, How do you know that I am not dead? "When I heard that the bamboo tube was not a bomb, Wang Yuanzhi immediately regretted his forward rolling action. Fortunately, this little demon monk was there, otherwise, the image of this living god would be lost!

"Wang Shenxian? Haven't you heard that there is something in this world called human anatomy?" The figure standing at the window tilted his head. "So, your demonic path is without knowledge. The so-called knowledge is power, and science and technology is the primary productive force, no matter the black cat and white cat..."

"Oh!" Wukong glanced at Wang Yuanzhi, who had a mysterious face, with his inexplicable words. "So, it's so scary to be uneducated! I said Wang Shenxian, as it is said that you can understand foreign things when you live until you are old? You must learn to keep pace with the times!"

"How did you find out that I was not injured?" Since I waited for so long and the bamboo tube did not explode, Wang Yuanzhi believed that Wukong was indeed scaring him, so he patted the dust on his body, and then looked graceful and walked out from behind several cases. "Don't care about him, you little demon monk!" "Oh!" Wukong shook his head, "Wang Shenxian, I will tell you the truth of human anatomy..." "What?"

"No matter who it is, if he falls into his heart, he will never be able to bleed." Wang Yuanzhi never thought that the reason why the little demon monk found that he was not dead was actually this. In fact, Wang Yuanzhi was ready to hear a more bizarre answer, such as the little demon monk used some evil method to find that he was not injured, etc., but he didn't think of this answer.

"Are you an idiot?" Wang Yuanzhi almost jumped up in anger. "Don't you know that if a person is shot to death by a crossbow, there will be no blood coming out in a while. This is not a stabbing, how could blood flow all over the ground?" "Is that so?" The little monk in front of the window moved slightly and hid his body in the darkness. "Sorry, I rarely used crossbows when I killed people before, and I rarely saw it after using it.

Please forgive me if you are not skilled, but then again, Wang Shenxian, how could you be so skillful in killing people with crossbows?" "Hmph!" Wang Yuanzhi waved his sleeves, "I know everything, of course these small things are not a problem." "Yeah, you know everything!" Wukong shook his body again and hid his body behind the window. "If Wang Shenxian, you didn't talk to Xiao Na like this while swaying towards Xiao Na with your sleeve, I'm afraid I'll believe you more."

After being seen through by Wukong, Wang Yuanzhi rolled up his sleeves openly and drew a crossbow with strings. "I didn't expect that you, a little demon monk, are you cautious. Why, aren't you here to kill me? Why don't you come in?" "Because I'm dragging time!" Wukong's voice came from a corner of the window. "But the time should be about the same now, five... four... three..."

Before Wukong could finish calling, he heard a dull explosion sound from the quiet room, and then Wukong heard Wang Yuanzhi's sad cry.

"I'm so sorry. In fact, the bamboo tube looks like an ordinary bamboo tube, but it's really a bomb." After the explosion was over, Wukong once again pulled his head out of the window. "If Wang Shenxian, you just picked up the bamboo tube and checked it, you will definitely find that the fuse is actually fake, because this time-delay bomb does not require a fuse.

"Oh! Why do I still want to tell you this?" A crossbow with a bow string appeared in Wukong's hand, and said to Wang Yuanzhi who was blown into the corner, "Of course it's because I can't bear to let you go to hell and don't know how I died."

"Remember!" Wukong held up the crossbow and pointed it at Wang Yuanzhi's throat. "Wang Shenxian, if you plan to be a promising profession in your next life, remember to learn more science and technology, which will be good for you."

As he said that, Wukong buckled his hand and jumped, the crossbow arrow flew out, piercing straight through Wang Yuanzhi's throat, nailing Wang Yuanzhi to the wall.

"You must be dead this time!, Goku looked into the room. "If you don't die like this, you will really become a god."

As he said that, Wukong helped the windowsill and jumped into the quiet room. Then he walked towards Wang Yuanzhi's body. "Well, although my hand is not very red, it can't be considered a black hand. Let me see, what can you explode?" As he said that, Wukong had already walked to Wang Yuanzhi's body, "Let me see, what is this? Chainmail, I said, "Goddess Wang, you are still wearing this on your body when you were practicing?"

I'm shaking! There are actually chains. You're almost armed to your teeth. Do you know I'm here to be your foreigner today?" "Of course..." A cold tone suddenly sounded, "Now, all the people from the Shangqing Sect have been taken away by the Prince. There are only two of you, Shi Zheng, and you are the only one left in the entire Lingxuan Temple.

How could a demon monk miss such an opportunity……………”

As I spoke, I heard two loud bangs, and then I saw two huge iron fences falling from the sky, sealing the doors and windows of the quiet room tightly.

"Every place is your original heart, all your original Buddha." A crisp sound of chanting came from the window under control. "Even the heart is a Buddha, and it is the same. Apart from this heart, there is no other Buddha to obtain!"

Outside the window, Zhixing their banquet...

The Buddhist discussion meeting has officially begun!

"Senior Brother Zhixing, why do you drink a bit like wine in your pear soup?" Monk Faren took a sip of pear soup and immediately frowned. "Isn't this really a bar?"

“Of course not…

"Zhixing denied in one sip, "Many of these things are made of fruits, so the soup made of this kind of fruit has a little bit of wine, but it is definitely not wine. In the name of the Buddha, I swear that I never mixed wine into the pear soup, so the two senior brothers are relieved and will not break the precepts."

That’s right, I have never mixed wine, it’s all concentrated wine with alcohol!

Just like Wukong guessed, when Zhixing began to propose some wine, Faren and Monk Fayin did refuse, and when Zhixing proposed to drink some pear soup, they agreed without hesitation.

However, there are three types of pear soup. The first is nine-cent juice with one cent alcohol, the second is five-cent juice with five-cent alcohol, and the third is one-cent juice with nine-cent alcohol.

Of course, for the purpose of not being able to fill the body, they would definitely not give the second and third types to Faren and Fa Yin. However, after drinking it later, it doesn't matter.

Monk Faren hesitated for a moment, as if he was planning to say something, but the problem was that Zhixing had already vowed in the name of Buddha that he had not exchanged wine, and he immediately blocked his mouth. At this time, if he said something else, would he obviously not believe the oath made by Monk Zhixing?

"Senior Brother Faren, Senior Brother Fayin" San Baozi said on the side, "Is this pear soup like wine, have you ever drunk wine before?" "Of course, when my senior brother and I followed the master to the banquet, we used to drink it secretly..." Monk Fayin was just halfway through, and Monk Faren rushed over and pressed his mouth.

"No, of course not." Monk Faren gave Zhixing and Sanbaozilu an embarrassing smile. "We brothers have always had profound precepts, so how could we go to drink and break the precepts? No... definitely not!"

"That's right, so this pear soup is like wine. It must be a misunderstanding by Senior Brother Faren." Sanbaozi raised the bowl in his hand and drank it all with great enthusiasm. "Did you see it? If it were wine, how could I drink it? This is pear soup, like a pear soup that was replaced by a fake bread!"

"Well, that's right, pear soup!" Zhixing also raised the bowl in his hand. "I saw that there were no cooked pear chunks inside, so this must be pear soup. Don't be scared by your suspicion. You must know that everything feels like a bubble phantom. Come on, I respect the two senior brothers!"

Under the smooth flow between Zhixing and Sanbaozi, Faren and Fayin looked at each other and tacitly brought the pear soup. "Thank you, my brothers, for your kindness!"

Just as the monks were drinking pear soup, the sound of which one of the house recited the Bodhidharma Bloodline Theory was still ringing crisply, as if he was giving annotations to them. "The Buddha in front and behind only said that the heart is the Buddha, and the Buddha is the heart: there is no Buddha outside the heart, and there is no mind outside the Buddha. If there is a Buddha outside the heart, where is the Buddha? Since there is no Buddha outside the heart, how can the Buddha see it?" "The voice of this speech is so familiar." Wukong hesitated for a moment and said in a curious tone, "You are still alive, King God?"

"Of course," the old voice answered proudly, "How could I die at the hands of you, a child!"

"Then who is this thing wearing chain mail?" Wukong pointed to Wang Yuanzhi who died on the ground curiously.

"It's just a clone of me." Wang Yuanzhi smiled. "I used a little trick and let you, a little demon monk, fall into death. Hahaha, now that you have entered this quiet room, even if you put wings on it, you can't fly out!"

"Clan?" Wukong first suddenly realized with a look of enlightenment, and then looked at the voice of his speech with contempt. "What kind of clone, is it a substitute?" "Whether it is a substitute or a substitute, you little demon monk are dead!" Wang Yuanzhi laughed proudly.

At this moment, Wukong suddenly fell down on the spot and made a beautiful forward roll. Then, with a bang, a crossbow arrow had already passed by where Wukong had just stood and shot on the wall, making a dull sound of thrusting, and then fell to the ground.

"This sound is wrong!" Wukong reached out and knocked on the wall beside him twice. "This seems like..."

"That's right!" Wang Yuanzhi's proud voice came from somewhere. "All the walls of this quiet room are solid iron plates, but the old Taoist basted a layer of soil outside. Even if you, a little demon monk, really know the true fire of Samadhi, you can't boil a way out on this wall." "Damn it!" Wukong rolled sideways again, and avoided an arrow in a thrilling manner.

"I said, Shenxian Wang, are you building a quiet room for yourself or a prison for yourself?" "You don't have to worry about this..." Wang Yuanzhi laughed wildly. "This room was made by the old Taoist, and it is of course useful to me, but you don't need to know this. Haha! You are so lucky that you have avoided three arrows, but how many arrows can you avoid?"

"Let me guess, Wukong rolled over again and avoided another arrow. Since this is in Wang Yuanzhi's quiet room, then the person you want to deal with is really easy to guess. Hello, I said, this Wang Shenxian, you said that the dead Wang Shenxian is a substitute, but you are the substitute, right?

"Hahahaha" Wang Yuanzhi laughed wildly, then slapped Lengzi and shot Wukong with an arrow.

"How can you become a clone, or a substitute, be redirected?" Wukong pricked up his ears and listened, avoiding it while saying carelessly, "Of course, it was after the original version died, so you made such a cage and planned to deal with the genuine Wang Shenxian once and for all, right?"

"Hahahaha" Wang Yuanzhi laughed wildly.

"I heard your disgusting laughter, it seems that I was right?" Goku rolled over again, hid under the opposite wall, and then reached out and knocked on the wall.

"It's useless, it's useless to hide anywhere!" Wang Yuanzhi's crazy laughter came from Pan Zhou. "You little demon monk, now you are like a little bird in a cage. No matter where you fly, you will inevitably end up dead."

Bang!

After a bowstring sounded, a crossbow arrow had already shot to the place where Wukong had just stopped.

Fortunately, Li Jiancheng captured all the Taoist priests from the Shangqing Sect! Wukong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Otherwise, if he had to get a dozen people shooting around with crossbows, I would have really explained it to me today.

This Wang Yuanzhi's substitute is really crazy. Could it be that he created the human bomb!

"It's useless to hide anywhere." Wang Yuanzhi's voice came again. "The old Taoist used to look at the arrow holes that were opened in the quiet room below. No matter where you hide, I can see you. You little demon monk will die with just one negligence, hahahahaha!"

Listen to this sentence, if anyone tells me that this guy made such a quiet room to kill the original Wang Yuanzhi, who would I be anxious!

"A person who has taught three or five sutras and treatises to be considered a fool is a fool. If he does not know his own mind and recites free documents, it is useless. If he wants to find a Buddha, he must see that he is a Buddha. Buddha is a free person, and he has nothing to do. If he does not see him, he will be in a vast world all day long and seeks out, and he will not be able to find the Buddha's origin."

At the Buddhist Conference in Zhuangyan Temple, under the crisp reading accompaniment of Wukong, he gradually entered the **!

"If a person is attached to the five hell, he thinks that the gains from sound, smell, smell, touch and method are real." The Dharma Seal flushed his face and waved his hands vigorously, "This is a big mistake!"

"Senior Brother Fayin" Zhixing clapped his hands and clapped hard. "You said so well. This "Damn it, it's simply the finishing touch. Come on, let's have another bowl of pear soup!"

Before Zhixing's persuasion, the monk Fayin picked up the pear soup in front of him and drank it all.

"Good!" Sanbaozi, who had a flushed face, slapped the table and picked up the bowl in front of him. "Come on, Brother Faren, I've made this bowl with you!"

Monk Faren's face is also slightly red now, but he still politely picked up the bowl in front of him, raised it up and signaled it slightly to the three buns, and then drank it down.

"So" After putting down the bowl, Sanbaozi wiped his mouth with a touch of his mouth. Those who are attached to the appearance are all evil spirits. Everything in the world is nothing but empty. The house is empty and the earth is empty, and the wife is empty and the son is empty..."

"Sanbaozi, when did you recite this thing from Wukong?"

Before Sanbaozi could speak, Faren on one side had already started to refute with his tongue, "If you are attached to emptiness and nothingness, it is also a big mistake! We should not be attached to emptiness and not to existence..."

"What are you obsessed with?" Zhixing continued to ask.

"Not clinging to anything!" Fa Ren waved his hand. "Only by eliminating this kind of famous mind, Dharma mind, and hollowness, can we truly transcend the three realms and not provoke..."

"Okay!" Zhixing applauded vigorously. "Your Senior Brother Faren, you said it more fuckingly. Well, I mean, although it is not as fucking as it is, it is just as good. Come on, I have fucked him for the sake of Senior Brother Faren's high remarks!"

Fayin raised the bowl in his hand and shouted, "Fuck her mother!"

Under Zhixing's persuasion, all the monks present cooked a bowl of pear soup. Zhixing saw that the scene was almost done, so he gave the waiters invited to the restaurant who served the dishes!

Well, the 10% pear soup is almost the same, and you can exchange it for 50% pear soup!

After all, Wukong just stewed something casually. It was almost the same as saying it was concentrated wine. If it was alcohol, don’t say that there were too many impurities, it was not enough. So if you mixed half of it, it would be equivalent to the low-altitude white wine later.

"If you see the Buddha, if you don't see the Buddha, you are sentient beings. If you leave the sentient beings, there is another Buddha to obtain, where is the Buddha now? That is, sentient beings, there is no Buddha outside the Buddha, and the Buddha is: except this, there is no Buddha to obtain, and there is no Buddha outside the Buddha."

"Run, hide, flip, flip." Wang Yuanzhi's crazy laughter replied in the room. "Today, the old man sees where you can flip. You damn little demon monk, you are dead, die..." "Ah! I'm really scared!" Wukong raised his head. Although he had a black cloth cover on his face and couldn't see his expression clearly, Wang Yuanzhi still heard a hint of disdain from his mocking tone. "But I said Wang Shenxian, how long do you really think your thing can keep me in?"
Chapter completed!