Tathagata Must Be Defeated

Qing Yuanzi is sweating.

He is in Tianji Pavilion, with Sun Wukong and the world.

"A nonsense."

The world’s cold eyes looked at Qing Yuanzi, and what Qing Yuanzi wrote, he certainly could not agree.

"So, the Shura community is not a robbery two hundred years later?"

Asked by Sun Wukong.

"Nature is not."

The world has said quickly: "There is no war in the Shura world, but the people of Ashura are in the Three Realms, and the Emperor does not have to worry."

"Further, the Emperor..."

He looked at Sun Wukong: "I didn't tell you about the disaster?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

After the war, he asked about the looting of the world.

After listening to it, Sun Wukong was not sure that the scourge of the world and the catastrophe two hundred years later were the same thing.

After all, the world has come to the Three Realms for a long time. His understanding of the Shura world may be just a small piece of history there, not necessarily correct.

"Qing Yuanzi, you said these are all told by your master?"

Sun Wukong asked Qing Yuanzi again.

Qing Yuanzi nodded.

"Who is your master?"

Ask Sun Wukong again.

Qing Yuanzi shook his head. His master died very early, and his mana was not high before his death. He was just an ordinary Taoist.

The only thing that is special is that his master knows a lot about it.

Sun Wukong found that the root of everything was on his master.

"What did your Master say?"

Sun Wukong continued to ask.

Qing Yuanzi thought about it and shook his head again.

As for the Ashura, his master did not say much, and indeed there is no more information.

"I am going to find your master."

Sun Wukong got up and said, "Let me go to the local government to see."

The world nodded: "I will go too."

He is also very curious about the Taoist.

When Sun Wukong took two people and left the Tianji Pavilion, they met Erqing and Lingji Bodhisattva and took them to the local government.

A group of people stepped into the gate of the ghost gate. Wherever they passed, the pavilion was paved, and the ghosts surrendered.

"Emperor!"

The young boy and the tenth temple king walked out of the Sen Luo Temple and bowed to meet.

Sun Wukong let them get up: "I want to find someone, can you help me see where he is born?"

The young girl immediately told the judges to take the birth book and start looking for the name of Master Qing Yuanzi.

The judges turned over and sweated for a long time and could not find it.

The master of Qing Yuanzi is not in the register of the government, and there is no record. The reincarnation becomes nothing.

"How can there be such a strange thing?"

The supernatant was somewhat unpleasant, and asked Qingyuanzi: "Are you sure your master has passed away?"

"determine."

Qing Yuanzi brushed the words: "He and the villagers fight and lose, live and die, I buried him with the younger brothers."

"cockfighting?"

Lingji Bodhisattva wide eyes: "What **** fighting?"

Qing Yuanzi immediately painted a picture of two chickens fighting each other.

Two chickens were killed on paper, and there was a Taoist and a villager behind them.

Among them, the Taoist defeated, grabbed his chest and screamed a few times, and then he was mad.

After everyone read it, it was incredible.

Lingji Bodhisattva said: "Qing Yuanzi, is your master too useless?"

Fighting and fighting, this is too fake.

"Master is a temper."

Qing Yuanzi wrote: "He often gets frightened by some small things."

Shizun suddenly frowned, and Sun Wukong was a moment of contemplation: "We go to six reincarnations."

Even if the book of life and death can not be found, there must be traces of the six reincarnations.

The group came back to the six reincarnations.

"Sun Wukong."

Suddenly a voice rang in the back: "Do you come here, bring me something delicious?"

Sun Wukong looked back and looked at the soil and flew over. It seemed to just wake up.

He waved his hand and some food flew over.

"Thank you."

After the earth was taken care of, I sat down and ate: "What are you doing here?"

"Find someone."

Sun Wukong replied while looking at the six reincarnations in front.

The six-wheel reincarnation is a huge wheel. It rolls and turns, and the soul walks like an ant and enters a different reincarnation.

"This is the six reincarnations."

The ten-story king who leads the road is afraid of Sun Wukong’s anger. He tells the details in detail: “People who do good deeds will raise the fairy tales here, and those who are loyal will be super-rich, and those who are filial will regenerate the blessings...”

Everyone has heard this and has not listened carefully.

Erqing and Shizun also deduced at the same time, hoping to find the Taoist.

However, the number of resurrections through six rounds is endless. It is almost impossible to find one of them through hundreds of years.

The world’s first one gave up, and the second cleared the moment, and felt too complicated to give up.

Only Sun Wukong, the brilliance of the eyes, quickly got the result.

"Qing Yuanzi."

He raised his hand and turned back to the six lanes: "Is that your master?"

Everyone looked at the past and saw the shadow of a veteran sitting on the six reincarnations. It seemed a bit stunned to look at the left and right.

"It is Master."

Qing Yuanzi’s heart was a joy.

"Emperor."

Lingji Bodhisatt is very surprised: "Is he still here?"

"That's just an image."

Sun Wukong replied.

Sure enough, the vain shadow of the old road looked at it for a while, and seemed to make up his mind to cast six rounds of reincarnation.

"His name is not in the book of life and death, but he has taken the initiative to choose reincarnation."

Sun Wukong said, looking at the world: "He is like you."

The world sighed: "He is also an Ashura."

He only understood at a glance, and the master of Qing Yuanzi was like a man from the Shura community.

Although I don't know how he came to the Three Realms, but looking at the strength of the soul, he can be detached from the cycle, why not like an ordinary Taoist.

"Your Master is not weaker than me."

Shizun said to Qing Yuanzi.

Sun Wukong shook his head: "It’s just the soul."

He saw more things, and the soul was hit hard before life, and there was not much magical power.

Qing Yuanzi said that he was an ordinary Taoist before his death. This is also true.

"Emperor, can you find out where he was born?"

Shizun went on to say: "If you find him, everything will be clear."

Sun Wukong nodded: "I try."

He closed his eyes. Since he came here, Sun Wukong can feel the six reincarnations and the heavenly emperor have a special induction.

“Can jade connect six reincarnations?”

Sun Wu thought about it, and thoughts and jade were mixed together.

He is now a true emperor, and naturally he has integrated into the jade without any obstacles.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong felt that he had become a six-cycle.

The rolling wheel formed his body, and the infinite law formed his blood, as if the thought was moving, it would make the action that he wanted to do.

Sun Wukong felt that the position of the navel was a bit suffocating, and when the thoughts moved, the local government began to vibrate.

"What, what?!"

The tenth temple king was shocked.

"Nothing big..."

After the soil ate a bite: "He opened the road to Shura."

In the center of the six reincarnations, a glowing vortex opens.