magic circle. The bronze mirror was blocked by the magician in front of him. He shouted at the others: "Do it!"

Zhuang Bifan stretched out his hands, and a black and white magic mirror entwined with yin and yang fish slipped out of his sleeve. He made a gesture with his right hand and raised the magic mirror. Even the real Hans held up a very luxurious mirror with a silver frame. With a large Western-style mirror and a big man's head, Ramir Khan, who was very nervous, muttered words quickly, and a mirror light suddenly shot out from the turban wrapped around his head.

When the magician saw several strange mirrors floating up, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and looked towards Abe with his left hand. A bronze mirror with various patterns of mythical beasts appeared on one side, which was absorbed by the magician in his hand.

"Lend me your strength!" the magician roared.

Zhuang Bifan and others hesitated for a moment, seeing that the three burials had no intention of stopping them, they sighed secretly, and then released the power to control their magic mirror. The four mirrors shot towards the magician like swallows thrown into the forest. The magic circle was constantly running, and quickly split into six shield-sized magic circles each composed of different runes and geometric patterns. The six magic circles formed a hexagon and slowly rotated around the magician.

Wukong was watching the excitement nearby, but he saw some tricks. He smiled and said: "This little guy is quite opportunistic."

Zhu Gangli leaned close to it and asked, "I don't know what the great sage has to teach?"

Wukong said: "The mana practiced by this little guy should be similar to cultivating the divine way, just like the group of great gods jumping on horseback, borrowing the external force of gods and Buddhas, most of the formations in his palm involve space coordinates and energy projection , although my old grandson is not proficient, he has figured out some ways."

"If you want to practice this spell to a high level, you must have gods and Buddhas to cooperate. The essence is to use other forces... This person is also somewhat ingenious. Some magic circles use a wide range of external sources of force. I just I can see that some borrowed the power of the sun, the moon and the stars, and some borrowed the vitality of the earth under their feet. It is a pity that his formation has not been debugged, and the data of the formation is too biased, and the efficiency is a bit low."

"This person probably doesn't have the ability to modify the formation data according to the specific situation at this time and place, so he put his idea on the tools used by some people with higher morals."

"He found those magic weapons, and with the power of the magic weapons, locked some caves with great power... Idiot, what kind of utensils in this world do you think are most suitable for carrying the power of the cave?"

Zhu Ganglu said: "On one side of the tripod town, the mirror is divided into two worlds. Among the many shapes, only the Dharma mirror is born in one world."

"That's right!" Wukong said, "It's not so much a mirror as it is a well. Among the many experimental records passed down by my master, there is such a method of making mirrors, and there is the amazing ability of void to create a well of energy. The principle is just to open up the two worlds and use the power of other worlds and caves."

There was a strange light in Zhu Ganglu's eyes, and he said greedily: "I don't know where those people come from? They can get so many good things. My old pig was also born in the sky, and I don't have such a fortune. The six-faced magic mirror, behind Each has unique abilities, and they are all caves, with the power of that strange cave, can my master hold it up?"

Wukong said indifferently: "The king of monsters I promised myself, how can it be so simple? You idiot, let's see..."