Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 149 Liang Bing: Bring My Pain Mask!
Well, is it really just a little burn?

Liang Bing didn't believe it, and said carelessly: "Come here, take off your clothes, let me take a look inside!"

Tang Seng clasped his hands together very indifferently for such tiger-wolf words, and said: "Men and women are not close to each other, and the poor monk is a monk, so he is not close to women, so I ask the female benefactor to respect herself!"

"What do you think?"

Liang Bing slapped Tang Seng's bare head with a "slap", and said, "Queen, I meant to ask you to take off your clothes. Let me see if there are any injuries inside!"

"Don't bother the benefactor," Tang Seng bowed again, and said, "Monks don't tell lies, and the poor monk really only suffered from these injuries."

Liang Bing became impatient and threatened: "Can you take it off? If you don't want to take it off, the queen, I'll do it myself!"

Tang Seng refused very resolutely: "Don't take it off!"

Liang Bing was also unambiguous, and directly called Thornton to help him take off.

"Amitabha, it's useless, benefactor!"

Tang Seng let Thorton's rough hands and feet pull it, and said: "This beautiful cassock cannot be untied unless the poor monk does it himself, or the Buddha comes in person!"

Sure enough, Thorton struggled for a long time, biting his teeth and even using his half-hand axe, but he still couldn't get the Jinlan cassock off.

Now, Liang Bing became even more interested—she remembered the cat teaser that she could move by herself as long as she had a "stone"!
Could it be that this cassock is the same treasure as that cat teaser?

Immediately, Liang Bing pulled some Thornton away, and asked, "Could it be that you are also a magic weapon?"

"Oh? The benefactor actually knows the magic weapon?"

Tang Seng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's just that the benefactor guessed wrong. The poor monk's colorful cassock is not a magic treasure, but a Buddha treasure."

Liang Bing asked: "What is a Buddha treasure?"

After all, without waiting for Tang Seng to answer, he dragged him into the room and said, "Sit down and talk, what is a Buddha treasure?"

To talk about other things, Tang Seng may be in a hurry to go to Huaxia and have no time to deal with Liangbing, but when it comes to Buddha Treasure, he is not in a hurry.

Ever since, Tang Seng talked a lot, from enlightenment under the Bodhi tree of Buddha, to the eve of Journey to the West, when the Buddha sent Guanyin to give him a brocade cassock.

The first half was mostly words praising the Buddha, so Liang Bing was drowsy after listening to it. It wasn't until Tang Seng talked about Journey to the West that he regained his energy and prepared to listen to the story seriously.

Until now, Liangbing is still in the cloud, and I have no idea what is the Buddha treasure. I only think that the story of Tang Seng who has just started is quite interesting.

But at this moment, Tang Seng stopped talking!

Tang Seng stopped talking when Liang Bing just came to be interested!

"Why don't you say it? Go on!"

Under Liangbing's repeated urging, Tang Seng coughed and said: "The poor monk has been talking for so long, his mouth is dry, can the benefactor give me a cup of green tea?"

Since he came to this world, he has not had any water or rice. To be honest, he has been hungry and thirsty for a long time. If it weren't for the effect of the beautiful cassock to protect him from "falling into reincarnation", I am afraid that Sun Wukong would not find him. It's cold in the fart!
Until now, seeing that Liang Bing was aroused, he asked for food and tea.

"Yes, yes, I forgot!"

Liang Bing suddenly realized: "You are a mortal, you still have to eat and drink, I forgot about that!"

Tang Seng smiled and said nothing, thinking that the fast food and tea would be served soon, but Liang Bing grabbed him and said, "Let's go and transform with the Queen!"

"It's fine to become a demon, as long as you have energy, you don't need to eat every day!"

In fact, what Liang Bing thought was that if Tang Seng became a demon, then those things in his mind, no matter whether they were knowledge or stories, would definitely become demonic things.

What stories will you hear then?Can't you just look at it?
What's more, Tang Seng obviously knows what the magic weapon is all about, and all these must be taken out of his brain!

Tang Seng: "???"

Tang Seng looked confused, but he didn't want to be transformed into a demon, so he could only shout: "Hold on, benefactor!"

"What the poor monk is here is just a projection, although it is a substance, it is not the body, and it cannot be transformed into a demon!"

Liangbing heard Tang Seng's words, but she didn't care what was there or not, whether she could transform or not, she had to try it first!

It is best to be able to transform, and there is no other way to think of it!

Ever since, Tang Seng yelled all the way and was dragged into the transformation room by Liang Bing.

Transformation is not resurrection. If you want to retain Tang Seng's complete consciousness, you must first analyze Tang Seng's complete genes, and then transform it.

With the devil's technology, there is no need to draw blood for a long time to analyze a gene. However, after putting Tang Seng into the training room, Liang Bing found out that this is impossible and cannot be done.

All the scanners on Demon No. [-] were used, but all of them could only scan out garbled characters, and there was no trace of genetic information at all!

Liang Bing, who didn't believe in evil, also used the supercomputer, but the result was still the same.

In desperation, she could only drag Tang Seng out of the training barn first, and ordered people to prepare meals and drinks, and let him eat first before talking.

If Tang Seng was starved to death, let alone knowledge, there would be no story to listen to!

Then there was no more, Liang Bing finally put on the pain mask.

Tang Seng is a standard and real monk. He must do his homework three times a day in the morning, noon and evening. . .

Anyway, Liangbing can only listen to a short section every day, which is about two chapters, and then Tang Seng will talk about it all day.

What put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, what the sea of ​​suffering has no limit and turn back to the shore, what my Buddha opened the door of convenience. . .

Anyway, she didn't want the annoying Liang Bing, but in order to listen to the story, she didn't dare to run away, so she could only listen obediently.

It's been half a year, and the story of Journey to the West has only been told for less than one-third, so let's not mention how aggrieved I am in my heart!

No, Tang Seng has already finished his share of today's Journey to the West. He is sitting next to Liang Bing, and slowly said: "Benefactor of Liang Bing, you must know..."

Liang Bing rolled his eyes and said: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha right away?"

"No, no, no," Tang Seng shook his head, and said, "The poor monk wants to say..."

"There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, is it right to turn back?"

"No, the poor monk wants to say..."

"That Shakyamuni forgot to close the door again?"

"No, the poor monk wants to ask why you collect so many spirit stones!"

Tang Seng finished speaking quickly in one breath, and finally he didn't get robbed of his lines by Liang Bing.

"Spirit stone?"

Liang Bing was taken aback for a moment, then reached out and took out a stone, and said, "This is what you're asking?"

"Exactly," Tang Seng nodded and said, "This thing is called a spirit stone, and the spiritual energy inside it is pure and abundant, and it is a must for practice."

"It's just that the poor monk has never seen the benefactor of cold ice in the past six months, and even the benefactor has people who practice. If he doesn't practice, what's the use of spirit stones?"

(End of this chapter)