It is because there are no other Taoist priests around the beach.

But I didn't want to hum, as soon as I walked to the beach, suddenly a ragged monk knelt down and kowtowed, "Grandpa, I have never been lazy. There are only half a hundred people here, and I'm pulling the car."

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but move his eyes: "These monks are really scared by Taoist priests. Seeing me, a fake Taoist priest, I'm so scared. Why don't I ask about the truth or reality?"

So he hummed and asked, "I am not a supervisor, I am from outside. Seeing you monks working as a hard laborer here, I wonder if you are powerful here, can you tell me?"

Zhu Bajie blinked his two little eyes, but it was rare to do something. He couldn't help but wonder why there was such a suffering monk in the Western Buddhist realm of Xiniu Hezhou?

But when the monks heard this, they were not at all wary, so they wiped tears and complained to the fake Taoist priest: "Our king is partial and unjust, and only happy that he is the master and the other generation, and the annoyance is our Buddhist son."

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but listen and couldn't help but ask again, "Why is this happening? Could it be that the king of your mouth?"

The monks cried without any warning: "Just because of the wind and rain, the three immortals came here to destroy us and coaxed us to believe in the king;

Then we demolished our temple, chased the certificate, and refused to return home, nor were we allowed to serve as a servant, and gave it to the immortal family to use it, which was difficult to be miserable.

But a wanderer came here and asked the king to receive rewards; if the monk came, he would use it to work with the servants of the Immortal Chief's family."

Zhu Bajie couldn't help blinking again, feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't turn around for a moment, so he simply continued to ask: "I thought the Taoist had any magic that seduced the king;

If you just call the wind and rain, but are just small spells on the side, how can you move your heart?"

The monks immediately said with a glance: “He can also meditate and preserve the spirit, pointing water to oil, and turning stones to gold;

Now, the Three Pure Land is here to repent for the heaven and earth, and pray for the king to live forever for thousands of years, so he has confused his heart.”

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but tremble with his two small eyes: Xinggai Sanqing Guanyu? Could it be that this time the monster sent by the Sanqing Daozu together?

But then another flash of inspiration flashed in my heart. Finally, I turned around and saw something wrong. I couldn't help but blink my eyes and said, "Are you monks here to deceive me, old pig, huh! Lie me, Lao Yang?

But I knew that there was a king of black chicken in front of me. Because of disrespect to Manjushri Bodhisattva, the Buddha of the Western Heaven sent a monster to push him into a well and drowned him;

During the Antian Conference five hundred years ago, the Three Pure Dao Ancestors still knelt down to thank the Buddha of the West. Now, what immortal elders from the Three Pure Guanyu dare to make things difficult for your Buddhist sons under the Buddha of the West?

Hum, Hum, do you believe it yourself?"

In an instant, the five hundred monks were collectively stunned and couldn't speak. They all had constipated expressions, which made them feel frightened.

Sun Yue, who was still a distance away, couldn't help but grin. This second junior brother and second senior brother are really getting more and more refined as he learns. He is almost truly becoming a pig spirit.

How to say it? Five hundred years ago, even the Three Pure Dao Ancestors still knelt down to thank the Western Tathagata. What immortal elders who respected the Three Pure Dao Ancestors would dare to disrespect the Buddhist sons of the Western Buddhism?

At that time, the King of Black Chicken was drowned by a monster who was sent by the Buddha to push the well. Why did you king harm you Buddhists? The Buddha of the West also sent a monster to push the well to drowned? Could it be that he wanted to cheat me, an old pig?

Zhu Bajie blinked his two small eyes.

All the monks of the five hundred were stunned and were constipated and could not speak.

Finally, it seemed as if the air had frozen in an instant, and Zhu Bajie broke the weirdness and hummed: "Since that's the case, you'll die."

As Zhu Bajie finished humming, the monks hurriedly seized the opportunity to change the topic and said, "Master, there are dead people. There are more than 2,000 monks who have captured the place everywhere.

At this point, I can't endure the pain, bear the sausage, cannot bear the cold, cannot take the water and soil, and I die six or seven hundred, and I commit suicide seven or eight hundred. Only I, five hundred, cannot die.”

Zhu Bajie was puzzled again and said, "Why can't you die?"

The monks quickly explained: "The rope hanging on the beam is broken, the knife is cut off, the person who jumps into the river does not feel heavy, and the body who takes medicine is not damaged. Only when you close your eyes until you are closed, and there will be a support from the gods.

There are the Six Ding and Liujia, who protects the God of Galan. But at night, they will come to protect them. But if there are those who are about to die, they will protect them and will not teach them to die.

The gods and men advised us in their dreams not to seek death, and to endure hardship, waiting for the arhat who was the holy monk of the Eastern Tang Dynasty to go to the West to obtain scriptures.

He said that he had an apprentice, who was the Great Sage of the Monkey King, had great supernatural powers, and was loyal to the heart of loyalty and kindness, and repaid the unfair things in the world, helped the poor and the poor, and cared for the poor.

I just waited for him to show his supernatural powers, destroyed the Taoist priests, and respected us monks and Zen Buddhism."

A group of five hundred monks all looked at Zhu Bajie with their eyes wide open, and their eyes seemed to be saying: "Marson, what are we going to do with the Great Sage of Bimawen, what kind of muddy water are you here to siege?

I have said so clearly that you should understand Marshal. All we want is the demon monkey."

But Zhu Bajie blinked his little eyes and then blinked, but he didn't think so.

The two little eyes couldn't help but move and thought: "That monkey is a good person, so I, the old pig, aren't I loyal and kind-hearted, helping the poor and insecure, and caring for the poor and the widowed?

Those three immortal elders are definitely not subordinates of the Three Pure Dao Ancestors. Otherwise, even the Three Pure Dao Ancestors would have knelt down to thank the Western Tathagata, and they would never have harmed you Western Buddhist sons;

It seems that you monks are all in the same group as those three monsters;

Since you said that Bima Wen can help the poor and the poor, and be concerned about the poor, then I, the old pig, let you see the power of Bima Wen;

Let’s kill all you little monsters. When you go back, you will cheat the old monk. Then you will say there are no monsters. Let the old monk be captured by some immortals, so that you can break up soon.’

As a result, two little eyes blinked a few times, and suddenly they spoke without any warning and hummed: "I am the Great Saint of Monkey King, the disciple of the Great Tang Dynasty, Monkey King, who came here to save you."

In an instant, a group of monks couldn't help but choke and became constipated and couldn't speak.

But then he reacted again and hurriedly said, "We recognize the great sage. In our dreams, we saw an old man who often taught us and said that Sun Xingzhe looked like, but he did not admit it wrongly;

He was so angry that he had a golden eye, a round head, a fur face without cheeks. He had a sharp teeth, a slight mouth, and a strange appearance than Lei Gong. He used to using a golden hoop and an iron rod to attack the sky."

But without expecting that after the words were finished, Zhu Bajie's fat body suddenly shook and turned into a fat pig version of Sun Wukong, his two small eyes still kept turning.

The five hundred monks seemed to be struck by lightning again, and they were all stunned and unable to speak.

Zhu Bajie hummed again: "Everyone turns around, turn around, I am old pig, I am old grandson, this will save your lives."

As a result, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the nine-toothed rake appeared directly in his hand.

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At the same time, Tang Seng on the other side was approaching the city even though he walked slowly. Seeing that it was getting late, he couldn't help but speak again: "Wukong, let Bajie find out, why haven't he returned for a long time?"
Chapter completed!