Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 327: Let me introduce you to a nine-to-five job
Although Tang San's burial sound was not loud, it sounded like thunder in Zilu's ears.

A Buddhist scripture seeker actually thinks about destroying the Buddha?
He quickly calmed down and said coldly: "Why do you do this?"

From the beginning of its birth, Confucianism wanted to replace the status of heaven and Buddhism in the world.

But after so many years, Heaven and Buddhism are still the same gods and Buddhas.

On the other hand, the Confucian Academy was forced to leave the human race, and had no choice but to live an ignoble existence in Luzhou, Beiju!
What even a force like the Confucian Academy cannot do, relying on this young monk in front of you?
To be honest, Zilu had 1 disbeliefs in his heart.

Seeing Tang Sanzong's determined look, Zilu still hesitated: "Are you serious?"

Tang Sanzian nodded in disbelief: "Do you think I'm joking?"

"How can a large group of people like my Buddhist scripture team joke with you?"

"In a word, does your Confucian Academy want to cooperate with me?"

Zilu was silent for a long time and then asked, "How sure are you?"

"grasp?"

Tang Sanzian laughed: "If you do everything with confidence before doing it, nothing will be difficult in the future!"

Zilu thought of the current fate of the Confucian Academy and said in a deep voice: "The Confucian Academy is a lesson learned from the past. This is because the teacher got the help of a big shot and could barely survive..."

Tang San's burial voice was sonorous and powerful: "It all depends on manpower!"

"How can I trust you?"

The Confucian Academy has finally gained strength and is waiting for the last calamity on this land.

Even if they have the intention to take advantage of this opportunity to be born, they cannot trust others rashly, let alone an outsider who carries the identity of a Buddhist scripture seeker on their head!

The Confucian Academy cannot afford another defeat!
Tang Sanzong shrugged his shoulders: "I can't prove this. Things that haven't happened yet, no matter how much I say, it's useless. Whether you believe it or not is up to you!"

"Anyway, it's not far from the West. You can wait until the end of the journey to the West to see if the Confucian Academy still has a chance!"

Zilu was silent.

As Tang San's burial said, the road to learning scriptures is already in sight, and there is not much time left for the Confucian Academy.

Whether he believed it or not, the facts were before his eyes.

If Tang San had not deceived him, Lingshan would destroy the Buddha and the world would be in chaos.

If Tang San buried him and deceived him, Heaven would send out merits at the end of Journey to the West, Buddhism would be completely prosperous, and the Confucian Academy would also lose its last chance!

"Tiandao and Buddhism are booming. If you rashly act against nature, even if you succeed in destroying the Buddha, Tiandao will counterattack. Will you be able to bear the consequences?"

Tang Sanbian laughed: "Consequences? What consequences can there be?"

"If this Buddha cannot be destroyed, then I will be the new Buddha of the West!"

"The great rise of Buddhism, who said that it cannot happen on my grave, Tang San?"

"Essentially, what I want to do is to make the three realms free from the oppression of gods and Buddhas! As for the identity I use to do it, it doesn't make any difference to me!"

Whether it is the Tang religion founded by Tang Sanzong or the Confucian Academy founded by Confucius, as long as it can achieve the goal of no longer being oppressed in the Three Realms, the name is not important.

The reason why Tang San was willing to talk to Zilu so much was because he believed that the Confucian Academy was a force that truly belonged to the human race!
Zilu let out a long sigh of relief: "This matter is too important. I can't make the decision alone. I need to ask the teacher to make the decision!"

Tang Sanzian nodded: "I'm just giving your Confucian Academy a chance to cooperate. As for whether you can grasp it or not, it's up to you!"

Zilu seemed to be persuaded by Tang San's burial, and asked: "If our Confucian Academy chooses to cooperate with you, what will we get if we succeed?"

"As long as you don't interfere with other people's freedom, you can do whatever you want!"

"You can do whatever you want?"

Tang Sanzian nodded: "The Three Realms are not the Three Realms of gods and Buddhas, the Three Realms belong to every living being!"

"The three realms of every living thing?" Zilu repeated Tang San's words to himself, his eyes lighting up slightly.

"I can't guarantee that the teacher will agree, but we are definitely not enemies!"

Tang Sanzian stretched out his arm and patted Zilu's shoulder gently, smiling mysteriously: "Don't worry, even if you want to be an enemy, you won't have the chance!"

Zilu's expression froze: "Is it that watermelon?" "Otherwise?" Tang Sanbian nodded.

Zilu sighed again: "It seems that our Confucian Academy must cooperate with you!"

Tang Sanbian spread his hands: "Don't worry, this poor monk never does anything to force others!"

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"Master, what is the origin of this Confucian Academy, and why have I never heard of it?"

Watching Zilu leave, Sun Xingzhe approached Tang San with some fear and asked.

Tang Sanzong sighed and said: "This is a force that truly belongs to the human race, a force that can survive without the prayers of the human race!"

"It's just a pity..."

Sun Xingzhe scratched his head, a little confused: "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that he has been driven to Beiju Luzhou now."

Tang Sanzian waved his hand, not wanting to delve further into this topic. He looked at an undamaged incense burner in Xuanying Cave.

Without the blessing and purification of the awe-inspiring aura of the Confucian Academy, the incense floating in the incense burner is mixed with the distracting thoughts of countless people, who are constantly colliding and trying to escape.

Tang Sanzong gently opened the lid of the incense burner.

The incense faith inside seems to have found a vent, pouring out like a torrent!

After hovering in mid-air, these incense beliefs that still carried the original owner's thoughts swooped down and poured into the eyebrows of the underground people.

"I...why am I suddenly energetic?"

"Are all my illnesses cured?"

"My eyes, my eyes light up!"

Among the crowd in the cubicle, there were sudden sounds of surprise one after another.

Tang Sanbian appeared in front of these people and immediately said: "Everyone, the monsters here have been eliminated. You can go home!"

Hearing this, the originally happy people suddenly fell silent and looked at Tang San's burial with complicated eyes.

"Where can we go if we leave?"

"Our home is gone a long time ago. This is the only place we can make money to survive..."

Although they are forced to pray day and night here at Rhinoceros, at least they don't have to worry about money or illness.

This place is gone, and they really can't find a suitable place to go.

"If you don't have a place, I can introduce you to a place to work."

Tang Sanbian thought for a while, found a piece of paper and drew a simple map on it, marking the place names along the way from here to Hidden Mist Mountain.

"You can start from here and head east, passing through Yuhua City and Fengxian County, to reach the destination on this map, Hidden Mist Mountain!"

"The poor monk built a Nanshan cigarette factory there and is probably recruiting workers now. He has no worries about food and accommodation from nine to five, and he also has two weekends off!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, especially the old woman who had spoken to Tang San Zang at the beginning, who took the lead and knelt on the ground.

"Thank you to the holy monk for your guidance. When we find a job in Yinwu Mountain, we will worship the Buddha day and night to repay the holy monk for his guidance!"

Good guys, no matter where you go, you can't change your thoughts on prayer, right?

Tang Sanzun shook his head: "Which Buddha are you praying to? If the Buddha's top is used, you won't come to the monster's place to pray!"

"If you really want to thank me, don't thank Buddha, just thank Tang Jiao directly!"

"Tang Jiao? What is that?"

"That's my organization!"

(End of this chapter)