Journey to the West: the Devil of Tang Sanzang

　　"Master,

　　Don't you think..." Sun Wukong turned his head to look at Jiang Liuer, only to see Jiang Liuer lying on the bed with his legs crossed, a purple flame burning in his right hand.

　　Toushi purple fire tinder!

　　"Master, you are the seed of the Tushita Purple Fire, right?" Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.

　　I'm talking about how the fire protection solution doesn't work!

　　"Teacher, do you know this kind of flame?"

　　"My old grandson has been tempered by that fire for ninety-nine-eighty-one days!" Sun Wukong was speechless.

　　"Oh, that's an old friend, don't worry, you've pinched the fire-proofing technique this time, and this Tusui Zihuo won't hurt you!" Jiang Liuer shook his head.

　　Right hand way.

　　Monkey King: @#￥%…

　　God's special fire-repelling determination, can the fire-removing determination be able to remove the purple fire?

　　Outside the monk's room, a group of monks from the Guanyin Temple finally finished moving the firewood out of breath, and many people sat on the ground and rested because of their exhaustion.

　　"Light it up!" The old monk sighed, closing his eyes and reciting the scriptures...

　　After a while, I found that there was no movement around me, so I couldn't help but look at my eldest apprentice: "Why don't you order?"

　　"Master... Master, the monk's room is on fire!" The eldest apprentice held a torch in one hand, and the other

　　The other hand pointed to Jiang Liu'er's house and said.

　　Old monk: ? ? ?

　　The high temperature of the Tushita purple fire not only directly ignited the firewood outside the monk's house, but even the surrounding houses were also affected by the high temperature, and gradually caught fire.

　　"Quick! Quickly put out the fire!" The old monk's old voice resounded through the Guanyin Temple.

　　The monk who had just sat down and rested didn't even catch his breath, so he started to draw water again and was busy putting out the fire.

　　"How can this be, the cassock has not been returned, and the temple is still on fire!" Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, the old monk stomped his feet in a hurry.

　　But at this moment, a black wind

　　It swept in from a distance, and went straight to the old monk holding the brocade cassock. After the black wind swept over, the old monk's hands were empty.

　　"Hahaha, old neighbor, I will take this brocade cassock!" Heifeng blew toward the distant mountain without stopping, and a rough voice came from mid-air.

　　"No, Black Bear, this cassock..." The old monk said quickly, and before he could finish speaking, Hei Feng disappeared.

　　"It's over, the cassock is still missing, this... this... this cassock is not in my hands!" After speaking, the old monk's heart lit up: "Hahaha, great, the cassock is finally sent out!

　　"

　　A burst of laughter, the old monk's face flushed, and he slowly fell to the ground...

　　In the room, the shadow of Sun Wukong's childhood flared up again, and he felt the familiar atmosphere around him. He only felt that there were two mosquito coils constantly wandering around in front of him.

　　"No, Master released the purple fire of Tusita to prevent the fire from burning over. For the sake of Master's majesty, I will persevere!" Gritting his teeth, Sun Wukong comforted himself in his heart.

　　"It's so hot! The eyes are so uncomfortable..."

　　Under the discomfort, he didn't even notice the black bear spirit outside.

　　An hour later, the fire outside still hadn't gone out.

　　And it became more and more intense, except for this monk's house, most of the houses were already on fire.

　　Sun Wukong couldn't bear the scorching of the purple fire of Tusita, and said embarrassedly: "Master, my old grandson can't stand the purple fire of Tusita, can you..."

　　"Can't stand it? You said it earlier!" Jiang Liu'er opened her eyes and glanced at Sun Wukong, whose eyes were already covered with mosquito coils, and said lightly.

　　Sun Wukong: ? ? ?

　　"No, my old grandson means, can I go out..." Sun Wukong said quickly when he saw Jiang Liuer put away the Tusita Zihuo, who knows that half of the words will be said, and then he will never speak again.

　　Can't go on.

　　He was stunned to see that the cassock on Jiang Liuer's body released a dazzling golden light that enveloped the entire monk's room, and the flames outside could not enter at all.

　　High-grade innate spiritual treasure: Wanhua robe!

　　Monkey King: I @#￥%…

　　Master, are you so skinny?

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Chapter 3 Admiration for Dharma since birth (5/[-] for collection!)

　　Nothing in the night

　　Early the next morning, the master and the apprentice walked out of the room, only to see that the original simple and quiet Guanyin Temple would burn down with only a few broken walls left.

　　Two ancient trees that have grown for unknown years have also become a piece of charcoal.

　　Dozens of monks who had been busy all night were surrounded by smoky black faces, and the corpse of the old monk in the middle was covered with a white cloth.

　　"Amitabha!" Jiang Liu'er glanced at the old monk, chanted the Buddha's name, and then shook his head: "Wukong, let's go."

　　The two led the white dragon horse without saying hello to the monks, so they went on their way.

　　"Master, I just saw that the old monk seemed to be dead!"

　　"Well, I have lived for more than [-] years. After all, this world belongs to thick-skinned people!"

　　"Dip! Congratulations to the host for successfully mocking Saint Zhunti for his death, and rewarding the host with the best innate spiritual treasure: Jue Xianjian!"

　　To mention a saint?

　　Saint Zhunti is following me now?

　　Jiang Liuer was stunned for a moment while riding on the white dragon horse.

　　This wave of death seems to be a bit big...

　　"System, after the Battle of the Conferred Gods was broken in the Jiepaiguan Zhuxian Sword Formation, the Jue Xianjian was not taken by Daoxing Tianzun.

　　have they gone? "

　　"Dip! This Absolute Immortal Sword in the host's hand is an exact replica of the original."

　　"Master, my grandson always feels like we have forgotten something..."

　　"No, I read it for the teacher, everything is there!"

　　"Oh……"

　　Batu Caves in Montenegro

　　A scholar in white and a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe walked into the cave.

　　"Haha, brother, I heard that you got a precious cassock? Quickly open your eyes to your brother!" As soon as he entered the cave, the white-clothed scholar said impatiently.

　　"It's nice to say brother

　　Luckily, there were not many Buddhist treasures, and they were infinitely useful. I didn't expect my brother to get one today. " Ling Xuzi held a tray and said in agreement.

　　"Haha, it turns out that two virtuous brothers are here, please come in, come in quickly!" The black bear spirit with long black hair all over his body greeted him from inside.

　　The three entered the Batu Caves together, and the black bear essence took out the brocade cassock that was snatched from last night, and the dazzling golden light immediately illuminated the dim Batu Caves as if it were daylight.

　　"Good baby! Good baby!" Ling Xuzi sighed repeatedly.

　　"Haha, I saw that Guanyin Temple was on fire last night, so I went to find out what was going on.

　　, I just saw the old monk Jinchi holding this precious cassock in his hand, and a black wind grabbed the cassock. "

　　"Brother is so good!" The white-clothed scholar exclaimed.

　　"This cassock is a high-quality Houtian spiritual treasure. It fell into the hands of my old bear. It is also my old bear's fortune." .

　　"Brother, I've been admiring Buddhism for many years, but it's not appropriate to do this kind of stealing now, isn't it? Why don't my brother accompany you to return the cassock?"

　　"Yeah, I

　　The three brothers have been fond of Buddhism for a long time, wishing to be able to listen to the Dharma in the Guanyin Temple all year round and become a lay Buddhist. It is really inappropriate to do such things in a moment of confusion. Why don't the three of us copy the "Guanyin Bodhisattva Universal Artifacts" together. [-] times to show repentance? "Canglang Jing Ling Xuzi also said.

　　"Did the two wise brothers take the wrong medicine today? What nonsense are you talking about? There is no reason to return the treasure you have received. Also, when did my old bear admire Buddhism, stop talking nonsense!" Hei Xiong Jing listened to two The brother said suddenly dissatisfied.

　　"Brother, don't talk nonsense, we really admire Buddhism on weekdays!" The white-clothed Xiushi said righteously

　　rebuked.

　　"Yeah, especially worship the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who saves suffering and rescues suffering, and dreams of being enlightened by the Bodhisattva!" Ling Xuzi followed suit.

　　"Hmph, I think you have indeed taken the wrong medicine today. My old bear has always been disgusted by the gibberish of Buddhism, not to mention the Guanyin who doesn't know whether it is male or female, even if he appears in front of me now, My old bear too..."

　　"What?"

　　Before the black bear spirit could finish speaking, a beautiful female voice came from behind.

　　A Guanyin dressed in white entered the Batu Caves at some point, standing behind the black bear spirit, murderous and wanton.

　　look at each other.

　　The quasi-sage's aura was slightly released, and the black bear spirit in the late stage of Taiyi Jinxian immediately felt as if a mountain was pressing on him, making it difficult to even breathe.

　　The black bear spirit turned his neck stiffly, glanced at Guanyin, and then looked back at the two brothers who were about to cry in fear and slapped the stone table with a "bang".

　　"My old bear has admired Buddhism since he was born. If Guanyin Bodhisattva can come to see my old bear in person today, then my old bear will immediately kneel on the ground and ask the Bodhisattva for enlightenment!"

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Chapter 4 The Monkey Playing Monkeys (5/[-] for collection!)