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Under a towering ancient tree somewhere in the land of forsaken land, there is an inn that exists silently, but the gentle shopkeeper is gone, the proprietress who sleeps lazily all day is gone, and the shopkeeper who is so strange and strange as a big red flower is also gone, only the thin koi in the lotus pond in front of him is left alive here.

The story about this inn is gone, everything here is covered with dust, and when the old place is revisited, Zong Yang only let Hong Yao wipe down one table, just to continue to retain the tranquility it deserves. There are leaves falling on the ancient tree, the sound of chatter can be heard clearly, Chen Ding sits facing the door, Uncle Huo stands quietly, on the right hand side of Chen Ding sits Zong Yang, as well as the red Yao and insects on the left and right sides, and on the left and right hand side, and Zong Yang face to face, there is a handsome son in a white robe with a cold temperament.

The wind blew the fallen leaves on the ground in the vestibule, drifted over the gate, and fell with the wind to the lotus pond, where there were three young figures, the one in the middle was sitting, and the two were squatting on both sides.

"Pingtian Great Sage, haven't you seen a monk yet" Yuan Ben asked leisurely while holding a grass stem.

"Yes." The Great Sage of Pingtian still didn't understand why Yuan Ben wanted to squat beside this stranger by himself.

"Look, this is the monk, hehe." Yuan Ben raised his hand and pointed to the middle one.

Pingtian Dasheng looked at this stranger seriously, bald head and gray cloth clothes, with a string of strange wooden beads hanging around his neck, which was incomparable to the string of golden beads on Yuan Ben's neck, the whole person didn't know what he was thinking except for the gods chattering, and there was nothing special, this was the monk

"Pingtian Great Sage, remember, a bald man is a monk, a bald woman is a nun, if it is a bald fat person, it is probably not a good thing." Yuan Ben said it right.

The Great Sage of Pingtian nodded earnestly and listened attentively.

This Yuan Ben glanced at the note that the little monk was carrying, swept the inside with his divine sense, and said, "Little monk, why are you memorizing so many books?"

The little monk stopped, opened his eyes and replied, "Inside are thirty-five true scriptures taken from the Xuanyang Palace. ”

"You're back," Yuan Ben asked with an eyebrow.

"Hmm." The little monk nodded shyly in response.

"Awesome" the Pingtian Great Sage on the side praised.

"Ahh

Yuan Ben said with full emotion, but there is no way to verify whether he has such a talent, but such a feat is indeed true, but poor Chen Ding sighed for these peerless ancient books many times.

Enjoying the admiring gaze cast by the Great Sage and the little monk in Pingtian, Yuan Ben looked at the little monk complacently and asked, "Are you still unable to memorize these thirty-five scriptures?"

The little monk seemed to be in pain, sighed lightly, and told the truth: "Master said, if you put these thirty-five scriptures in your heart, you don't need to memorize them, but even if I can recite them word by word, I still "

The little monk sighed as he picked up the stones under him and threw them into the lotus pond, and the ripples stirred up disappeared after a while, and he continued: "Just like this ripple, even if I memorize these thirty-five scriptures thousands of times, I still forget them completely. ”

"That's your problem" Yuan Ben pressed the little monk's shoulder and got up, "There are so many butts in the world, all of them are two-petaled, but whether it is good or bad, I remember it clearly, in the words of my eldest brother, it means that there is a specialization in the art industry, which can only show that your qualifications are not good." ”

When the Great Sage of Pingtian saw Yuan Ben turn around and walk away, he should have lost interest in the little monk, so he didn't continue to squat, and caught up just as Yuan Ben came over and whispered: "It's a fool." ”

In the front hall of the inn, the two bowls of wine on the table were not moved, Zong Yang smiled slightly, and invited: "It is fate to meet here, it is better to dry this bowl of wine."

"Do you still know me" The white-robed boy raised his eyelids and stared at Zong Yang in a daze.

Zong Yang's eyes were vicissitudes, and he only said: "It doesn't matter if you recognize it or not." ”

Of course Zong Yang remembered that

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Li Xuanzang, who dreams of heroes in the rivers and lakes, asks himself whether he is handsome in the first sentence of the meeting, and asks himself when he is the number one person, before the fight, he dares to arrogantly say that he will not have time to burn paper money for you in the coming year, but he is beaten but shouts not to slap his face and not to kick the bird, and it is precisely this little person who is shoeed by the boss lady every day, and finally fought in the Wanjin Building at the southeast gate, and made a stunning debut with a sword.

Call me a hero, it was like yesterday.

The white-robed boy, who was completely different from Li Xuanzang, stretched out his hands and pressed them on the table, his nails were black and purple, and said coldly: "I re-walked the path of learning scriptures in my previous life, and when I passed through the Haotian Empire, I made them understand the truth that no one in the world can destroy the Buddha except me, and I found a third doppelganger in the Western Empire in the extreme west." Before returning here, I personally killed the demons' apprentices Bajie and Wujing, and now I have sent the big apprentice on his last journey, and I am completely cut off from my previous life. After I leave here, I will go east to where I need to go, and I will forget everything then, so before that, I will go back to the Yuanlai Inn and see you one last time. ”

Zong Yang still remembers the melancholy senior brother of Sanzang Temple, who fought with his eyebrows, went down the mountain to reason but said that the disaster water went up the mountain, in order to save the orphans of Fengjian Villa who were sitting outside at this time, he was forced to re-enter the demon by a large group of righteous people, and comprehended the greatest truth in the world.

Zong Yang looked at the white-robed boy who was no longer a melancholy hero, and only asked: "Why"

"One life of great perfection of demons, one life of evil and righteous Buddhas." The white-robed boy muttered to himself, "I just said that no one in the world can destroy the Buddha except me, so I am going to start destroying the Buddha." You comprehend the Divine Palm, I naturally want to abolish your arm, and the little demon behind you has obtained the inheritance of the Jizo Bodhisattva, so I will naturally kill her. ”

Hearing this, Chen Ding, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, was like a great enemy, and Yuan Ben, who was standing at the gate with the Great Sage of Pingtian, showed a fierce light, and the atmosphere around him was solemn.

The white-robed boy raised his hands on the table, and a dense blood-red sealing array appeared on his skin, and the ten fingers began to flick exaggeratedly, and the rattling sound of loose joints continued, and those sealing arrays were gradually untied and disappeared, he put his hands on his lap to form a seal, his expression changed slightly, and he muttered: "I didn't expect that my disciple Wujing could force me to such a point." ”

Then the white-robed boy Chao Zongyang asked curiously: "The person who came is not good, why don't you have any qi changes?"

Zong Yang always sat lightly, and just smiled at this question: "I only think that it is Li Xuanzang who sits in front of me." ”

Hearing this answer, the white-robed boy laughed secretly, the laughter intensified, and when he looked up to the sky, three heads of blood purple vitality appeared on his neck, laughing together, and it was Li Xuanzang's face in front of him, the left was a melancholy hero, and the young face on the right was very unfamiliar, it should be his doppelganger in the Western Empire. The three avatars gathered back to their bodies in a blink of an eye, but this kind of laughter made Hong Yao, who was used to seeing life and death, creepy, and she thought of Li Xuanzang, who had squatted in the corner and watched the red flowers.

"Do you really want to destroy the Buddha" Zong Yang would not suspect that the person in front of him was just talking about it, but he was particularly worried when he heard such remarks.

The white-robed boy who restrained his expression stared directly at Zong Yang and said, "This world has collapsed, and only by letting it become nirvana and re-establish the Buddha Dao can it descend to Elysium." ”

Chen Ding, who had been silent, moved his mouth slightly, and said two silent words: "Crazy." ”

Zong Yang smiled slightly, feeling the madness of this guy in front of him, but what kind of catastrophe there will be in the future is not what Zong Yang cares about at the moment, he sighed indifferently: "Li Xuanzang, it is best for you to live at that time." ”

Hearing Zong Yang's exclamation, the white-robed boy retracted his gaze and lowered his head, picked up the wine bowl with a dry smile, and did not do it.

Zong Yang also picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

There was no longer any need to stay for a long time, the white-robed boy got up silently and walked out, and said as he walked: "Greed and hatred, you are greedy and angry, and I deliberately used three doppelgangers to cut off these three poisons. ”

Listening to these rather mysterious words, the little monk who was in charge of the book only cared about greeting the master at the gate.

The leaves are flying, and outside the inn are two figures in the distance, the white-robed boy named Sanzang said to the little monk behind him: "I will take you to the ruins of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and you will stay there in the future, and when you can make all the stone Buddhas reshape their golden bodies, come to me again." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.