[Ding, detected that the host has taken in the apprentice little white dragon, changes the direction of the plot, rewards the "Divine Dragon Order", Creation Pill *1]

[The system encourages the host to actively make new attempts and strive to change the original fate.] 】

[Shenlong Order - the token of the Shenlong clan, it is said that it was left by the ancestral dragon, and it is lost and lost, containing a trace of the power of the ancestral dragon, which has the effect of washing the blood of the dragon clan and deterring the demon clan. 】

[Creation Pill - Make up for the wounds of the origin, repair the foundation, and reproduce the creation. 】

Townsend was shocked! Good stuff, good stuff like no other.

The system is so generous!

The Divine Dragon Order, the Creation Pill, each of them is a rare treasure.

If you let the dragon clan know that the Divine Dragon Order is in your hands, I am afraid that you will do everything you can to exchange it, and even do not hesitate to ask for the background, pay a big price to grab it, and do whatever it takes.

This thing is so important to the current dragons!

Washing the bloodline of the dragon clan and returning to the roots, although it may not be possible to reproduce the power of the ancestral dragon, there is hope to become a quasi-saint!

Quasi-saints! Enough to protect one person!

Now the status of the dragon clan is very embarrassing, and it is not trusted in the heavenly court to form its own faction, this time it cooperated with Buddhism, and sent the dragon to Tang Seng as a mount just to rely on Buddhism and take advantage of the situation.

But if there is a Divine Dragon Order, then there is still a need to send people under the fence and survive for a long time.

As for the Creation Pill, it is even more incredible, although it cannot repair the wounds of the Great Dao, but the wounds below the quasi-saint level can be repaired slowly, and there is more power of creation to nourish the origin and consolidate the foundation, which is a treasure that countless immortals who are stuck in Taiyi and Da Luomen cannot ask for.

Trying to change your fate? Why does the system say that? Could it be that something will happen to Journey to the West? Tang Sanzang just won all the way, is there any variable?

Townsend couldn't figure it out and lacked the necessary information.

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to, Tang Sen has always wanted to open it, let's go and see.

"System, punch in the eagle sorrowful stream."

While his hand was in full swing, Townsend wanted to pull out some more good things.

[Ding, check in Eagle Sorrow, congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Torre Motorcycle". 】

One or two cool motorcycles appear in the carry-on space, the whole body is silvery, noble and elegant, the two handles are slightly bent backwards, like horns, just held by both hands, the body is slender and streamlined, the shape is beautiful, and the body is slightly undulating.

The overall use of mana is urging, which is simply the "triumph" of the revised version of the Otherworldly Demon.

Townsend fell in love with it at first sight and gave it the unusually nice name "Silver Point".

casually threw the 'Creation Pill' he had just drawn at Sun Wukong, and hurriedly summoned the "Silver Point".

Step on the pedal, grasp the handle steadily, stretch your body, enter mana, step on the "accelerator", and in a rumbling sound, the dust is gone. True to the name, only one silver dot can be seen by those in the back.

Sun Wukong took the elixir that Tang Sen threw over casually, and he didn't care much about it at first, but his face changed wildly when he held it in his hand.

The Power of Creation! It turned out to be the power of creation!

Sun Wukong is naturally knowledgeable, after all, he has been in the sky for so long, and he has eaten a lot of pills from Lao Jun.

But he had never seen an elixir of this level, containing the power of creation, and to put it bluntly, this elixir was even a life.

His eyes were slightly moist, and he quickly raised his head and looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees.

He understood the meaning of the master who gave him this elixir, but this kind of great kindness, how could my grandson repay it?

I can only strengthen the original thoughts in my heart.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? Come on, the master is gone! ”

The little white dragon looked at the master who had run away in front of him, and the senior brother who was still in a daze behind, unable to advance or retreat, and hurriedly shouted.

"Here we are." Taking the elixir, Wukong smiled, and the mana under his feet surged, chasing forward.

Master, is the eternal Master.

Along the way, the trees flashed in front of him, the whistling wind swept past his ears, and the shock absorbers suspended on both sides made the motorcycle walk on the steep mountain road, the wind was galloping, the engine was thundering, and the speed and power were unparalleled, which was the romance of a man!

After a long walk, the outline of a Zen temple gradually appeared in front of me, and the Guanyin Zen Temple arrived.

The throttle did not decrease, and he went straight to the Zen courtyard, a drift flicked his tail, and stopped in the front yard, Tang Sen smiled slightly, took out the Jinlan robe from the space and put it on his body, the whole person added a lot of luxury, standing in place and waiting for the two apprentices behind him to arrive.

The little white dragon and Sun Wukong, who were chasing after him with their mana in the rear, slowly caught up, and watched all the way, there would be no accidents, and the two of them did not chase seriously.

Seeing Tang Sen, who was neatly dressed and dressed in extremely formal clothes in front of them, the two couldn't help but wonder.

"To be a monk is to do what a monk should do, there is a Zen temple here, we should go forward to worship the Buddha, not to be presumptuous."

Tang Sen said matter-of-factly.

The little white dragon was stunned for a moment, although Sun Wukong also felt that it made sense, but he always felt that something was wrong, which was not in line with the style of the master and the poor monk.

Regardless of the reaction of the two, Tang Sen folded his hands and waited for the door to open.

"Squeak!" The wooden door of the temple slowly opened inward, and a small novice cautiously poked his head out.

Seeing that there were no man-eating monsters around, only a gorgeously dressed monk, a strangely dressed, black "briquette", and a graceful man in white, a very strange combination, he hurriedly opened the door and stepped forward to salute.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East Soil, and he wants to go to the west to learn scriptures, these two people are apprentices, passing by the treasure temple, and want to enter the incense to worship the Buddha, I don't know if it can be convenient." Tang Sen shook his clothes, and Shi Shiran stepped forward.

The little novice returned the salute respectfully, opened the door, and welcomed the three of them in.

Tang Sen was the first to enter, Sun Wukong followed, and Little White Dragon walked behind.

"Take care of the car, or break your legs."

He casually threw a silver ingot to the little novice and instructed viciously.

It's just a yellow and white thing, and the Dragon Palace is as cheap as dirt.

The little novice shrank his head in fright, holding the silver in both hands, and he didn't take it, and he didn't take it.

Hurriedly closed the door, caught up with Tang Sen, and led the three of them to the main hall to meet the abbot.

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Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Amitabha, the poor monk of the Tang Dynasty, led his apprentices to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures, passing by the treasure temple, wanting to enter the incense to worship the Buddha, in order to show piety, it is very disturbing."

Hearing that he didn't come to place an order, the abbot breathed a sigh of relief.

In these years, the landlord's family has no surplus food.

Brother of the Tang Dynasty? It's a big one, his status is noble, and he doesn't think he's a master who lacks money.

At this time, the little novice who was leading the way next to him also walked to the old monk's side, explained everything again, and presented the silver ingots given by the little white dragon.

After putting away the silver and waving away the little novice, the old monk put a smile on his face, looking at the God of Wealth, wrinkles gathered, like a blooming old chrysanthemum.

Looking at it this way, I can't take my eyes off it.

What a sacred, splendid robe it was! The whole silk is woven and dyed by Buddhism, and it is embellished with countless rare gems, which are dazzling and extraordinary.

In the eyes of Elder Jinchi, who has collected it all his life, this is a robe, this is simply faith! Who can stand this test!

If you can own this robe, then you will have no regrets even if you die!

"The master came from afar, it was very hard, it was his duty to enter the incense and worship the Buddha, so why bother, please rest in the courtyard for one night, the little monk did his best to be a landlord, so who, go and prepare for fasting." As he spoke, the abbot instructed the little novice beside him to prepare a meal.

Leave people behind first, and slowly figure them out.

"It's hard to be gracious, and the poor monk will be bothered." Townsend didn't shirk either, which was expected.

The monks were surprised, the abbot who used to be stingy and greedy for money actually changed his personality today and took the initiative to keep someone to invite him to dinner, but because of the majesty of the abbot, no one said anything.

After everything was over, at night, Tang Sen's master and apprentice rested in the meditation room, and Tang Sen knew that there was still a good show ahead, so he couldn't sleep.

At the same time, there was also Elder Jin Chi who was in the abbot's room who couldn't sleep.

Ever since I saw Townsen's robe in the daytime, my mind was full of the shadow of that robe, and I couldn't forget it.

At night, a few confidant disciples were gathered to discuss together.

"Otherwise, let's exchange something, the abbot has collected hundreds or thousands of robes, can't he exchange one of them?" A disciple suggested.

"I'm afraid this won't work, the robe is a treasure at a glance, ordinary people regard it as their fate, where are they willing to take it out and exchange it, that Tang Seng is extraordinary, I'm afraid he is also a person who knows the goods, and it is impossible to exchange." A disciple retorted.

Everyone thought about it, this plan didn't work, and Elder Jinchi's face became even more sad.

"Otherwise, let's just grab the robe."

Just when everyone was searching their stomachs and pondering but there was no way to do it, a light voice appeared.

The crows were silent, and the monks looked at the person who spoke up.

In the room, in the corner where the light was obscured by shadows, a lewd figure with a thief's eyebrows and a lewd image slowly appeared.

Monk Guangzhi, a monk who is usually disliked by everyone in the Zen monastery, always likes to be greedy for some small gains, and makes some obscene actions, but he is very good at pleasing the abbot, but he was not expelled from the hospital, but was quite loved by the abbot.

This sentence was like opening Pandora's box, and the greed in Elder Jinchi's heart was out of control.

"No, snatch other people's robes, how can others be willing, once it spreads, the reputation of the Zen temple will be over, no." Some of the more upright disciples spoke out against it.

"Then don't do it and kill people, so that it won't spread out, disguise it as a fire, no one will know, it's all an accident." Guangzhi continued.

"No, you guys are like this, where do you put my Guanyin Zen Temple! How can a person who cultivates Buddha have such a robber thought, a murderous act, what kind of Buddha are you cultivating! The disciple was still struggling to refute.

"What if you set a fire and burn the robe?" Elder Jin Chi, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke.

Everyone was shocked, the abbot was iron-hearted, the matter was decided, and there was no room for negotiation.

"No, although I don't know the rare treasures added, but I have the fate to know the robe itself, the silk of the silkworm is woven, water and fire are not invaded, and the sword is difficult to hurt."

"If you want to plot a robe, take advantage of the night when Tang Seng sleeps and do it, and when he wakes up and puts on the robe, there will be no chance."

This sentence completely moved Elder Jin Chi.

Stood up and swept his gaze over the crowd.

"I decided to burn down the meditation room tonight to get the robe, who is in favor of it? Who is against? ”

Under this hot and sharp gaze, six of the nine people present bowed their heads, but only three monks were still fiercely opposed.

"Guangfa, take the three of them down and lock them in the room, and don't release them until the matter is completed, so as not to leak the news and ruin the plan."

"Guangzhi, lead the rest of the people, prepare firewood and oil, prepare to set fire, everyone, success or failure in this move, if anyone dares to drag their feet at this time, don't blame me Jin Chi for being ruthless!"

All the monks promised and went to prepare for it.

No one saw it, the black light in Guangzhi's eyes appeared, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth flashed.