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After finishing the Golden Top Carp, Lin Long let out a satisfied burp.

He patted his round little belly contentedly.

The local specialties from the East China Sea are quite delicious.

It's just a bit too small.

It's not even enough to fill a gap between my teeth.

He curled his lip in disdain.

Then he transformed into a chubby little boy with delicate features.

Two small, crystal-clear dragon horns on its head shone brightly.

He stood on the waves, looking around aimlessly.

There isn't even a siren here who can fight.

My father said that if you encounter a bald monk, you should beat him to death.

But there wasn't even a bald monk in sight on the sea.

He yawned and jumped straight into the sea.

I'm getting ready to go back to the Premium Crystal Resort to sleep with my mother.

Mount Sumeru, far beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

This once sacred place of worship is now in ruins.

The roof of the main hall was still drafty.

The guide was covering his empty left eye socket.

He sat forlornly on the moldy prayer mat.

Lying beside him was the Taoist Zhunti, whose right shoulder was still bleeding.

The two were happily planning their journey to the West.

As long as Jin Chanzi is successfully reincarnated into a wealthy and noble human family.

Western religions can completely turn the tide by taking advantage of the great calamity.

The one eye that guided them gleamed with a greedy green light.

He smugly touched his withered chin.

Those ghost messengers in the underworld are a bunch of greedy idiots.

One hundred thousand top-grade immortal crystals were all it took to give Jin Chanzi the green light.

Waiting for Jin Chanzi to return after his tribulation.

I'm going to tear that bandit Lin Xuan to pieces.

Just as Jieyin was arrogantly making threats.

A sudden, intense throbbing ran through his heart.

A terrifying causal backlash suddenly exploded.

The hidden causal thread between him and Jin Chanzi.

It broke completely without any warning.

The guide froze on the spot.

His old face turned deathly pale instantly.

A mouthful of rich, dark golden holy blood flowed upwards.

It spewed out of his mouth more than three feet away.

Old blood splattered precisely onto Zhunti's face.

Zhunti screamed in agony as he was scalded.

He tumbled off the prayer mat in a disheveled state.

Senior brother, what's wrong with you?!

Where are you going to spit your blood?!

Zhunti angrily wiped the blood off his face.

Jieyin completely ignored Zhunti's complaints.

He desperately clutched at the few strands of hair he had left.

It’s over.

It's all over.

The karma of Jin Chanzi's first incarnation has been severed.

he died.

Zhunti was stunned when he heard this.

His one eye was wide open.

Didn't you say you'd taken care of the underworld's messengers?

Didn't Jin Chanzi get reincarnated into a wealthy and noble family?

How could he have died in just half a day!

The guide cried his eyes out.

How would I know how he died?

This is the last hope of Western religion.

Jieyin rolled around on the ground in a miserable state.

He wished he could smash his head against a drafty pillar and die.

Zhunti slapped the ground in frustration.

Stop howling.

Quickly find out what he was reincarnated as.

He struggled to his feet.

He forcibly squeezed out the remaining sage essence within his body.

They painstakingly deduced the whereabouts of Jin Chanzi.

A moment later, Jieyin spat out another mouthful of blood.

He gritted his teeth in humiliation.

That damned ghost messenger took the money and did nothing.

He threw Jin Chanzi into the animal realm.

Jin Chanzi transformed into a golden-topped carp.

It was swallowed whole by a vicious dragon in the East China Sea as soon as it hatched.

Zhunti was so angry after hearing this that he trembled all over.

The evil dragon of the East Sea.

That must be Lin Xuan's child from the Pangu Palace.

Lin Xuan, you damned bandit!

I'm not done with you yet!

Zhunti roared angrily at the sky with resentment.

As a result, it aggravated an old injury in my right shoulder.

He gasped in pain, wincing in agony.

The two embraced and wept in despair inside the dilapidated temple.

The revival of Western religions has stalled from the very beginning.

at the same time.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou.

On the open ground behind the Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

Bodhi Patriarch was squatting by the fire, feeling frustrated.

He was a dignified saint and a virtuous man.

He was wearing a Taoist robe stained with oil at the moment.

He was holding a dark, unremarkable tree branch.

A plump wild boar, freshly hunted, was strung on a tree branch.

He diligently added firewood to the fire.

His face was blackened by the smoke.

Lin Dasheng arrogantly crossed his legs.

He sat on a piece of fine white jade.

He was toying with the Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff).

He would occasionally glance at Bodhi Patriarch with disdain.

Old man, are you even capable?

The meat has been roasting for half an hour and it's still not cooked.

Are you feeling weak because you haven't eaten enough?

Lin Dasheng impatiently tapped the ground with his stick.

The Bodhi Patriarch was so angry that his teeth itched.

He forced a stiff smile.

Don't be impatient, young friend.

The wild boar meat is thick.

It needs to be slowly roasted over low heat to absorb the flavor.

Lin Dasheng rolled his eyes in disdain.

Stop spouting nonsense to me, Old Sun.

My dad's barbecue skills are absolutely amazing.

A quick dip in the Nanming fire makes it crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Then sprinkle on my aunt's secret recipe of premium cumin.

That smell would make even the demon king on the next mountain cry with envy.

What kind of junk are you baking?

There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy.

Lin Dasheng covered his nose in disgust.

Bodhi Patriarch felt a surge of blood and qi in his chest.

He wished he could just slap the monkey to death.

But he had to endure it.

For the sake of the Western religion's grand plan, he had to accept this monkey.

Bodhi Patriarch humbly smiled apologetically.

This poor Taoist priest lives in a remote and impoverished place.

It certainly can't compare to the delicacies at my friend's house.

Please make do with this, my friend.

I'll just sprinkle some coarse salt on it.

Lin Dasheng snorted disdainfully.

He jumped directly off the stone pier.

He snatched the roasted meat from Bodhi Patriarch's hand.

He roughly tore off a pig's leg and took a bite.

I've only chewed it twice.

Lin Dasheng's entire monkey face scrunched up in a grimace.

He disgustedly spat all the meat in his mouth onto the ground.

bah bah bah.

This is also called barbecue.

It was tough and dry, with no saltiness at all.

Old man, are you trying to poison me, Old Sun?

Lin Dasheng brutally threw the whole roasted pig on the ground.

They even went so far as to stomp on it twice.

Bodhi Patriarch looked at the roasted meat that had been trampled into the mud.

His venerable, otherworldly face instantly turned green.

The veins on the back of his hand throbbed violently.

He took a dozen deep breaths of cold air.

He forced the blood that had risen to his throat back down.

If you don't like the food...

I'll go to the back mountain and pick some more spiritual fruits for you.

Bodhi Patriarch lowered his head in humiliation.

Lin Dasheng patted his belly arrogantly.

Go! Go! Go.

Go quickly.

If you try to fool me with some sour, tooth-rotting fruit again...

I, Old Sun, will tear down your dilapidated cave dwelling right now!

Lin Dasheng waved his hand arrogantly.

The Bodhi Patriarch turned away sadly.

He walked heavily toward the back mountain.

He cursed Lin Xuan eight million times in his heart.

This is hardly a matter of taking on apprentices.

This is practically like inviting a living ancestor back to torment you.

Once the monkey becomes an apprentice.

I'll make sure he eats nothing but bran and wild vegetables every day.

Bodhi Patriarch made a sinister vow in his heart.

Lin Dasheng watched the old man's departing figure.

He grinned mischievously.

This old man has a pretty good temper.

He's definitely up to no good.

I, Old Sun, will play with you for a while.

Let's see how long you can keep up this act.

Lin Dasheng lay comfortably on the stone bench.

They started planning how to continue tormenting the old man tomorrow.