The Holy Mother of Wudang released the soul of Tang monks.

A wisp of soul, a wisp of spirit.

Intertwined with each other, fused into a finger-sized human form.

He looks the same as Tang Seng, but he is much smaller.

Sun Xiaosheng unceremoniously accepted a wisp of Tang Seng's soul, and he already had a plan in his heart.

"Tell us about your plans. ”

Our Lady of Wudang looked at Sun Xiaosheng with interest.

"It's simple. ”

Sun Xiaosheng smiled and explained:

"Before, my grandson tampered with Tang Seng's memory in the Yunzhan Cave. ”

"I found that the golden body of the golden cicada was still in Tang Seng's body. ”

"I just haven't been able to wake up. ”

"I think it's because I wait until I go to Lingshan, if I come to the Buddha's own transformation, the golden body can wake up, and then help Buddhism achieve unscrupulous merits. ”

However, it is precisely because the golden body of the golden cicada remains in Tang Seng's body that it is impossible to modify Tang Seng's memory. ”

"Unless ......"

Sun Xiaosheng opened his palm, looked at the finger-sized Tang monk's soul, and smiled.

"You monkey head, you have a lot of ghost ideas. ”

The Holy Mother of Wudang suddenly realized, sighed in disgust, and said with a smile:

"Indeed, with Tang Seng's soul, it will be much easier to tamper with Tang Seng's memory. ”

"However, after all, Jin Chanzi is the second disciple of Rulai, and his cultivation is profound. ”

"With the golden body guarding, it is impossible for a wisp of soul alone to completely change Tang Seng's memory. ”

"A slight change and a subtle impact are enough. ”

After learning of Sun Xiaosheng's plan, the Holy Mother of Wudang not only did not stop it, but also helped Sun Xiaosheng improve the plan.

It can be seen that she also agrees with Sun Xiaosheng's methods.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

"My grandson is going too!"

After speaking, Sun Xiaosheng summoned the somersault cloud and drove away.

Wuzhuang view.

Tang Seng held a big broom and cleaned the courtyard under the command of Qingfeng Mingyue.

The same goes for canopies and roller blinds.

On the contrary, the white bone spirit sat leisurely at the stone table and munched on melon seeds.

"It's not fair. ”

"Why does the poor monk have to clean up, but the white girl can rest?"

Tang Seng was not convinced.

"Stinky monk, you can shut up. ”

"If it weren't for the white girl cooking for the Taoist temple, Hongyun's predecessors would be greatly satisfied and help us reduce ten years of labor. ”

"Even if you, a monk, die in the Taoist temple, you don't want to go to the West Heaven to learn the scriptures!"

Tianpeng said with a look of resentment.

If it weren't for Tang Seng being greedy for cups, they wouldn't have to be trapped in Wuzhuang Guan and work for people.

What's even more infuriating is that Tang Seng still doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

"White girl, don't listen to Monk Tang's nonsense. ”

"I don't know what are we going to eat at noon?"

The roller shutter rubbed his hands together and asked earnestly.

Since tasting the art of white bone essence roasting, the canopy and roller blinds have fallen in love with eating the world's common food.

Especially the spicy and numb feeling, which is exciting and delicious.

Later they learned that it was a spice called pepper.

In addition, the white bone essence can also make yakiniku meat with various flavors.

For example, honey-flavored, spicy, cumin-flavored.

These immortals, after tasting it, realized that the mortal world is the place where they really know how to enjoy.

"Oh, there's no seasoning anymore. ”

The white bone spirit replied lazily.

She is a corpse demon, she only knows how to suck blood, where to know how to mix seasonings.

It was not sent by Sun Xiaosheng, it was specially designed to satisfy Tang Seng's appetite.

However, Sun Xiaosheng has never appeared during this time.

Just when Tang Seng wanted to drink, she couldn't provide it.

"That broken monkey won't look like a fool!"

The white bone spirit narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly two cold rays of light were revealed.

Sun Xiaosheng still owes her a nine-turn golden pill, if she doesn't cash it out for a long time, she will run away.

"Alas, alas!"

"Ben is going to keep cleaning. ”

The shutter lowered his head in displeasure and waved his broom wildly, driving away the leaves from the stone slabs.

Meanwhile.

Subjectively, a monkey shadow broke in.

The two gods sitting on the futon were indifferent, just slowly opened their eyes, and then showed a relaxed smile.

"You monkey, don't you worry about this seat?"

"You can rest assured, this seat has left Tang Seng and his party according to your wishes. ”

Hongyun glanced at Sun Xiaosheng reproachfully.

"Huh!"

Sun Xiaosheng owed himself and said, "The seniors misunderstood. ”

"My grandson came this time to give a gift. ”

As he spoke, he opened his five fingers, and a soul appeared in his palm.

"Tang Seng's soul?"

Zhen Yuanzi muttered to herself.

Other than that, the two immortals didn't show the slightest look of surprise.

I think they already know about the big things that happened in Beiju Luzhou.

"I didn't expect that a hot-tempered woman like the Holy Mother of Wudang would hand over Tang Seng's soul to you. ”

"It seems that the face of the Tongtian Sect Master is still big!"

Zhen Yuanzi chuckled, as if teasing.

Dare to have such a round of Heavenly Sect Master and Wudang Holy Mother, there are few people in the Three Realms who have such courage.

But Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun are definitely qualified.

Compared with Zhen Yuanzi's ease, Hongyun looked at Sun Xiaosheng with a serious expression.

"Do you want to return Tang Seng's soul?"

Hongyun frowned, and said in a low voice.

With his resentment towards Buddhism, he would never agree to let Buddhism continue to travel westward with peace of mind.

With the soul of Tang Seng as a threat, at least it can ensure that the final merit of Buddhism cannot be completed.

"Seniors, rest assured, my grandson didn't plan to kneel and lick the Buddha's door. ”

"If the predecessors can trust my grandson, just wait to see the show. ”

Sun Xiaosheng smiled confidently.

How could he not know what Red Cloud was thinking?

is the same as the thought before the Holy Mother of Wudang, willing to offend the two saints of the West, but also to disrupt the journey to the west.

It's just like a reckless man.

Sometimes Sun Xiaosheng felt that these old monsters with strong cultivation were all animals with tendons.

It's like a schoolboy fighting.

As everyone knows, it is better to stay on the other party's way home from school and put on a brick.

"Are you sure?"

Red Cloud Fox looked at him suspiciously and asked.

Sun Xiaosheng smiled and did not answer immediately.

He just released Tang Seng's soul and let him find the deity on his own.

Zhen Yuanzi found a mirror.

Suddenly, several figures in the courtyard were all reflected on the mirror.

At this time, Tang Seng, who was disturbing the courtyard, suddenly shuddered, as if he had just finished going to the toilet.

Before others could find out, Tang Seng had already calmed down.

At the beginning, Tang Seng was still as wooden as ever.

Suddenly, a smell of blood wafted into the courtyard, which also made Tianpeng and the others suddenly vigilant.

"Roar!"

Tang Seng's eyes were suddenly scarlet, and two fangs sprouted from his mouth.

Then he smelled blood, and chased after him like a beast.

"Kill the ring. ”

"I'm afraid that for a monk, there is nothing more devastating for him than breaking the killing ring. ”

Sun Xiaosheng smiled cruelly.

Buddhist precepts, he wants to let Tang Seng experience them all step by step.