The black tiger rioted, picked up the bench and beat the monk violently.

"Bastard!"

The black tiger was agitated, his face turned red, and the whole person was extremely angry, and the cultivation of the ninth layer of Ning Yuan broke out with all his strength, and the bench in his hand was like a murder weapon in the world, constantly smashing the monk, while beating, he was still scolding in his mouth.

"I'll let you degree, let you degree!"

"Your uncle, Lao Tzu gave you all the belongings, but you fucking said that you wanted me to be a monk!"

"I'll fuck you a dead monk, fuck your mother's degree! fuck your mother's 300 children's songs!"

"You say you can't die! You're a monk, you're reforming the wicked, can you be more professional? Have you ever seen anyone use 300 nursery rhymes to transform the wicked? Why don't you bring this scripture, big brother!"

"Forget about 300 children's songs, you can be more professional! Use dim sum, sing it! What the hell is your chicken and duck like a ghost crying wolf?"

"For a whole month, for a whole month! I was wrapped in the sound of your ghost crying wolf for twelve hours a day. In the past month, I have gone mad three times, I have had emotional breakdowns five times, and I have gone insane seven times!"

Scolding and scolding, the black tiger's eyes turned red, and the whole person collapsed and cried.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I am not a bandit anymore! I am no longer a bandit!"

Crying, the black tiger dropped the bench and the bloody monk who was beaten by him, and ran away towards the door.

Seeing the big boss crying and running out of the cottage, the other bandits fled the cottage together, the monk was so terrifying, the big boss was bullied and cried!

After all the mountain bandits left, a burst of blue light suddenly flashed on the body of the monk lying on the ground, and he was already dead and alive intact.

When he came to life, the monk immediately jumped up, made a defensive posture vigilantly, and said: "If you have something to say, don't do it! I still have something to ......."

Suddenly, I found that there was no one around.

"Strange! Where are the people?"

I looked around, but there was no one in sight.

"Ding Dong! The task of Duhua Mountain Bandit has been completed, congratulations to the host for obtaining 500 merit points. ”

Sanzang was stunned! As soon as he went up the mountain, he was killed once, and the task was completed, what is the situation?

Sanzang searched around the cottage, and sure enough, there was no one, and finally determined that after he was inexplicably killed once, he successfully completed the first degree task of the system.

Seeing that there was no one in the cottage, Sanzang naturally had an idea in his heart, and swept around, only to find that he was poor and white, and there was nothing.

"It's a cottage anyway, how can you be poorer than me!"

Sanzang smashed his mouth unhappily.

Suddenly, I saw the bench that I had just used to beat myself.

"Hey, this bench is good, it didn't break when it hit so hard just now, take it back to make furniture." ”

With the bench in hand, Sanzang left the empty cottage.

Two months have passed since Huiming left, and two months ago, Sanzang was teleported by the system to this Heartless Mountain Range, and under the instructions of the system, he found the construction site of the temple.

A small hill next to a ruined ruins of unknown age.

And after arriving here, the system issued a reward for Sanzang to complete the task of destroying the Heavenly Peak.

For this reward rectification, Sanzang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The system seals Sanzang's invincible divine power, but Sanzang can still use merit points to use it when he needs it, but it will limit the size of his strength because of the number of merit points.

At the same time, Sanzang was also given a suitable cheats exercise, "Can't Die".

According to the system, as long as you practice this exercise, death will become a luxury. When Sanzang asked why this was the kind of exercise, the system replied like this.

"I'm very worried about whether you can survive three days without the invincible divine power!"

Facts have proved that the system is right, Sanzang was bitten to death by a demon beast on the first day he went out here, although he later took the corpse king ugly man back to the field, but the scared Sanzang didn't dare to go out for half a month, and he let the ugly man do anything.

It wasn't until the system couldn't stand it and issued a task that Sanzang was kicked out of the house.

At the same time, the system gave Sanzang a copy of the Demon Divine Skill, as long as the body and mind are firm, no matter what kind of monster can be controlled!

Looking at the 300 children's songs, Sanzang asked the system: Did I find a monkey to help me tear up the scriptures, and then find a beautiful Miss Gao to spell out the Great Ri Rulai Sutra?

System: You can try!

Tripitaka:......!

Along the way, Sanzang encountered several demon beasts, although they were all low-level demon beasts, but they were not something that Sanzang could deal with now, a person who had no cultivation.

Of course, it's not that there is no cultivation, because "Can't Die" can indeed be cultivated, but cultivation requires too much true qi, and now Sanzang is just an entry martial artist in the qi training layer.

Another good thing is that after practicing "Can't Die", Sanzang actually rejuvenated his body and regained his appearance of twenty-five or six, which is the thing that makes Sanzang the happiest.

Walking through a forest, a ruin appeared in front of Sanzang's eyes, and the ruins were crawling with various plants and vines. From the scale of the ruins, you can see how glorious this place used to be, but after all, there is no absolute eternity in the world, and there will always be a moment when the brilliance will dissipate.

Bypassing the ruins, Sanzang came to a small hill, on the top of which there was a small temple, although it was a little dilapidated, but Sanzang was already working hard to build it, and yes, he took out a ten-thousandth of his wealth to repair the temple.

Sanzang believes that when the fat sheep comes to the door, ah no! When the rich pilgrims come to the door, they will definitely be able to build it very well.

Sanzang opened the temple gate, only to see an unexpected person.

I saw a woman in her twenties, dressed in an ordinary cloth dress, with a dark red moon-shaped birthmark covering half of her face, sitting at a table drinking tea.

"Master Sun, why are you here?"

The one in front of him is Sanzang's neighbor, named Sun Yuehua, who lives two mountains next door to Sanzang, and came here a few days after Sanzang's arrival.

The woman spoke: "The master has disturbed, the residence below has been destroyed by the demon beast, and now there is nowhere to go, so I have to come to disturb the master." ”

"This ......"

Sanzang was a little hesitant, if it was a beauty, he would definitely agree, but thinking that she was a woman who was helpless, he agreed.

"Okay! Master Sun will stay in the small temple of the poor monk first, and then he will have a place to go. ”

The woman thanked: "Thank you, master, the little girl has nothing else but to do some housework to repay the master." Please wait a minute, the little girl will make the meal tonight. ”

More than half an hour passed, Sanzang sat at the table, saliva was about to flow out, it was too tempting, it was obviously some simple food, but the fragrance came to the nose.

Sanzang couldn't wait to start immediately, but thinking that people were still cooking, he could only wait patiently.

After a while, Sun Yuehua walked out with the last dish, and said with a smile on her face: "Master, come and try my craft!"

Where can Sanzang wait, start quickly, and the appearance of eating makes people laugh.

After eating, Sanzang sighed that his craftsmanship was good, but compared with this Sun Yuehua, it was simply incomparable.

I made up my mind that the Lord must leave her in the temple, although I knew that this girl was not simple, and had some unknown purposes, but Sanzang just wanted to say:

I'm not afraid of death, can I still be afraid of women?

In the dead of night, Sun Yuehua lay quietly on the windowsill, looking at the moon with her eyes intent, holding a wine gourd in her hand and pecking in small sips.

After pecking for a while, he whispered softly:

"It's been a million years! I should have died in battle, but who saved me from the wrong direction, and why did you send me to this fateful land? What happened to you, my old friend, and why did you become ......like this?"

In the end, the two words that Sun Yuehua spat out lightly in his mouth were inaudible, but if he listened carefully, it seemed to be: Mo ...... Leave......!