Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 726

Chapter 726

“Whether you have this ability is not by words, but by actual actions.”

Vegett took the conversation and said, “Do you want to give it a try?”

“How to try?”

Vegett said: “Looking back is the shore, which can make him stand up to the Buddha, but you must be the first to be the shore before we can achieve the latter.”

“From now on, abolish the status of Daomen as the state religion, change Mahayana Buddhism as the state religion, set Sanzang as the leader, abolish all Taoist officials, punish all Taoist priests who have made mistakes, take the initiative to make sacrifices to the heavens, apologize to those innocent monks, and sincerely repent…”

“So and so, when you can make the monks believe in you again, it proves that you have really turned your head back, otherwise, everything is just acting!”

After listening to what he said, the king was not doing anything, but the old Taoist exploded first.

Vegeta wanted to lay the foundation of the Dao Sect.

If everything he said was realized, Daomen would really have to lose even his underwear.

Well, Theravada Buddhism is also a loser, just a little decent.

“Your Majesty, don’t listen to this monster’s nonsense.”

The old Taoist priest pointed to Sanzang and said: “Speaking of the leader of the Mahayana Buddhism, this monk is a mortal body, so how can it be!”

Vegett rolled his eyes: “San Zang is a mortal fetus? You really blinded your dog’s eyes! He is a guest from heaven, and he walks in the mortal world for the sake of all living beings. How can you tell me why? Um…you are not blind. You have no eyes at all.”

Vegett is not a good person, he can be said to be handy to bully, in a few words, with a gun and a stick, the old Taoist said that his face is red and his head is green smoke!

Seeing him almost crushing the silver teeth, Sanzo stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead, gently pulling Vegett.

To be honest, the current atmosphere always makes him feel that they are the villains.

Vegett looked back at Sanzang, read the thoughts in his eyes, smiled and stopped talking.

Always give this upright monk a bit of face.

“You both have their own reasons, so it is really difficult for a widow to make a decision.”

In the original book, King Chechi is a fencer, and now he is even more capable of playing a wall.

He evasively said: “So, you’d better discuss the Fa by yourself. Whoever has higher strength will listen to whoever is more powerful.”

“On the law…”

The veteran Taoist glanced up and looked up at Vegett: “I still have two younger brothers, who are the masters of Taoism. Can you dare to gamble with the three of our brothers?”

The meat show is coming…

Vegett was shocked, knowing that this difficult moment has reached the most critical moment, the climax part of the original book, Che Chiguo’s fight!

“I want to see what this so-called Taoist God has become.” Beijit said with a smile.

What does it mean to become…

The old Taoist almost didn’t let him die, so he turned his head quickly and stopped looking at him.

“Tai Shang Lao Jun is as anxious as a law!”

Turning his hands, he summoned two yellow amulets. The old Taoist gods chanted the curse, and the runes spontaneously burned and turned into a pile of ashes.

“You said, are these guys idle?”

As an orthodox uploader, seeing him behave like this, the canopy couldn’t help rolling his eyes, lighting a summoning charm, and chanting Laojun’s name Dry hair?

Vegett laughed, waved his hand and said, “Perhaps this is his ceremony. It is almost the same as when the courtiers call our emperor long live every time the court meets.”

“Don’t say anything about rituals or rituals, I think this is just showing off, first tell the onlookers that I use the old man’s spell.” Xiao Bailong said straightforwardly without thinking.

Vegett nodded to him: “Dragon, you may be the truth.”

Just as they talked quietly, two thunders suddenly sounded in the air, which frightened Vegett.

Looking up, I saw two celestial clouds flying in the dazzling sunlight.

Your uncle!

Vegett cursed secretly in his heart, copied out the Flying Dragon Staff and smashed it.

“Bang, oh…”

The flying dragon stick seemed to hit a wall and flew back.

And within those two fairy clouds, a Taoist priest fell abruptly, with a blue nose and swollen face, and even a few broken teeth.

“Damn it, you dare to sneak attack on this Daoist.”

The Taoist priest was dressed in a linen robe with a long face and a sheep-faced beard. After standing up straight, he looked at Vegett with fire-breathing eyes.

Vegett’s expression was plain: “Just come out on the stage, no one will stop you, but why are you still shooting in the sky when you come out? I really think you hit the sky, it’s equivalent to hitting the world?”

Although Son Goku and others don’t understand what it means to hit a tube, they understand what the latter sentence means.

So I understood this sentence, suffocating a smile, uncomfortable, and couldn’t help but shrug his shoulders.

Sanzang wanted to laugh, but couldn’t laugh more. He couldn’t even move his shoulders, and patted Vegett’s back lightly: “Beget, don’t talk nonsense.”

“For the sake of the monk’s face, I will let you go first this time. By the way, you are still there,” Vegett said, pointing his finger at another Taoist who came down from the cloud.

“Ahem.”

When the people came together, the monarch Che Chi coughed a few times and solemnly said: “Now that there are all the people, let’s stop talking nonsense and start fighting directly. Monk, national teacher, what are you going to compete with?”

The veteran Taoist first said: “Since the beginning of the spring, my Che Chiguo has not had a spring rain, monk, can you dare to compete with me for rain?”

Sanzang turned to look at Vegett, saw him smiling brightly, nodded to himself, and settled down: “Yes.”

King Chechi was overjoyed, and the singing in the trick was not as exciting as he has experienced now, and he immediately ordered people to cast a high altar in the imperial garden and place an incense case.

Before long, the high altar was erected, Huang Fan was facing the wind, an incense burner stood on the incense table, and a few bundles of cigarette incense were placed next to it.

It’s just that the pig’s head in the middle of the table makes Beijit look at him, how dazzling.

Subconsciously turned his eyes to look at the canopy, only to see that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

At this moment, Vegett had no idea how to comfort the canopy.

What is even more guilty is that he actually has an urge to laugh out loud in his heart.

Sin, sin…

It doesn’t work, let’s just laugh for a while.

Turning his head and laughing silently enough, he turned his head and patted the canopy on the back.

“Don’t mind, in this life, you are not surnamed pig, you are still the majestic canopy marshal.”

Under his comfort, the canopy’s complexion was indeed a little better, and he said softly: “That said, but for a creature like a pig, I can’t help but feel a little strange. Forget it this time, who will dare to use a pig in the future? Sacrifice, I will sacrifice him alive.”

Seeing him with a low expression on his face, Vegeta gradually couldn’t laugh, and stretched out his hand on his back and smoothed it out: “Don’t hold yourself back, you will get better in the future.”

It’s amazing. Under the smoothness of his hands, the air in the canopy’s heart seemed to be spit out, and he said sincerely: “Thank you, Vegeta.”*