Lord Of The People: Build The Supreme Prehistoric From Scratch

Thousands of ingenious jewels are embellished, and all kinds of rare Buddha treasures are gathered. From then on, the sprites and monsters hanging on the body will disappear, and they will go to the underworld wearing the charm. Tuohua Tianxian cut it by himself, not a real monk would dare to wear it.

Really baby!

All the monks in the hall were full of praise.

Seeing such a treasure, the old monk rolled his eyes and saw the greedy desire. He was really moved. He stepped forward and looked at the cassock, and looked up at Su Ye.

"Just one glance is a good treasure, but it's a pity that disciples are really unlucky."

Su Ye knew it well, but pretended to be confused: "What does the old abbot mean by this?"

The old monk turned his gaze away, shook his head and sighed: "The treasure of the holy monk is really rare in the world. Unfortunately, it's getting late, and the disciple is old and dim-sighted, so he can't see clearly. Isn't it a blessing!"

Su Ye sneered, and said in a side voice: "Wukong, bring up the lamp, let the old abbot take a good look at it again."

"Here we come." Sun Wukong reached out with his hairy hand, and the candle flame not far away was sucked over.

Taking advantage of the light, the old monk stared at it twice again, but shook his head again and said: "The treasure of the holy monk is full of jewels, and even with the dazzling light, it is still impossible to see carefully."

"Huh?" Wukong was puzzled, and asked, "You old monk, you are so rambunctious, what should you do to be a good watcher?"

The old monk smiled, and was waiting for this sentence.

"If all the holy monks are at ease, I will teach my disciples to take it to the back room and observe carefully for one night, which can be regarded as fulfilling the disciple's good fortune of being devoted to the Buddha."

Su Ye curled his lips into a smile, and looked at Monkey King, as if he was questioning him.

Wukong really didn't care, and said with a leisurely smile: "Master, it's so so so if you let him watch it all night, he dares to ignore our cassock."

Su Ye knew that the monkey would not die until he reached the Yellow River, so he waved his hand and said, "Go as you please, as long as you can take care of it."

"Although the master is relieved, there are worries, and my grandson will bear it alone."

As he spoke, he threw the cassock to the old monk.

The old monk hurriedly took the cassock, showing joy: "Please wait a moment, all the holy monks, the food will be served in a moment, and the disciple will go to the back room to watch this peerless treasure."

As soon as the voice fell, he led a group of monks out of the hall.

"You idiot, just watch, these people will be killed for swallowing the cassock baby

hand. " Su Ye said.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt: "They are all disciples of Guanyin Temple, disciples of the Buddha's heart and holy way, how could they have such evil thoughts?"

"How about the Guanyin Temple, and what about the Buddha's heart and holy way? If the Buddha is really as merciful as he said, why did he keep you under the Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years?"

Su Ye smiled with a bit of sarcasm: "Wukong, you are still too young, and you haven't experienced much whipping by society."

Sun Wukong pouted.

I think my old grandson broke out of the rock for thousands of years, but how many years have you lived as a cheap master.

In any case, he still didn't quite believe that those monks would do anything out of the ordinary.

Until night falls.

...

But those monks, after taking the cassocks in their hands, brought them under the lamp in the back room, and couldn't stop admiring.

"Peerless treasure, top-quality cassock, what a pity... what a pity!"

The old monk actually shed tears when facing the cassock.

The little disciple at the side didn't know why, so he stepped forward and asked, "Master, why are you crying?"

The old monk said sadly: "I have been loyal to the cassock all my life. I am guarding such a treasure in front of my eyes but I can't get it. How can I cry?"

Upon hearing this, the little disciple smiled and said, "It's not easy for master to want this cassock, so he has to kill those three people."

As soon as the words fell, the old monk wiped away his tears and said happily: "Good! Good! Good! This plan is brilliant!"

Then he picked up the knives and guns in the room and distributed them to many disciples.

While everyone was sharpening their knives, a monk named 8 Guangzhi hesitated a bit: "I think this plan is not right."

"That handsome monk doesn't seem to be a threat, but that white face and that hairy-faced Lei Gongzui are unusual. If he can't handle them, wouldn't it be a disaster?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Guangzhi said again: "My disciple has a strategy of not fighting with him."

"Hurry up!" The old monk urged anxiously.

"According to what my disciples saw, put dry firewood around the meditation room where they were resting, and set fire to it. They will definitely teach them that they have nowhere to go, and burn them one by one."

When the monks heard it, they all praised it happily.

"Strong! Strong! Strong! This plan is better!"

"Just follow this!"

Ever since, all the monks in the hall got up and rushed to the firewood room.

...

At night, there is silence everywhere.

No matter Su Ye or Sun Wukong

He and Ao Lie are both people who seek the Tao, and even when they fall asleep, they still keep their spirits.

In the dimness, all three of them heard the sound of pacing back and forth.

"Master, there is noise." Monkey King whispered.

These people finally did it.

Su Ye smiled and signaled Monkey King and Ao Lie to be quiet.

The three of them saw through the window that there were dry firewood and flammable objects within ten meters of the house, and Wukong was so angry that he hated it.

"My old grandson kindly borrowed him to look at the treasure, but he was about to commit murder. How can I be such a monk? I'm so angry."

"Master, do you want to do it?" Ao Lie asked.

Su Ye shook his head, and said with a calm smile: "Calm down when things happen, Wukong, go to the sky to find King Guangmu and borrow a treasure to protect yourself from the fire."

"Master." Sun Wukong was a little puzzled, so he asked: "These mortal means can be understood by myself. Why do I have to borrow from the Guangmu Heavenly King and return it to avoid trouble."

"You're making somersaults, please, hurry up." Su Ye urged angrily.

In fact, he still had an idea in his mind, but he was too lazy to explain.

Why do you have to return something you borrowed with your ability?

No matter how strong or weak the fire shield is, it is also a magic weapon in the hands of the four heavenly kings. The so-called saint has no superiority, and the magic weapon is superior or inferior. One more magic weapon will also make more preparations for the future war.

Seeing Su Ye's urging, Sun Wukong had no choice but to follow suit, and appeared in the sky above the heavens in a flash.

...

On the Nantian Gate.

Seeing Sun Wukong, the heavenly soldiers and generals who were guarding were all afraid and turned pale, and shouted loudly: "It's not good! It's not good! That troublemaker Bi Mawen is here again!"

"Hurry up and ask the Buddha!!!"

Sun Wukong waved his hands hurriedly, and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't panic, my old grandson just came to borrow something from King Guangmu, and he will leave after borrowing."

Hearing this, everyone calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sun Wukong didn't take two steps, he saw the Guangmu Heavenly King, and smiled immediately: "What a coincidence, the Heavenly King appeared just as my old grandson arrived, as if he knew it in advance."

Guangmu Heavenly King showed a lot of majesty when he raised his hands, but he smiled humbly: "The great sage was joking. It's just that you were supposed to protect Tang Monk from the west to learn scriptures, so why did you appear here?"

Sun Wukong said: "I met some thieves who didn't know what to do and wanted to set them on fire, so I came here to borrow the king of heaven to make a fire cover."

Sun Wukong kept his eyes open, but he didn't say that it was Su Ye who ordered him to come.