Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

This question has been hidden in Hongjun's heart for a long time.

Because how can a person's change be so huge?

In a sentence that basically went to the ruins, he was not a member of this ancient history, so Hongjun couldn't help but doubt it. Today's Tang Sanzang is not the original Tang Sanzang at all.

The same is true, leading to the failure of Buddhism Journey to the West.

Even because of this variable, a series of problems have been caused, including the arrival of the Great Tribulation of Chaos.

Xiaoshui frowned slightly: "You don't understand his identity, and you don't need to know it either."

She snorted: "If he was in his heyday, this world would not be able to hold him, just like me, this world would be suppressing my own power."

Hongjun and Taishang Laojun were stunned.

Even Taishang Laojun couldn't help thinking about the issue of standing in line again.

"So how does he compare to you?" Hongjun asked tentatively.

"Slightly weaker than me." Weak Shui said with some uncertainty: "This is the past, and now he, if he completely restores his peak combat power, he should not be much weaker than me. , All the magic power, experience, and understanding of the Tao are integrated, maybe he will be stronger than me."

The weak water's voice could not help with a hint of heaviness.

"That is the true pinnacle of life and death, the power of transcendence."

Hongjun secretly took a breath.

He became more determined to get rid of Tang Sanzang's mind.

Even now he wants to go deep into the chaos and find the whereabouts of Tang Sanzang.

Then kill him while he is weak.

Hongjun is here, he has always been aloof, looking down on sentient beings.

How can it be possible to tolerate other people with such terrible strength?

Inexplicably, a murderous intent broke out in Hongjun's heart.

The hostility of the Heavenly Demon appeared as if there was something like nothing.

In fact, Hongjun didn't find it.

Under the influence of this hostility. Before he knew it, he had begun to change invisibly.

Taishang Laojun looked at Hongjun, with a trace of exploration in his eyes.

The terrible hostility slowly faded from Hongjun's body, and he couldn't help sighing.

It also seemed a little strange, how could he have such a terrible murderous aura.

Weak water of Tianhe River.

The atmosphere is full of depression.

Two days have passed.

Tang Sanzang still hasn't returned.

It seems that he really won't come back again.

The old mother Lishan kept searching in the chaos.

But in the end I found it, but it was just some broken clothes.

And those red tentacles on Xiao Ling's head.

"I really want to kill him."

Nu Wa raised her head and looked at Gao Tian.

She was talking about Hongjun.

If Hongjun had done it in the first place, then Tang Sanzang would definitely not die in battle.

Hou Tu smiled bitterly: "I think too."

pity.

Even if two people join forces, they are not Hongjun's opponent.

It is impossible to kill him.

Self-righteous aloft, guarding the Three Realms.

But when the Three Realms were in distress, where was he?

Who is fighting?

Brother Lai was smoking a cigarette and sat aside with a sigh.

Luo Hui frowned, his expression a little complicated.

"Is he really dead?" Luo Hui said.

Brother Lai flicked the soot: "I don't know."

It seems that I have to believe the fact that Tang Sanzang died in battle.

After all, he can't feel his breath completely anymore.

The familiar breath seemed to vanish in an instant.

"Damn it." Luo Hui smiled Senran: "This time Hongjun didn't make a move, but I think there must be an invasion by the demon in the future. At that time, how do I think Hongjun will resist? As a person of this world, If you don’t join forces to defend against foreign enemies, you are still intrigue during this period, ha ha..."

"He just relies on his own strength to be self-righteous." Brother Lai smiled disdainfully; "Before there was the third child, who could still compete with him, now the third child...hey...I am afraid that Hongjun will be even more unscrupulous in the future."

Brother Lai flicked the soot: "If you want me to say, why should I care about this? Hongjun doesn't care about things, what does he care about?"

"Because there is no one Hongjun cares about in this world, he won't care about anyone." Luo Hui glanced at his brother and said, "He is different from Tang Sanzang."

"Yes. He only has his own way." Lai Ge shook his head and walked away with a cigarette in his head.

The obese figure seemed to be a little lonely.

There was smoke burning between his fingers, and a little smoke was emitted, setting off the figure of Brother Lai, as if he became more and more lonely.

At first, some people didn't believe that Tang Sanzang would die like this.

However, over time.

The gloom that weighed on everyone's heart grew thicker.

The bad premonition is also stronger.

Monkey King, old mother Lishan, Ling Xue and others kept looking for the familiar figure in the chaos.

The thick bloody smell still lingers in the chaos for a long time.

Stumps and broken arms floated around.

The entire chaos was silent, there was no heavenly demon, nor Tang Sanzang.

"master."

"Tang Sanzang."

"elder brother……"

The calling voice resounded in the chaos, one after another.

At this moment Tang Yu entered a mysterious state of daze.

The soul of the whole person is asleep, and the source is restrained.

It's just that the injury is gradually recovering unconsciously.

"This is where?"

Tang Yu was a little at a loss.

It was dark and empty, and there was no sound.

He is the only one standing here alone.

"how so?"

Tang Yu was a little puzzled.

He clearly remembered how he came here because he was floating in the chaos.

What is this place?

It seems to be in the depths of chaos, but it seems a little bit different.

He spotted a direction and flew forward quickly.

However, the distance seems to be endless.

No matter how he flies, the surrounding environment remains the same.

"The sky."

The sky appears.

Tang Yu wanted to forcefully break open.

boom.

Under the enormous power, there was no change in the surroundings.

Tang Yu's face changed slightly.

This is impossible.

Even in the chaos, with his own celestial phenomena, it is enough to break open.

But there is no change here.

Tang Yu felt a little unreal.

This is definitely not true.

With his current strength, under the full display of the sky, it did not cause the slightest fluctuation.

There is only one possibility.

That is, it is not real here.

He was thinking hard.

Like chaos, there is no end in sight.

Next, he cast the spell again.

There is no doubt that it is the same as the initial result, and there is always no fluctuation at all.

So Tang Yu confirmed it even more.

None of this is true.

A bold guess came to his mind.

Soul?

This is my own soul.

My consciousness was trapped in the divine soul of my own divine soul.

Tang Yu became nervous for a while.

Could it be said that the main road really took the house?

Will your own consciousness fall into this?

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