Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 530

Chapter 530 The difference between Duhua and Purdue

“Although I seem to be a little unethical, he is a monster, a monster that can kill and eat people.” Gao Taigong’s face was burning, his chest undulating violently, and he whispered softly.

For this kind of guy who can be pinched to death with one finger, Vegett can’t even get angry.

“Zhang Heng, for the sake of your father’s face, I remind you, hurry up and pack your things and leave immediately. If the monster returns, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around, and even after you go back, you will be caught by you. Father scolded.”

Zhang Heng was surprised: “Dare to ask the Great Sage, what is the origin of that monster?”

“One of the six westbound men appointed by the saints was once a marshal of the heavens who was equal to your father.” Vegett said secretly.

Zhang Heng’s cheeks twitched abruptly, he reached out and put countless red threads in his sleeves, summoned a pile of gold and silver jewelry, and piled them up in the courtyard.

“Grandpa Gao, your fairy’s background is too big, and I really don’t dare to provoke it. You have to collect these gold and silver, and we will have no future.”

Gao Taigong burst into death, and hurriedly threw himself in front of Zhang Heng, crying bitterly: “My god, you are my last hope, how can you leave me? You don’t want to listen to the gibberish gibberish, a pig demon That’s it, what background can there be?”

“I am a pig demon, but you really look like a dog now!”

A sudden sound of footsteps sounded in the hearts of everyone, coincidentally with their heartbeats, making many servants’ faces flushed.

Gao Taigong was even more full of energy and blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Pig…Pig demon!”

Gao Taigong looked terrified, holding the crutches tightly in both hands, his body trembling.

“I am not a pig demon, I am a canopy!”

A burly middle-aged man walked from the mansion gate.

Looking up at his old friend many years ago, he smiled bitterly: “I made you laugh, this is a ridiculous farce.”

Vegett was inexplicably heavy, and shook his head and said, “In the end, this kind of ending…why did you want to become such a big five and three rough?”

“A monster in the form of a wild boar has turned into a handsome and extraordinary scribe, don’t you think it is strange?”

“I don’t think. On the contrary, I think you have this kind of thought, which is very strange.” Beget said: “Really, this image now doesn’t match you very much.”

Canopy didn’t want to argue about this issue anymore, and instead said: “Back then, on Zhuxiantai, thank you. Although, I didn’t change my destiny.”

Vegett did not speak, there was silence between the world and the earth, except for the sound of wind.

“The Heavenly Master teaches Zhang Heng and has met the Marshal.”

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Xiaotian, who has been left aside, was quite embarrassed and walked forward and bowed his hands in salute, with a humble expression.

The canopy’s indifferent gaze swept at him, but it made his body tense subconsciously, his back became cold, and his heart was very frightened.

He was sure that even if the opponent killed him on the spot, it would be difficult for his father Zhang Daoling to seek justice for him.

“What are you doing? Didn’t you tell you to leave before?” Vegett thought for a while and scolded.

Zhang Heng was relieved with a cold sweat on his back, smiled gratefully at Beijit, and brought a group of disciples to the sky.

“When did you become so kind?” Canopy frowned, somewhat grandiose.

“Even if I don’t say anything, can you really kill him?” Beijit laughed and said, “After all, he has a lot of love with Zhang Daoling.

Canopy nodded and turned and took a step: “The front yard is full of trouble, let’s go, I will take you to the back yard, and see Cui Lan by the way.”

Vegett said, “This grandpa, why didn’t you kill him?”

“Xuan Zang is the god of death and disaster. Wherever he goes, he will spread wherever he counts, and wherever he will kill.”

“Now that he has come to Gao Laozhuang, there will be countless people with ghosts who will look at Gao Taigong, wanting to gain benefits.”

“Except for me, Cuilan is the only relative between heaven and earth.” Tianpeng paused and said in a deep voice: “So, anyone can kill him, but I can’t.”

“Beauty, Hero Tomb, I want to see how beautiful Miss Gao’s birth is, she can actually fascinate you to such an extent as a mortal posture.” Begett said without hypocrisy. To catch up.

In the villa, there are many palaces, divided into two areas, the front yard and the back yard.

A group of people from the Gao family lived in the front yard, ranging from the head of the house to the general sweeper.

There are layers of restrictions in the backyard, and when you look at it, the divine glory shines from time to time, a bit exaggerated.

“You don’t want to, in order to stop a mortal, arrange so many formations.”

Entering the backyard, Bai Longma widened his eyes and asked in surprise.

Tianpeng slowly shook his head: “These are not for Gao Taigong. It’s just a mortal, and I don’t deserve to be taken care of by me.”

“Then who are these things prepared for?”

The canopy took a deep look at Sanzang and said word by word: “A few years ago, when I entered Zuigao’s house, Buddhism came to the door without dispersal.”

“First, a group of eminent monks and great virtues appeared, and they wanted to influence Gao Taigong.”

“It’s a pity that Gao Taigong has no feelings for Buddha and has no plans to believe in Buddhism.”

“Later, they even set the target on Cuilan, and they used all means to make it profitable.”

“Once, because of my little negligence, they almost succeeded in doing it.”

Seeing everyone cast their eyes on him, Sanzang smiled bitterly and said, “That kind of transformation is actually an insult to these two words. Fundamentally speaking, it is more appropriate to use the word slavery.”

“In addition, I practiced the Mahayana Buddhism and practiced the Purdue Way. It has nothing to do with this insidious supernatural power.”

Duhua and Purdu are only one word apart, but they are the fundamental differences between Hinayana and Mahayana Buddhism.

The former is achieved by mana and supernatural powers, while the latter needs to be influenced by precepts and deeds.

In terms of effect, the former is much stronger than the latter, and it is precisely because of this supernatural power that Buddhism can maintain its current status.

However, even if so, San Zang did not like this supernatural power, and bluntly called it insidious, regardless of his identity as a Buddhist disciple.

I have to say that his current mental strength is much stronger than before, and he doesn’t have so many scruples when he speaks.

At the moment, with inexplicable emotions, everyone withdrew their gazes, walked silently, and unconsciously came to a grand palace.

The door of the palace was not closed, and the white yarn was faintly visible inside, fluttering with the breeze, like a sea of ​​white clouds.

Within the sea of ​​clouds, a cloud bun was piled up without any plunder, and the jade face had not washed the dust, but a piece of orchid heart remained, very depressed.

With a round face, slightly curved eyebrows, and wavy eyes, a thin and timid girl in white clothes sits cross-legged in front of a jade case, rests her chin in her hands, and wanders away. *