Datang, outside Chang'an City.

"Royal Brother!"

"Brother Huang!"

"Brother Yu, the foolish brother is reluctant to let you go......"

"What's so difficult about this, I won't leave! Wouldn't it be beautiful to stay and talk to the Imperial Brother about the Dharma day and night? ”

Li Shimin's face twitched slightly, and he looked embarrassed.

Fortunately, Fang Xuanling stood up and relieved Li Shimin.

"Enlightened saint! If the holy monk does not go to the west to seek the true scriptures, I am afraid that the Buddha will not be able to explain it. ”

Li Shimin was overjoyed when he heard this, but he quickly changed to an expression that was difficult to let go.

What Aiqing said was very ...... Alas! Brother Yu, the road to the west is far away, and the foolish brother didn't prepare anything decent. You can take this box of Huazi with you! If you want to be stupid, just smoke one! ”

Tang Sanzang waved his hand again and again: "How embarrassing is this." ”

"I have made up my mind, don't shirk my brother."

"Alas, it seems that I have to reluctantly accept it - in fact, it is okay to change to something else, the main thing is to smoke Huazi without coughing."

After speaking, Tang Sanzang skillfully tore open the package and ordered one for himself.

"Royal brother, you ......"

Tang Sanzang spit out a smoke ring and shook the cigarette in his hand at Li Shimin.

"Huh? Hey, Brother Huang. Didn't I start thinking about you before I left! ”

"Oh...... Haha, I see. ”

Li Shimin smiled embarrassedly, but his face twitched fiercely: I believe you are a ghost! You old smoking gun, it's clear that you're a smoker!

Looking at Tang Sanzang's figure, he disappeared by the water bridge.

Li Shimin wiped his sweat and finally sent this plague god away!

The ministers who came to see them off were also secretly relieved.

At this moment, the spy rode a fast horse and rolled over and knelt in front of Li Shimin.

"Urgent, urgent, urgent!!"

Looking at the secret agent's panting appearance, Li Shimin's heart rose to his throat - it can't be Tang Sanzang's trick of going and returning, right?!

"Report! Qi playing the saint, Master Sanzang has left Beijing for three miles! ”

A false alarm.

Li Shimin wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and a wave of anger appeared in his heart for no reason.

"From now on, the whole country will ban the smoking of Huazi!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

The ministers hurriedly followed.

The group left in a big way, only the spy knelt on the spot, his face surprised.

……

Tang Sanzang rode a white horse, wearing a robe, and his face was full of spring breeze.

He was originally a 21st century college student, but he had an accident on the way to buy cigarettes, and he was knocked into the Tang Dynasty in a daze, and became a high-ranking monk who accompanied Li Shimin day and night in the palace.

finally accepted this setting, and was ready to spend the second half of his life without worrying about eating and drinking!

Who would have thought that he would bind the merit system of a pit father again, forcing him to go to the West Heaven to seek the true scriptures.

Since then, he has raised his hands and feet to raise his hands and feet, and various visions of the Buddha burst out, and he is considered to be a holy monk with great luck by the gods and Buddhas of the sky.

Secretly fueling the troubles, the trend of the times, and the expression of the world, made him not want to go to the west to learn the scriptures.

It's just that the big girls and little daughters-in-law in Chang'an City are suffering, and when they hear that the holy monk is going to the west to learn scriptures, they are heartbroken one by one, crying so much that they are raining.

Besides, Tang Sanzang, he rode a horse and sang songs along the way, which was very comfortable.

All the way to the west, across the mountains and the sea, but also across the sea of people.

The farther west you go, the more desolate it becomes.

At this time, a few bandits who cut the path suddenly jumped out of the mountains and forests and stopped Tang Sanzang.

"Monk! Leave your horses, your luggage, and your life behind, and let you have a whole corpse! ”

Tang Sanzang's face was full of surprise: "What kind of world, there are still those who throw themselves into the net?" Buying and selling is getting better and better! ”

The staff suddenly emitted a burst of golden light.

"Dada...... Da-da-da-da! ”

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the bandits fell to the ground!

This is a magic skill from the system newbie package, which can make the Zen staff a variety of ready-made weapons at will.

As an excellent traverser, Tang Sanzang has no shortage of brain holes.

He immediately thought of those weapons with incredible firepower.

With the continuous confirmation of the system, the Zen staff has three form changes, namely: Melee Buster Remington, Fire Suppression Gatling, and Precision Strike 98K.

In this situation, the Gatling form is naturally the most appropriate.

There is a poem that praises:

There is no Gatling Bodhisattva in the south, and six pure depleted uranium bullets.

One breath of 3,600 turns, great mercy and great compassion for the world.

Dada, dada......

【Ding! Gain 20 merit points. 】

【Ding! Gain 24 merit points. 】

【Ding! Gain 28 merit points. 】

……

When the dust settles, the scene is a mess and miserable!

Tang Sanzang grabbed Gatling and turned on the tactical howling mode.

“WDNMD！ Are you really all lying down? I'm up, it's been a shot, what else do you want to say? ”

After all, the bandit leader is cunning and cunning, and the first time he had a bad premonition, he dodged and hid behind the boulder.

The incessant gunfire just now was like thunder!

He was so scared that he didn't dare to move!

At this moment, there was no sound outside, and the bandit leader looked down at the half-amputated stump that flew over, and his heart was cold!

Didn't you say that this monk didn't know how to spell?!

Why are there still guns and deaths, and killing people is invisible?!

The bandit leader shouted repeatedly: "Holy monk, I—I know it's wrong! Forgive me! ”

Tang Sanzang took out a Huazi from his pocket, lit it with the high temperature of the barrel, took a deep breath, and spit out five words.

"Hang through the wall, start!"

The next moment, the boulder that stood in front of Tang Sanzang seemed to cease to exist.

His gaze went directly through the boulder and saw the figure of the bandit leader.

Although the thief shouted lively, he quietly took out a poison-quenching crossbow arrow from his arms, apparently wanting to take advantage of Tang Sanzang's unpreparedness and suddenly cast a cold arrow.

Heh, play this with me?

Tang Sanzang snorted coldly.

"The donor misunderstood. Forgive you for the Buddha's business, the little monk is only responsible for sending you to see the Buddha. ”

Subsequently.

He lifted the barrel and pressed the trigger.

Fires are flying!

"Da Da Da, Da ......"

Gunfire rang out again.

The dense bullets pierced through the boulder and smashed him into flesh.

【Ding! Earn 80 merit points. 】

【Ding! You have successfully destroyed a bandit stronghold and will receive an additional 100 merit points! 】

It's very comfortable.

After eliminating the bandits, Tang Sanzang continued to the west, and it didn't take long for a big mountain to cross in front of Tang Sanzang.

The mountain is like an erect palm, and it is divided into five at the top of the mountain, forming a patchwork of peaks.

"This must be Wuzhi Mountain!"

Tang Sanseng knocked on his wise head, very pleased.

It's late autumn now, and the wild peach trees on the trail are full of fruit.

Tang Sanzang tied his horse, stole a few peaches in his arms, and walked slowly towards the mountainside with a Zen cane.

Before anyone arrived, only the gloomy voice of an old man was heard.

"Great Sage, this copper juice and molten iron has been prepared. Do you drink it yourself, or do you drink it from old age? ”

Well?

Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows, yo, hehe, it's a lot of fun! I didn't expect this monkey to eat so hard.

He slowly came closer, peering through a man-tall bush.

The land lord with five short statures, leaning on his body, holding a pot of molten iron, stood in front of the small mountain col and danced with his hands.

"The copper has been poured down! It's the turn of the pot of molten iron. Great Sage, will you cooperate again? ”

"Ahem! Get lost...... To my grandson...... Get lost!!! ”

"When my grandson goes out, I will take your dog's life! And the old man, clean it up! ”

A sharp voice was as loud as thunder and reached Tang Sanzang's ears.

Tang Sanzang turned his head to look, and sure enough, in the mountain rocks not far away, a hairy-faced and thunderous monkey was being suppressed.

The land lord held the pot of molten iron high, very arrogant.

"Sun Wukong, you'd better get acquainted! Cooperate obediently, so as not to suffer more! ”

Sun Wukong had messy blonde hair, looked up at the land lord, and his eyes were full of mockery.

This look was like a steel needle, and it pierced the heart of the land lord.

The Landlord was furious, and stamped his feet heavily, stomping the ground with a clatter.

"Stinky monkey, don't toast and don't eat and drink! Do you think you are still the Monkey King who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace? ”

"This is a pot of copper juice and a pot of molten iron every day, but the rules set by the Buddha! Do you really expect that Tang monk to save you? Dream! I'll tell you the truth, he was killed in the middle of the road by someone I sent someone to do so! ”

Tang Sanzang suddenly realized that those waste snacks that he had spent on before were all instructed by the land lord!

The case has been solved!

Let's just say that these barren mountains and mountains, where did the bandits come from!

At the foot of the mountain, a trace of anger flashed on Sun Wukong's face, and he scolded.

"One day, my grandson will get out of trouble, and I will definitely take your head and sacrifice my master who I have never met!"

"Hahahaha...... "The land lord laughed loudly, "Your cultivation has long been polished by molten iron and copper juice!" Wait another three or five years, and you'll only have a pile of bones left! Kill me? Dream on! ”

Still angry, he grabbed his crutches and prepared to slash it down according to Sun Wukong's head.

Bang!!!

I only heard a loud noise, and before the crutch fell, the body of the land lord was blown into scum in the next second.

Sun Wukong was dumbfounded!

I saw that not far away, Tang Sanzang was carrying a fiery muzzle and still emitting white smoke, and walked in front of Sun Wukong in a chic and calm manner.

He took it out of his arms, crouched down and handed it over with a smile.

"Come to Genhuazi?"