Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

"Little old man?" This name was quite interesting. Tang Yu sighed helplessly: "You said the old thing. People are the Great Sage of Heaven who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago. He even dared to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace. It must be very powerful. I have no control over labor and management, and one of them makes him unhappy and kills me."

He was determined, and Monkey King would not accept it.

Now that he has a human-immortal cultivation card, he can enter into the human-immortal at any time. He believes that as long as he keeps plundering his luck, there will be more and more good things, and the big deal is to fight monsters or subdue them. This is not also luck. NS?

Tang Yu understood that the so-called Journey to the West was a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism.

As for learning, it's a joke.

Datang has no shortage of these scriptures.

Buddhism just used him to complete the journey to the west, compete for luck, and make Buddhism prosperous.

The land was choked and speechless, and did not speak for a long time. But Tang Sanzang was about to leave on horseback, his little back was very cool, he was still humming a song, and he was still eighteen touches.

The five parties not far away looked at each other, and they were all dumbfounded.

What's the matter?

Hearing the song Tang Yu sang in his mouth, his face suddenly turned green. Why is the lyrics so erotic? Especially his face still has a rippling expression, damn it, is this the look that a monk should have?

Great Leiyin Temple.

Tang Yu's figure appeared in the Xuanguang mirror, and the entire Buddhist School was stunned.

Why is Tang Sanzang so strange?

"Buddha, this..." Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Tang Yufeng Sao's back with a stunned mouth. Hearing the song sang in his mouth, the whole person breathed.

The Tathagata Buddha hurriedly pinched his fingers and calculated: "He is still a golden cicada. He may have come alone. He encountered a catastrophe and received some mental stimulation."

Even his tone became a little uncertain, and he was mentally stimulated?

What kind of stimulus can stimulate people into this virtue.

Looking at the back of his Feng Sao, riding a horse, twisting and twisting, the eighteen touches in his mouth never stopped.

If it were not calculated, he would be Jin Chanzi, and even the Buddha would have to wonder if it was Tang Sanzang.

Thirty-three heaven.

An old man in a gray gown stared at a stone in front of him, frowning.

"What's going on? In the past few days, there was a miraculous crack in the Heavenly Dao Stone, and in the past few days it has been intact." Tai Shang Lao Jun figured it out, but he didn't even figure it out.

This is really weird. You have to know the Heavenly Dao Stone in front of you, but the luck of sentient beings is included in it.

"Variable." Taishang Laojun's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his long gown, Tang Yu's back appeared in his line of sight, and at the same time he kept calculating with his fingers.

The Heavenly Dao Stone made a slight noise, and a small crack appeared again.

Taishang Laojun hurriedly stopped, and he didn't dare to continue the calculation.

"Variables, there are variables." He stared at the heavenly stone with fiery eyes: "But where do the variables come from?"

The Heavenly Dao Stone in front of him slowly returned to its original state again.

It's just that he knew that there were variables, which he couldn't predict.

Don't know if the variables are good or bad?

What changes will it bring to the general trend?

Tang Yu lives and lives just not going back and not accepting apprentices.

The land is really helpless.

In the end, Jintou Jiezhe came forward in person and looked at him majesticly: "Tang Sanzang, what are you going to do?"

Listening to the idiot's question, Tang Yuli ignored him and looked at him with idiot eyes.

"Uh..." Jintou let out his forehead, he felt that Tang Sanzang was so owed, especially the look in his eyes, it looked like an idiot.

"Tang Sanzang, what are you going to do?" He asked again.

"I'll play mahjong and fight the landlords? Karma, Karma, I'm going to Karma, you don't know what to do? You know, then you still ask your grandma a hammer."

Tang Yu directly stunned, this is simply an idiot, what's the matter with himself? They don't know what to do, they ask them knowingly, and they have some idiot questions.

Jin Tou Jie Di was stunned, and I never thought that Tang San Zang would actually talk to himself like this.

His body trembled slightly, it was angry, and he wanted to give him a big mouth.

Although I don't know what it means to fight mahjong and landlords, it shouldn't be a good thing to think about it.

"Let me learn from it, what else can I do? Do you need it, if you don't need it, I will now turn around and go back to Chang'an."

Tang Yu tilted his eyes and looked at him. He clenched the stick tightly, if it weren't for him, he probably would have to get a wheel of the stick.

He took a deep breath and hurriedly recited a few Buddha names, Amitabha, Amitabha.

Why is Tang Sanzang so irritating, and seeing his virtue, his eyes slanted and his neck slanted, he is simply the one who is supposed to be the one in the legend.

Jintou Jiezhe's mood calmed down, and he said, "The stone monkey pressed here needs to be rescued by you. It is your apprentice. This is the will of the Buddha."

Yes, this can't be avoided.

The Buddha moved out.

In fact, Tang Yu had guessed it a long time ago, and he would definitely not be able to escape.

How could the things arranged by the crippled Buddha in Buddhism make it easy for him to go around.

Before I got close, I heard the dead monkey master yell, and it was more cordial than seeing my own father.

Tang Yu came closer and looked at Monkey King carefully.

"Master, my grandson is escorted by Guanyin's will to escort you to the west to learn scriptures, hoping that the master will save me out of the mountains." Monkey King said excitedly, looking forward to the stars and the moon, which can be regarded as a bald donkey.

"How to save?"

Tang Yu asked this because he knew it. In his previous life, he was a fan of Journey to the West. After watching Journey to the West TV many times, he naturally knew that as long as he read the words posted by the Buddha, Monkey King would be able to come out.

"As long as the master reads the words on the Buddha's sticker, my grandson can come out."

"Uh..." Tang Yu let out a forehead, and asked embarrassedly: "What do you say these words?"

When the five parties above heard this, almost none of them fell down.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and was about to cry, big brother, don't you, don't play with me anymore.

"Master, I'm under pressure, my grandson can't see what I wrote."

Tang Yu sighed with regret; "Look, it's not that I don't save you, it's that I can't save you. Besides, the donor, you have made a big mistake, you should continue to reflect on the mountain, Amitabha, goodbye, goodbye, No need to send it."

He hesitated and left without turning around.

Seeing his operation, Monkey King, Wufang Jiezhe and others were all dumbfounded.

But I can't watch him go. The five parties Jiezhe glanced at each other, the golden head Jiezhe chanted the Buddha sticker, and the Buddha sticker flew into his hand.

Monkey King suddenly felt light on his body and laughed loudly: "My grandson is coming out."

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