Chapter 41: You are the abbot

"Master!" Seeing Tang Seng appear, Sun Wukong shouted.

Tang Seng shook his head depressedly and said, "Have you packed up, let's go, go back to Guanyin Zen Temple!"

After speaking, Tang Seng turned around and flew towards the location of the Guanyin Temple.

At this moment, Tang Seng was very unhappy in his heart, he originally thought that Xiong Da's alchemy technique could bring him some surprises, but he didn't expect that this Xiong Da was actually just a low-level alchemist, and he couldn't use the pills that could be refined.

"It seems that we have to find a way to find some Dan prescriptions for Xiong Da in the future, otherwise it will be useless at all. Tang Seng groaned.

Xiong Daneng groped for himself and entered the door of alchemy, which shows that his talent is still very good, and then give him some materials to study, or simply find someone who can teach him alchemy, it should be able to be useful!

After flying for a while, Tang Seng returned to the Guanyin Monastery.

At this time, in the Zen monastery, those little novices were disposing of the burned abbot's courtyard and moving out the ruins as they were.

When Tang Seng landed, these little novices stopped what they were doing, and they all looked at Tang Seng with some fear, after all, the people who can fly are either gods or monsters in the eyes of these ordinary people, and they all need to be feared.

Tang Seng, who was in an unhappy mood, said loudly: "Call your principals here except for the abbot!"

After saying that, most of them stayed where they were and did not move, only one clever monk ran towards the front yard.

Tang Seng frowned and fell into thought, in the original work of "Journey to the West", the abbot of the Guanyin Monastery is named Jin Chi, who coveted Tang Seng's robe, but was cut off by the black bear, and committed suicide in shame for a while.

But now, under the intervention of Tang Seng, the Black Bear Spirit Black Wind King, who was supposed to be the great god of Luojia Mountain, became his exclusive alchemist Xiong Da, and Jin Chi was renamed Qingzhu by mistake, taking the position of the great god of guarding the mountain.

It has only been about half a month since Tang Seng crossed into this world, and everything has changed so much, this butterfly effect is really a bit big.

The change of the world line indicates that things may be different from the original book in the future, and it also means that Tang Seng is about to lose the advantage of being familiar with the plot, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Thinking about it, Tang Seng's eyes suddenly became firm, and he said in his heart: "It doesn't matter if he changes it or not, this kind of calamity is completely a small potential that can be changed, and a big trend cannot be changed, so I'm afraid of a ghost! Besides, the original Tang Seng had no power to restrain the chicken, so he could only let the gods and Buddhas play with it, but now he is already a third-level cultivator of the Heavenly Immortals, and the speed of cultivation improvement far exceeds that of everyone, what is there to be afraid of!"

Sun Wukong, who was standing behind Tang Seng, looked at Tang Seng's back and suddenly found that Tang Seng's temperament had changed greatly.

The indescribable feeling made Sun Wukong feel it very clearly.

If the previous Tang Seng had the power of immortals and did not have the heart of immortals, the current Tang Seng has undergone great changes, and he is already slowly condensing his strong heart.

Cultivators are originally going against the sky, seizing the heavens and the earth and creating in their own bodies, and only with the heart of a strong man of their own can they become more powerful, and the speed of cultivation will be much faster.

Tang Seng took a deep breath, suppressed all the messy thoughts in his heart, looked at the second-in-command of the Guanyin Zen Monastery standing in front of him, and said: "Your abbot was killed by a monster and passed away, and now I announce that you are the new abbot of this Guanyin Zen Monastery!"

As he spoke, Tang Seng's majestic gaze swept around and asked, "Which of you agrees and who opposes?"

The second-in-command was stunned by the sudden surprise, and he was overjoyed for a while, and when he heard Tang Seng's words, he also glared at the little novice next to him to see who dared to say a word.

After a while, Tang Seng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, since no one speaks, then I will assume that you all agree!"

"Okay, unanimously approved, you are the new abbot!What is your name?" Tang Seng looked at the humanity in front of him.

"Thank you to the holy monk, thank you to the holy monk! Huitian was delighted and happy.

Tang Seng nodded and said: "Huitian, when we rushed over just now, we found that your abbot had been killed by the black bear spirit on the mountain, we were furious, and we fought with that black bear spirit for three hundred rounds, exhausting our physical strength, so we got rid of the black bear spirit and avenged your abbot." ”

After a pause, Tang Seng looked at Huitian and continued: "We have worked a lot, so now we are hungry and tired, you see......"

Tang Seng felt that what he had hinted at was obvious, this Jinchi Elder had accumulated an unknown amount of wealth over the past hundred years, and Tang Seng naturally would not let it go.

But I really don't know if this Huitian is honest or really stupid, so I didn't see such an obvious hint, but I was moved to arrange for someone to cook a meal and prepare a guest room.

Tang Seng was a little speechless, so he simply stopped playing any more tricks, and said happily: "Okay, I don't have time to stay with you, you open your abbot's small vault, the two of us are half each, and I will leave after getting the money!"

Hui Tian was stunned for a moment, and then asked suspiciously: "Holy monk, what do you mean by this, our abbot is a monk, how can there be any small treasury?"

Tang Seng frowned and said, "Do you really don't know or fake don't know?"

"The little monk really doesn't know!" Huitian was about to cry when he saw Tang Seng's unkind expression, and said with a bitter face.

"Bang!"

Tang Seng didn't say a word, stepped forward and kicked Huitian down, and then asked the people around him: "Do any of you know where your abbot's small treasury is? Who told me who is the new abbot, what I said, the Buddha can't change it!"

Hearing Tang Seng's words, most of those novices looked panicked, and only one of them rolled his eyes, which was obviously different.

Tang Seng's eyes froze, mana gushed out, and he ingested the person in an extremely rough way, and asked, "You know, right?"

The novice was obviously startled, then hesitated, squeezed his eyebrows, and said, "Holy monk, I know that I know, but this abbot position ......"

Tang Seng's patience had disappeared, and he was too lazy to think of a snake with this person, so he simply activated the supernatural power of the soul dementor, and after completely controlling this person, he asked again: "Where is the small treasury?"

The man's eyes were glazed, and he said without hesitation: "Under the statue of Guanyin in the main hall!"

When Tang Seng heard this, he threw this person aside, took Sun Wukong straight to the main hall, kicked open the door of the main hall, and sure enough, he saw a golden statue of Guanyin.

Tang Seng showed a smile and said, "Wukong, smash me!"