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

Tang Yu was upset.

Divine spirit splits, this is simply something that can't be solved.

Could it be cut off that trace of soul?

Insufficient, life and death are unpredictable, even if he does not die by chance, he will completely become an idiot.

All the struggles and everything you have will be in vain.

He couldn't do this at all.

But is it possible that the decomposing soul will replace itself in the end?

Without everything that belongs to me, are I still myself?

At this moment, Tang Yu stood silently, motionless.

Hongjun stared at Tang Yu, feeling that he was a little strange, didn't he mean that he didn't care about sentient beings in the Three Realms? Why is there such a sad expression.

"If Tang Sanzang can, I really hope that you and I will let go of your prejudices for the time being. I hope you can join hands with me to prevent the expansion of Guixu. Otherwise, if the Guixu grows like this and swallows sentient beings, then all sentient beings in the Three Realms will be destroyed."

Hongjun sighed and said: "At that time there was no you, no me, no familiar people. Everything was buried in that chaotic catastrophe. Is this result what you want?"

"Perhaps, at that time you could be detached and fearless of the chaos. But what is left in the end?"

"All things return to the ruins, and the world is destroyed. Only oneself stands at the end of the long river of years, watching the world reopen and reincarnation reshapes."

"Will you feel lonely at that time?"

"Looking back to the past, the old is gone, looking to the future, there is nothingness."

"Only you are immortal in the long river of years!"

Tang Yu looked at Hongjun blankly, and suddenly remembered what the Great God Pangu said in Guixu at that time.

If it is an endless and vast world, would you be alone?

Tang Yu suddenly smiled: "Do I believe what you said? You synthesize the way of heaven. Even if the chaos appears, you are dependent on the way of heaven."

"All the lives in the newly opened world are your slaves. This is what you said to me at the time, isn't it?"

Tang Yu squinted his eyes slightly: "It's still the same sentence, what does the emptiness of the Three Realms have to do with me? I just want to protect the people around me."

"Maybe you are the Lord of the Three Realms. Your existence maintains the order of the Three Realms and protects the balance of the Three Realms. But you hurt the people around me. I don’t care what great achievements you have done. That has nothing to do with me. All I care about is me. people around me."

"Perhaps it's more selfish to say that, but I still disdain to do things like this." Hongjun said calmly: "The quasi mentioning and receiving are also impulsive, and I don't really want to hurt this little girl. , And even they are willing to provide some magic weapons as compensation. I hope this small misunderstanding can end here."

Now, there are a lot of worrying things in the Three Realms, waiting for Hongjun to deal with it.

If at this time, Tang Sanzang stuck to it, it would be even worse for Hongjun.

So this is not counseling.

This is for the overall situation.

Tang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled disdainfully: "That's it?"

"Big brother, they didn't hurt me, and they gave me a sword." Ling Xue pulled Tang Yu's sleeve and whispered.

Poor girl.

All this is your brother has the strength.

If otherwise, how could they confess so and so and still show you good in every possible way?

Tang Yu rolled his eyes and looked at Hongjun slightly frowned: "If the person next to me is in danger, I will find you. I will find you whether or not you did it."

Threatened by someone pointing his nose.

Hongjun's face was a bit ugly, but he still didn't say a word.

Tang Yu's figure slowly dissipated in Zixiao Palace.

Because of my own soul problem, I am not in the mood to trouble them at this moment.

Tang Yu's heart was shaken, and he still hadn't calmed down for a long time.

Seeing Tang Sanzang's leaving figure, Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Finally sighed helplessly.

As for the ancient Buddha burning the lantern, he was the first to run.

Those who have become major events must see the right time and retreat in time.

Knowing that it's not enough if you can't beat it, it's a moment of courage, and it's hard to achieve a big deal.

He ran back to Lingshan in a hurry.

Looking around with lingering fears.

Without feeling the breath of Tang Sanzang, he was completely relieved.

However, I just lit a cigarette.

A bright and fierce sword light spread.

As if covering the entire Lingshan Mountain.

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern was shocked and stretched out a string of Buddhist beads.

However, under the incomparable sword light, the Buddha beads shattered one after another.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern quickly retreated, still carrying some sweat on his head.

If it hadn't been for the time to evade, I'm afraid it would have been chopped by this sword.

A figure slowly emerged.

The pale yellow dress shook gently.

She stands tall in the sky.

The pretty face was full of coldness, and the corners of her delicate mouth rose slightly, with a trace of indifference.

She stared at the ancient Buddha with an expressionless face.

"Amitabha Buddha, what do you intend to do, Mother Lishan?" Landeng Ancient Buddha said loudly.

"Go to Lishan to capture people away, and wound my disciples. Do you really think that I have no one?" The old mother Lishan pointed at him with a long sword in her hand.

Bursts of terrible murderous aura spread.

Surrounded by power.

It seems that even the space is frozen at this moment.

"Amitabha, the old monk is an unintentional mistake." Burning the ancient Buddha said: "It is wrong for the old monk to hurt the sect. The old monk is willing to make some compensation."

However, my heart began to cry.

He has no magic weapon now, after all, he can't even smoke cigarettes.

In one, look at the murderous look of the old mother Lishan.

Came with a sword.

Obviously I want my own life.

At this moment, the ancient Buddha of Burning Deng became anxious.

However, there was some dissatisfaction with the two saints in my heart.

If they really followed the old monk's method and threatened with Ling Xue, how could Tang Sanzang and the others be so rampant?

"Compensation? I killed you, and I will give you some compensation."

Old mother Lishan waved the sword in her hand.

In an instant, endless power shrouded.

Where Jianmang passed, it seemed to be with the might of destroying the heavens and the earth.

However, the old mother Lishan's aura was well controlled, and all these killing intents were limited to the burning of the ancient Buddha alone, and did not spread to the surroundings.

Burning lanterns look around the ancient Buddha.

He folded his hands together, and a huge golden figure appeared behind his back.

That figure is no different from the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern.

But it is like a giant.

An endless golden light burst out from him.

There was a tremor in the surrounding space.

boom.

The burning lamp ancient Buddha flew out: "Those who make great things..."

The old mother Lishan's expression remained unchanged, her face cold.

Suddenly, a gentle breath filled the sky.

The figure of Mrs. Lishan lived at this moment abruptly.

At the same time, that force rolled up the burning lamp and the ancient Buddha disappeared without a trace.

"Take the lead." The old mother Lishan raised her head and looked towards the sky.

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