Chapter 131: The Poor Monk Has His Own Way
Now that the widow has ordered many Taoist temples to be demolished, temples will be built in the city one after another, I hope that the holy monk will be merciful, don't blame the widow for what he did before, and forgive the people of Chechi for their rude behavior before. β
After a moment's hesitation, the king whispered, and then bowed heavily.
Tang Seng had already seen what the other party had done this morning, but he didn't expect this king to come and talk about it.
Tang Seng stretched out his hands, hurriedly helped the king up, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Every drink and peck in the world has its own fixed number, and the poor monks will not pursue it, as for those Taoist priests, they also hope that Your Majesty will not abuse them." β
"The holy monk is righteous!
Seeing that Tang Seng did not do what Huli Daxian did before, the king was very surprised in his heart.
Thinking about it, even the three of Huli Daxian were released, and Tang Seng naturally wouldn't trouble them.
As a disciple of Buddhism, the poor monk naturally has compassion. β
Tang Seng, who clocked in to work, said indifferently.
"Holy monk, the heavy rain has just stopped, and the road must be muddy, so why not rest here for a few days. β
The king, who had something in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Tang Seng with expectant eyes.
"That's great!"
was going to stay in Chechi Country for a few days, but the king took the initiative to invite, and Tang Seng naturally agreed.
"Okay, good, good monk, please eat, and the widow will not bother. β
After speaking, the king departed with joy.
In the face of several of his requests, Tang Seng agreed to them all without the slightest hesitation.
Compared with the previous Huli Daxian, Tang Seng is obviously better at communicating.
"Master, how many days are we going to stay here?"
Zhu Bajie, who was eating food, suddenly asked.
"You know when it's time to hit the road. β
Tang Seng replied casually and sat down slowly.
There are still almost two days to go, and Tang Seng naturally doesn't want to wait.
It would be nice if you could leave a statue in the city like the Black Chicken Country and the Treasure Elephant Country.
Just pondered for a while, Tang Seng already had something in his heart.
The king spread the news of Tang Seng's deal, and the people in the city were happy.
Those Taoist priests who were sent out were naturally even more relieved.
Previously, they destroyed the Buddha, destroyed a lot of temples in the country, and many monks were tortured and killed.
But in the end, it turned out that their master was a goblin.
But in the face of such a situation, Tang Seng did not rush to kill them all, not only released a few Huli Daxian, but now he is not to blame for them.
This act of compassion is obviously more benevolent than the previous Tiger Power Great Immortal.
The monks who had fled in all directions before also received the news and rushed back one by one.
They are grateful in their hearts, and naturally tell the deeds of Tang monks and apprentices when they meet people.
The name of Tang Seng can be said to be a household name overnight.
Tang Seng, who clocked in and out of work, was enveloped by the entire Che Chi country for the first time.
The news came to his ears and made him very happy.
There is no doubt that what he has done in the past few days will inevitably go down in the annals of Che Chi Kingdom, and will also leave a heavy mark in the Buddhism of Che Chi Kingdom.
"Surprisingly good!"
Tang Seng, who took back his thoughts, was extremely happy in his heart.
The 500 prisoner monks have contributed a lot.
Just when Tang Seng was rejoicing in his heart, Zhu Bajie suddenly ran in excitedly.
"Master, the king is coming for you again. β
Tang Seng nodded, he had already discovered it when the divine thoughts were swept out just now.
"Holy Monk!"
The king, who had stepped on, bowed slightly.
"Your Majesty came in a hurry, I don't know what happened?"
Glancing at the old man who was following the king, Tang Seng was a little puzzled.
Although he didn't take a closer look at the civil and military officials of Che Chiguo, as long as he was swept by his eyes, he would not forget it, but he had never seen this old man.
"Holy monk! Hundreds of officials want to build a statue for the holy monk, and now the widow has brought a painter to paint a picture for the holy monk, which has been used as a reference. β
Pointing to the old man beside him, the king said expectantly.
Hearing this, Tang Seng's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at the old man and said, "Bring the paper and ink." β
He already had a plan in his heart, but he didn't expect this king to be so good, and he prepared it for him, which saved him a lot of effort.
In the face of the holy monks who were rumored in the past two days, the painter did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out white paper and ink from his bag.
Tang Seng, who spread out the paper, waved his right hand, and the ink sprayed up, and a lifelike portrait appeared in an instant.
The king's eyes were shocked, and the painter was naturally dumbfounded.
"Take it!"
With a slight shake, Tang Seng handed it over.
The old painter reached for it, but the king was the first to snatch it. Romance
Produced by the holy monk, it is naturally extraordinary, this is definitely a rare treasure.
Looking at the excited king, the painter's eyes were disappointed.
Naturally, he could see that the scroll was not simple, but now it seemed that it had nothing to do with him.
"Holy monk, the widow will not bother. β
The king, who was dragging the portrait, said with an excited face.
Tang Seng nodded slightly, very satisfied in his heart.
The kings have cast his statues, and I am afraid that his statues will be placed in the newly built temples.
At the moment, it seems that Che Chiguo and his entourage are complete, and now they are waiting for the catastrophe to end.
Time passed slowly, another day was coming, and the voice of anticipation in Tang Seng's heart finally sounded.
Congratulations to the host for setting things right, resuming the cause of Buddhism in Chechi, perfectly expanding the influence of Buddhism, and erecting the generous and benevolent side of Buddhism, adding many believers to Buddhism, in order to commend the superior performance of the host, the rewards are now issued as follows:
Congratulations to the host for obtaining 10,000 years of Taoism, 10 fragments Γof the godkiller spear, and +100 for the current comprehended laws. β
Although he did not obtain supernatural powers, the fragments of Dao and Law that were rewarded were incomparably rich.
Tang Seng, who was happy in his heart, hurriedly opened his personal attribute column.
Host: Tang Seng
Realm: Early stage of Da Luo Jin Xian (3643750000)
Rules: 160310000 for water, 100310000 for earth, 36510000 for wind, 38010000 for gold, 42010000 for wood, 38010000 for fire, 31010000 for thunder
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Items: Fragments of the Godkiller SpearΓ45, Hongmeng Purple Qi
The Dao Lines needed in the current realm have accumulated two-thirds, and it won't take long to break through.
The progress of the realm made the lying Tang monk very excited.
In the law column, in addition to the water system, the earth system has also crossed into a thousand, which means that he can now also operate the law of the earth system.
The most excited were naturally the fragments of the godkiller spear, which had already gathered almost half of them.
This year has just begun, and Tang Seng estimates that he should be able to obtain this Heavenly Dao Treasure by this time next year.
Tang Seng, who was happy in his heart, casually turned off the system screen.
It wasn't long before he got off work, Tang Seng pondered for a while, and planned to hurry tomorrow morning.
Staying for at least three days, with a slight extension, is not a big problem.
When a new day came, he heard that Tang Seng was about to go on the road, and the king hurried over.
Yesterday, he was busy with the statue, and he hadn't seen Tang Seng for a day, and the other party was actually on the road.
"Holy monk, can't you just stay longer?"
Looking at the Tang monks who had already packed their bags, the king was reluctant.
Although it would be fine to stay for a few more days, Tang Seng was not interested.
"Your Majesty, it's been a few days of rest, it's time to hit the road. β
Tang Seng, who put his hands together, answered in his mouth.
Looking at Tang Seng who had made up his mind, the king's face was difficult to hide.
"Your Majesty has nothing to say, the poor monk will naturally not stand idly by if he can help. β
Tang Seng, who smiled slightly, said softly.
The king, who sighed softly, whispered: "The widow is only worried about the departure of the holy monk, and if the people ask for rain, they do not know what to do. β
The national teacher is a goblin, and now I don't know where to go, and now the holy monk is also leaving, what should I do if I ask for rain in the future.
"Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, there is a statue of a poor monk in the country, just pray sincerely, and the poor monk will feel it. β
Tang Seng, who had long expected this, responded indifferently.
"So! Thank you, Holy Monk!"
When the king heard this, his face instantly turned overjoyed.
What I was worried about before was the issue of asking for rain, but I didn't expect Tang Seng to think about it.
At the moment, it is natural that the statue of the holy monk be built quickly.
Without further ado, Tang Seng, who packed his bags, slowly hit the road.
Knowing that Tang Seng had made up his mind, the king sent him all the way to the palace.
When the monks in the city heard that the holy monks wanted to go to the western sky, they also flocked to follow them all the way.
Che Chi Guozhong, a large body in the mighty way, went to the west gate.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the poor monk is on his way. β
Looking at the many figures at the city gate, Tang Seng clasped his hands together.
"Have a good trip!"
Looking at the figure of Tang Seng and his apprentice in the distance, everyone got up and said.
Although Tang Seng's figure has gone away, no one has moved, not even the king of Che Chi Kingdom.
Standing in place one by one, watching Tang Seng and a few people leave.
The figures were getting farther and farther away, and the standing figures left one by one, but the five hundred monks were still far ahead.
After a long time, they were reluctant to leave one by one.