Hearing this, Ao Yu couldn't help but bend his eyebrows out of trust in Tang Sanzang's soul, and his two small hands held Tang Sanzang's palm on the top of his head, revealing a rather enjoyable expression.

"Uh-huh, Holy Monk brother, then this time, we are going to ......"

Suddenly, Ao Yu felt a sudden pain in the back of his neck, and the two big eyes of the water spirit widened for a moment, and then quickly hung down weakly.

"Yu'er, forgive the poor monk for his words this time......"

As Tang Sanzang gently caught Ao Yu with both hands and put her in the other corner of the brocade robe, Tang Sanzang's face couldn't help but show a trace of reluctance and shame.

This...... It's really a joke......

Merely......

Tang Sanzang's calm and peaceful eyes suddenly narrowed, but there seemed to be a monstrous anger hidden in them, and between the tense muscles of his body, there was a fierce momentum that soared into the sky, even stronger than his unleveled body.

The "Ground Level Limiter" was successfully !!

Since the multi-eyed golden centipede benefactor was kindly buried, and the four masters and apprentices were full of food and drink, and then the yellow flower temple that had hidden too much dirt was burned into the white ground, as the merit and luck fell, Tang Sanzang's limiter, which had already reached a certain critical point, was pushed to the end.

Tang Sanzang's physique after separating the "Difficult to Flat" body has also reached the limit, and this limit is three points stronger than the "Difficult to Flat" body!

Now, in Tang Sanzang's feelings, his body is now the limit of what he can imagine, and he has truly reached the other side of the body.

However, what Tang Sanzang didn't expect was that as his physique reached the other side of the limit, what was waiting for him in it would be a memory.

Just as the monkey was once stripped of a part of his memory, Tang Sanzang was also stripped of a part of his memory and sealed it on the other side of his physical limit.

And the person who did this was the golden cicada, and it was also Tang Sanzang's own previous life.

"It really deserves to be the poor monk's previous life, I know the poor monk too well, and I understand that if the poor monk had such a memory in his mind at the beginning, he would not have embarked on this so-called westward road in the Tang Dynasty......"

"Even if you want to take the Mahayana scriptures, you will go directly to the spiritual mountain to get them."

Of course, Tang Sanzang also understood, just as he had recovered most of his memories three years before the opening of the westward journey, and now that the "Ground Level Limiter" was complete, and his physical body had reached the other side of the limit, the other part of his memory was suitable for him to recall.

If you have recovered most of your memories as a baby, I am afraid that there will be too many flaws discovered by the gods and Buddhas, and you may even try to escape from the temple when you are a child.

And when the westward journey has not really opened, the gods and Buddhas may have scruples and arrange for themselves to be reincarnated again.

Until three years before Tang Sanzang actually set foot on the westward journey, many arrangements for the gods and Buddhas of the heavens had been arranged, and the westward tribulation was no longer deliberately suppressed at the time node, even if Tang Sanzang recovered most of his memory, deliberately exercised, and showed a little strangeness, he did not need to worry about the danger of reincarnation.

"It's really yours, in order to let your reincarnation obediently embark on the road to the west, you have gone through the calamity of forging your body, and you even lied to yourself, Golden Cicada."

Tang Sanzang's chest puffed slightly, which triggered a tornado-like air current, followed by a typhoon.

Only by taking such a deep breath could Tang Sanzang barely suppress his anger.

For a long time, Tang Sanzang felt that there were many vague places in his memories about the westward journey, and the further he went, the more vague it became.

In the Pansi Ridge, Tang Sanzang could only think of a little bit about the spider spirit, and he didn't have the slightest impression of the Yellow Flower View and the multi-eyed golden centipede, and as for the future, it was even more blank.

Originally, Tang Sanzang thought that it was just a long time ago, so he forgot a lot.

However, it wasn't that the golden cicada deliberately stripped out this part and deposited it on the other side of the physical limit.

"Lion Camel Ridge! Lion Camel Country! ”

"Bhikshu Country! Tianzhu Kingdom!! ”

Tang Sanzang read out three names in a row, and the memory of crossing through the air with the vision of the golden cicada also appeared in his mind.

It's ...... It's a hell on earth where demons dance wildly, demons rage, and the surface is peaceful!

Unlike Zhu Ziguo, who resisted the invasion of the demon race with the power of the human race, these three human kingdoms are completely opposite.

These three human kingdoms, believing in Buddhism, have suffered from the ravages of the demon race, but they will not resist, they only worship the Buddha and pray, comfort themselves, numb themselves, and pray that the mouth of the demon will not fall on them.

For countless years, this has been the case.

With the outstanding fertility rate of the human race, it offsets the brutal mortality rate and the rampant demons.

There...... Jin Chanzi once wanted to change, but he was powerless.

Because, that is the foundation of Western Buddhism!

Only calamity can win people's hearts!

In a peaceful and prosperous world, devout believers, pure willingness, too little and too little......

It is only through endless calamities that believers can voluntarily immerse themselves in the bliss depicted in Buddhism and seek peace and bliss.

Elysium, no calamities, no monsters.

As everyone knows, the demon kings on the countless mountains and the raging demon clans are under the control of Buddhism!

Of course, this so-called control is more because Buddhism is secretly controlling the extent of their raging disasters, and even by occasionally rectifying those disobedient demon clans, many great powers of Buddhism can also gain merit from those karmic demon clans.

Perhaps, in layman's terms, the demon clan is the sickle, and the human race is the leek, cut one piece after another, and finally send it to the table is the power of will.

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous, is this the Buddhist method of Pudu sentient beings that the poor monk wants to extradite to the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

"Seeing the rule of the prosperous Tang Dynasty as if it were a piece of ruin, the poor monk traveled for ten years to seek the so-called Elysium to purify all sentient beings?"

Tang Sanzang was angry, but his face couldn't help but reveal a little sadness and self-deprecation.

All along, Tang Sanzang walked westward, with the idea of purifying sentient beings, even if he had great doubts about the actions of Western Buddhism, but he still walked along the road to the west, hoping for the Mahayana scriptures.

However...... Now?

"Jin Chanzi, you are really ruthless, the poor monk has spent ten years, and he has walked through the barren mountains and mountains like this......"

Tang Sanzang, who no longer needed to maintain his posture in his disciples, the belief in his heart that he had worked so hard to maintain during this time quickly collapsed, and a miserable smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

"Or is it because you can't change? So just deceive your own reincarnation, and wait until your reincarnation power is enough, and then understand it? ”