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Chapter 449 The Return of the Great Sage
After drinking, let's go on the road.

Hearing Tang Sanzan's words, all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the main hall of Leiyin Temple were all fascinated.

Looking at Tang Sanzan, the group of monks all had strange faces and elegant eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

Do you...know who you're talking to?
Buddha, the leader of Buddhism, he is the only existence in the three realms and six realms, heaven and earth.

How dare you talk to him like that, have you forgotten why Jin Chanzi was reincarnated back then?
"Hehe, why does everyone have this expression?"

Putting a cup of soy milk in front of Tathagata, Tang Sanzan glanced around.

"Just kidding, the poor monk is just making a joke with the Buddha. The Buddha is such a big Buddha, shouldn't he care about it with the poor monk?"

Buddha: "."

The Buddhas: "."

When you put it this way, if you care about it again, does it seem that the Buddha is too stingy?
Seeing Tang Sanzan's casual expression, Buddha's entire face darkened.

"Huh? I haven't seen you for a while. I just found out that Buddha's face is much darker than before. Do you always stay up late and have a disordered work and rest?

Come, drink soy milk. Soy milk has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin. Drink more and your face will be white. "

Buddha: "."

Drink soy milk?
Why did you come to my Leiyin Temple to drink soy milk?
Believe it or not if I give you a face?
"The poor monk traveled thousands of miles to Lingshan to learn scriptures and undertake the important task of Buddhism's great prosperity. Wouldn't the Buddha not even give this poor monk any face?"

At this point, the Buddha stared at Tang Sanzan with a dark face, resisting the urge to kill him before he brought the scriptures back to Dongtu, and picked up a cup of soy milk in front of him.

As a person of status, the Buddha also drank soy milk before.

He knows that soy milk is divided into different types, including plain, sweet, and salty.

Like Yonghe soybean milk, although he has never drunk or heard of it, it does not affect his pretending to understand it.

Monks love tofu most, and the Buddha is no exception.

If I eat too much tofu, the Buddha is also used to adding some sugar to it when drinking soy milk.

After identifying it, the Buddha picked up a seasoning jar containing salt from the side, added some soy sauce to the soy milk, sprinkled some chopped green onion, and after shaking it a few times to evenly dissolve it, the Buddha picked up the soy milk and was ready to drink it all in one gulp.

Finished. Good to go.

Yes, the Buddha felt that what Tang Sanbu said was right.

After finishing the drink quickly, he sent Tang San to go on the road, and after sending the scriptures back to Dongtu Datang, he could really send the other party on the road.

Well, that's a road from which there is no way back.

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"and many more!"

The Buddha had just brought the soy milk to his mouth, and before he had time to drink it, Tang Sanzan's voice rang in his ears.

Subconsciously stopped the movements in his hands, the Buddha looked at Tang Sanzan in puzzlement, wondering what the bastard was going to do again.

"Do you drink soy milk? Salty ones?"

Buddha nodded.

"Any questions?"

Tang Sanzan stared at the Buddha.

"But the soy milk that the poor monk prepared for you is sweet?"

Buddha: "."
The soy milk you prepared is sweet, so why are you putting out these bottles and cans?

what?
Tell me what are you going to do?Are you kidding me?

"Do you drink soy milk or sweet food?"

The Buddha looked at Tang Sanzan with a majestic face, but what he said was a topic that made people laugh.

Tang Sanzan nodded, "It's so sweet and delicious."

The Buddha stared, "Salty tastes better."

Tang Sanzan slapped the table and stood up, "Fart, salty party is heresy."

The Buddha took advantage of the opportunity and put the sweet soy milk with soy sauce and green onion on the table, "Sweet party is heresy."

Tang Sanzan smashed the table with a slap, "Are you disrespecting the poor monk? Do you want to fight?"

The Buddha looked at the soy milk scattered all over the floor, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

"fight?"

Tang Sanzan's momentum weakened, "Hey, the poor monk was just joking, come on. Let's continue drinking soy milk."

Tang Sanzan flipped his hand, and handed another cup of soy milk to the Buddha.

Buddha: "."

If you don't drink this soy milk, you won't be able to get through today, right?

After receiving the soy milk from Tang Sanzan, the Buddha raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, he smashed his mouth.

In all fairness, although Tang San's burial is a bit unreliable, the soy milk he bought from somewhere is indeed quite delicious.

I just don't know which store I bought it from, so I can try it often in the future.

"How about it?"

Just as the Buddha was monologue, Tang Sanzan looked at the Buddha with a bit of caution on his face.

"Well, it tastes good."

Monks don't tell lies, the Buddha returned honestly.

Tang Sanbu: "."

"Just. Does it taste good?"

Buddha frowned, "Is there anything else?"

Tang Sanzun nodded, "Sure, you didn't write anything else?"

"Other feelings?"

A bad premonition rose in the Buddha's heart.

Tang Sanzun nodded, "For example...sudden stomach pain, distended lower abdomen and so on."

Buddha: "."

His complexion changed, and the Buddha subconsciously closed his eyes to investigate, wanting to see if he was poisoned.

Although there are not many poisons in the three realms that can have an effect on him, just the few words he said to Tang Sanzan, the Buddha felt that he might be tricked by Tang Sanzan.

However, after some investigation, the Buddha didn't feel any signs of being poisoned.

Looking at the face of the Buddha, Tang Sanzan also knew that the Buddha might be fine, so he couldn't help but frowned.

"It shouldn't be. The poor monk has studied the soy milk for half an hour in the yin and yang water of dystocia. How could it be useless?"

Although Tang Sanzan's soliloquy was extremely low, it could not escape the Buddha's ears.

Dystocia yin and yang water?
What is that?
Although I don't know what it is, just by hearing the name, I know it's not a good thing.

I drank the soy milk cooked with that stuff. Is it really okay?
Regardless of shooting Tang Sanzan to death on the spot to vent his anger, he was about to check his body again, but before he had time to use his methods, the complexion of the Buddha family suddenly changed.

Subconsciously covering his stomach, the Buddha's face showed a painful expression.

pain?

This expression has not appeared on his face for hundreds of millions of years since he became a Buddha.

Now, seeing the expression of the Buddha, all the bodhisattvas and arhats suddenly changed their colors.

There are even several Buddhas who have personally passed on their magic weapons and surrounded Tang Sanbu in the middle.

"Tsk, do you want to do it?"

The Great Sage's golden cudgel appeared in his hand at some point, and he slammed it lightly on the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground shook, and the entire Great Leiyin Temple collapsed in an instant.

On the fall of Leiyin Temple, this issue was initiated under the stick of the Great Sage.

"Goku!"

Rushing out from the ruins, Tang Sanzan glared at the Great Sage with a dark face.

"Hey hey, I was so excited to write, I didn't control the intensity well."

Tang Sanzan glared at the Great Sage again, then turned his head to look at the ruins.

At this moment, he deeply realized the power of the dystocia yin-yang water that he had researched.

As strong as a Buddha, he seemed to have become a mortal under that kind of pain. The Leiyin Temple collapsed, and he was buried alive under the Leiyin Temple without even being able to dodge.

Of course, even though he was buried alive, he was a Buddha after all, but the collapse of Leiyin Temple did not really hurt him.

With a wave of Tang Sanzan's hand, the wreckage in the ruins moved away automatically, revealing the Buddha who fell on the ground with a painful face.

The Buddha at this time does not have the slightest majesty of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

The whole person was like an ordinary pregnant woman who encountered dystocia during childbirth, rolling on the ground, moaning and even wailing were barely audible, as if the pain had exhausted all his strength.

Second senior brother: "."

Seeing the miserable appearance of the Buddha, he felt a sense of sympathy in his heart.

Just an hour ago, this kind of pain had just been demonstrated on him.

Although the mutated son-mother river water he drank was not as powerful as the dystocia yin-yang water developed by his master, the pain already made him, a Hunyuan Sanxian, unable to survive or die.

now
The enhanced version made by the master was put on the Buddha for experimentation. Although the Buddha is a little stronger than himself, the pain he endured should not be much weaker than himself.

There is a saying that takes advantage of his illness to kill him.

It's just that Tang Sanzan didn't do that.

He just watched quietly, watching the Buddha suffering in that inhuman torture.

He just watched with cold eyes.

In this life, after he met his master, he had cut off the karma in his previous life. The current Tang Sanzan actually has no karma with the former Jin Chanzi.

Therefore, although the Buddha once ate Jin Chanzi's body and made Jin Chanzi reincarnated, Tang Sanzan actually didn't have much resentment towards Buddha.

Torturing him is already repaying the karma with Jin Chanzi.

This painful torment lasted for 49 hours.

Every minute and every second, the Buddha's mind was on the verge of collapse.

After 49 hours, after the continuous effect of Tang Sanzan's invention patent passed, the Buddha was paralyzed on the ground, and it was already so difficult to even move a finger.

"Wukong. The rest is left to you."

Glancing at the Buddha, Tang Sanzan turned his head and said to the Great Sage.

The Great Sage nodded, took a step forward, and looked down at the Buddha.

Today's Buddha, where there is still a little bit of sacred majesty, has fallen in front of the Great Sage like a dead dog.

At that moment, in a trance, the Great Sage suddenly realized that the obsession and hatred in his heart seemed not to be that deep anymore.

He hated it so much that these aloof gods and Buddhas played with him like a fool and applauded him.

And his obsession is only derived from his unwillingness to be weak.

Facing those aloof gods and Buddhas, at that time he had no strength to resist.

But now he can stand in front of the Buddha, condescending, looking down at the other party prostrate at his feet.

"I was the one who won back then."

He clenched the golden cudgel several times, then let it go lightly, followed by the 500-year obsession in the heart of the Great Sage.

Back then, he made a bet with the Buddha that he could fly out of the palm of the Buddha.

He circled the edge of the 'Tianzhu' three times, and flew out of the Buddha's palm three times.

He left his words on the Buddha's five fingers, and then the king returned.

The Buddha put his hands together and pressed him under the Five Elements Mountain.

He couldn't argue, no one gave him justice.

And now, he's the one who can tear up the script at any time.

Standing in front of the Buddha, looking at the once aloof Buddha, he just spit out that word lightly, saying what no one would listen to him back then.

He won the bet back then.

For 500 years, he said countless times that he was deceived by the Buddha, no one believed him, it was just the humble self-esteem of an ignorant monkey.

However, only he knows, or only the two of them know.

A bet back then. In fact, he won.

"Now, I've won again."

500 years ago, his palm could not restrain him.

500 years later, the shackles of the Marble Mountains still can't subdue him.

The Great Sage put away the golden cudgel that had never been dropped, smiled Ling Ran, and raised his head slightly.

In the palm of your hand, Lingshan turned upside down and turned into an upside-down world.

In the world, the Buddha sits on the lotus platform, motionless, sacred and solemn, isolated from all living beings in two worlds.

Buddha is a kind of belief, Buddha, it is good to exist only in belief.

Suddenly, there was a sound like space breaking.

At that moment, the momentum of soaring to the sky rose from the head of the Great Sage.

The wind and cloud swept ninety thousand miles, and all the birds and beasts were subdued.

He is a born saint.

Now that the shackles are gone, I can understand my original heart.Back to my true self——

The Great Sage is back!

(End of this chapter)