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Why is it that while the Heavenly Court is guarding Chang'an, it can still let go of the Buddhist scripture collectors played by the reincarnators one after another?

Why did the sutra-protecting sect in Lingshan suddenly turn against the Samsara team in the middle of the journey?

Why can you obtain inheritance just by holding these relics, and why can you only use part of your cultivation while holding them?

Why did Yuan Shoucheng show up at that time in Chang'an and immediately find a group of them, without fear of alerting the enemy?

All kinds of doubts and unreasonable things emerged along the way. Taibai Jinxing did not try to cover up some things, but also did not tell the truth.

Under Meng Qi's gaze, Su Lin took the nine-ring tin staff and brocade cassock into his hands, opened the portal again and put them into the moon world.

Su Lin's eyes opened slightly, and in a daze, he saw a golden cicada shattering and dissipating.

He frowned and continued to check.

Only this time…

He saw the handsome monk whose soul had long been destroyed and could never be repaired, leaving only his will and broken body.

He is there, no matter how much time passes by, he cannot be wiped out. He is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither false nor true.

With his hands clasped together, his lifeless pupils flashed with scenes of the past and present life, and

The last wish.

…

Taibai Jinxing dropped a white piece on the edge of the chessboard, folded his hands and said, "The nine-ring tin staff and the brocade cassock disappeared again."

"Don't worry about it this time, continue, it's your turn." Dongji Qinghua Emperor, wearing a hat and a rosy coat, said.

In the originally glorious and ethereal fairy palace, there were all kinds of people singing and dancing, fishing, playing chess, and roasting monsters.

Zhong Liquan sighed: "I can't help Elder Tang and the others."

"No one wants this." Taibai Jinxing fell down and said casually, "This time they can have a good rest."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault." Yue Lao pulled the red thread into a fluffy shape, pulled it out from the remains of a group of demons and immortals, and complained:

"I shouldn't have helped you shady guys to flirt with Marshal Tianpeng's love in the first place! It was against the law of heaven to cause him to be trapped by love."

"Rest. To put it nicely, it's called rest. To put it badly, it's called useless. Monsters and ghosts are not as cruel as us gods."

The Barefoot Immortal glanced at Yue Lao, who was grumbling and pulling the red thread into more and more confusion, and patted the other party's shoulder helplessly.

"It's almost time to achieve perfection." Yue Lao's eyes were cloudy and lifeless. He looked at the messy red thread in his hand, took out a pair of scissors and cut it off, saying:

"You tell me, why do we have to wade through this muddy water? Why do we have to wade through this muddy water?"

"Now you're pretending to be a good guy, okay, I'm the one who did the bad things anyway." Taibai Jinxing put down the chess piece in his hand, showing no interest at all.

In the Lingxiao Palace of Heaven, the music suddenly became quiet. The immortals and gods cast their gaze over, but no one spoke, not a word was spoken.

Taibai Jinxing stood up and looked at the ancient mirror that could observe the three realms. The sky was constantly collapsing and the light that swallowed everything flew towards the outer sky. The scar of the sky that had been chaotic and void since ancient times now had a fleeting white color. .

He whispered to himself: "Because we have no choice."

‘Nine-nine-nine-eighty-one tribulations, the poor monk’s calamity is not yet complete, so he should have this tribulation. ’

‘Taibai, this is possible, but you have to watch out for Cuilan. Don’t let those bastards take advantage of her. Cuilan is the daughter-in-law of my old pig Ming Matchmaker, no matter what. ’

'Master and senior brothers are going, so I will go too, just to have some peace and quiet, and tell the Emperor of Heaven that I have long wanted to throw his broken glass cup! ’

‘I sawed off my horns, took off my scales, and became a horse, which can be considered as a remedy for my half-life misdemeanor. Going this time is considered a meritorious service. I only hope that the Heavenly Court can attribute this merit to the Sihai Tribe in the future. ’

‘Hey, it’s just a little thing, Taibai, I can’t help myself when to sleep, I can’t feel free to get up early and sleep late. My old grandson is finally enlightened, hehehe.'

Life and death, death and life.

Illusion and unreality, change and destruction are impermanent.

Five hundred years will be in vain after all.

"Sun Wukong" Taibai Jinxing walked out of the Lingxiao Palace carrying a clear and smooth whisk, looking up to the sky: "Great Sage."

"When did you notice it?" Su Lin wiped his hands with a towel and couldn't help but ask.

Tang Seng's master and apprentice were ambushed outside Lingshan Mountain, and their identities were extracted by unknown means, and the relics were used as mission props in the reincarnation space.

The reincarnated person has acquired the status of a Buddhist scripture seeker. As long as he completes the final Buddhist scripture search from the West and goes through the formalities, he can inherit the luck and merits on the westward journey.

Will Heavenly Court just let the other party control it? Obviously impossible.

While their thoughts were ups and downs, Su Lin and others looked at the neatly arranged golden hoops and other things, and couldn't help but fall into silence. Even the roasted lamb chops with oily skin and golden flesh didn't even have the time to sprinkle chopped green onion and cumin.

"Taibai Jinxing once said that the nine-ring tin staff and golden hoop prepared by Lingshan can steal luck. After he left, I explored these inheritance objects provided by the reincarnation space." Meng Qi replied.

But at that time, all he detected was chaos and some fragmentary information.

If it is the real Yuanshi Tianzun or he does not care about the cost, he should be able to see the secrets.

Even so, it also proves in disguise that these weapons used for inheritance are much more than just inheritance of cultivation and magical powers.

"Remember when we were in Chang'an City? None of us could store these things at that time, not even Shi Hao." Meng Qi pointed at the golden hoop and said, he still had half a sentence to say. over.

Except for some cheating guy.

"No wonder I was about to run away with the mission props, and Yuan Shoucheng jumped out with his back legs." Su Lin was putting the magic weapon in the golden hoop into the system backpack by the campfire, and then taking it out again, repeating this process.

After a while, he saw that there was no movement in the sky, so he put the cassock and tin staff in the system backpack and returned the other weapons to everyone.

Meng Qi smiled and said, "Mostly because I'm afraid that you will really run away."

The key items that affect the overall situation suddenly lost contact. It is estimated that the group of gods in the sky were considering whether to eliminate them as unstable factors.

Klein stared at the magic weapons, then suddenly took out a coin and threw it into the sky. When the coin landed, it happened to be stuck in the dirt in the middle.

He continued: "Probably from the moment you chose your identity, the above learned about you. The original Huasheng Temple was not only the layout of the reincarnation space, but also the first step in heaven."

Su Lin smiled when he heard this and couldn't help but clapped his hands. Then his expression became a little complicated: "In this kind of killing situation, whoever comes in will die."

"That is not only the magic weapon left by Master Xuanzang and others, but also the fusion of the remaining traces of their bodies and souls."

Supernatural powers and cultivation do not come out of thin air, nor are they provided by the reincarnation space, but are things that Tang Xuanzang and his party deliberately left on it.

Perhaps this was not the case initially, and existences such as Tang Monk and Sun Wukong are not impossible to resurrect.

But from a certain moment, in order to regain the merit and luck of traveling to the west, or to delay the time for the powerful people who entered the sky and disappeared without a trace.

With the help of heaven, the disciples and apprentices entered the situation, integrated their bodies, cultivation, soul, and will into the magic weapon and gave it to the reincarnation space, and began to allow the reincarnations who arrived in this world to obtain cultivation and inheritance. .

There must be something behind this.

Klein played with the coin and said, "All gifts from fate have already been marked with a price in secret."

"There is no free lunch in the world." Meng Qi sighed, and at the same time he looked at Han Li: "Fellow Taoist Han Li, I still have a lot to learn from you in terms of caution."

Everyone nodded. This was the only person who didn't hesitate much and immediately suspected that there was something wrong with these things and refused to accept them.

Until now, Li Huowang has been playing the role of Sha Wujing most of the time.

Han Li smiled and shook his head slightly: "You can't leave Huasheng Temple without choosing an identity. After all, from the beginning of this game, someone must enter and inherit the position of the chess piece."

If there is not enough foundation, there is no point in being cautious. Sufficient strength is the way to deal with all changes.

"So, are these things a big problem?" Lu Mingfei looked confused and asked, pointing to the dragon scale sword.

Not only did he become a dragon, but he also had a conspiracy inside.

"It's a big problem for the group of reincarnators in Lingshan." Su Lin walked to the campfire, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and said, "It shouldn't be a problem for us."

I just don’t know how Lingshan is doing now. It’s not that exaggerated. It should be.

Su Lin was in a complicated mood and left this question behind: "There are many involved here, and the magic and current reasoning alone are not enough to get a full picture."

If I had to describe it, Xuanzang and others now have not even a single bit of true spirit left, only residual obsessions and magical powers engraved on the magic weapon.

The mission announcement of the reincarnation space is also somewhat ambiguous.

"Huo Wang, can you please let Zhuge Yuan come out?" Su Lin asked.

He tried to apply for permission to use Li Huowang's external brain.

Li Huowang was slightly surprised. After he realized what he was doing, he nodded in agreement.

With his current level of cultivation and the amount of innate energy stored in his body, he can naturally use the properties of his mind to cultivate Zhuge Yuan for a long time.

After a while, a tall and thin man dressed as a scholar in white walked out of the air holding a folding fan. He looked at the surroundings, raised his hands to a few people he knew and said:

"Brother Li, Brother Su, Brother Meng and everyone else, long time no see."

Li Huowang was about to inform Zhuge Yuan of the current situation and ask him for help, when he heard Su Lin on the side suddenly speak.

"Wait a minute, Brother Zhuge, can you shorten your hair? The kind of short hair that modern people have."

Zhuge Yuan was stunned and said with a smile: "Of course it's possible."

Soon, Zhuge Yuan changed his hairstyle. When others were confused, Su Lin took out another pair of glasses and handed them to him, indicating to Zhuge Yuan to put them on.

"Brother Su?" Li Huowang was confused.

"Stop your smile and don't have too much humanity in your eyes, like Qing Wanglai did before." Su Lin's eyes lit up and he said, "Push up your glasses, um, read after me."

"Mortal wisdom."

Zhuge Yuan pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose expressionlessly and said, "Mortal wisdom."

NICE! Su Lin gave a thumbs up.

Meng Qi suddenly realized it and said: "So it can still be like this? Not bad!"

Li Huowang: "."

Lu Mingfei: "."

Klein: "."

I hope that after Zhuge Yuan leaves later, these two guys will not tie Qing Wanglai here to play role-playing.

"We still need a lolita control and a good person." Su Lin asked Meng Qi, "How is Song Shuhang?"

Meng Qi nodded and said: "That little friend Zhang Heng from before, you can contact me after you complete the mission here."

"A beautiful female assassin..." Su Lin's eyes stayed on Lu Mingfei for a moment and then moved away.

Lu Mingfei cracked his knuckles and forced a smile: "Get back to business, you dull soul."

Zhuge Yuan adjusted his glasses and said: "Xiaosheng guesses that probably in the later stages of Journey to the West, the reincarnation team playing the role of Buddhist scripture collectors is no longer the original team, so the soul-drifting team will hunt them."

"You mean seizing the body?" Su Lin had speculated on this possibility, but how could he seize the body without even a bit of true spirit?

"The Devourer of Destiny you met on the road gave me some inspiration."

Zhuge Yuan said:

"Fate, Xiaosheng's world also has this kind of thing. Perhaps through the influence of these magic weapons and the methods of the gods, the fate of the team of reincarnations who accept the inheritance can gradually become assimilated."

"Or, if you think carefully about all the monsters and monsters that you encounter on your way westward, you will either be a Bodhisattva or go to heaven to find gods to help you. There are many things that can be done in the process of helping, and some remaining souls will also be implanted into reincarnations. Possibility within the body.”

"The history books of those years must have discovered the clue, so the previous Samsara Team was intercepted and killed by the Soul-Dang Team."

"Xiaosheng speculates that the more times a magic weapon is used, it will be affected in some way, causing the final merits and virtues to be transferred to the home world. Chang'an City is a screening tool. The stronger the team, the less it meets the standards of heaven. They will be assassinated, and only the weak teams will be released, because they will rely on the cultivation in the magic weapon."

"As expected of Brother Zhuge." Li Huowang praised.

"No, these are just the wishful thinking of Xiaosheng." Zhuge Yuan smiled and looked at Su Lin: "Brother Su, can you return the folding fan to Xiaosheng?"

"You really don't think about resurrection?" Su Lin said regretfully.

When Li Huowang heard this, he looked at Zhuge Yuan with some hope.

"No." Zhuge Yuan smiled freely and said, "It's just a lie, but it's true. How can I not live a good life with Xiaosheng's three old bodies?"

"Brother Li, it's time for me to go. I can see you starting to explore other worlds. Xiaosheng is happy for you."

The mood in Li Huowang's eyes was a little low, but he didn't insist on leaving the other party, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Zhuge."

"Take care." Zhuge Yuan's figure shook for a while, and then disappeared into the air.

Meng Qi nodded slightly and said, "I think this speculation is more reliable. Do you want me to go to heaven to verify this?"

Previously, Taibaijinxing left a way to go to heaven. If he wanted to go, he could arrive with just one thought, but he had to make some preparations in advance.

"No." Su Lin remembered that the Danghun Team called him a weird thing, clapped his hands, sat down and continued to eat:

"Our master and apprentice's westward journey will begin to accelerate."