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The king of inspiration will never rest in peace.

"Fuck, I hate fish eyes the most."

After Su Xun finished speaking, he threw his body down. A few sword lights flashed, and the fish corpse was instantly cut into countless pieces and fell into the river.

Then folded his hands together, compassionately said: "Amitabha, so good."

At this time, in the purple bamboo forest of Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was weaving a flower basket, suddenly felt a whim, so he quickly calculated.

Then his face changed drastically: "My goldfish is dead? Could it have been beaten to death by that monkey?"

She could only count that the king of inspiration was dead, but she couldn't figure out who died.

It can only be speculated that it is Monkey King, because Monkey King is the strongest among the quartet of Buddhist scriptures.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's face is very ugly.

Reminiscent of Bibi's strange things that happened along the way, all of them were unexpected.

I just feel that this journey to the west is not as well controlled as the Buddha said, and my face is cloudy and uncertain.

The king of inspiration is dead, so she doesn't need to weave this basket, and Tong Tianhe doesn't need to go.

But she secretly remembered Sun Wukong's account in her heart. After all, it was the goldfish she had raised for so long, and she killed it as soon as she said it.

On the bank of the Tongtian River, Su Xun doesn't care what the Bodhisattva thinks, it's fine if she doesn't come, but if she does come, he will turn into a troll and give her a hard time.

At the bottom of the Tongtian River, after the King of Inspiration died, the little monsters all trembled and fled in all directions.

Su Xun slashed down with a sword light, and then his figure disappeared in place.

After a while, several corpses of water demons appeared on the water.

He doesn't want this rubbish.

"Master is back."

At old man Chen's house, when he saw Su Xun coming back, the three brothers, Monkey King, all rushed forward.

"Master, what happened to the monster?"

"Is it dead?"

Old man Chen also looked at Su Xun nervously.

Su Xun said: "The monster is a goldfish that ran out of the lotus pond of Guanyin Bodhisattva. It went to the lower realm to kill the monster for the monster. It has already been killed by the poor monk. The villagers don't need to worship him anymore."

"Thank you for your kindness, elder, thank you for your kindness." Old man Chen was very grateful to Su Xun.

Sun Wukong laughed: "Master, if you killed the Bodhisattva's goldfish, the Bodhisattva probably remembered the account, and I'm afraid he will make things difficult for you after he goes west."

Su Xun looked at him sympathetically.

Sun Wukong realized something, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Bodhisattva doesn't know the strength of his master, so the first one will only doubt him.

In other words, he took the blame for his master.

"Master, you are not authentic, how can you deceive your disciples?" Monkey King was anxious.

Su Xun said: "Amitabha, don't worry Wukong, after going west, Bodhisattva will have no chance to trouble us."

This rebellious heart is well known to passers-by.

Old man Chen told other villagers the news that the goblin had been eliminated, and the whole village was overjoyed.

Then he directly shared the food that was originally intended to worship the King of Inspiration as a celebration, and also expressed his gratitude to Su Xun's master and apprentice.

In the evening, the four of them stayed at Old Man Chen's house.

The next day, the four masters and apprentices got up and came to the Tongtian River, and the villagers rushed to see each other off.

It turned out that the boatmen in the village were going to row them to the other side.

Unexpectedly, a huge old turtle suddenly appeared in the river, which startled the villagers.

"Monster! There are monsters in the river!"

"Several elders, please take action to get rid of this monster quickly."

"You don't need to panic, I don't think this old turtle is a harmful spirit." Su Xun knew that the original book was this guy carrying four monks and disciples across the river.

Hearing this, the villagers fell silent.

The old man said: "Elder Mingjian, I have never killed anyone. I have been cleaning up the cave mansion in Tongtian River. Later, the cave mansion was occupied by the king of inspiration. The elder killed the king of inspiration last night. I came to repay the favor. I am willing to carry the elders to the other side."

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and they didn't feel disgusted with the goblins. After all, they depended on the big river for food, and they saw a lot of goblins, as long as they didn't harm others.

"Since that's the case, the four poor monks, master and apprentice will not be polite." Su Xun climbed into the turtle's shell, Monkey King, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Bai Longma also got on.

The old turtle supported the four masters and apprentices to swim to the opposite bank at a fast but steady speed. After reaching the shore, he said: "Elder, I have heard that the Buddha in the Western Heaven has no death and no birth, and can know the past and future. I am here. I have been practicing for more than [-] years. Although I can prolong my life and speak human language, it is difficult to get rid of my original body. Master Wan Wang went to the Western Paradise and asked the Buddha to see when I can get rid of my original body and get a human body. .”

This is still a foreshadowing. Tang Seng and the others forgot to ask for him when they arrived in Xitian, and then took the Didi Dayuan again when they returned to Datang and passed the Tongtian River after getting the scriptures. The old turtle turned his face and was overturned in the river.

Now that Su Xun is here, there are not so many troubles, not to mention that he is greedy for this old turtle's shell.

Then he said: "If you want a human body, the poor monk can give it to you now, but your shell must be given to the poor monk."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 838

"Elder... are you serious?"

Lao Yuan didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, his voice was trembling, a little unbelievable.

"Monks don't tell lies." Su Xun said.

Sun Wukong and other disciples rolled their eyes.

This is the worst time a monk has been hacked.

Lao Yuan said: "The elders please give me a chance. If I can transform into a life, I am willing to give this shell that I have cultivated for 300 years to the elders."

"The poor monk has a transforming pill, which can help the goblin transform into a shape, and I will give it to you." After Su Xun finished speaking, he took out a jasper pill and threw it to Lao Yuan.

It's not bad to refine the shell of this old turtle into a magic weapon, but if it's specially refined into a pot, it's the best of all pots.

The world of foodies is so simple.

Do whatever you want, let alone a small transformation pill can solve the problem.

Journey to the West does not seem to have Transformation Pill. The most powerful one is Laojun’s Golden Pill, which can cure all diseases, improve cultivation, and revive people. When you leave, you should bring more of this local product. OK.

But it was said that the old turtle swallowed the Transformation Pill, the medicinal power exploded, and a soft energy enveloped it.

Not long after, the old turtle turned into an old man with a white beard, with a fairy-like demeanor.

Su Xun glanced at the sky.

It seems that there is no thunder calamity in this world, otherwise the old turtle will be struck by lightning.

"Thank you, elder, for helping me achieve enlightenment. I don't have a treasure, and only this shell can express my gratitude."

The old turtle knelt on the ground, and handed over a pair of shrunken turtle shells with both hands.

Su Xun waved his hand into the system space.

"Just do it yourself,"

After Su Xun finished speaking, he got on his horse, and the four master and apprentice went west.

Lao Yuan respectfully saw them off behind him, and he didn't get up until he couldn't see the figures of the four of them.

………………

Blue Star World, early morning.

The capital of the European Union area, the Three Funeral Temple.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The sound of the bell broke the silence of the Sanbuan Temple, startling a flurry of birds, and the two young monks went out with brooms to sweep the floor, and opened the door of the temple.

Inside the temple, monks from all directions flocked to the main hall for morning classes. There was simply not enough room in the hall, so many of them brought their own futons and sat cross-legged in the open space outside.

These monks are different from Journey to the West, and even from monks in many worlds.

The monks of Journey to the West, young and old, seem to have a gentle temperament and kind eyes.

The monks in the Sanzan Temple are all big and round, with bald heads, bulging muscles, and extremely sturdy. When they walk, their cassocks flutter, and they walk like dragons and tigers.

Some strides are too big, the cassock is completely blown up by the wind, and a black pistol can still be seen pinned to the belt inside the cassock.

Let them change into military uniforms, that's not against peace.

The Buddhism in this world has been completely misled by Tang Seng.

The Dharma they pay attention to is to save people with language first, and if the sins are serious, then they will save them physically.

As long as all the villains are killed, there will be no villains in this world.

If more villains died, the others would be frightened, and no one would dare to be a villain anymore.

This is the best way to fundamentally eradicate crime as evil.

There is nothing wrong with this logic, old iron.

These monks all practice the indestructible magic of the Vajra, and they also have to practice marksmanship and fighting every day.

Otherwise, what should I do if the physical transcendence is not enough, but I transcend myself instead?

Therefore, in addition to reciting Buddhist scriptures, monks have to work hard to practice marksmanship.

There is a special arsenal in the Three Burial Temple, not to mention small pistols, there are even howitzers in it.

Use four words to describe the monks of the Sanbu Temple, that is-all villains (▼ヘ▼#)!

Hundreds of monks sat in a crowded place.

Tang Seng walked into the hall in gorgeous cassock followed by two little novice monks.

"Meet the host."

All monks worship at the same time.

"Amitabha, please get up."

Tang Seng returned the salute, then sat cross-legged in his own position, and began to lecture.

"Today we are going to talk about the Diamond Sutra..."

Morning classes end at 09:30 am, and then go to the cafeteria for breakfast, and open to the public at [-]:[-].

By the way, Sanzan Temple also accepts other businesses, such as bodyguards, delivery and other businesses.

After all, they also want to have a meal.

"Boom~Boom~"

Two bells rang, and the pilgrims who came early and waited for the top incense swarmed in.

The Three Burial Temple is now a real incense flourishing.

Because Tang Seng is a practical person, unlike other sects who can only fool around.

Moreover, Tang Seng has the help of the reincarnation space, which is equivalent to Su Xun opening up for him, and he can exchange a lot of things that Su Xun stuffed in from it.

After these things were reasonably used by him on believers, they all condensed his faith.

Even many high-ranking officials and dignitaries have become regular visitors to the Sanbu Temple.

Tang Seng has also been on TV, giving lectures live.

He is now going out to give lectures, and they are all picked up by special planes, which can be said to be very ostentatious.

Of course, the increasing number of believers in the Sanzan Temple has squeezed the living space of other sects.

You must know that there are many foreign sects.

So these sects joined forces to deal with the Three Burial Temple, Tang Seng just laughed at this.

A reporter asked him what he thought of this matter, and he said: "It's just a group of ants, if they dare to jump up and down, they will die with a backhand."