I, relying on the blood of Saiyans, entered the world of cultivating immortals

Ok……

Tang Wuzang thought about it seriously and said:
"There is a patch of weeds on the mountain behind Leiyin Temple. No one wants to clean it up. Why don't you help clean it up?"

【Ding!Mission, help Tang Wuzang clean up the weeds! 】

[Accept, reward a changing capsule! 】

[Reject, reward a changing capsule! 】

wipe!
One word, absolutely!

"Don't make trouble, be serious."

Lin Yitian declined.

【Ding!Refuse the task, and reward a changing capsule! 】

"This……"

Tang Wuzang looked puzzled, picked up the mallet and tapped his mouth.

Then he looked back at the hut.

"No!"

Lin Yitian was the first to block the road for him.

Thinking about it, Tang Wuzang sniffed the gavel.

It seemed to smell weird, and he frowned and put down the gavel.

"Why don't you go back first and send someone to Beihuang to find you when the poor monk thinks about it?"

What a joke.

If you do this, Qingcheng's wives might marry someone else's wife!

There really will be a day when I will demolish your monk temple.

"If you can't figure it out, how about I help you think about it?"

Lin Yitian had a smirk on his face, and the joints of his hands were crackling.

"Amitabha, benefactor Lin, please be cautious, after all, you are no match for the poor monk."

This little bald donkey looks harmless to humans and animals.

Lin Yitian caught a trace of disapproval in his eyes.

wipe!
Look down on me, right?

OK!Then today I will let you see and see, how many eyes does Prince Lin have!

boom!
Lin Yitian transformed into Super Saiyan II on the spot.

Golden flames, blue lightning, and upside-down blond hair.

At least from the outside, it looks like Graham.

"Benefactor Lin, you... have you become stronger again?"

Tang Wuzang felt goosebumps all over his body.

The trembling that comes from the heart cannot be deceived.

"Humph!"

Lin Tiantian snorted and rushed towards Tang Wuzang.

Tang Wuzang didn't even have time to sacrifice his own magic treasure, the Ksitigarbha Bodhi Bead.

He was sent flying by Lin Tiantian.

"The poor monk is not ready yet, benefactor Lin, you don't talk about martial arts!"

On the way out, Tang Wuzang hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon.

My heart suddenly felt at ease.

As everyone knows, this is the time Lin Yitian deliberately left for him.

This time, let the little bald donkey be convinced.

Stay in shape.

Tang Wuzang threw the Ksitigarbha Bodhi beads into the air.

Nine khaki beads the size of tangerines burst open immediately.

It turned into little sands surrounding Tang Wuzang.

After finishing all this, Tang Wuzang was ready to raise his head and smile, say hello to Lin Yitian and so on.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his eyelids, he saw a black shadow pass through the sand screen and come to him.

Hey!
It was Lin Yitian's fist!

boom!
Tang Wuzang flew out again.

The sand around followed him very faithfully, and was inseparable from Tang Wuzang.

How's it going, any inspiration? "

Lin Tian asked.

There is your sister!

After being punched twice, my mind is more empty, okay?

Seeing Tang Wuzang shaking his head straight, he didn't speak.

Lin Yitian had no choice but to help him again.

Boom boom boom!
Outside the hut, the sound was loud.

Soon other monks were attracted.

It was the abbot who was beaten at first sight.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The first time...recite 'Amitabha Buddha' together.

Those who didn't know, thought they were helping their abbot to perform rituals and save the dead.

Tang Wuzang didn't blame them for not helping, after all, he didn't let them go.

Besides, when they went up, it was just one more person being beaten.

If Lin Yitian gets angry, maybe he can punch himself twice more.

Thanks to that.

Lin Yitian, who was flying around, felt troubled.

Simply put Tang Wuzang on the ground.

I ride on him.

Punch after punch passed through the defense of the Ksitigarbha Bodhi Bead, and hit Tang Wuzang's Xiaobai face.

That little white face turned blue and purple in no time.

Tang Wuzang first made a blind guess, thinking that Lin Yitian's state could not last for too long.

As a result, a quarter of an hour passed, and Lin fought harder and harder every day.

Tang Wuzang was really helpless, so he had no choice but to start thinking about something that needed help.

While being beaten, he followed the request of the beating person.

Rack your brain to think of a thing you can ask the beater to do for you.

Just... outrageous.

Just when Lin Yitian's hands were starting to feel sore, Tang Wuzang finally thought of a short boy.

"Say!"

Another punch.

"Benefactor Lin, benefactor Lin, and the poor monk are all going to talk, can you, ah, can you stop first, ah, stop once, ah!"

Lin Yitian thought so too.

I am playing out of inertia.

It's like eating melon seeds, you can't stop eating.

Even if the brain no longer wants to eat, the hands will still grab it.

boom!
Before getting up from Tang Wuzang, Lin Yitian seemed to be unsatisfied, and punched him again.

Lin Yitian stood aside and rubbed his sore wrists, waiting for Tang Wuzang's words.

If it doesn't satisfy him, he'll beat him up again right away.

Tang Wuzang sat on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and first waved his hands to let all the bald people watching the fun leave.

Then pull the tunic, which has fallen to the elbows, back over the shoulders.

This little bald head doesn't bask in the sun all day long, so his skin is really white.

Lin Yitian complained in his heart.

Oh, tui!

Tang Wuzang spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

He wiped the stains all over his face indiscriminately.

This third bath this year seems to be a deal.

He feels bad.

Before he knew it, he lost his mind again.

Until the sound of Lin Tiantian clenching his fist came from next to his ear.

"The poor monk thought of it! Donor Lin, have you ever heard of Xinghai receiving envoys?"

Seeing Lin Yitian nodded, Tang Wuzang continued:
"The poor monk has met him, and he assigned a mission to the poor monk..."

Speaking of this, Tang Wuzang looked tangled, very embarrassed.

Yo!
When Lin Tiantian heard that it was a task that would embarrass Tang Wuzang, he immediately regained his energy.

Take two steps forward, bend your legs and squat next to Tang Wuzang.

Hold your hands forward on your knees.

If there's another cigarette in your hand, it's Poficott.

Have you seen the free and unrestrained squatting posture of the dwarf mule?

"What mission?"

Lin Tiantian asked curiously.

Tang Wuzang glanced left and right, still uneasy.

Another sound enchantment was set up.

Then he said hesitantly:
"Benefactor Lin, you...can't tell others..."

When Lin Tiantian heard this, he immediately made a movement of pulling the zipper around his mouth.

Tang Wuzang was confused and didn't understand.

Lin Tiantian was taken aback for a moment, and then thought that there is no zipper in this world.

Another way.

Pinch the upper and lower lips with one hand.

With the other hand, do a needle-and-thread pattern.

This time Tang Wuzang understood.

"I didn't expect Lin benefactor to know female celebrities, so I'm sorry and disrespectful."

I TM!

Lin Yitian really wanted to give this little bald donkey a hammer.

I am also afraid of delaying the progress of my gossip.

I had to force myself to endure it.

"I promise, you can say it boldly, and I will help you find a way!"

Lin Yitian's chest slapped bang bang.

And try to make your smile look more relatable.

Even at the expense of lifting the state of Super Race [-].

Super Saiyan [-] does look a bit fierce.

Afraid of scaring the little bald donkey.