"The Dharma is as clear as it comes, and it is good!"

Wutian nodded.

Whoever is Fa-rectification can represent the present, and the meaning of the old monk is very clear.

Wutian recognizes this.

"However, all this will have to wait for them to survive the catastrophe of the nine-headed golden eagle."

The old monk continued, "If you can't even survive this calamity, everything will be suspended. ”

"It makes sense."

Wutian has no opinion on what the old monk said.

……

After Chen Xuanzang and the others dealt with the spider essence, they went to the bhikshu country as Wutian and the old monk expected.

At that time, the king of the bhikshu kingdom was sick and moody, like a child.

This king is actually disguised by Red Boy, the son of the Bull Demon King.

After Chen Xuanzang and the others entered the bhikshu country, they were received by the national teacher of the bhikshu country.

The national teacher of the bhikshu country is a beautiful woman, and her real body is the nine-headed golden eagle under the seat of the Buddha, with great power, but the strange thing is that the spells she casts look extremely fake.

Even Chen Xuanzang couldn't help but ask: "National Teacher, why does your spell look so fake?" ”

Although he can't see the true body of the national teacher for the time being, he can feel that the national teacher is not ordinary.

So in this case, the spell cast by the national teacher looks like magic, which is a little puzzling.

"Anyway, it's all fooling people, don't be more serious, don't be more serious."

The national teacher smiled casually and said to Chen Xuanzang.

"You are also mages, then you are all peers, I can take you to the king, but if you get the king's reward-"

When the national teacher said this, he raised his hand and made a gesture to count the money.

"The national teacher can rest assured, we still know about this personal accident."

"Naturally, half of the rewards belong to the national teacher."

Chen Xuanzang said very respectfully.

He didn't care about any possessions.

What he really cares about is to spread the Dharma of the Buddha to the world and purify all sentient beings.

In order to pass on the Dharma of the Heavenless Buddha in the country of bhikshus, a puja must be held.

And to hold a puja on the territory of the bhikshu kingdom, it is natural that the consent of the king of the bhikshu kingdom must also be obtained.

Therefore, for Chen Xuanzang, the most important thing is to meet the king of the bhikshu country, as for the rewards that the king may give, Chen Xuanzang doesn't care at all in his heart.

Those things outside the body are not worth his attention.

When the national teacher heard Chen Xuanzang say this, he nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, that's good." ”

Seeing that Chen Xuanzang was so upright, the national teacher immediately took them to the palace to meet the king.

Inside the palace, the king sat on the steps like a child, playing with some children's toys.

After the national teacher entered the palace, he walked to the king's side first and explained the identities of Chen Xuanzang and others.

After listening to the national teacher's story, the king sat up straight on the steps and faced Chen Xuanzang and the others.

"I heard that you are monks from the Tang Dynasty."

"Not bad."

Chen Xuanzang responded, and then took the initiative to report his name: "The little surname is Chen, Chen Xuanzang, and the law name is three burials." ”

Subsequently, he was also going to introduce Miss Duan and the two apprentices.

However, before he could speak, the king said: "Recently, there was a muscular demon monk Tang San burial, such a big name, it's you, right?" ”

"Exactly!"

Chen Xuanzang was embarrassed for a moment, clasped his palms together, and admitted.

This nickname comes inexplicably, every time someone mentions it, Chen Xuanzang will have a particularly unnatural feeling in his heart.

"What kind of talents do you have?"

The king continued.

"I-"

Chen Xuanzang hesitated, thinking in his heart about what kind of talents he would have.

Seeing Chen Xuanzang thinking about it, the king simply asked again: "Do you know how to dance?" ”

"No!" Chen Xuanzang replied.

He really can't dance yet, and if he is asked to sing nursery rhymes, he can still sing them, but if he is allowed to dance, it is really too difficult for him.

The king seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but he did not have a seizure, but patiently asked, "Then will you break a big stone in your chest?" ”

"Nor will it!"

Chen Xuanzang is helpless, he is a Dharma preaching monk, and he is not an artist.

The king asked these questions as if he were trying to embarrass him.

Hearing Chen Xuanzang say no again, the king was a little angry, stood up, and said angrily: "This won't be, that won't be, what's the use of you?" ”

"I will be the great Dharma of the Buddha of the Heavenless Buddha."

"The Dharma of the Heavenless Buddha can save sentient beings in the sea of suffering, open up the wisdom of the people, and strengthen the national strength."

"I can hold a meeting in the bhikshu country, so that all the people of the bhikshu country can come and learn about the Dharma of the Heavenless Buddha."

Chen Xuanzang took advantage of the situation and said, he naturally would not let the subject of the words be held by the king all the time.

He came to the king in person for the purpose of the puja.

Now it can be regarded as directly showing his purpose clearly.

"I'm not interested in the Dharma of the Buddha of Heavenlessness, I want to have fun."

The king directly threw a temper.

"It doesn't matter, you can learn, first learn to break the boulder in your chest on the spot."

"Someone, bring a rock."

The king didn't ask Chen Xuanzang's opinion at all, so he arranged Chen Xuanzang clearly.

Miss Duan summoned an amorphous flying ring and gently wrapped it around her index finger, just waiting for Chen Xuanzang to make a statement, and this fight could start.

"Your Majesty, I really won't break a boulder in my chest."

Chen Xuanzang's two fists were clenched tightly.

"Why don't I give you a monster fight?"

"On my journey west, I have encountered countless demons and monsters, all of which were beaten to death by me with my bare hands."

"Since Your Majesty has elegance, today, the poor monk will perform such a show for Your Majesty."

Speaking of this, Chen Xuanzang's words inexplicably carried some majesty.

When the words fell, Chen Xuanzang raised his feet and stomped on the ground.

The palace shook.

Chen Xuanzang's upper body, his clothes were torn, revealing pieces of strong muscles.

On his body, the golden Buddha light flowed, and the fists were also reflected with golden light, giving people a feeling of extreme strength.

"The poor monk hasn't explained to His Majesty yet, what does the poor monk's Dharma name three burials mean?"

"Three burials, burial of the sky, burial of the ground, burial of all beings."

"Your Majesty, please die."

Chen Xuanzang's body was shining with golden light, and his power was amazing.

When the words fell, Chen Xuanzang's figure flashed, appeared in front of the king, and an iron fist blasted out, directly knocking the king upside down and flying out.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

……

The king's body crashed through more than a dozen walls in a row and was buried in ruins.

Chen Xuanzang's punch almost knocked him out of the palace.

Just when the palace people thought that the king had been killed, and their faces were panicked, suddenly an astonishing heat appeared in the air.

(PS: Thanks to the reward of 'Laughing and Drinking Poisoned Wine_', the protagonist can actually be Dio Brando, the savior of the wicked, definitely the boss, but it doesn't match the protagonist's style, the protagonist is just a villain in his position, but Dior is a natural antisocial personality.) ）