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

Chapter 363 Sir, times have changed!
Jieyin Buddha's face was full of madness. He had been staying at Lingyundu for too long.

Sanctification is already his only obsession!
"Even though my destiny is flawed, I can still change my destiny against the will of heaven!"

Countless innocent souls emerged from the water at Lingyun Ferry, and their ferocious smiles made Jingyin Buddha look like a devil at the moment.

He has been preparing for endless years just for today!
"How come he can become a saint by accepting a loan with peace of mind, but he beheads me and leaves me to perish in this hellish place?"

"Today I must do something unnatural and give him a surprise!"

As soon as the Buddha's words fell, countless innocent souls rushed into his body.

The strength of the quasi-sage began to expand rapidly at this moment, as if it was about to touch the threshold of a saint!

At this time, Tang Sanzhan finally understood how to use the passive skill that the system rewarded him with for soul ferrying.

When Buddha Jie Ying saw that Tang San's buried soul was not sucked out by the bottomless boat, instead of having any doubts, he actually smiled even happier.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect you, the Buddhist monk, to give me a surprise!"

"The more devoted you are to the Buddha, the stronger your soul will be!"

"I have hope of becoming a saint, I have a chance of becoming a saint!"

The Buddha's feet suddenly stepped on the bottomless boat, and the water on Lingyun Ferry was cut into two halves.

The numerous bones at the bottom of the river were all exposed at this moment.

It is hard to imagine that there are so many dead people hidden in the place closest to Lingshan in the world!

Even Tang Sanyan couldn't help but frown.

Damn it, I have never seen so many dead people in my entire journey!

"Tang San was buried with so many people. It was not in vain that you walked such a long way to the West!"

The Buddha appeared in front of Tang San's burial. At this time, there was no more Buddha light on his body, replaced by layers of thick fog.

There are tragically dead faces, withered palms, and even broken bodies in the mist...

But Jie Yin Buddha turned a deaf ear to these.

As long as he can become a saint, it makes no difference to him whether he is a Buddha or a monster!

"Speaking of which, I have to say thank you."

The Buddha seems to be waiting for Tang San's buried soul to be extracted.

But the soul ferry passive rewarded by the system resists this suction all the time.

Tang Sanzun asked: "Why? You are already a high-ranking leader in Buddhism, so why do you still do this?"

"Sanctification is an obsession that was born after I was cut off by the leader. In order to achieve this goal, I am willing to dedicate everything I have!"

"But I'm just an evil corpse that was chopped off. I'm innately deficient and can't become a saint!"

"But I'm not willing to give in. Why? Why do you all have the chance to become a saint, but I don't?"

"In order to become a saint, I gave up everything and everything that was given to me. I firmly believe that the soul can also achieve enlightenment in a different way!"

The voice that greeted the Buddha was full of resentment and unwillingness: "Now as long as I swallow you, I will have a chance to realize the dream I have had for so many years."

He walked towards Tang San's burial step by step, as if he already had the person in front of him under his control!
However, Tang Sanzun gently shook his head: "It's a pity that you can't become a saint this time."

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"What do you mean by that?"

The face of the Buddha was ferocious, and the gray mist on his body seemed to be constantly invading his mind.

"Literally!"

Tang Sanzong looked at the Buddha and walked directly in front of him step by step.

"My lord, times have changed!"

"How is that possible?" An obvious look of astonishment flashed across Jieyin Buddha's face.

Tang Sanzian sneered, then suddenly shook his hand with one hand!
"Dawei Tianlong!"

The barrier formed by the bottomless boat suddenly became chaotic at this moment.

"You are such a Buddhist monk, but you secretly embarked on the path of cultivation?"

"It's a pity that even if I haven't become a saint yet, you can't resist me!"

Jieyin Buddha calmed down after being slightly shocked. "Yeah?"

Tang Sanzun's voice turned cold as he watched the wandering souls floating around the Buddha's body.

His cultivation just now was not enough, and he could not clearly see the essence of guiding the Buddha.

After the shoulder dragon tattoo lit up, he finally saw it clearly.

Is there anything else in front of me to attract the Buddha?
It’s just a white-bone Buddha statue made up of countless skeletons!
And those mist are the souls of these bones who were unable to reincarnate after they died unjustly!

"Damn you!"

Tang San buried his five fingers into a fist, put all his strength into the fist, and smashed it towards Jieyin Buddha's face!

boom!
Countless souls were buried and smashed by Tang San until they almost spit out from the mouth of the Buddha.

But it was quickly swallowed by him forcefully.

"I am already a quasi-saint whose soul has been achieved, and I am an immortal existence!"

The Buddha's tone was domineering, not afraid of Tang San's fist at all, his eyes were full of madness!

The stronger Tang San is buried, the more excited he becomes!
As long as Tang San's buried soul is taken away, he can hope to achieve sainthood!
Seeing the crazy-looking man leading the Buddha, Tang San's expression became even colder.

"You can block one punch from the poor monk, but how many punches can you block from the poor monk?"

The Buddha laughed crazily, not to be outdone: "How many punches can you use to attack like this?"

"Although I haven't become a saint yet, I can still withstand a mere punch or two!"

Tang Sanbian tilted his neck and made a rattling sound.

"I'm sorry, I'm invincible within one minute!"

"I said that times have changed since I came!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Sanzong raised his fist as big as a sandbag and smashed it into Jieyin Buddha's face.

High-end combat often doesn't require fancy moves.

The speed of Tang San's punch was so fast that there was an afterimage, turning like a big windmill.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!" When the second punch fell, Jieyin Buddha was still holding on.

But then he couldn't hold it any longer.

"Fuck you!!"

"I... woo woo..."

Tang San Bing didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and the head of the Buddha was smashed into pieces by Tang San Bing like a watermelon.

The eyes that greeted the Buddha showed disbelief.

"I've been waiting for countless years, how could I fail here?"

"I just want to be holy, what's wrong with me?"

The body of the receiving Buddha suddenly collapsed and turned into a skeleton of white bones.

Tang Sanzong silently took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands.

The moment he let go of the handkerchief, the entire barrier around the Lingyundu Bottomless Boat shattered into pieces.

Receive the Buddha, die!
"Master, what's going on?"

"Master, why didn't we suddenly notice your aura just now?"

Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie asked hurriedly.

Tang San was sitting casually on the boat and seemed to be saying something insignificant: "This boatman is dishonest and wants to kill me for becoming a saint!"

Sun Xingzhe:? ? ?

Zhu Bajie:? ? ?

Kill everything:? ? ?
The three people looked at Tang Sanzong with questions on their faces, feeling as if their heads were shutting down at this moment.

A Buddha who was about to become a saint was killed by his master in such a short period of time?
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