The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

When Tang San was buried in the Qingyun Sect, he had no memory of his previous life. He only knew that he was an ordinary warrior monk in the Qingyun Sect.

He knows nothing about Buddhism, but when it comes to fists and kicks, he is invincible in Zen Buddhism!

Not only the Zen sect, but even the other sects of the nine holy lands above the Qingyun sect, stacked together are not enough to fight alone.

The days of doing evil in the Qingyun Sect came to an end one day.

On this day, my personal master, Zhao Qiansun, summoned me. I originally thought that the master wanted to persuade me to study more Buddhist scriptures.

But the master told me another thing!

He was the one who deserved the disaster, Zhao Qiansun, his master, told him so.

Only by participating in a human calamity can one's merits be fulfilled!

The so-called people who deserve disaster are just for the best promotion of Buddhism.

As a member of the Buddhist sect and the most capable person in the Zen sect, who else could I do to promote Buddhism?

Just sprinkling water is just preaching in a human world. Tang San also wants to see who can resist shouting Amitabha under his fists!

But when Tang Sanzong, who was full of confidence, stepped into this human world, something suddenly changed, and the expression on his face became a little strange.

There are many strange memories in my mind.

In these memories, I am called Chongming!

He is a great monk with an extremely legendary experience!

Memories of the past and present life began to emerge. With every step westward, Tang Sanzong would understand the memories of his past life a little better.

The scenes of memories that shocked him made Tang Sanzhan feel unreal. In his mind, this world was the world where he once replaced the immortals and became the way of heaven!

Tang Sanbian couldn't even believe the authenticity of the memories in his mind, because those memories were too shocking!

That great monk named Chongming!

He was once the number one genius in the world of spiritual practice, the first person to kill immortals after Li Taibai, and the first person in the world of heaven who was not an immortal! The last demon king who integrated the demon clan!

Each name is enough for others to brag about for a lifetime, but they are all gathered in the same person.

There is no background, no shocking talent, let alone someone's reincarnation or someone's rebirth.

Chongming is just one of the many living beings. He can reach where he is today only by his iron fist and wisdom!

After the Human Ancestor Hedao Jiuyou, it was he Chongming who led the entire cultivation world!

During the Dao Demon battle, the demons killed did not dare to raise their heads, and the demons were almost wiped out in one stroke.

In the end, when the immortals were even being chased, all the immortal spirits could only flee like crazy, for fear of being killed by Chongming.

Dongxuzi, who was once famous throughout the history of the spiritual world and was hailed as the best in the world throughout the ages, was given to Dongxuzi by himself as Chongming himself!

The magnificent memories in Tang Sanzian's mind made Tang Sanzian even wonder for a time whether he was a mentally ill person in his previous life, and were all the memories in his mind made up by himself?

How could someone be so strong?

This power has reached an unreasonable level!

This memory that suddenly appeared in my mind was so real, yet so fantastic and reasonable.

And Tang Sanzong also found the source of everything in his memory.

An existence that stands at the end and leads an era!

Daozu!

The fact that he was able to enter the demon world and become the Demon Lord relied on the power given to him by Dao Ancestor!

All of this happened when Chong Ming Ge killed the true spirit of the Immortal and voluntarily took on the responsibility of heaven on earth.

When Chongming was forced to incarnate into the world of heaven, he originally thought that what he had done had come to an end.

But he didn't expect that his soul would come to an ultimate place.

At the origin of all things, the monk known as the Taoist Ancestor in the ancient books is waiting for him at the ultimate place!

"Your mission is far more than that. You will meet a person and agree to his request, and I will help you master the power of the Twelve Demon Gods!" Daozu looked at Chongming and stated his conditions.

Dao Ancestor is standing there, but he seems to be standing at the source of Tao. It seems that all the answers in this world can be found in Dao Ancestor!

Chongming wanted to refuse. He was deeply aware of the evil of the demon clan. How could he abandon the light and turn to darkness and master the power that made him feel disgusted?

If you fail, you have failed. As a genius, you can afford failure and the consequences of failure!

At that time, Chongming only wanted to return to Jiuyou and see his master after he merged with the Tao.

Chongming also became the first monk to reject Taozu.

However, Daozu looked at Chongming quietly and said softly: "Everything has its pros and cons. Sometimes, only by thinking from a different angle can you see clearly what the world is like! Go!"

There was no room for rejection. Although Chongming refused, Daozu did not give Chongming a chance to refuse.

An unprecedented power poured into Chongming's body. It was a power completely opposite to "life", and it was also a power that could truly control the power of the twelve demon gods!

When Chongming woke up in the twelfth-grade black lotus in the demon world, Chongming realized that he had become the pawn of Taozu.

Although I don’t know what Daozu wants to do, choosing yourself as a puppet is the real mistake!

Chongming transferred the power of "death" into the twelfth-grade black lotus, allowing the twelfth-grade black lotus to possess spiritual intelligence and give birth to a living being.

As a backup to counter the future Daozu's conspiracy.

And Chongming, who was reborn again, relied on his own hard power and the power of the Zhujiu clan to become a living demon king!

Only then did he and Dong Xuzi painstakingly plan the earth-shaking move for countless years!

Complex memories impacted Tang Sanzang's mind, causing Tang Sanzang to refute himself all the time, how could he be such a big shot?

I am just an ordinary monk in Zen Buddhism, and I am just a small character who can promote Zen Buddhism.

But when Tang Sanbian came to the mountain that was suppressing the Monkey King, he smashed the mountain that suppressed the little skinny monkey with one punch, and lifted the little skinny monkey up from the rubble.

Feeling the familiar power of the Twelve Demon Gods in the little skinny monkey's body, Tang San was extremely sure that he was Chongming!

That power as close as blood forced Tang Sanzian to admit his identity in his previous life.

The moment Tang Sanzong admitted his identity, there was no longer any secret in this world in front of him!

And this journey to the west is just a game for saints!

The purpose is to create another saint with the great merits of the eight hundred side sects that complement the laws of heaven and earth!

In this way, we can deduce the method of creation from the hands of this saint and achieve the grand vision of thousands of small worlds!

After realizing this, Tang Sanzong curled up his lips, and couldn't help but look down on these three sages of heaven and earth.

But now the methods of the three saints above the sky are a little too immature.

He even released the power of heaven and earth to create a saint at the expense of his own origin.

And the only way to restrain this saint was through three ineffective demon cultivators?

A sneer appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth.

It seems that these three saints who are above the sky have not experienced any big storms and do not know the dangers of society.

To be so naive?

Do they really think that the saints they create will really be as they wish?

Stupidly giving up your original power just to act in such a big show?

How did these three saints grow their brains?

If it were in his own time, these three idiots would probably be eaten down to their bones!

The human world here is his home court of Chongming, and the chess piece he once laid out is now being used on himself!

The Chongming of the past is now the Tang San Burial Hall.

Taking advantage of this Journey to the West drama is enough to put you at the top!

As long as Tang San is willing, leaving the earth and becoming a saint is right before his eyes.

From now on, there will be one more saint in the world, and the pattern of this world will be completely rewritten!

It's a pity that there is no one in this world that I want to protect!

Tang Sanzong sighed slightly. The temptation of becoming a saint was as useless in Tang Sanzong's eyes.

Those familiar faces have now disappeared between heaven and earth. Tang Sanzian felt that this world had lost its meaning to him.

Becoming a saint or not is not a big temptation for me.

This new era can no longer carry our old wooden ship.

Tang Sanzian looked at Xie Xinzhi in front of him and said softly: "Give me the thing!"

Xie Xinzhi nodded, and with the blood-red robe flying, a wisp of breeze fell in front of Tang Sanzong.

"Isn't it bad to become a saint? As for reaching this point? There will always be a way after becoming a saint, right?" Xie Xinzhi asked doubtfully.

Xie Xinzhi doesn't understand what the person in front of him is thinking. As long as the person in front of him is willing, there will be a new master in this world in an instant!

And relying on this person's past and present life, becoming the strongest saint is not a problem!

But the person in front of me wants to give up just to repay a request?

"Then why don't you see what those three and a half fools can do? If they can come up with a solution like Small Thousand Worlds, I'm afraid that's the limit of those three fools. This matter can't be solved by becoming a saint. ." Tang Sanzian said in a low voice.

Xie Xinzhi looked at Tang San's burial in front of him, remained silent, and then said, "Although I don't know what this breeze represents, when you gave it to me, I could feel a very familiar aura from it."

The breeze flowed in his hands, and the same familiar aura made Tang Sanzhan feel a little dazed.

A figure appeared in Tang San's mind. A handsome and free-spirited swordsman dressed in white suddenly appeared in his mind.

On the day when the Heavenly Ranking reappeared, I had a brief fight with the former Sword Immortal.

The sword immortal found him, and he did not expect that the sword immortal would appear in front of him with a trace of his soul.

Isn't he afraid that he will completely wipe out the last remaining remnant of his soul?

I originally thought that the thirty-sixth sword immortal was so arrogant, but just standing there made Chongming, who had already achieved the position of Demon Lord, feel extremely depressed.

But when he saw him for the first time, the sword immortal knelt on the ground and paid homage to him with all his body prostrated.

This great monk who was once the best in the world, the swordsman with the grace to kill immortals and the feats of soaring to the sky, is now kneeling in front of him, and Chong Ming feels somewhat unreal.

However, Chongming did not dare to accept this great gift. He turned sideways to avoid the kowtow of the white-robed swordsman, and then half-knelt on the ground to return the gift, and then asked in confusion: "What do you want to do?"

The sword immortal in white kowtowed and said softly: "Please help him!"

"Help him? Why?"

"With his temperament, he is destined to not have a good end for this world, but he can't be left with no one behind him until he dies, right?"

...

Seeing the sword immortal's sincere request, Chongming agreed without any hesitation.

When he agreed, the sword fairy seemed to have completed his mission in this world and disappeared in front of him with satisfaction.

As for Chongming, who was sitting on the throne, his face was uncertain, because agreeing to the sword immortal's request was the condition for him to become the Demon Lord.

After he killed the immortal, when he replaced the immortal and became the way of heaven, a vast force of "death" rescued his soul from the human world.

The Taoist who stood at the end paid the price of becoming the Demon Lord just to wait for a request.

When Li Taibai knelt in front of him, Chongming suddenly understood that it was time to fulfill this request!

Who is he, and why can he be manipulated by two supreme beings to this day?

At this time, Tang Sanzian didn't know. Tang Sanzian knew in his heart that the things he had forgotten were probably also the things forgotten by the whole world.

But Tang San was convinced that the wisp of breeze in his hand was the proof that the sword immortal bent his knees to ask for help for the first time.

It is also what Daozu and this swordsman want to save!

While I did not forget this forgotten thing, I struggled out of the long river of time, borrowed this breeze from the long river of time, and left my memory here in the human world.

The reason is that in this Journey to the West drama, I can use this drama to complete the commission of a great monk!

Each generation has its own mission, and everything they want to do has been done. Now it is just a matter of being entrusted by others and loyal to others!

Tang Sanbian put away his memories, looked at Xie Xinzhi in front of him and said softly: "As a reward for the memory I entrusted to you, I will give you a big gift. Go back, those three boys will become suspicious!"

Xie Xinzhi took a deep look at Tang Sanzong in front of him, nodded, and disappeared in front of Tang Sanzong. The Eye of Punishment condensed in the sky also slowly disappeared.

Tang Sanzong looked at the monk's robes on his body and recalled his three incompetent junior brothers.

Obviously all he needs to do is follow behind him, but he has to complete the so-called eight hundred side doors for this world.

When two people join together, one person becomes a Buddha, and three of the seven Qingyun disciples of the first generation died in an instant.

Let yourself, the senior brother, be a complete failure!

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

...

One familiar voice after another sounded in Tang Sanzang's ears.

Those beautiful days seem like they are still yesterday, but things have changed before our eyes.

Tang San Bian's eyes were slightly moist, but they were hidden by Tang San Bian in an instant.

"I really don't understand, what's so good about this Buddha?" Tang Sanzong muttered, but couldn't help but clasp his hands together.

This former great monk of heaven and earth, the previous demon lord, and the one who was destined for disaster this time on his journey to the west, recited softly and seriously for the first time:

"Amitabha!"