Unlimited Supreme Live Streaming System

Chapter 167

Tang Seng himself did not notice this.He began to slowly understand the meaning of the system. This system was not just about appearing and completing tasks.It is letting Tang Seng grow, and even Tang Seng has an intuition.

The ultimate goal of this growth is to be called the Supreme.

The higher the authority upgraded by each world's own system, the stronger the initial strength obtained by itself.And judging from the fact that one fragment has been obtained in the system, there may even be a battle of the main god, so all my efforts and live broadcast are for the final preparation.

After thinking about these things, Tang Seng felt suddenly enlightened.

Some understand their meaning.

A wooden plank covers the well.A yellow Dao talisman is engraved on the wooden board.This piece of wood is a bit rough, and some moss has grown around it under the wind and rain.Tang Seng waved his tin staff lightly, and the thick wooden board flew into the air and fell vertically.

It made the surrounding officials click their tongues and talk a lot.

"Is this a fairy?"

"Could it be that Master Tang, what Master Tang is displaying is mana?"

"People who practice Taoism are really terrible."

"Hey. I'm lucky to be able to see it in my lifetime. If I have a chance to step on it, I will definitely not waste my life."

Tang Seng did not speak.

Sure enough, the moment Tang Seng lifted the board, a middle-aged man floated out of the well.

"Give the Xuantian Stone to the poor monk." Tang Monk said.

The man said: "What Xuantian Stone? Who are you? I finally saw the light of day again."

Tang Monk took out a Xuantian Stone and said, "This is the stone."

"Why should I give it to you?" the man said.

The surrounding officials all knelt down to worship the former king.

Tang Seng said: "There have never been any ghosts and gods in this world. In the era of poor monks, it was already a feudal superstition. You can survive because of this Xuantian Stone. Now you can leave this world safely."

The man pondered: "No! My revenge has not been avenged yet!"

Tang Seng shook his head: "There is no need to take revenge, the poor monk has already dealt with the green-haired lion that has turned into your shape."

The man's expression was uncertain, and his expression was in a trance: "But, I don't want to die yet. I still miss my family."

"No, you are dead. All is gone. The king shall be your son. It is time for you to part."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, his eyes were a little rosy: "I'm not willing, I'm not willing to leave like this."

He looked at Tang Seng with difficulty: "At the time of parting. I want to see my family again."

Tang Seng sighed: "Go ahead. Tonight is the time for you to leave."

After saying this, Tang Seng looked at the sky helplessly: "The way of heaven? It is in charge of life and death in the world. You can take monsters as mounts, or release them to harm the world. There is no one to blame you."

Since it has died, why care about it.

As night fell, everyone was waiting in the back garden, a little silent.

Tang Seng looked up at the bright moon in the sky, just waiting.

Another half hour passed.

The middle-aged man came back, his eyes were a little tired, and a little red: "I have already explained what I should confess."

"Since he's dead, let's leave safely." He took a deep breath, and reluctantly looked at the ministers who had accompanied him.There are already many ministers who are no longer here.

[This year's Yuan night, the moon and lights are still the same]

[I don't see the person from last year, and the sleeves of the spring shirt are full of tears]

Leaving behind endless loneliness
The next day, Tang Seng and others put the second Profound Sky Stone into their luggage.Six pieces, two pieces have been collected so far, and there are still four pieces left to complete.

"Master, where are we going next?" Zhu Bajie asked.

Tang Seng rode on the white horse and said: "Go to Chentang Pass, there is the golden body of Nezha."

Sun Wukong, who was walking in front, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Nezha?"

"Actually, the poor monk knows a little about Nezha. I just don't know if this world knows the same thing as the poor monk. You must be familiar with this Nezha." Tang Seng stepped lightly on the white horse.

Sun Wukong paused, looked at Tang Seng and said, "My old grandson has fought this Nezha before. If he fights alone, this Nezha is nothing to be afraid of. But his father, Nata, is a bit troublesome."

Zhu Bajie said: "Hey. Does that mean you can't beat his father because of the tower?"

Drifting shook his head: "Second Senior Brother, what Senior Brother said is that it's just a little troublesome, but it doesn't mean you can't win."

"Idiot." Sun Wukong snorted coldly.

The corner of Zhu Bajie's mouth twitched, he patted his head, and said nothing: "Could it be that my old pig really has no brains?"

Tang Seng felt a little funny when he saw this scene. In fact, this Zhu Bajie was not brainless, but his reactions were slower.It can also come in handy many times.

"Master, why don't you use that green lion as a delicacy." Zhu Bajie asked.

Tang Seng coughed twice: "There is a problem with the ingredients. The poor monk doesn't want to eat that green lion. The poor monk wants to roast a whole turkey."

"Turkey? What?" Zhu Bajie asked suspiciously.

"Turkey is a very delicious thing. If there is a chance, the poor monk will go to a whole turkey."

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong and asked, "Great Sage, how long will it take to reach Chentang Pass?"

Because Sun Wukong has far-sightedness, Sun Wukong is usually responsible for guiding the way.If it weren't for Sha Monk's fault, he could basically arrive in seconds.But speaking, Drifting is also a poor person.

The matter of a glazed cup has taken turns so far, and this psychological problem is still left.

Tang Seng felt that it was still necessary to do some psychological counseling to help Sha Seng solve this difficult and complicated disease.

Tang Seng had also read some psychology content before, such as Wundt, the ancestor of psychology, but this school basically focused on introspection.It’s almost the same type as the ancient proverb “I examine myself three times a day.”

Therefore, Tang Seng always deliberately tried to make Sha Seng adapt, consciously or unconsciously.

Afraid of heights?

It's a bit confusing to say this.

A dignified general would do this.

But if you think about the cause and effect, you feel a little pitiful. There are too many stories in it.It's hard to let go of something once it's affected
"At the current speed, we should be able to reach it before sunset." Sun Wukong said.

Tang Seng touched his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

"Chen Tangguan? The poor monk will come soon."

Tang Seng remembered that Grandma Gu said that the third Xuantian Stone was in the hands of Nezha Jinshen.According to the list of Gods and Journey to the West that I know, Nezha was born after several years of pregnancy.When it was born, it was considered a monster.

Who has ever seen a person who was born after several years of pregnancy, and was born as a sphere, and then turned into a child.

Born to run.

Just horrible.

But if you think about it carefully, according to the ten months of pregnancy, how old Nezha is in the womb in a few years, it seems quite normal to be able to run.

And in the original book, Nezha was reborn with lotus root because he offended the third prince of the Dragon King, cut his flesh back to his mother, eviscerated his bones to return his father, and returned his father's sperm and mother's blood.

Besides Qiankunquan, Huntian Ling, and his three heads and six arms are the most powerful of him.

Thinking of this, Tang Seng shook his head: "I don't know, is it the same as what the poor monk knows?"

(End of this chapter)