Journey to the West: I Became the Focus of the Three Realms

Pipa nodded and then shook his head: "It's not Buddhism. At that time, Buddhism severely injured me. I had no choice but to turn into my own body. The Queen of the Daughter Kingdom was hunting. Her subordinates found me and wanted to catch me and make medicine."

"It was the queen who was a little girl at that time. She came forward to intercede, otherwise I, who had no resistance at the time, might have been killed by some mortals."

After listening, Zhang Xiaoshun suddenly realized that this is a life-saving grace, but speaking of it, this pipa is too affectionate.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoshun's favorable impression of Pipa instantly improved a lot, and he was no longer so afraid.

At this time, the golden light of merit in the air fell and entered the three bodies of Zhang Xiaoshun and the others, not even one of Pipa's.

Tang Sanzang's poison was cured by Pipa, and it was Pipa who let them go if they were able to leave the Pipa Cave.

Naturally, the golden light of merit and virtue descended from heaven was distributed to Pipa.

"Golden light of merit, no, this golden light of merit should be related to the way of heaven?"

Looking at this scene, Zhang Xiaoshun suddenly thought of something, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

If there is no accident, it should be related to the Dao of Heaven. The great prosperity of Buddhism is the Dao of Heaven that makes it flourish.

But why did Tiandao do this? No, is it Tiandao or Hongjun?

His eyes flickered wildly, Zhang Xiaoshun felt as if he was about to grab something, but he just couldn't.

If it is the way of heaven, what is he doing to make the Buddhist sect flourish, and if it is Hongjun, what is he doing for it.

Hongjun is Sanqing's master, and he is more inclined to the Daoist side. It may not be Hongjun's intention to make Buddhism flourish, but it is the meaning of Heaven.

The great prosperity of Buddhism is good for heaven?

Zhang Xiaoshun touched his chin, but couldn't think of any benefit.

According to the experience of those worlds in his body, it seems that the stronger the strength of the practitioners inside, the stronger the way of heaven.

Could it be that Journey to the West is trying to take advantage of the prosperity of Buddhism to create a period of peace in the Three Realms, create a good cultivation environment, and allow more practitioners to appear and improve their strength, so that it can suppress Hongjun instead?

"It seems that you can think so?"

Zhang Xiaoshun was thoughtful, but if this was the case, Yuan Shi and the others had no reason why they couldn't see why they didn't stop him.

Or is it that they don't know what's going on here, but even if they don't know, Hongjun should know. Could it be that Hongjun didn't remind him?

All kinds of puzzles gave Zhang Xiaoshun some headaches.

"What are you muttering about, you're talking like a god."

Looking at the motionless Zhang Xiaoshun, Pipa suddenly asked.

After recovering, Zhang Xiaoshun smiled wryly: "It's very important, forget it, I can't figure it out."

"Since you insist on staying here, then I won't say anything more. I will inform you as soon as I have something, and I can help you as much as possible."

Looking at the pipa, Zhang Xiaoshun didn't insist, but smiled.

Zhang Xiaoshun still agrees with such a kind and righteous monster in his heart.

Pipa nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, if Daoist Lord is useful to me, please don't hesitate."

"Haha, okay, I'm sure you're welcome, why don't you let me use it now?"

Looking at the pipa with a smile, Zhang Xiaoshun suddenly showed a wretched look on his face.

Pipa didn't react for a while, and asked strangely: "What is it used for?"

"It's just useful, hahaha, my master is gone."

Leaving this sentence behind, Zhang Xiaoshun hurriedly greeted Hei Xiong and Ma Sui and ran away, waiting for Pipa to react, they must be in bad luck.

In the cave, the pipa thought about it for a while, and suddenly reacted, his face was full of anger, and he roared angrily: "Mr. Dog, come back to my old lady. My old lady depends on how you use it."

"My darling, this temper is really big, I'm sure I'll have to take a few bad shots when I go back, and I'm a fool to go back."

Zhang Xiaoshun muttered, and flew all the way back to the daughter's country.

On the city wall, the queen was still here, looking into the distance eagerly, her eyes lit up when she saw Zhang Xiaoshun flying towards them.

"Mr. Dao, Brother Yu, is he?"

"It's all right, I'm going out, there's no one I can't save."

Zhang Xiaoshun nodded with a smile, and then saw the queen laughing happily, no matter how hard she closed her little cherry mouth, she couldn't close it.

Appreciating the peerless demeanor of a generation of queens, Zhang Xiaoshun pondered.

Next, it seems that it is time for the true and false Monkey King, and the six-eared macaque will make its debut.

"According to the original plot, it seems that Sun Wukong killed some robbers, Tang Sanzang drove Sun Wukong away, and the six-eared macaque appeared, but now Tang Sanzang, how can he drive Sun Wukong away."

With a slight twinkle in his eyes, Zhang Xiaoshun expressed his doubts.

When Zhang Xiaoshun was thinking about this, Tang Sanzang and his disciples who were rushing all the way to the west had already met the gang of robbers blocking the way.

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, leave the girl and the money."

The first bandit with a scar face squinted his eyes, licked his lips, and stared at Bai Jingjing lewdly.

Sun Wukong exploded in anger, a few damn mortals dared to attack his idea of ​​the Monkey King woman, don't they want to live?

"Don't move, leave it to the teacher. After being tortured by that banshee, the teacher felt a fire in his heart."

Before Sun Wukong could make a move, Tang Sanzang stopped him and walked out eagerly.

Chapter 639 The Sturdy Tang Sanzang

"Little monk, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was not only not afraid, but eager to try, the robbers were stunned.

Why don't you play cards according to common sense? Let's just talk about the men with fierce faces in the back. This thin-skinned and tender monk is not afraid of them at all.

"Didn't you say you were going to rob, the poor monk took the initiative to stand up and let you rob."

Tang Sanzang looked at the crowd with a smile on his face, thinking about how to fight, and it would be appropriate to hit them with multiple injuries.

The robbers were stunned, and the leader, the scarred robber, came back to his senses and said angrily, "Do you think you can scare us by playing such tricks, childish."

"Little monk, if you want to seek death, then I will satisfy you. Look at the knife."

Scarface sneered, and slashed at Tang Sanzang's forehead.

"It seems that you don't know why the flowers are so red!"

Tang Sanzang shook his head and sighed, and raised his fist suddenly to meet the knife. Looking at this scene in astonishment, the robber with the scar and everyone behind him sneered, this monk is probably not a fool, doesn't he want his hand?

Under the taunting gazes of the robbers, there was a sound of gold and iron intertwined suddenly.

The robber with a scarred face looked at Tang Sanzang's fist in a daze, but found that there was no injury.

But the knife in his hand rolled up.

"I, me, how is this possible?"

The scar-faced robber was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Tang Sanzang snorted coldly: "Nothing is impossible, dog robber, let the poor monk be punished with justice, hey."

Before the words were finished, Tang Sanzang's fist had already hit Scarface's face, amidst the screams, Scarface flew upside down, and the teeth in his mouth flew out with blood foam.

Tang Sanzang, who made a move, was merciless, like a tiger in a herd of sheep, and he would be beaten with a crackling.

To deal with a group of mortals, there is no need to use spells at all, Tang Sanzang just punches and kicks.

With the reaction speed of his Earth Immortal strength, those robbers could not attack him at all.

In just a short moment, all the robbers were beaten to the ground by Tang Sanzang alone.

Tang Sanzang, who was still angry, used to ask these robbers one by one why they robbed, and no matter what the answer was, he would slap his ears twice and faint, which is really not too tough.

In the sky in the distance, Jianglong and Fuhu Luohan looked at this scene, the corners of their mouths twitching wildly. Is this the reincarnated golden cicada?

Originally, it was the avatars of Manjusri and Puxian who were staring at the Buddhist scriptures, but not long ago the sage ordered the Taoist slaves to fight together, and Puxian and Manjusri took the avatars and rushed to join the war.

And the important task of keeping an eye on the scripture learning team fell to the eighteen arhats, the two strongest arhats.

"Subduing the dragon, Jin Chanzi doesn't play cards according to common sense. It shouldn't be the monkey Monkey King who deals with these robbers. He will be driven away by Tang Sanzang for killing the robbers."

Fu Hu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked what he meant by subduing the dragon next to him.

Rubbing his forehead with a headache, Jiang Long said, "How about letting Liu Er play?"

"But then, Tang Sanzang and the others, don't they all know who is real and who is fake?"

"That's okay. After a few tricks, they won't be able to tell the difference. Their strength can't keep up with the speed of the two of them."

The two arhats reached an agreement, and if Monkey King didn't leave, that's the only way to do it.

But immediately, Fu Hu thought of something again, and asked Jiang Long, "What about Taoist Lord, will he come and snatch Liu Er?"

"That's a problem, what do you say?"

"How do I know what to do, why don't I ask the Buddha?"

"Now the Buddha is busy dealing with those horrible things. If he is disturbed and killed, are you and I responsible?"

"Then what do you say? If we take care of Daojun, there will be no quasi-sages on his side anyway."

The two arhats argued endlessly, and for a while they didn't know how to choose.

After contemplating for a long time, the two finally reached an agreement, that is, Zhang Xiaoshun was not to be messed with, he wanted to snatch the six-eared macaque and let him go, and when the time came, he would tell the Buddha truthfully whether the Buddha wanted to go back or what, and let him go by himself.

While the two were discussing, Tang Sanzang, who stunned the robbers, still didn't give up, and then tied the robbers one by one to the nearby tree and hung them up.

"Brother Monkey, is there something wrong with Master's head stung by the scorpion essence? It's too cruel!"

Zhu Bajie approached Sun Wukong, muttering speechlessly.

Sun Wukong laughed and said: "Normal, if anyone gets stung, the pain is so painful that they can't take revenge, and they will feel angry."

"These robbers just came out and hit the muzzle of the gun, let the little monk vent his anger!"

Bai Jingjing next to him nodded and said: "It's cheap not to kill them, but you dare to let me stay, it's really life-threatening."

"That's right, a group of ignorant mortals."

Sun Wukong agreed with a smile, took Bai Jingjing's hand and squeezed.

Zhu Bajie saw this scene, and Zhu Bajie muttered: "Smelly shameless, in the words of Daojun, it's just spreading dog food, can you stop spreading it, I miss my Cuilan."

"Get out, dead pig, what's bothering you, and I didn't let you see." Monkey King curled his lips and glared at Zhu Bajie angrily.

Bai Jingjing smiled and said: "Zhu Bajie, shouldn't you be with my senior sister Thirteen Niangs? When I meet her then, how do you explain it?"

"Nonsense, there is no Thirteen Niangs at all, they are all made up by Daojun to deceive people. If there are Thirteen Niangs, doesn't it mean that Zixia also exists?"

Staring at Bai Jingjing and Monkey King, Zhu Bajie fought back.

After the words fell, Bai Jingjing and Monkey King fell silent at the same time.

Looking at Sun Wukong, Bai Jingjing asked: "Kongkong, you love me, right?"

"Well, it must be. Zixia doesn't exist at all. Even if it exists, it might be a banner sent by Buddhism to win over my grandson."

His eyes flickered for a moment, Sun Wukong said solemnly.

Hearing this, Bai Jingjing's eyes suddenly revealed a smile of great joy, and she rested her head on Monkey King's shoulder.

Zhu Bajie next to him cursed and stayed away from the two of them. Zixia didn't exist, neither did Thirteen Niangs. All he needed was Cuilan.

After cleaning up the robbers, Tang Sanzang, who was in a good mood and smiling all over his face, called his apprentices to set off.

After walking for a while, a stream of light rushed in the air, and a voice came from afar: "Master!"

"Hmm, who is it, why are you yelling at Master?"

Tang Sanzang was stunned and looked curiously. At this time, the six-eared macaque had come close, revealing its true face.

Dressed exactly the same as Monkey King, there is no difference.

"Wukong, your twin brother?"

Turning his head to look at Monkey King beside him, Tang Sanzang asked in astonishment.

Sun Wukong was confused and shook his head: "My old grandson jumped out of the stone, where did he come from the twin brother."