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

Chapter 355 You don't belong to this world
The Dharma image after Tang San's burial gradually dissipated, and in a daze...

Ksitigarbha suddenly saw the face of the golden Buddha!

Ksitigarbha took a deep breath...

This time he could see clearly!
That face turned out to be that of Tang Sanzian himself!
How dare he?

Combined with Tang San's previous call for the title of Future Buddha, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva raised his head and looked at Tang San in disbelief.

"You... who are you?"

He also knew Jin Chanzi. Although he was a little rebellious, he definitely didn't have the strength!
The time passed when Tang San buried the tattoo experience card, and a friendly smile appeared on his face.

"If I don't change my name, I won't change my surname. That's why Tang San, the godfather of the Tang Dynasty, is buried!"

Ksitigarbha asked: "Then... where is the golden cicada?"

"What does Jin Chanzi have to do with our Tang San burial?"

Tang Sanzian stared at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with burning eyes and said in a calm voice:
"I asked the little monkey and the six-eared macaque to come to the underworld before to discuss some things with you."

"Now I happen to be here in person, and I want to confirm some details with you."

Although there was no blessing from the tattoo experience card, the majesty that Tang San's burial naturally exuded at this moment made Ksitigarbha even lower his eyebrows.

If I had only heard from the mouth of a six-eared macaque before, people seeking scriptures could speak eloquently.

Now he has truly realized what confidence is!
"you want……"

"You're right. I'm going to Xitian to ask Laizi to abdicate!"

Tathagata: Haha, call me Buddha when you can't beat me, call me Laizi when you can beat me!

Before Ksitigarbha finished speaking, Tang Sanzang stepped forward and patted his shoulder and said, "I will run for Lingshan Talker this time. I hope you can support me..."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva:  …

After a moment of silence, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva couldn't help but said: "Even if I support you, there are two saints behind Tathagata."

saint?

There is a system behind me!

Tang Sanzhan snorted disdainfully, if he could be given enough time to check in, he might even become a saint himself!
It's a pity that he has already reached the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and his cultivation level has barely reached the eighth level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

If you want to confront Tathagata, you can only be invincible first...

"What about the saint? I am the protagonist of Journey to the West. Could it be that the saint dares to kill me?"

"Although the saint may not take action on the surface, after all, Tathagata is the World Honored One they have chosen, and the next World Honored One is Maitreya!"

"Although I don't know why you have the title of Future Buddha, the saint will definitely find a way behind his back."

Ksitigarbha hesitated for a moment and expressed his opinion.

As a disciple of Zhunti, he knows more about some situations than the average person.

Tang Sanzian waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as the saint doesn't take action, it doesn't matter!"

After Tang San's words fell, Yuantu Abi's two swords came out from the ruins of the sea of ​​blood.

All the blood that originally filled the underworld was absorbed into the sword body.

With a wave of his hand, the two swords returned to Tang Sanzian's hands.

"After absorbing all the blood sea, why haven't you two undergone any transformation?"

The spirit of Yuantu said: "Holy Monk, we two brothers are the treasures in the world. If we want to transform again, the resources required are too huge, even the entire sea of ​​​​blood is far from enough!"

"Then after you absorbed the sea of ​​blood, it just became a little heavier?"

"That's not the case. The current strength of our two brothers, coupled with the power that the holy monk burst out before, can kill a quasi-sage with one sword!"

Tang Sanzian's eyes lit up slightly: "That's right, let's go back to the pagoda and stay there."

"Okay!" Yuantu Abi responded and immediately got back into the pagoda.

Ksitigarbha, who was watching on the sidelines, was amazed.

The two swords of Yuantu Abi had a great reputation in the prehistoric times!

Not only is their master Styx Ancestor very murderous, but their two swords are even more murderous!
But now in Tang San's hands, he felt like a rebellious child, being manipulated by Tang San.

After putting away Yuantu and Abi, Sun Xingzhe and others came from a distance.

"Master, the passage to the underworld has been repaired and the Tenth Hall of Hell has been dealing with the escaping ghosts."

Tang Sanzian nodded: "Well done, is the bandit still alive?"

Sun Xingzhe said with an ugly face: "I, Old Sun, have asked King Qin Guang. This turmoil in the underworld has affected the book of life and death. The losses have not been calculated yet."

"But a mortal like him who goes to the underworld and becomes a ghost will most likely be wiped out."

Tang Sanzun sighed slightly when he heard this.

I came down here just to look for the ghost of Kou Yuanwai. It would be a pity if I couldn't find it.

After all, we still hope that he will be able to identify the murderer...

It seems that this matter is going to fall through.

Ugh!
"Tang San is buried, Empress Houtu invites you!"

Just when Tang San was about to leave, a voice sounded from the eighteenth level of hell.

Then an old woman wearing a hairpin crawled out from below with some effort.

She also held a pitch-black spoon in her hand, which seemed to be some kind of magic weapon.

Ksitigarbha asked with a surprised look on his face: "Po Meng, are you saying that Empress Houtu is awake?"

When the Houtu body was reincarnated, it lost its self-awareness.

Heaven was grateful for her merits and had gathered her consciousness to create Empress Pingxin.

Although it seems that Heaven compensated Hou Tu, to a certain extent, it also eliminated the possibility of Hou Tu waking up again!
No matter how empress Pingxin represents Hou Tu, God has a hand in it after all. Who can guarantee that her consciousness must be empress Hou Tu’s original intention?
Po Meng nodded and said: "This time the sea of ​​blood changed, the breath of Patriarch Styx awakened a trace of Empress Houtu's will to a certain extent."

"Now that Pingxin has integrated into Empress Hou Tu's consciousness, maybe Empress Hou Tu will be reborn again one day."

King Ksitigarbha said with joy on his face: "I didn't expect that Patriarch Styx would help Empress Houtu by accident. This is really..."

Tang Sanbian didn't want to care whether it was Empress Pingxin or Empress Houtu, and asked with some confusion: "I have never known Empress Houtu, why does she want to see me?"

Po Meng looked at Tang Sanzang with a kind face and said, "Don't worry, Empress Houtu has no ill intentions. She just asked me to invite you to come over and talk."

"I don't know what the specific thing is."

Tang Sanbian hesitated for a moment, but still followed Po Meng to the depths of the underworld.

The Eighteenth Level of Hell was pushed down tens of thousands of meters by him. Tang Sanzang and Meng Po walked for a long time before finally reaching the bottom of the Eighteenth Level of Hell.

Po Meng said: "Empress Houtu is waiting for you below, I will guard you here."

Tang Sanzian continued to walk down, a chill spread through the soles of his feet and spread all over his body, making Tang Sanbian, who had cultivated at Taiyi Golden Immortal, couldn't help but shiver.

It was pitch black under the eighteenth level of hell.

Tang San was buried and couldn't clearly see the scene in front of him, even if he activated his Divine Eyes of Deception.

In this darkness, Empress Houtu's voice sounded from all directions.

But this sound made Tang Sanzhan break into a cold sweat!
"The scripture seeker Tang San was buried?"

"I feel a strange aura on you. You don't seem to belong to our world."

(End of this chapter)