After drinking, it's good to get on the road.

Hearing Tang San's burial, all the Bodhisattva Arhats in the entire hall of Leiyin Temple were all confused.

Looking at Tang San's burial, these monks all had strange faces and elegant eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

What the hell are you ...... Do you know who you're talking to?

Buddha, the bearer of Buddhism, the only existence in the Three Realms and Six Realms in heaven and earth.

You dare to talk to him like this, have you forgotten why the golden cicada was reincarnated back then?

"Hehe, why do you have this expression."

Placing a cup of soy milk in front of Rulai, Tang Sanfu's gaze swept around.

"Just kidding, the poor monk is just joking with the Buddha, the Buddha is such a big Buddha, he shouldn't worry about the poor monk, right?"

Buddha: "......."

Buddhas: "......"

When you say this, if you think about it again, doesn't it seem that the Buddha is too stingy?

Looking at Tang San's casual face, the Buddha's whole face darkened.

"Huh? I haven't seen you for a while, and I just found out that the Buddha's face is much darker than before, do you always stay up late and have a disordered schedule?

Come, drink soy milk, soy milk has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, drink more and your face will be white. ”

Buddha: "......."

Drinking soy milk?

Why did you come to my Leiyin Temple to drink soy milk?

I drink you with a face, believe it or not?

"The poor monk came thousands of miles to Lingshan to learn scriptures and bear the heavy responsibility of the great prosperity of Buddhism, the Buddha won't even give this little face to the poor monk, right?"

At this point, the Buddha stared at Tang Sanfu with a dark face, resisting the urge to kill him before he brought the true scriptures back to Dongtu, and picked up a cup of soy milk in front of him.

As a person of status, the Buddha also drank soy milk before.

He knows that soy milk is divided into many types, including plain, sweet, and salty.

Like Yonghe soy milk or something, although he hasn't drunk it..... I hadn't heard of it either, but that didn't affect him from pretending to know it well.

The monks' favorite food is tofu, and the Buddha is no exception.

I ate too much tofu, and when I drank soy milk, the Buddha was also used to adding some sugar to it.

After some identification, the Buddha picked up the spice jar with salt from the side, added some soy sauce to the soy milk, sprinkled some chopped green onions, shook it a few times and evenly dissolved, the Buddha picked up the soy milk and was ready to drink it all.

Finished drinking..... Good on the road.

Yes, the Buddha felt that Tang San's burial sentence was very correct.

Hurriedly drank it and sent Tang San on the road, and after sending the true scriptures back to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, he could really send the other party on the road.

Well, that's a path from which there is never a turning back.

It's just that.....

"Wait!"

As soon as the Buddha brought the soy milk to his mouth, before he could drink it, the sound of Tang San's burial sounded in his ears.

Subconsciously stopped the movements in his hand, and the Buddha looked at Tang Sanfu in confusion, not knowing what kind of moth this bastard was going to do.

"You drink soy milk...... Drink salty? ”

The Buddha nodded.

"Any questions?"

Tang Sanyu stared at the Buddha.

"But..... The soy milk prepared for you by the poor monk is sweet? ”

Buddha: "....... am I special......

The soy milk you prepared is sweet, so what are you doing with all these bottles and jars?

Yes?

Tell me what you're going to do? Teasing me?

"You drink soy milk and drink sweet?"

The Buddha looked at Tang San's burial with a majestic face, but what he said was a topic that made people laugh.

Tang Sanfu nodded, "How sweet it is." ”

The Buddha glared, "Salty is delicious." ”

Tang Sanfu slapped the table and stood up, "Fart, the salty party is a heretic." ”

The Buddha took the opportunity to put the sweet soy milk with soy sauce and chopped green onions in his hand on the table, "The sweet party is heretical." ”

Tang Sanfu slapped the table and smashed it, "Are you not giving face to the poor monk?" Do you want to fight? ”

The Buddha looked at the soy milk scattered all over the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Fight?"

Tang San's momentum weakened, "Hehe, the poor monk is just joking, come and ..... Let's continue to drink soy milk. ”

Tang San's funeral hand flipped over, and another cup of soy milk was handed to the Buddha.

Buddha: "......"

If you don't drink this soy milk, you won't be able to get over it today, right?

After receiving the soybean milk from Tang San's burial, the Buddha raised his head and drank it all.

After drinking, he smashed his mouth.

In all fairness, although Tang San's burial was a little unreliable, the soy milk he bought from somewhere was indeed quite delicious.

I just don't know which store I bought it, so I can try it often in the future.

"How?"

Just when the Buddha was in his inner monologue, Tang Sanfu looked at the Buddha with a little caution on his face.

"Well, it tastes good."

The monks did not speak, and the Buddha returned honestly.

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

"It's just...... Does it taste good? ”

The Buddha frowned, "Is there anything else?" ”

Tang Sanyu nodded, "Definitely, you don't have the feeling of writing anything else?" ”

"Feeling else?"

A bad premonition rose in the Buddha's heart.

Tang Sanfu nodded, "For example..... Sudden stomach pain, bloating in the lower abdomen, etc. ”

Buddha: "......."

His complexion changed, and the Buddha subconsciously closed his eyes to investigate, wanting to see if he was poisoned.

Although there are not many poisons in these three realms that can play a role in themselves, just these few words that Tang Sanbu said, the Buddha felt that he might be killed by Tang Sanburi.

However, after some investigation, the Buddha did not feel the slightest sign of poisoning.

Looking at the face of the Buddha, Tang Sanfu also knew that the Buddha might not have anything to do at all, so he couldn't help frowning.

"It shouldn't be, the poor monk has studied the dystocia yin and yang water for half an hour, how can it not have any effect?"

Although Tang Sanfu's self-talk was extremely low, it could not escape the ears of the Buddha.

Dystocia...... Yin and Yang Water?

What's that?

Even though I don't know what it is, just by listening to the name, I know it's not a good thing.

I drank the soy milk I boiled with that thing..... Is it really okay?

He didn't care about shooting Tang San's funeral to death on the spot to vent his anger, and was just about to check his body again, but before he could use his means, the face of the Buddha clan suddenly changed.

Subconsciously covering his stomach, the Buddha's face showed a painful look.

Suffering?

This kind of expression has not appeared on his face for hundreds of millions of years since he became a Buddha.

Now, seeing the Buddha's expression, all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats all changed color.

There are even a few Buddhas who have passed it on personally, and they have already taken out magic weapons to bury Tang San in the middle.

"Tsk..... Want to get your hands dirty? ”

The Great Sage Golden Hoop Stick appeared in his hand at some point, and he lightly slammed it on the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the entire Great Lei Yin Temple collapsed in an instant.

On the fall of Leiyin Temple, this topic was started under the stick of the Great Sage.

"Goku!"

Breaking out of the ruins with a little embarrassment, Tang Sanfu glared at the Great Sage with a dark face.

"Uh..... Hehe, I'm excited to write, and I didn't control the strength well. ”

Tang Sanfu glared at the Great Sage again, and turned his head to look at the ruins.

At this moment, he deeply realized the power of this difficult birth yin and yang water that he had studied.

As strong as the Buddha, under that kind of pain, he seemed to have become a mortal, the Leiyin Temple collapsed, and he was buried alive under the Leiyin Temple without even being able to dodge.

Of course, although he was buried alive, he was a Buddha after all, but the collapse of Leiyin Temple did not really hurt him.

With a wave of Tang San's burial hand, the wreckage in the ruins automatically moved away, revealing the Buddha who had fallen to the ground with a painful look on his face.

At this time, the Buddha, where is there still a little bit of the majesty of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas.

The whole person is like an ordinary pregnant woman who encountered a difficult birth during childbirth, rolling on the ground and moaning..... Even the wailing was barely audible, as if the pain had exhausted all his strength.

Second Senior Brother: "......"

Seeing the miserable appearance of the Buddha, he actually had a feeling of kinship in his heart.

Just an hour ago, this pain had just been demonstrated in him.

Although the mutant Zimu River water he drank was not as powerful as the dystocia yin and yang water that his master had studied, that kind of pain had already made him, a mixed yuan scattered immortal, unable to survive or die.

Now.....

Although the Buddha is a little stronger than himself, the pain he endured should not be much weaker than his own.

There is a saying that while he is sick, he wants his life.

It's just that..... Tang Sanfu didn't do this.

He just watched quietly, watching the Buddha suffer in that inhuman torture.

He just watched from the sidelines.

In this life, he has cut off the cause and effect from his previous life after meeting his master, and the current Tang San's burial actually does not have much cause and effect with the previous golden cicada.

Therefore, although the Buddha once ate the body of the golden cicada and let the golden cicada reincarnate, Tang Sanfu actually did not have much resentment towards the Buddha.

Torture him, it can already be regarded as repaying the cause and effect between him and Jin Cicada.

This painful torment lasted seven hundred and forty-nine hours.

Every minute and every second, the Buddha's consciousness wandered on the verge of collapse.

When forty-nine hours had passed, after the continuous effect of Tang San's invention patent had passed, the Buddha was paralyzed on the ground, and it was already so difficult to even move a finger.

"Goku..... The rest, you'll take care of it. ”

Glancing at the Buddha, Tang Sanfu turned his head and said to the Great Sage.

The Great Sage nodded, took a step forward, and looked at the Buddha condescendingly.

Today's Buddha, where is there still a little bit of divine majesty, and the whole person has fallen in front of the great sage like a dead dog.

At that moment, in a trance, the Great Sage suddenly discovered..... The obsession in his heart and the hatred in his heart seem to be not so deep.

He hated ..... I hated him so much that these high-ranking gods and Buddhas played him like a fool and applauded.

And his obsession only stems from his unwillingness to be weak.

Facing those high gods and Buddhas, he was ..... at that time There is no resistance at all.

And now, he can stand in front of the Buddha, condescending, looking down at the other party prostrate at his feet.

"Back then..... It was I who won. ”

Gripping the golden hoop stick several times, and gently letting go, along with it, there was also the five hundred years of obsession in the heart of the great sage.

Back then, he made a bet with the Buddha that he would be able to fly out of the palm of the Buddha's hand.

At the edge of the 'Heavenly Pillar', he circled the pillar three times, and had already flown out of the palm of the Buddha three times.

He left a word on the five fingers of the Buddha, and then the king returned.

The Buddha covered his hands and pressed him under the Five Elements Mountain.

He couldn't argue, no one gave him justice.

And now, he's the one who can tear up the script at any time.

Standing in front of the Buddha, looking at this once high Buddha, he just spit out that word lightly, saying what no one wanted to listen to him back then.

The gambling contract of the year...... It was he who won.

In the past five hundred years, he has said countless times that he has been deceived by the Buddha, and no one believes him, only as an ignorant monkey with humble self-esteem.

However, only he knows, or rather..... Only the two of them knew.

A gamble of the year..... Actually, it was he who won.

"Now, I've won again."

Five hundred years ago, his palm could not bind him.

Five hundred years later, the shackles of the Marble Mountains ...... Still couldn't subdue him.

The Great Sage put away the golden hoop stick that had never fallen, Ling Ran smiled and raised his head slightly.

In the palm of his hand, the spiritual mountain turned upside down and turned into an upside-down world.

In the world, the Buddha sat on the lotus platform, motionless, sacred and solemn, isolated from all living beings in two worlds.

Buddha..... It's a kind of faith, Buddha, and it's good to exist only in faith.

Suddenly, a sound sounded like space shattering.

At that moment, the momentum of the sky rose from the top of the Great Sage's head.

The wind and clouds swept 90,000 miles, and the birds and beasts were all subdued.

He was born a saint.

Now the shackles are gone, and I understand my heart. Back to your true self –

The Great Sage Returns!