"The water he refines seems to be really drinkable!"

The dry saliva of the people around me, how much I want to taste a drop.

It is like a passer-by walking in the desert, thirsty for a long time, and suddenly sees a clear spring.

That feeling, excitement + excitement!

They sent the gods to come over and humbly said, "Monk, look, can you lend us some, your throat is dry, and you are about to burst into flames!" ”

"That's not good, this is what I have worked so hard to refine, and I am not enough!"

Tang Seng shook his head and refused.

Yang Chan and Guanyin smiled and did not answer on the side.

"This ......"

Everyone was restrained and embarrassed, and they didn't even give it, which was too hateful.

"Holy monk, look, you have refined a large bucket of pure water, how can it not be enough?"

The Shaolin abbot refuted with scars on his face.

Just now, they Shaolin and Songshan had a big fight, both of them were defeated, and even dozens of disciples in the sect died.

"So what?"

Tang Seng said deliberately.

I still remember that just now the Songshan faction wanted to do something to himself, and the old abbot was busy clearing up the relationship, for fear of causing trouble for Shaolin.

"Hmph, I see you, you don't want to give us water to quench our thirst at all!"

The abbot said angrily.

"Congratulations, you got it right!"

"You!"

The old abbot couldn't say a word angrily, his face was pale, and he wanted to kill Tang Seng.

"Bald donkey, you have refined so much water, what's wrong with giving us a little drink, how much can you drink?"

The head of the Songshan faction, Zuo Lengzen, crossed his eyebrows and said coldly, hatefully.

Although, Songshan and Shaolin had a fight just now, but there are still many disciples alive, Zuo Lengchan's eyes are dripping, and when he extracts pure water from Tang Seng, he already has an idea and is ready to snatch it.

The immortals here are blocked with mana and no longer have an advantage!

"What do you mean, I'm still in the way of you?"

Tang Seng said disdainfully, "I have a lot of water, I can use it for a bath, if there are too many people, I will give them two a bath, why not?!" ”

When he said this, Tang Seng deliberately looked at Guanyin and Yang Chan.

"Delusional!"

'Think beautifully!'

The two women were very uncooperative, and both showed big white eyes.

Bathing with refined purified water?

Those people thought they had heard it wrong, this Nima was too extravagant, right?

People can't drink enough, but Tang Seng plans to bathe with pure water!

Listen, is this still human talk?

"Tang Sanzang, if you really want to take a bath, it's really a bit of a waste!"

Amir, who wore a white turban, said straightly.

"Hmmm......"

Tang Seng nodded and said. "Those who are against me, even if they pour out the water, will not give it to them!"

Poured out?

What a pity!

Everyone was anxious in their hearts, like ants on a hot pot, and they wanted to stop talking, because they were not familiar with Tang Seng, and they kept talking to them.

"So much pure water, soak your feet!"

Tang Seng took out a wooden basin from the Qiankun bag.

Really pour pure water into it.

"Ah, that's comfortable!"

Tang Seng looked happy, which made the onlookers envious to death.

People are not as good as feet!

"This Tang Seng is really naughty enough!"

Yang Chan said helplessly.

"Looks like you know him well."

Guanyin pretended to be inadvertent.

"What's the matter, I've only known him for a long time, you and Tang Sanzang are a natural pair!"

Yang Chan blushed and said in a panic.

"Everyone has their own choice, and if he likes you, I don't mind having a good sister!"

The theory of Guanyin, fortunately, in ancient times, if it was in modern society, it was not chased by those women's rights.

"It's too tiring to walk, it's so comfortable to soak your feet!"

Tang Seng stretched out his voice and deliberately provoked them.

Crash!

Tang Seng poured out this basin of foot-washing water, and those people stared at it with straight eyes, they were so thirsty.

If no one saw them, they would have wanted to lie on the ground and drink the water for washing their feet.

"Anyway, there's a lot of pure water, I'll wash it again!"

Tang Seng was idle and bored, and deliberately angry with the old abbot and the head of Songshan Zuo Lengchan, and angry with them.

"This ......"

Everyone was swallowing their saliva, and their throats were about to smoke.

"Holy monk, it's almost enough, leave us a mouthful, right?"

Someone came out and pleaded.

"Yes, don't you Buddhists have clouds, saving people's lives is better than creating seventh-level floating slaughter, if you save a lot of people, you can win hundreds of floating slaughter!"

Someone patted the sycophants.

"What is our Buddhist family, no one recognized me as a monk just now!"

Tang Seng deliberately glanced at the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

"How can this be reasonable, I think, that old abbot is tired of life!"

Many people were filled with righteous indignation, glared at the old abbot, and slowly approached, as if they wanted to teach a lesson.

"What do you want to do?"

The old abbot was so frightened that he retreated again and again, "Don't be confused by the demon monks, don't forget, we are all from the Central Plains Continent, one mother and one compatriot!" ”

Those people just want to teach the abbot a lesson, and then ask Tang Seng to ask for credit, and they don't care what the other party says.

"Boss Zuo, hurry up and say something, this demon monk deliberately targets us, if something happens to me, he will definitely not let you go, I have your good fruit to eat!"

The abbot, who was impatient in his heart, began to ask the head of Songshan for help.

Zuo Lengchan nodded slightly, feeling reasonable, if you don't resist, you won't have a chance!

"Listen to what I say!"

Zuo Lengchan stood on a tree stump, high on the top, and shouted to everyone, "You poor baba begging, but you can't get a drop of water, why don't you join forces, snatch pure water and equipment, and be self-sufficient, everyone has water to drink!" ”

“……”

The scene was silent for an instant, and they were all quietly considering, which was a good plan!

"We are all people with lofty ideals, why be at his mercy!"

The old abbot snorted coldly and followed the momentum.

Soon, the wind direction changed, and everyone looked at Tang Seng as if they were full of hatred!

At this moment, on the Kowloon Island Square, many people who did not participate in the competition quietly watched the picture of the distorted jungle through the big screen.

"Oh, Tang Sanzang is moving a stone to shoot himself in the foot!"

Long Yang shook his head and said helplessly.

"Interesting."

The island owner, Long Jiutian, watched quietly, this monk was really a genius who could purify the poisonous river water. It's a pity that he didn't give water to others, which angered the public, and it was up to him to see how he played next.

Xiao Qi and Shizuka Koizumi all looked nervously, praying in their hearts that Tang Seng would never have anything to do.

……

"Tang Sanzang, you seem to have played big!"

Yang Chan whispered.

Guanyin's eyes were also full of worry, her eyebrows were frowned, her heart was anxious, and she looked at Tang Seng helplessly.

From his eyes, what he saw was calm, calm, confident, and there was no panic at all.

"If you want to fight me, how old are you?"

Tang Seng threw the footbasin in his hand, which happened to fall on the abbot's head, and with a snap, the wooden basin shattered.

The shattered wood chips froze when they fell to the ground, which was the highest level of the Ice God Palm.

"If you want to die, I can fulfill you!"

Tang Seng's eyes were cold, his face was murderous, and his face suddenly eased, "Of course, if someone is willing to do things for me and teach Shaolin and Songshan faction a hard lesson, I can use pure water as a reward and give it to you!" ”

“……”

Just now, those people made a move on Tang Seng, and at this moment, they all stood in place at a loss.

"Don't listen to him, this monk is cunning and treacherous, and he will never give you pure water!"

Zuo Lengchan and the old abbot panicked, their faces were as frightened as earth, and they trembled when they spoke.

(End of chapter)