The process of the development of the small world, or the story of the past, only shows a scaly claw in "The Legend of Jialan", so the story of the dragon metamorphosis that Tang San saw the story of the dragon was only ended when the fisherman fell into darkness in the water.

But he also probably understood something.

The establishment of the Persona Division began in the early days of Datang.

That is to say, at that time, there were such and such strange rumors in the Datang border, but the moment when the strange news was extremely active only happened after he brought the true scriptures back to the Datang border.

It was also after the sky rained blood and the ground was covered with warm snow that he and Li Shiming entered that period of madness.

"Cult! Heresy! Heresy!" Three "evil scriptures" in a row expressed the remorse and anger in Tang San's heart.

But after venting his anger, Tang Sanfu also realized his own limitations.

His limitation is that he is a mortal in the flesh.

He is not the reincarnation of a golden cicada, even if he is reincarnated, he has no cultivation, and his Buddhist cultivation in this body is obviously unable to influence those demons in the face of those strange demons.

"I'm too weak, the Terrans always have their own limits... How can I save the people of Datang..." Tang San thought sadly.

Even a bald head could not hide his handsome face, and it was extremely bleak at this moment.

"Learning Buddhism can't save the people..."

But, something extraordinary happened.

The black-haired man in a white robe stood in front of him at some point.

"I feel the unwillingness and anger in your heart, do you have anything to worry about?" The white-robed young man asked bluntly.

And the "Strange Tales of Jialan" in his arms also gave birth to extremely frightened fluctuations, and Tang Sanfu could clearly feel it.

"Is it because of this heresy?" The white-robed young man stretched out his hand, and the evil scripture was summoned into his hand, and immediately, the young man snorted coldly.

"Hmph, in addition to bullying and bullying ordinary people, that's all there is to it." He casually flipped through the cult scriptures, "Ordinary goods."

Tang San looked at the white-robed young man in front of him, and his heart fluctuated.

On the one hand, he felt that he should be wary of the white-robed young man in front of him, because he didn't know whether the white-robed young man was friend or foe.

But on the other hand, even if it was only the first time they met, Tang Sanyu found that he had an inseparable close connection with this white-robed youth, and this connection was as close as the same bloodline, which made him wary of the white-robed youth.

"I was originally a martial god, traveling around the heavens and all worlds, and recently found that this world was in danger of being upside down, so I entered this world with a trace of doppelganger, and sure enough, this world has a danger of evil gods." The white-robed martial god said to Tang Sanfu.

"Then dare to ask the Martial God, how can we save this world?" Tang Sanfu listened to the words of the Martial God, and quickly understood what the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds meant, although the evil god Taoism was not clear, but he could probably guess it.

"To save this world, you need to find like-minded people, but it's not enough for you to stuff the tiger's teeth with two taels of flesh, not to mention that in the face of those Taoist evil things, it is not enough Since I have a fate with you, I will give you a great creation." The white-robed martial god said, and he was a little bit in the forehead of Tang San's burial.

Tang Sanfu suddenly felt that there were hundreds of limbs, eight meridians, and two meridians, all meridians and physical bodies seemed to have been opened to a new boundary, and this boundary seemed to be boundless.

"Valkyrie, how can I save this world?" Tang Sanyu felt that he could do it, so he asked the Martial God.

"You can't do it now, and enter this spiritual time Dabeiye, give me a good special training in it!" The Martial God drank it as a stick, and Tang Sanfu felt that he was empowered.

In a trance, he entered a strange realm that existed in the underworld.

"The speed of this spiritual time, Dabieye, is very different from the world you are in, in other words, you have been here for three years, and the outside world is only a stick of incense time, in these three years, all the food and clothing, Dabieye will provide you with, and what you do is also very simple."

"Dare to ask the Martial God, I don't know what I should do?"

"Prone on your stomach

Hold 100 of them! 100 sit-ups! Squat 100 pcs! Then run 10k of these every day! Of course, three meals a day should be delicious, bananas can be eaten in the morning, and the most important thing is to exercise willpower! No matter winter or summer, you can't turn on the air conditioner, although at first it was painful to death, and I wanted to rest for a day at every turn! But in order to become a strong holy monk, then no matter how hard it is, no matter how difficult it is, persevere every day! Even if your feet are too heavy to move, keep squatting! Even if your wrist makes a strange sound, keep doing push-ups! After a year and a half, you'll notice a change in yourself, understand?!" The roar of the Martial God was full of martial virtue, and it shook Tang San's soul to wake up, "Do you understand?!"

The blood that came from nowhere came up, Tang Sanfu also roared out.

"Good! I see!"

"With such a small voice, you want to be a holy monk? Inaudible! Never!"

"Good!! I see!!

"Good! Very energetic!"

The cold came and went, the autumn harvest and the winter hiding, and it took three years in a flash, and the reborn Tang San's funeral also came out of the spiritual time and returned to the mansion in Changxian City.

"Three burials, what are your feelings in the past three years?"

"I'm bald, and I've become stronger, that is, to train myself to be bald, this is the only way to become stronger." The holy monk clenched his fists and said firmly.

"No, it's not enough, you still lack a realization, do you think humans can evolve? Do you think humans can evolve into new humans?"

"What kind of new human beings are evolving, fooling around there, human beings will never be able to do it, if they evolve into new human beings, then such human beings are definitely not human beings, because the real strength of human beings is self-transformation, just like what you taught me Master Martial God."

"No, you haven't realized what I mean, it's been three years, you and I have been apprenticed to the end of the fate of master and apprentice, as a teacher, I will leave this world today, then the safety of this world will be in your hands, the so-called outside must first be inside, this evil scripture can not have any impact on your tempered spirit at present, you will be in this Changxian City, get rid of those evil gods." The Martial God said, and patted Tang San's bald head again.

"Disciple, you understand that you who have opened the physical body limiter are not afraid of all the demons and monsters in this world, and the Marxist-Leninist battle qi I handed over to you is also a powerful battle qi to deal with the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods in this world, and make good use of it, I will go."

"Master! Goodbye!"

The holy monk's eyes were resolute, his eyes flashed with red light, and he understood what a Buddha was.

Buddha has no appearance, every grass and leaf is a Buddha, Buddha does not need a golden body, a Buddha who needs a golden body, just because believers need it, the real Buddha, do not need any believers' things, when believers are self-sufficient, the world is the same, it is the best society, Marxism-Leninism is the best guiding ideology to achieve the best.

But before that, Tang San's burial also needs to bury the heavens and the earth - bury the gods and Buddhas!

The third burial master took out the trembling "Jialan Strange Tan" in his arms.

"Little thing, show me all those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the Elder City, otherwise the kinetic energy generated by the initial velocity and acceleration of the poor monk's punch will be converted into heat and combined with the Marxist-Leninist battle qi, you will be baked into ashes."

The muscles all over his body have condensed to the extreme, so that the body of the holy monk still looks so slender and thin, but as long as you take off the monk's robe, you can find how terrifying the muscle mass on the holy monk's body is, not to mention the vigorous blood, as if you can open mountains and seas between gestures.

This is the change that the limiter has brought to the holy monk after it is opened.

There is a so-called limit in the human body, and the limiter is to conceptualize, digitize, and experience this limit, as long as you exercise enough every day, you can increase the experience value, and the experience value will not regress because of slackness, but it will definitely rise because of diligence.

After three years of tireless study and hard workout, the holy monk's already bare bald hair follicles were all necrotic, and he could not grow new hair, leaving only the big bald head that was extremely smooth and reflective.

But even if it is bald, it is difficult to hide the peerless handsome beauty of the holy monk that is far above the average line.

After being threatened by the holy monks, "The Legend of Garan" continued to show the evil gods in the city of Changxian on the pages

Evil things after Taoism.

The anger in the eyes of the holy monk was unabated, and the clenched fist was like holding a neutron star, and the unrestricted brain calculation calculated the shortest path in an instant, and also preset the shortest clearing time according to his own state.

After that, the holy monk stretched his muscles, half-squatted on the ground, and exerted his legs, and the soles of his shoes were cracked, and the floor sank to the bottom, and the deep pit appeared with cracks under his feet, and its radius was almost three meters, and the depth of the pit reached a terrible half a meter.

The shiny bald head broke through the barrier of the roof, and the holy monk burst into the clouds with the momentum of rushing to the sky, and the battle spirit of Marxism-Leninism around him was surging and rolling, like thunder.

The virtual image of the sickle and hammer flashed behind him, and then transformed into a bald Buddha dressed in army green, and the red light of the Buddha bloomed from behind the Buddha, illuminating the entire city of Changxian.

It also allowed the people of the city to see the vision produced by the holy monks.

Descending from the sky is the Three Burial Holy Monk's most affectionate and compassionate Empty Three Burial Divine Fists, which are pushed out with the Three Burial Divine Fists in line with the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism, and a palm is struck out in just a moment, and it is one hundred and ten fist seals.

"This punch, bury the heavens and bury the earth—bury the gods and Buddhas!"

In Changxian City, the battle spirit of Marxism-Leninism seems to be inexhaustible, not hurting a single flower or grass, nor harming any building, but every punch will destroy all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods hidden in Changxian City from the source.

No matter what kind of deep diver you are, faceless, but anyone who is transformed by a bull ghost, snake god, will not be able to escape this judgment punch.

It is not the people who are eliminated, but the transformed concepts, and this punch helps to restore their humanity.

But this punch also touched the origin of the evil god in the dark.

One punch holy monk Tang San was buried, can there still be an opponent in this world?

Yes.

The product of the evil god's Taoism, with Changxian City as the corpse, on top of this corpse, turned into a half-human, half-corpse monster, and woke up from another realm.

He trampled on the land of the Elder Pioneer City and walked towards the holy monk step by step.

"Carving insect skills also dare to get an axe?! Robes!"

The crimson Marxist-Leninist battle spirit was simulated into a brocade robe, which was thrown out by the holy monk and became good in the wind, but it directly covered Changxian City.

And the corpse giants of another world in Changxian City were also covered by robes.

"Move mountains!" The holy monk lifted with one palm.

The giant was also carried in a robe and flew into the sky.

"Ascension!"

The holy monk punched out, and the power of the qi wave undiminished, like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, separating all the pathways and water sources, and after breaking the terrifying giant with one punch, the residual power was also undiminished.

From Dongtu Datang, all the way to the west, go straight to the land of Tianzhu, after passing through the land of Tianzhu, go around and return to Datang.

All the clouds in the path were cut open by the fist wind, and even the sea was stirred up by the fist wind.

But this punch always castrates, and when he returned to Datang after this lap, he just blew a wildflower.

The Buddha has the posture of vajra angry eyes and demons.

There is also a smile and compassion.

The peaceful holy monk nodded with satisfaction, leaving no trace of nostalgia, and flew back to the road to the west that he had taken fifteen years ago.

The book of evil scriptures in his bosom was still trembling.

Fifteen years ago, 108,000 miles, 14 years back and forth, alone.

Now he is still alone.

However, he has been reborn, shedding the mortal womb of the flesh, passing through the places he has passed through, and everywhere he goes, he has sent down the merciful punch of burying the gods and Buddhas in the heavens and burials.

The whole world's bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods were swept away by it.

Finally, he went to the temple of the evil Buddha that had been built.

But the golden body has not yet been molded.

"Golden Cicada, are you here?" The golden body of the Buddha, more than 1,000 zhang high, 9,999 monks sit on the golden body behind it into a Buddha wheel and rotate constantly, and the Buddha wheel also has a round lump of huge Buddha beads, open your eyes, in which to turn.

"I'm not a golden cicada, you recognize the wrong person." Three burials with a large golden body

Buddha level-eyed.

"You are my second disciple, because you despise the Buddhist scriptures..." The Golden Buddha did not speak, but its voice resounded in the sky.

"Come on, shut up, what kind of Buddha are you? Is the clay wood carving pasted with a layer of gold paint a Buddha? Poor monk, ask you, why do you worship the Buddha?"

"For the sake of the prosperous world."

"Let me ask you again, what is the use of a Buddha?"

"Purify all beings."

"If it is a prosperous age, who needs it? What kind of prosperity is this? Therefore, there is no prosperity in this world, and all sentient beings need it, but it is not by your evil scriptures, all sentient beings need it, and it is not by me, but by all sentient beings who realize themselves."

"Golden Cicada, reincarnation of a thousand tribulations, you are still obsessed, it seems..."

"Look at ***, you are not a Buddha, the Buddha has no appearance, all living beings are Buddhas, not your clay sculpture and wood tire with a layer of gold! In the past 14 years, I have seen all over the world, and because of your evil scriptures, I have entered vain and madness, and now I have been empowered, and I know that there is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings.

Not that under your feet is the spiritual mountain, you are not a Buddha at all, the Buddha is at ease in people's hearts,

You false Buddha, give your master death!"

One punch out.

The Buddha was shattered layer by layer.

The Buddha's head also dropped.

It fell to the ground, made a thud, and shattered.

Clay puppets are for idols, not to worship idols, but to see all beings.

The hearts of all living beings stand on the spiritual mountain,

Everyone can realize themselves.

If all living beings are enlightened, then all living beings are Buddhas.

——

"Do all living beings have spiritual mountains in their hearts? Good idea, but if you play with the timeline, will your idea still be realized?" Qin Zhou, who witnessed all this, reversed the timeline and returned to the beginning, that is, fifteen years ago.

That year, Tang Sanfu had just embarked on the road to the west, alone, plus a monkey.

And he also deliberately made Qin Yuelou feel the change in the timeline.

——

"Fuck, Qin Zhou can't afford to play, this is more intentional than the cub! It's definitely deliberate.,Go straight back to the beginning.,Back to Nima to force it back.,Can't you afford to play?! Knock on it!" The Immortal Sword Daoist Master scolded.

The white-robed Martial God also had a gloomy face.

"Lady, is there anything you can do?"

"Brothers, can you help?" Taishan Mansion Jun looked at Qin Hongjun and Emperor Qin Tian.

"What are you going to do?"

"He plays with the timeline, so let's play too!" Taishan Mansion Jun said viciously.

"Hey, I'm familiar with this." Emperor Qin Tian smiled, and looked at the Medical Dao Master and the Xuanbing Dao Master again, "How many brothers are also helping?"

"How can we help?" The Medical Dao Master and the Xuan Bing Dao Master asked strangely.

"We'll know when the time comes."

——

"Qing, eat a bunny? Here, eat a piece of rabbit meat."

"Bunnies are so cute, of course we have to eat bunnies."

The brothers over there are still racking their brains, and Qin Yuelou, who has no sense of existence here, still doesn't know what his small world has become.

It's just that he thought of a possibility, an abrupt thought in his mind.

[There is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings, so isn't this spiritual mountain possible to combine with the heavenly court and form a dualistic opposition with the old days? And then unify? 】

——

The Immortal Sword Dao Master and the white-robed Martial God quietly observed the situation in Qin Yuelou, and they all ran Bian Que three times.

"It's hopeless, this kid can't be saved, he can't be cured, wait for death."