"Smack!"

The red tassel gun in the red boy's hand fell to the ground with a snap.

Picking it up in a hurry, the red boy pointed at Tang Sanfu with a red tassel gun, and asked with a fierce stubble, "You...... What did you say? ”

Tang San's eyes were red, and tears flashed in his eyes.

The poor monk said...... The poor monk suspects that the poor monk may be your long-lost biological father.

In other words..... You may be the long-lost biological son of a poor monk. ”

Red Boy: "......."

The red boy raised his head and looked at Tang San's funeral, handsome, handsome, with a big bald head, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in holy light, which was so consistent with the ideal type of father in his mind.

Wrong...... What are you thinking?

He is a red child, a red child of the Holy Child King.

His father is the Bull Demon King of Moyun Cave in Jilei Mountain, and he has nothing to do with Tang San's burial from the Tang Dynasty.

Moreover, how old is this Tang San burial, how can it be his biological father.

He may not have been born sooner than he could.

Thinking of this, the red boy looked at Tang Sanfu again, his eyes were already full of anger.

"Call you monk nonsense, see if this king doesn't tear up your stinky mouth."

As he spoke, the tip of the red tassel gun in the red boy's hand slashed through the air with a cold light, and stabbed at Tang Sanzang's mouth, as if he was about to tear Tang Sanzang's mouth apart with the tip of the gun.

Tang San took a step back to avoid the red boy's shot, and seeing that the red boy was about to make a move again, he hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Stop! You listen to the poor monk first, and then it's not too late to act. ”

Hearing this, the red boy glanced at Tang Sanfu suspiciously, feeling that the three apprentices of this monk were not by his side, and he couldn't escape from the palm of his hand, so he nodded, and decided to listen to what this monk could say.

The reason why this is the case is also that he himself has doubts in his heart.

Whether the Bull Demon King is his biological father or not, this matter is not only him, but even many demons in the Thunder Mountain have doubts about this.

After all, there doesn't seem to be even the slightest resemblance between the red boy and the Bull Demon King's father and son.

And what really makes Red Boy suspicious of this...... It's that since he had himself, the relationship between his father, the Bull Demon King, and his mother, Princess Iron Fan, has become worse and worse.

Even in recent years, the Bull Demon King has openly raised a junior outside.

"Say it."

Thinking of this, the red boy took the red tassel gun and looked at Tang San's burial.

Tang Sanfu smiled and pulled the red boy to sit on the stone he was sitting on before.

"Kid, your name is Red Boy, right?"

Red Boy nodded, "I, Holy Child King, Red Child. ”

Tang Sanfu nodded, "Then let me ask you, do you have the slightest resemblance to your father, the Bull Demon King?"

Other people's fathers and sons will have some similarities to a greater or lesser extent, what else is the same between you and the Bull Demon King, except for gender? ”

This sentence stopped the red boy, this was the reason why he was willing to listen to what Tang Sanyu could say before deciding whether to do it or not.

Seeing that the red boy was speechless, Tang Sanfu grinned, "That's right, there is no resemblance between you and the Bull Demon King, you don't look like your biological father and son."

That's why your parents are so incompatible.

If the poor monk guessed correctly, your father, the Bull Demon King, hasn't been home for a long time? ”

Red Boy nodded, although he didn't know where the monk knew, but his father hadn't been home for a long time.

His mother had been depressed all day in Moyun Cave, and when he saw that he was depressed, he moved out of Moyun Cave.

After that, because he wanted to arrest Tang San's burial, he came to the vicinity of this Huoyun Cave and waited for Tang San's burial.

It's just that......

"This only proves that my father and mother are not in harmony, but it does not mean that I am not born to my father."

Tang Sanfu nodded, it is true, there is no DNA or anything like that in these years, even if it is an immortal, it is difficult to prove whether a child is his own flesh and blood.

So......

At this time, if you want the red boy to believe it, you have to ask Tang Sanfu to show his own fooling Dafa.

"These naturally don't prove that you are not born to the Bull Demon King, but at least they prove that you are not like you are born to the Bull Demon King.

But on another point, the poor monk wants to ask you......

Were you born with the supernatural power of Samadhi True Fire? As soon as the flames come out, even your father, the Bull Demon King, can't bear it? ”

Speaking of his samadhi true fire, the red boy nodded proudly.

"That's right, I'm very talented, and I'm born with the natural power of Samadhi True Fire, even my father, the Bull Demon King, can't stand the burning of my flame."

The red boy looked proud, Tang Sanfu pursed his lips, "Don't be complacent, the poor monk asked you, since you have the magical power of Samadhi True Fire, have you ever thought about it..... Where does your true samadhi fire come from? ”

"Brought out of the womb."

The red boy looked at Tang San's funeral strangely, with a look of course.

"Brought out of the womb?

There are laws in the Three Realms since ancient times, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the children of treasure hunting rats are good at making holes.

This sentence intuitively translates to mean that whether it is a god or a monster, even among mortals, there is a law.

This law is what the poor monks call heredity.

In other words, the children of the two dragons are born with the ability to travel through clouds and rain.

The children of the two phoenixes were born to know Nanming and leave the fire, and have the ability to be reborn from the fire.

And the little cub of the treasure hunting rat has the natural ability to drill holes and hunt for treasures in the womb of the mother.

So, you say that your true fire of samadhi is brought out of your mother's womb.

So..... The poor monk is about to ask you, does your father, the Bull Demon King, know this samadhi true fire? ”

Red Boy: "......."

Shaking his head subconsciously, the red boy frowned cutely.

"Although I didn't ask, my father couldn't stand the burning of the samadhi fire, but I could touch it.

So..... Father, he probably doesn't know the true fire of samadhi.

But ......."

Tang Sanfu smiled, "Then the poor monk asks you again, does your mother know the true fire of Samadhi?" ”

The red boy shook her head, "Mother said that I was born with the supernatural power of samadhi true fire, and even she would envy it." ”

Tang Sanfu asked again, "Your father doesn't understand the true fire of samadhi, and your mother doesn't understand the true fire of samadhi, so how did you bring this true fire of samadhi out of your mother's womb?" ”

"I ......"

Red Boy opened her mouth to retort, "Mother said that she lived near the Flaming Mountain when she was pregnant with me, and once went deep into the Flaming Mountain.

The deep core of the Flame Mountain is the Samadhi True Fire in the Bagua Furnace of Taishang Laojun.

Xu inherited the fire at that time, so that I was born with the true fire of samadhi. ”

Hearing this, Tang Sanfu sneered.

"After going to the Flame Mountain, the child in the womb was born with the true fire of Samadhi, so according to what you say, wouldn't the child who lived on the edge of the pyramid be born with the power of Gengjin?

A child born in the forest can take the essence of Otogi?

There are so many water tribes in the sea, why haven't you heard of anyone refining the Three Lights Divine Water? ”

Tang San's questioning made the red boy speechless.

Indeed, living on the edge of the Flame Mountain allowed him to have the natural power of Samadhi True Fire from birth, and this reason was indeed a bit too far-fetched.

The samadhi true fire is such a supernatural power, and I have never heard of anyone who can grasp it by nature.

Normally, the true fire of samadhi is the fire in the wood, the fire in the stone, and the fire in the air, and the fusion of the three fires creates the true fire of samadhi.

Refining this samadhi will grasp the essence of the true fire of samadhi.

It's just that the three fires are hard to find, and it is even more difficult to smelt, even if you are lucky enough to practice, if you are only a little careless in the fusion, you will be eaten by the Samadhi True Fire, and the fire will be burned into ashes.

As far as he knew, the person who possessed the true fire of Samadhi, apart from him, seemed to be the only one in the three realms, Taishang Laojun.

"That'...... That ......"

Listening to Tang Sanburi's words, the red boy felt that he didn't know how to refute, only that every word Tang Sanbury said seemed to be very reasonable.

Seeing this, Tang Sanyu knew that Red Boy'er's heart had actually begun to waver, and he immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue him.

"The reason why the poor monk said that you may be the biological child of the poor monk who has been separated for many years is because the poor monk knows that there are only two people in these three realms who have the true fire of samadhi, and one is the old monarch of the thirty-three heavens who represents the will of the Dao ancestor.

Another...... No, it's a poor monk. ”

Well, there are definitely only the two of them in the Three Realms, as for his master......

Hehe, his master belongs to the Three Realms?? You're not kidding him.

In Tang Sanburi's opinion, his master was between Niu A and Niu C, and he could no longer be defined and measured by the Three Realms, Six Realms and the like.

Hearing Tang Sanzang's words, Red Boy's first reaction was disbelief, and he immediately frowned and wanted to sneer.

It's just that before he could speak, Tang San's hand flipped over, and a flame appeared from his hand, beating continuously in his palm.

The familiar flame, the familiar feeling like blood linking, made the red boy see at a glance that this flame was ...... It is the true fire of samadhi.

Moreover, he could also feel that Tang Sanfu's control over the Samadhi True Fire was much stronger than his own.

"You...... You have really mastered the true fire of samadhi. ”

Tang Sanyu smiled a little ashamedly, "I'm not afraid to tell you, the poor monk's samadhi true fire...... It's also from a memory. ”

Indeed, he learned it when he was three years old, and he was almost just remembering.

As for what Red Boy will make up for after hearing it, it's not something he can manage.

Anyway, he, Tang San, can swear to the heavens on this matter - he didn't lie.

Sure enough, hearing Tang Sanzang's words, the red boy was taken to the ditch.

"You are also the true fire of samadhi brought by beating your mother's womb? You're not going to be my long-lost brother, are you? ”

Tang San's burial: "......."

MMP Oh, the ghost wants to be a brother with you, isn't it a generation shorter than you?

"Amitabha, have you forgotten that the poor monk is the reincarnated body."

Hearing this, the red boy was awe-inspiring, and he already had some doubts about his life experience.

"But..... Even so, it doesn't prove that you are my biological father.

You..... You and my mother don't know each other. ”

As soon as Red Boy's words came out, Tang San was happy.

It was really fun.

This kid knows how to cooperate with the poor monks, what a good boy!

With emotion in his heart, Tang San flipped his hand, and a banana fan appeared in his hand.

"Is this familiar?"

"What are you...... Plantain fan? ”

The last three words, Red Boy shouted in an incredulous tone.

Banana fan, why is there a banana fan in Tang San's hands? Isn't the banana fan in his mother's hands?

Tang Sanyu nodded and shook his head again.

"Yes, this is the poor monk's banana fan.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, there are four leaves on the innate spiritual root plantain tree, which are the four attributes of earth, wind, water and fire.

The last four bananas turned into four banana fans, the two water and soil fans have not yet come out, the banana fan in your mother's hand is the wind attribute, and the poor monk is the fire attribute in the hand. ”

Looking at the thick horror on the face of the red boy who sprang up from the stone, Tang Sanfu made up his sword again, "The wind borrows the fire, and the fire grows with the wind."

This is the second fan..... One is in the hands of the poor monk, and the other belongs to your mother. ”

The red boy took a few steps back in a daze, his face still showing disbelief, and the whole person rose to the sky.

"I don't believe it!

I don't believe it!

How could you be my father!

You wait, I'll go back and ask Mother! ”

Red Boy, success was fooled and lame.