It's Liao Zhai, not Cthulhu

But before that, the third burial of the Tang Dynasty still needs to bury the sky and the burial place—the burial of gods and Buddhas!

Master Three Burial took out the "Galan Tale" that was trembling in his arms.

"Little thing, show me all the ghosts and monsters in Changxian City. Otherwise, the initial velocity and acceleration of this poor monk's punch will convert the kinetic energy into heat and match with the Marxist-Leninist fighting spirit, and you will be roasted to ashes."

The muscles all over the body are condensed to the extreme so that the body of the holy monk still looks so slender and thin, but as long as you take off the monk's robe, you can find how terrifying the muscle mass of the holy monk is. It's like splitting mountains and dividing seas.

This is the change brought to the holy monk after the limiter is opened,

There is a so-called limit in the human body, and the limiter is to conceptualize, digitize, and experience this limit. As long as you exercise enough every day, you can increase the experience value. Work hard and rise.

After three years of tireless study and extremely hard training, the hair follicles of the holy monk's already bald head were all necrotic, and new hair could no longer grow.

But even with a bald head, it's hard to hide the holy monk's peerless handsome face that is far above the average line.

After being threatened by the holy monk, "Galan Yitan" continued to show on the pages of the pages the evil spirits in Changxian City who were transformed from the evil gods.

The anger in the holy monk's eyes remained undiminished, and his clenched fists seemed to be holding a neutron star. The calculation of the unrestricted brain calculated the shortest path in an instant, and preset the shortest clearing time according to his own state.

Afterwards, the holy monk stretched his muscles and squatted on the ground. Suddenly, his legs exerted strength, the sole of the shoe was cracked, the floor sank to the bottom, and a deep pit appeared from the bottom of the feet with cracks. The radius of the pit was almost three meters. The depth also reached a terrible half a meter.

The shiny bald head broke through the barrier of the roof, and the holy monk burst into the clouds with the momentum of soaring into the sky, and the battle spirit of Marxism-Leninism surged around him, rolling like thunder.

The virtual image of the sickle and hammer flashed behind him, and then turned into a bald Buddha in an army green coat. The red Buddha light bloomed from behind the Buddha, illuminating the entire Changxian City.

It also allowed the people in the city to see the vision produced by the holy monk.

What descended from the sky was the merciful and merciful Three Burial God Fist of the Holy Monk of the Three Burials. The Three Burial God Fist was launched in conjunction with the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism. In just a short moment, he struck a palm, and it transformed into a hundred and ten palms. Fist.

"This punch will bury the heavens and the earth—bury the gods and Buddhas!"

In Changxian City, the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism seemed to be inexhaustible, without hurting any flowers or plants, or any buildings, but every punch wiped out all the ghosts and monsters hiding in Changxian City from the source.

No matter what kind of deep diver and faceless person you are, as long as you are transformed by ghosts and snakes, you will not be able to escape this judgment punch.

What is wiped out is not people, but transformed concepts, and this punch helps restore their humanity.

But this punch also somehow touched the origin of the evil god.

Tang Sanbu, the one-punch monk, can there still be an opponent in this world?

Have.

The product of the evil god's transformation took Changxian City as the corpse, and on top of the corpse, it turned into a half-human, half-corpse monster, awakened from another realm,

He stepped on the land of Changxian City and walked towards the holy monk step by step.

"How dare you use an axe even if you have a small skill?! Cassock!"

The crimson Marxist-Leninist battle spirit mimicked a splendid cassock. After being thrown out by the holy monk, it was good at facing the wind, but it directly covered Changxian City.

And the corpse giant from another world in Changxian City was also covered by cassocks.

"Move the mountain!" The holy monk lifted his palm up.

The giant was also wrapped in cassock and flew into the sky.

"Ascension!"

When the holy monk punched out, the power of the air wave was undiminished, just like a stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves, separating all water sources in the way, and after punching through the terrifying giant, the remaining power remained undiminished.

From Dongtu Datang, all the way to the west, went straight to the land of Tianzhu, after passing through the land of Tianzhu, circled around, and returned to Datang.

All the clouds passing by were cut open by the fist wind, and even the sea was stirred up by the fist wind.

But this punch always has castration, and after this round, returning to Datang, it just blows a wild flower.

The Buddha has the posture of King Kong's angry eyes and subduing demons.

There is also an attitude of Nianhua smiling and compassionate.

The peaceful holy monk nodded in satisfaction, without leaving a trace of nostalgia, and flew back to the road to the west that he walked 15 years ago.

The evil scripture in his arms was still trembling.

Fifteen years ago, thousands of miles away, 15 years back and forth, alone.

Still alone.

However, he has already been completely reborn, shed his mortal body, and traveled to the places he has traveled in the past. Wherever he went, he sent down the benevolent punch of burying gods and Buddhas.

All ghosts and monsters in the whole world were wiped out by him.

Finally, he went to the temple of the evil Buddha that had been built.

But that golden body has not yet been molded.

"Golden cicada, are you here?" The golden Buddha is more than a thousand feet high, and nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine eminent monks sit behind him with golden bodies and turn into Buddha wheels, and there are round lumps in the Buddha wheels. A huge pile of Buddhist beads, opened his eyes, and turned in it.

"I'm not a golden cicada, you've got the wrong person." The three burials looked at the golden Buddha at the same level.

"You are my second disciple, because you despised the Buddhist scriptures..." The golden Buddha didn't speak, but his voice resounded through the sky.

"Come on, shut up, you, what kind of Buddha are you? Are clay sculptures and wood carvings covered with a layer of gold paint and they are Buddhas? Poor monk, let me ask you—why do you worship Buddha?"

"To praise the prosperity."

"Let me ask you again, what is the use of Buddha?"

"Pursue sentient beings."

"Since it is a prosperous age, who needs to be rescued? What kind of a prosperous age is this? Therefore, there is no prosperous age in this world. All living beings need to be rescued, but it does not depend on you. All sentient beings need to be saved from this evil sutra, and it is not up to me, but to rely on the self-enlightenment of all sentient beings."

"Jin Chanzi, you have been reincarnated for a thousand calamities, you are still obsessed with your obsession, it seems..."

"Look at your numbness. You are not a Buddha. Buddhas have no form. All living beings are Buddhas, not your clay sculpture and wooden body covered with gold! I have seen all over the world in 14 years, and because of your evil scriptures, I have fallen into vain madness. , Now that I am enlightened, I realize that there is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings,

It's not that the spiritual mountain is under your feet, you are not a Buddha at all, and the Buddha is at ease in the hearts of people.

You false Buddha, die to me! "

Punch out.

The Buddha then shattered layer by layer.

The Buddha's head also fell.

It fell to the ground, made a clang, and shattered.

Clay puppets are for idols, not idols, only sentient beings.

All sentient beings set up spiritual mountains in their hearts,

Everyone can realize it for themselves.

When all living beings are enlightened, all living beings are Buddhas.

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"Is there a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all beings? It's a good idea, but if you fiddle with the timeline, can your ideas come true?" Qin Zhou, who witnessed all this, turned the timeline and returned to the beginning, that is, 15 years ago.

That year, Tang Sanzan had just embarked on his journey to the west, and he was alone with a monkey.

And he deliberately made Qin Yuelou feel the change of the timeline.

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"Damn it, Qin Zhou can't afford it, this is intentional! It's definitely intentional, go straight back to the beginning, back to Nima and force it back, can't you afford it?! Knock inside!" Xian Jian said The Lord scolded.

The white-robed Martial God also had a gloomy expression on his face.

"Madam, what can you do?"

"Brothers, can you give me a hand?" Taishan Mansion Lord looked at Qin Hongjun and Qin Tiandi.

"Come here, what are you going to do?"

"He's playing with the timeline, so let's play too!" Taishan Fujun said viciously.

"Hey, I'm familiar with this job." Qin Tiandi smiled, and looked at the doctor and Xuanbing Taoist again, "Brothers, do you want to help?"

"How can we help?" Daoist Doctor and Master Xuanbing asked strangely.

"You'll know then."

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"Qing, eat a rabbit? Come, eat a piece of rabbit meat."

"The rabbit is so cute, of course I want to eat the head of the rabbit."

The brothers over there are still racking their brains, and Qin Yuelou, who has no sense of existence here, still doesn't know what his small world has become.

It's just that he thought of a possibility, and a sudden idea appeared in his mind.

[There is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings, so wouldn't this spiritual mountain be able to combine with the heavens and form a dualistic opposition with the regretful old days?Then integrate? 】

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The Immortal Sword Dao Master and the White-robed Martial God quietly observed Qin Yuelou's situation, and they all complained three times.

"It's hopeless, this kid is hopeless, he can't be cured, just wait until he dies."

Chapter 1 Monkey!monkey!monkey!monkey! ([-])

"Holy Monk, didn't you say that monks can't eat meat? Why are you so happy to eat it? And it's... tiger meat?" The monkey squatted on the ground, holding a branch in its mouth, with a delicate expression on its face.

Although it is said to be a monkey, it only has a monkey tail and a head of golden sword hair that soars to the sky. The clothes on his body are a set of wine red suits that are tailored in a unique way.

This outfit is obviously not in line with the current era, but it doesn't seem so unreasonable.

"Why can't monks eat meat? We monks don't eat meat and still practice martial arts like this?" The holy monk Tang Sanzhe was confident, ate tiger meat and chewed tiger bones, slurred his speech but could understand what he said .

"Let me tell you, monkey, there must be countless difficulties and obstacles along the way to the west. If you want to lie flat and be taken away by me, then I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

"Ah this?" The monkey poked the golden hoop on his head with a branch, and accidentally dropped the golden hoop. He yawned, picked up the golden hoop, and put it on again. on the forehead.

The holy monk looked at the monkey with relief in his eyes: "You don't wear this hoop anymore. In fact, you can take it off, but why do you wear it?"

"I don't know, I only know that I can recall the past by wearing this hoop. You also know that I am a monkey without the past. Without the past, am I still a complete me?" The monkey asked melancholy .

"But aren't you still you?" The holy monk asked strangely, and threw the wine gourd to the monkey, "How about some wine?"

The monkey caught the wine gourd, uncorked it and smelled it: "It's not as good as my hometown, so you can keep it for yourself."

After closing the lid, it was thrown back to the holy monk.

"I who lost the past, am I still me? Suppose there is a person named Wang Xiaoming who lost the memory of the past, but lived a life of boiling water and water as 'Li Xiaolang', then wait for him to recover. After forgetting the past memory, is he Wang Xiaoming or Li Xiaolang?Or Li Xiaoming?Wang Xiaolang? "

The monkey's speculative topic made the monk's swallowing of the tiger's meat a little slower.

"Does this Wang Xiaoming like collecting cards very much?" Then the holy monk asked.

"I don't know, he may also like magenta, and he also likes to pass by various scenes." Monkey shrugged, "Forget it, let's not mention these things, Wuyue Mountain is in front of it, and it is said that under the Wuyue Mountain there is a The devil monkey is the handsome monkey king who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago." The monkey said, scratching his head again, "Jun monkey king? It sounds familiar."

The holy monk looked at the monkey, and there was some sadness in his eyes: "Sometimes, there is no need to care so much about the past, as long as you live in the present, monkey."

The holy monk knew that this was already No.80 in reincarnation.

In the first catastrophe, with the help of the white-robed Martial God, he comprehended the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism, and his physical body also soared into the sky when the limiter was opened, killing all the demons in this world, and finally faced the monster of clay and wood. false Buddha.

But after he killed the false Buddha, everything went back to the original point.

In the second catastrophe, the holy monk met a like-minded monkey who was determined to eradicate all false Buddhas and demons in this world, a pig who always said he had a virtuous wife, a white horse with a green hat, and a strict There are five murlocs who can't be considered water monkeys, and he is the only one who is human.

Although he won in the end, he entered reincarnation again.

And in this reincarnation... there have been many changes, each change made him understand the past of these four guys better, but each change brought new changes and reactions.

From the very beginning, the monkey has a philosophical temperament that does not conform to its appearance, and often every sentence has a speculative attitude hidden in it. He knows this, because he knows that monkeys are born with no father and no mother. A deserted island can be said to be a great master of survival on a deserted island. This great master has no entertainment activities, but can only look at the night sky and think about it. Over time, he has this abundant philosophical realm.

This realm of philosophical thinking made him choose to go to sea, and finally came to the human world. In this human world, not only humans live, but also those indescribable strange monsters, as well as demons and heretics who borrow the power of those strange monsters. Hearing strange stories are countless, if it is in the state of the first calamity, then the holy monk thinks that he is not weaker than any monster.

But the training method "Marxist-Leninist Battle Qi" left by the Valkyrie is still there, but his cultivation base is cleared, and even the physical body limiter cannot be opened. Now it is only the initial stage of learning from the scriptures, and he can't speed it up in a short time. .

But fortunately, he has developed many amazing skills in "Marxist-Leninist Battle Spirit".

Just like this "Marxist-Leninist War Qi Recalling Bitterness and Thinking Sweetness", it is to recall the bitterness of the past, to sharpen the spirit, to think about the sweetness of the future, to maintain hope, so as to ensure the perfection and immortality of the mixed state of mind.

It is also like this "Marxist-Leninist Battle Qi·Building Gang", that is to use this foundation to build a vajra body, so eat more whole grains and meat.

He definitely will not take this scripture back. He is going here to kill the fake Buddha, and then use the miraculous skills of Marxist-Leninist fighting spirit to set up a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings.

However, although he himself is getting stronger and stronger, very few people can get started with this set of cultivation methods. It started, and Gongmen Temple is gone.

And each calamity is not fixed, often the previous calamity is cleared up, and this calamity pops up a deeper problem, finally uprooting it, and pulling out a radish with mud attached to the root, often involving other things question.

It is also strange that the monkey lost the memory of the past. When the monkey was found in this catastrophe, although the monkey did not change his original intention, he was even more obsessed with finding the past.