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Far away in the purple bamboo forest more than 100,000 miles away, Guanyin, who was spreading in the bamboo forest, slammed suddenly, and a purple bamboo branch in her hand broke instantly, and her beautiful big eyes showed a hint of surprise and whispered:

"This golden carp is actually dead, this is underestimating Tang Seng and his apprentices, Sun Monkey, Pig Wuneng, I have only killed so many monsters halfway this way, but why did they let some monsters go?"

Guanyin frowned and pondered, she also felt that the things here were very strange, she had already walked fifty-four thousand miles, except that Tang Seng was still difficult to walk at the beginning, but now it is getting easier and easier;

The three demons of Che Chi Kingdom, the dragon of the Heishui River, and the green lion of the Black Chicken Country, these demons arranged by her personally did not catch Tang Seng, which made Guanyin very depressed, because it was arranged by the Western Sect, and Tang Seng was not suffered, and the westbound team did not kill or capture the monsters, so the West had to bear the backlash of the people and other creatures who were damaged by the catastrophe they set. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since crossing the Tongtian River from the Chen family's boat, Tang Quan began to be more careful, because the westward journey had already been halfway through, and the Western Sect had begun to pay more attention to the movements everywhere, and the calamity designed was more difficult.

After the Tongtian River, Tang Quan is still reminiscing about the delicious taste of the golden carp, this golden carp is raised by Guanyin, and many people have eaten it here, and finally it is eaten now, but Guanyin's will to kill the heaven and earth will remember that the backlash of the backlash, if the merit obtained by herself cannot be suppressed, it is also deserving of her bad luck.

In the eyes of these cultivators, ordinary people are the same as grasshoppers, and the number of deaths and injuries has nothing to do with them, unless they need merit and the power of faith to show their abilities.

Merit is the special energy of heaven and earth rewards, but the power of faith is a branch of luck, not only the Western religion needs the power of faith, but also the Daomen, otherwise they would not have played a battle of the gods in the same room.

Tang Quan's intervention in the Journey to the West, the most important thing is not to destroy their luck, his plan only needs to be effective at the last moment, and usually sabotage some is just to make trouble and make them feel blocked.

Traveling all the way, from early autumn to cold winter, Tang Sanzang shrank on horseback in the cold wind, and when he looked around, he saw a large mansion in front of him and said in a trembling voice:

"Dharma protector, Wukong apprentice...... There's a house in front of it, let's go check it out. ”

Sun Wukong condensed his fiery eyes and looked at it, and the fierce condensed demonic qi coiled in the sky above the compound, and he exclaimed with a hairy face:

"Master, the demonic atmosphere is raging here, maybe it's a monster blocking the way, it's better to wait for me to take a look."

Tang Seng trembled and dismounted and said:

"How can there be so many monsters here, this is obviously a family, you don't want to die cold as a teacher."

Tang Quan glanced at Tang Sanzang with disdain, the so-called use of people is not suspicious, this Tang Sanzang uses Sun Wukong at the moment to not leave half of the face, do things for himself, he took out the nail rake and said:

"Sanzang Zen Master, you wait a while, I'll take a look, if there are monsters, I'll take them, if there are no monsters, we can stay."

Tang Sanzang nodded and said:

"It's okay, please protect the Dharma."

This is the difference between an entourage and a disciple, the reason why Tang Quan is not a disciple is that he doesn't plan Tang Sanzang to say anything, but Sun Wukong is not right to refute it, being a disciple is better than being a slave.

Tang Quan carried a nail rake into the courtyard in the mountains, looked around, it was like a long time without living in the desolate place, pushed open the master room of the compound, there was a big bed in the room, there was a particularly large skeleton lying on the bed, Tang Quan looked at it and walked to the back, there were three cotton clothes made of brocade on a platform, he looked at it and walked to the skeleton and said:

"When you are a monster, you rob, and setting a trap does not harm people, but gives people a chance, unlucky monsters, don't blame the old pig for being ruthless."

Tang Quan seemed to be talking to himself, but as he spoke, a long nail appeared in each of his hands, and with two snorts, the two long nails were nailed to the top of the corpse's head and heart.

"......"

A roar of a cow that shook the heavens and the earth came out, and the entire compound began to fluctuate and twist, but the compound had disappeared into a cave entrance, and on a bluestone platform, the head and heart of a horned green cow were pierced by two mixed iron nails.

The green bull kept struggling, but the mixed iron nails were made with openings on three sides and blood troughs, and streams of blood arrows spurted out, and the green bull was also constantly howling and finally kicked his legs to death.

Tang Quan took a white ring from the nose of the green cow and put it away directly, only then did he turn around and look into the depths of the cave and open his mouth to spew out a black wind.

This black wind is swarthy and swarthy and can't see the surroundings clearly, in it countless wind knives can be chopped by anything, and there are screams in the cave one after another, and after a while, the black wind disperses, leaving only hundreds of fragments of the corpses of the little demons inside the cave.

Tang Quan walked to the entrance of the cave, looked into the distance, and shouted:

"Sanzang Zen Master can come over, the monsters here have been hung up, so you don't need to worry."

Tang San hid in front of the entrance of the cave and took a look, a green ox the size of a zhang died on the ground, surrounded by bloodstains, Tang Seng put his hands together and muttered and chanted the scriptures, but he didn't know that the monster Tang Quan killed was a super fart that had no soul, and now that hell was under the control of the Emperor Xudu, the Western Sect had to go through the screening of the Five Ghost Emperors if it was a person who was vicious in life, even if the scriptures of the Western Sect were broken, they would be thrown into the reincarnation of the next three realms.

Although the Yama of the eighteenth layer of hell took refuge in the Western Sect, under the strong suppression of the Emperor Xudu, if anyone violated the rules of the underworld, even the King of Yama would have to be cut off from the book of life and death and put into reincarnation, so it was difficult for the Western Sect to carry out this kind of snakehead behavior in the underworld.

Seeing this horned green cow, Sun Wukong looked up and down and muttered:

"Looks like this cow is a little familiar."

Tang Quan pulled the corpse of the green cow out of the hole and said:

"Whether it's familiar or not, there are hundreds of human bones in this cow demon's cave, which proves that this guy has been eating people here for a long time, but it's a pity that Wukong and the Zen master don't eat meat, otherwise it's not bad for me to make some sauced beef."

Saying that, Tang Quan pulled the corpse to the stream at the entrance of the cave, and the speed of disemboweling, disemboweling, peeling, skinning and deboning was simply dazzling, and after dissecting the beef, Tang Quan set up a fire and conjured up a large iron pot to start stewing beef, and conjured up a pot with beef offal.

He had already planned to eat the offal today, the beef was stewed and smoked overnight, and he took it on the road as dry food, and was stewing the offal soup and beef with various ingredients, a white cloud fell in the sky, and the Taishang Laojun clone of the thirty-three days Tushi Palace looked at the cowhide horn and cow bones thrown away not far away and couldn't help but fall.