Take a knife.

This sentence is already the second time that Tang Sanfu has said it.

It's just that this second time and the first time, although there is no difference in a word, the meaning of the words is very different.

From the tone of Tang San's burial, the Great Sage understood the meaning of Tang San's funeral.

After thinking about it, he pulled out a life-saving hair and blew it, and a two-meter-long machete was handed to Tang Sanfu's hand.

Tang Sanfu took the knife and looked at the stunned sand monk in front of him, his tone was cold.

"My broadsword is 200 meters long, and I'll give you the chance to run 199 meters first."

With a wave of his hand, the two-meter-long big knife instantly increased by a hundredfold, holding the giant knife, Tang San's whole person looked so small.

"I....... Master.......? ”

The sand monk who didn't know why looked at Tang Sanfu and moved the knife without saying a word, or such a terrifying two-hundred-meter big knife, the whole person was confused, I didn't understand what the situation was, why was it okay one moment, and the next moment it was as if he was going to die of tenderness?

Tang San bowed his head.

"The poor monk Tang San is buried, the Tang San is buried in the sky and the earth is buried, and the Tang San who eats the meat of the poor monk can live forever.

The reincarnation of the golden cicada, the third burial of the tenth reincarnation.

The world knows that the poor monk is reincarnated in ten lifetimes, and he practices in ten lifetimes.

But I don't know that the poor monk has walked through this path of learning scriptures nine times, and nine times he has been folded on the way......"

Tang Sanfu didn't go on, but whether it was the second senior brother of the Great Sage, or Sha Wujing, who felt that it was ridiculous, they all understood the meaning of Tang San's funeral.

The tenth reincarnation has been passed nine times, and nine times it has been folded on the way.

Looking at the nine skulls hanging around the neck of the sand monk, if you can't think of anything else, it is really the reincarnation of the second senior brother, and he forgot to bring his brain.

"I ...... Master wants to beat and punish, just do it. ”

Knowing that he completely offended the chairman when he first joined the company, or the kind of long-cherished hatred for life, Sha Seng no longer had hope for his future.

Originally, in this quicksand river, seven swords pierced the heart every day, and it was better to live than die.

The Western Heaven is also not qualified to resist and has to do it as a last resort.

Now if Tang San's burial is to be liquidated, it seems to be a relief to be able to die in the hands of Tang San's burial.

At least, you don't have to become someone else's pawn, and you don't have the qualifications to control your own destiny.

Seeing that Sha Seng was so single, Tang San's face did not show any emotion, he glanced at Sha Seng coldly, his right hand flickered, and the two-hundred-meter big knife in his hand became a normal size.

Seeing that Tang Sanfu had withdrawn the magic power of the Dharma, Heaven and Earth that had been blessed on the big sword, the second senior brother had just boasted in his heart that his master was so broad-minded.

The next moment, I saw two cold rays flashing.

Brush!

A knife fell, slashing directly from the left shoulder of the sand monk to the right abdomen, and the big mouth of the blood hula cracked, revealing a bright red beating heart.

The second sword light followed, and in the white light, a heart had been cut off from the chest cavity and fell to the ground, still pounding.

Tang San's left hand was painted in the void, and when Gan Ling fell, the half-meter-long opening on Sha Seng's chest was re-closed the next moment Gan Lin fell, but there was a hot beating heart missing.

Seeing that his heart was cut off, Sha Seng didn't feel the slightest pain.

Subjected to this treatment, it stands to reason that he should hate, at least resentment and anger.

As a human being, there are seven emotions and six desires, and under the seven emotions, even if you know that you are wrong, even if you know that you deserve it, but when you really watch others dig out your heart, you will inevitably have resentment and hatred.

It's just that he obviously feels that he should hate, resent, and anger, but looking at his heart that is still beating when he falls to the ground, Sha Seng finds that he can't have any hatred in his heart.

Yes.

If your heart is gone, where will there be any hatred and resentment?

His gaze didn't stop at the beating bright red heart, and the long knife in Tang San's hand was waved down again and again.

With a knife falling, Sha Seng's skull was split in half, and after the white light passed, all the meridians and blood vessels connected to the brain were disconnected, and the entire brain was taken out of the skull intact.

Seeing Tang San's funeral hand wave, the beating heart and brain disappeared, Sha Seng raised his head and looked at Tang San's burial..... There was a bit of confusion in his eyes.

"Master, you're not going to kill me?"

Tang Sanfu helped Sha Seng recover the injury on his head, and Sha Seng knelt on the ground with a cute face.

"If you go to the west for 90,000 miles, you should repay the cause and effect you owe."

The ice and snow melted on Tang San's burial face, and the big knife in his hand turned into a hairy hair and fell on top of the Great Sage's head again.

"Oh!"

Sha Seng nodded, only to feel that he seemed to be different, and he couldn't tell what had become different about him.

It's just that.....

No thoughts, no sorrows, no joys, no resentments, very strange, and I don't feel a little strange.

Tang San Fu put away the knife, raised his hand and patted Sha Seng's head, signaling that he could get up.

As soon as Tang San withdrew his burial hand, he heard a shout in the sky from a distance.

"Holy monk! Be merciful to the Holy Monk! ”

When the voice came, Tang Sanfu had already withdrawn his hand, and Sha Seng had already stood up.

The four masters and apprentices looked up at the sky together, and saw Mu Zha standing above the clouds, looking at his master and apprentice with an embarrassed expression.

"It turned out to be a Hui'an walker under the Guanyin seat, I don't know what the walker has to do with a poor monk?"

Tang Sanyu looked at Mu Zha and asked leisurely.

Somehow, Tang San's tone was obviously not the slightest bit cold, but Mu Zha had the illusion of falling into an ice cave, and couldn't help but shudder.

MMP, this monk seems harmless to humans and animals, but he knows how ferocious this monk is.

Before coming from the South China Sea, he had just received news that the Wuchao Zen Master of Futu Mountain, the Great Day of Buddhism, had disappeared and evaporated from the Three Realms after these monks passed by Futu Mountain once.

The devil knows what they did to the old Zen master.

Now the whole Buddhism is still discussing this matter, and many Bodhisattvas and Arhats are looking for clues about the Zen master.

Although no one believed that Tang San's burial master and apprentice could hurt Wuchao Zen Master, let alone that they had the ability to make Wuchao Zen Master evaporate from the world and leave no bones.

However, the Buddha's decree himself, if it is really determined that Tang Sanfu and others have any direct relationship with the disappearance of Dari Rulai, after learning the scriptures, they must ask for forgiveness.

What the? Why not ask about sins now?

Hehe, you are stupid or the Buddha is stupid, now ask sin, who will take the scriptures?

Is it important to prosper Buddhism after learning the scriptures, or is it important for a demon clan who doesn't care about things to insert it into the big day?

Looking at the eyes of Tang Sanfu, Mu Zha's heart chilled, and he didn't want to fall into the name of Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea.

With a smile on his face, he pointed to Sha Wujing on the ground.

"This quicksand essence is called Sha Wujing, which is the Bodhisattva's apprentice who was accepted by the holy monk in advance, and the holy monk you learned scriptures in the west.

The Bodhisattva was afraid that this Sha Wujing would not know the identity of the holy monk and would harm the holy monk and apprentice, so he sent a small monk to explain it, so as not to hurt the harmony. ”

Tang San pouted and hurt his peace?

Hehe, he doesn't believe in Guanyin's little lady...... That dead shemale wouldn't know that his first nine lives were all eaten by this Sha Wujing.

Although his own master said that he had been cut off from the reincarnation cause and effect of his previous life.

Nominally the reincarnation of the golden cicada, in fact, he is himself, there is no past life, no afterlife, only a Tang San burial today.

But I can't help myself from feeling disgusted.

He felt that Guanyin, the big man in women's clothing, must have done it on purpose, absolutely on purpose.

I can't say, there may be that old miscellaneous ..... Bad idea from that hairless old bald donkey.

Thinking in his heart, Tang Sanfu pursed his lips again, "Come and explain the misunderstanding?" ”

Mu Zha nodded, and was just about to speak, but was preempted by Tang Sanfu.

"You're late, you've already misunderstood."

Muzha: "......"

What does it mean that the misunderstanding is over?

Is this a human word? 、

If there is no misunderstanding, what does he explain? It's because the misunderstanding has arisen that I'm here to explain it to you.

Complaining in his heart, Mu Zha was just about to speak, but was preempted by Tang Sanfu again, "Now this Sha Wujing has offended the poor monk to death, and there is no way to resolve it." ”

Muzha: "......." is so special...... What kind of monk is this, do you have such a faceless envoy to Guanyin?

Why is it so disgusting to speak? Could it be that you have awakened some disgusting talent?

scolded his mother in his heart, and Mu Zha's face still had a kind smile.

"Holy monk, this is 90,000 miles to the west, there are many demons and obstacles on the road, although there are two disciples of Monkey King and Marshal Tianpeng to protect it, it is inevitable that there will be negligence.

Therefore, if the holy monk wants to succeed in obtaining the true scriptures......"

"I don't want to succeed in getting the scriptures."

Muzha: "......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Sanfu again, looking at the monk in front of him who couldn't see through him, Mu Zha suddenly felt ...... I and the monk in front of me are not the same magnitude of the same weight at all.

At this moment, he had a strong urge to turn around and leave without caring about anything.

And then......

Just when Mu Zha wanted to stop doing anything, Tang San buried his hand, and a golden rune paper appeared in his hand.

Syllable!

With a snap of his fingers, a cloud of flame spread onto the golden rune paper.

Rumble!

The golden rune paper burned, and instead of turning into ashes, it turned into a little bit of energy and dissipated in the heavens and the earth.

South China Sea, Luojia Mountain.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was feeding the goldfish, changed his complexion, and involuntarily put on a women's coat and flew away from Luojia Mountain.

A few breaths later, on the banks of the quicksand river.

Guanyin looked at Muzha, Muzha looked at Guanyin, and the two stared at each other.

The moment they looked at each other, they seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

This damn monk, can we kill him.

"So...... How the hell are you willing to cross the quicksand river? ”

Guanyin almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Tang Sanfu sat on the stone and glanced up at Guanyin, "The poor monk is afraid of water, the quicksand river is eight hundred miles wide, and the poor monk can't get through." ”

Guanyin took the gourd from Muzha's hand, "This gourd is a treasure, it can become bigger and carry you across the river." ”

Tang Sanfu rolled his eyes, "The poor monk is mortal, and it is not safe to sit on the gourd for fear of falling." ”

"So what do you want!"

Guanyin's voice already had the feeling of gritting his teeth, he knew that Tang San's burial was revenge, naked revenge, and he was sincerely disgusting.

It's just that in the face of Tang San's funeral, he doesn't have any other way.

Now they are begging others to learn from the scriptures, and they are being eaten to death.

Hearing Guanyin say such words, Tang Sanfu smiled.

The corners of his mouth hooked, and a bright smile filled with it.

"Poor Monk...... It takes a powerful god and Buddha to carry the poor monk across the river. ”