Heaven's Last Big Boss

The woman said with a smile: "Bajie, how come you are here, I am looking for you as a teacher."

Zhou Zheng, Nezha, and General Yinhu looked at each other, and all three shuddered, all at a loss.

Chapter 135 Sexy Tripitaka, Online...

This this!

Zhou Zheng's hands were trembling slightly.

He once thought that there was a limit to being a bigwig in women's clothing.

But now he has changed his shallow cognition, and his Dao heart is shocked!

Under the tree, the elder sister named Tang Sanzang sat quietly.

She has a beautiful and dignified appearance, bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin. Sitting under the willow tree at the moment, her somewhat thin figure also reveals a kind of "weak willow" temperament.

Charming has nothing to do with her, and cuteness is almost completely insulated from her.

But just sitting quietly, the sacred and pure feeling surged from her body, making people feel peaceful in their hearts, but at the same time, they couldn't move their eyes away.

This is Tang Seng?

That fat monk named Tang Sanzang?

Zhou Zheng: I'm cracked.

In contrast, the honorary titles given by the Buddhist sects seem to be unimportant; the letter of appointment drafted by Master Guanyin was also conveniently placed in the magic treasure by Zhou Zheng.

He leaned against the door frame, slowly tilting his head to one side, watching Sanzang's sister reminiscing with Uncle Fu there, and goose bumps popped up all over his body from time to time.

"The meritorious Buddha was reincarnated as a woman?"

Xiao Sheng raised his hand and poked his eyes.

Yue Wushuang pressed her fingers on Xiao Sheng's shoulder, with a bit of confusion in her eyes, she looked down at herself, then up at the bulging skirt of the Buddhist master under the tree, her pretty face showed a bit of grief and indignation.

She actually!Boo!

"My dear," Lingqin'er praised with a small mouth, "Brother Yu is so beautiful in a dress."

"It's really good looking!" General Yinhu folded his arms, "Especially that special temperament, why didn't we find out before that the six-path reincarnation disk has this effect, tsk tsk!"

"Amitabha," Hei Xiongjing sighed, "Master Xuanzang sacrificed his life in order to understand the Buddha's rites. I am far inferior to this little monk."

Li Zhiyong said with a smile: "Although people are beautiful, they still feel a little weird."

Nezha grabbed a handful of cards, and said with a smile, "I don't know if that monkey will rip off his scalp when he sees Tang Sanzang's current situation."

An unimportant Jinxian master of the Futian League smiled and said: "Xiaoxian heard that Master Sanzang was trying to avoid the entanglement of the ruler of his daughter's country, so he had to do this as a last resort."

"The lord of the Daughter Kingdom is the real top."

"You said, if Zhan Tan Gongde Buddha hadn't taken the initiative for his daughter, Guoguo, how could he turn himself into a woman? And he still abandoned the previous life's merit Buddha body and re-cultivated Buddhism."

"Is there such a possibility that Tang Sanzang is dissatisfied that he became a Buddha by relying on merit and virtue, and is just a vase of Buddhism, so he was reincarnated and rebuilt? The daughter of the country is just an excuse?"

"Haven't you seen it? The lord of the Daughter Country has been to the Heavenly Court before. It is said that she has worshiped a certain great immortal as her teacher, and she has become an immortal long ago. The obsession with Yudigege has instead become the driving force for her cultivation. "

Zhou Zheng beside the door frame had a black line on his forehead, turned his head and stared at the dozens of Futianmeng immortals in the room.

Are you all so free?

If you don't get rid of demon guards and protect the common people, what kind of excitement are you watching here!

Zhou Zheng said: "Everyone, let's just take a look at it, don't embarrass Master Sanzang too much, let's go."

"Follow the emperor's order."

The immortals hurriedly saluted and retreated, smiling and evacuating from the windows at the back. Before leaving, they each took out their mobile phones and took a few photos, constantly marveling in their mouths.

Hei Xiong Jing said: "The little monk also resigned."

"Hey, don't worry, Mr. Black Bear," Zhou Zheng leaned forward, and held Black Bear Jing's shoulder with a smile, "You and Master Sanzang are also considered acquaintances, don't you want to say hello?"

Hei Xiong Jing smiled and shook his head: "If you don't leave now, I'm afraid there will be trouble later."

"Trouble?" Zhou Zheng was a little confused.

The black bear pointed to the corner of the window sill.

The Taoist who moved the mountain stared blankly out of the window, his vicissitudes of face were full of memories, his staring eyes, obsessive eyes, his slightly pursed mouth with a little nervousness, and his slightly rapid breathing seemed to smell the March. The fragrance of peach blossoms.

Zhou Zheng, Yue Wushuang, Lingqin'er, Xiao Sheng, and Li Zhiyong all tilted their heads.

"Daoist?"

Zhou Zheng called softly.

"uh-huh!"

Taoist Qianshan held the curtains and shook his 1.8-meter-five body, then pulled up the curtains shyly to cover his rough face, and replied with his throat:

"What are you doing looking at Pindao like this, Pindao...would be embarrassed..."

Several people shuddered in unison.

The black bear spirit appeared behind the moving mountain Taoist, and hit the latter's neck with a hand knife, directly clamping the knocked out moving mountain Taoist under his ribs.

"Amitabha," the black bear spirit smiled amiably, "The little monk took him to the sea to wash his brains. You are laughing at me. People who have planted laws are somewhat abnormal in their minds."

After saying that, his figure disappeared in a flash.

Li Zhiyong raised his hand to his forehead: "I'm going to wash my eyes, it's really too bad."

"I think it's pretty good." Xiao Sheng laughed, "I didn't expect Master Sanzang to become a woman and he couldn't escape the trouble of love. Just think about the scene where this Taoist and Master Sanzang got together just now... Uh, I'm going to the toilet !"

Zhou Zheng said: "I will also go to practice, this matter..."

"Zhou Zheng," Uncle Fu yelled outside, "Come over if you have nothing to do, Bobo will formally introduce our master to you."

Zhou Zheng's movements suddenly became a little stiff.

Nezha turned over and went to the sofa by the window, slightly raised his eyebrows at Zhou Zheng, and then stared outside the window under the willow tree.

This is much more fun than hot-blooded comics.

What about this?

What else can I do, I have received so much care from Uncle Fu, so of course I can't refuse such a trivial matter.

And what gender to choose is Tang Sanzang's freedom, and I have nothing to do with Brother Yu, but I just met him on the Westward Journey in my previous life.

With his hands behind his back, Zhou Zheng subconsciously picked up the shelf of Dongji Qinghua Emperor Buddha, and walked to the table and chairs under the tree.

"Uncle Fu," Zhou Zheng said with a smile, "I don't need a formal introduction, I already know him."

Tang Sanzang stood up gracefully.

The hem of the soft monk skirt slipped off naturally, covering her little feet in cloth shoes.

Zhou Zheng raised his eyes subconsciously... He swears to the sky that just taking a look, the dignified face in front of him made his heart tremble slightly.

The most rare thing is that she is delicate, her curves are soft and her body is exquisite.

She opened her mouth, and her lips were actually a natural pink, which perfectly matched with that white to slightly transparent skin.

Even the voice from the top of the voice is so gentle.

"The emperor is very polite," Tang Sanzang said with a light smile, "Is my appearance scaring the emperor?"

"Yes, a little bit," Zhou Zheng said truthfully.

Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, blinked his long eyelashes, and said slowly:

"Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and the same is true of feeling, thinking, formation and consciousness.

"The skin and skin are all external. The relics are the empty appearance of all dharmas. The little monk is male, female, ugly, or beautiful. What is the difference with the original mind? It is just the shadow of my heart, projected into the two or three. knowledge, that’s all.”

Zhou Zheng had a faint gain, put his palms together, and performed a Buddha ceremony to Tang Sanzang.

"That's what the master taught."

Tang Sanzang hurriedly clasped his palms together to return the salute: "The emperor is very polite, but the monk is just defending himself one or two times."

Uncle Fu muttered in a low voice: "Why are they still worshiping each other? Could it be..."

Zhou Zheng jumped onto the branch of the tree with a bang, hugged the branch, and said with a serious face: "Fu Bo, don't talk nonsense! I have absolutely no idea! I have fish!"

Tang Sanzang blinked, and there was a bit of doubt in those eyes, which made Zhou Zheng feel a little guilty in his heart.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly.

Uncle Fu waved his hand: "Hey, Master, sit down, sit down, don't pay attention to him!"

"Bajie," Tang Sanzang said seriously, "how can you be so rude to the emperor?"

"Ah, I..."

"Get up," Tang Sanzang said with a frown, "I'm going to break the rules."

Forbe stood up quickly.

Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, leaned forward slightly, staring at Fu Bo's small eyes with a pair of autumn moon eyes, and said slowly:

"My teacher gave you this nickname back then because you said to yourself that you have accepted the Bodhisattva's precepts and cut off the five meats and three disgusts, and now you have become an envoy of the altar, which can be regarded as a positive result. How can you be so big fish and meat? Is it okay to eat meat or fish?

"Bajie, you and I practice Buddhism for this fruit? For this name?

"Cultivation is for you and me to understand what the meaning of Buddha is, what is the heart of Zen, and then practice asceticism by ourselves, save the world, eliminate demonic obstacles, and restore clarity.

"Nowadays the Three Realms are in troubled times, how can you really be indulgent? Listen to my teacher's advice, you still have to uphold the precepts, set an example for others, and after purifying the dirt in your own heart, go to purify the dirt in the world .

"Need to know..."

After ten minutes.

Fu Bo's eyes were a little dazed, and his whole body was like a ball of meat that had lost its soul.

Zhou Zheng hesitated to talk several times on the tree, trying to help Uncle Fu out of the siege, but he really couldn't find anything to say!

Finally, Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and greeted Zhou Zheng with a smile.

"Dijun, it's your turn."

"What should I... what should I do?"

"Emperor, come and sit."

Tang Sanzang sat on Uncle Fu's seat just now, and patted the seat beside him with a plain white hand:

"The little monk was ordered to come here not only to bring the Buddha's name and gifts to the emperor, but also to tell the emperor the history of Buddhism and the Buddhist precepts."

"I don't need it now, I..."

"Sit!"

Uncle Fu pressed his big hand down, forced Zhou Zheng onto the seat, and immediately said: "Master, you teach him first, and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Tang Sanzang nodded with a smile: "It's time for Wuneng."

Fu Bo squinted his eyes and nodded, and walked to the gate of the villa with his hands behind his back, leaving Zhou Zheng with a pale complexion sitting there alone.

When the gentle and sweet voice of Sister Sanzang came from under the willow tree, Uncle Fu’s footsteps gradually accelerated. After entering the house, he rushed to the window at the back. His body of several hundred kilograms was as nimble as Lingqin’er, and he jumped out of the window and rushed out of the big formation. , disappeared in a flash.

under the willow tree.

"Master, master! May I ask how long we will talk?"

Sister Sanzang calculated it carefully, and said in a gentle voice, "It's not long, it's just the time for a little monk to recite sutras once."

Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again: "How long do you recite the scriptures once?"

"Three or four days."

"I!"

"Emperor, you are now the Buddha of my outer Buddhist sect, and you must keep the oral precepts."

Zhou Zheng turned his head to look into the house, and the several figures looking forward to from the windows all of a sudden squatted down.

Pooh!No more love!

……

So, half a month later.