I Have a Trillion Merits

Soon, Shi Chen came to the place where Master Wan Du left his mortal body to incarnate. Looking at the mortal body practicing in the cave, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Then he entered the cave directly, alarming the mortals who were practicing.

Fantai glanced at Shi Chen and frowned slightly. After sensing it carefully for a moment, he suddenly exclaimed: "You are not the original body."

Shi Chen sneered, raised his hand and held it in mid-air, and then used his means to obtain all the memories of Master Wandu from the soul in the mortal body.

This Ten Thousand Poison Master was originally a little monk in the Devouring World, but he set foot on the path of immortality by chance.

He acquired the Poison Skill, and later understood the Law of Poison Dao.

At this time, it took just three thousand years to reach the level of quasi-sage, which can be said to be smooth sailing.

After he became a quasi-sage, he became a subordinate of a great master.

But when he was looking for treasures for this great master, he broke into the wilderness, and was then ruthlessly suppressed and killed.

In the cave, Shi Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the completely dead mortal body in front of him. Then he destroyed it and completely erased this place.

He came to the Wandu Palace where Master Wandu had been practicing, and made a strict decree that he would practice in seclusion.

Naturally, the servants in the Ten Thousand Poison Palace could not find anything unusual, and they all trembled and sent them off to practice in seclusion for a while.

In the seclusion ground, Shi Chen set up a formation, and then began to understand the poisonous laws left in the soul of Master Wandu.

Since he wants to gain a foothold in the Devouring World and seek to seize the position of World Lord in the future, he must hide himself so that no one can notice him.

Otherwise, before he can make a plan, his old friend will directly suppress him here.

After thinking in his mind, Shi Chen slowly closed his eyes and began to understand the laws of the poisonous path, striving to be foolproof.

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At this moment, in Penglai Immortal Island.

Hongyun looked at the several retreats on the island, nodded happily, and then sat in the main hall, using his magical power to open the water mirror.

For some reason, every time he saw Sun Wukong and others in the water mirror, he could recall the feeling of sitting on the sofa after get off work and watching dramas when he was trying to time travel into the wilderness.

But this is a little different from watching a drama. What he is watching is the real life of Tang Seng and his disciples.

In the water mirror, Tang Monk was seen riding on a pig, staggering on the official road. Sun Wukong and Ao Lie were leading the way, while the old turtle was carrying it alone and saluting.

As the sun sets in the west, the silhouettes of Tang Seng, his master and his disciples emerge.

Among the clouds above everyone's heads, Guanyin Bodhisattva was staring intently at the monk Tang and his disciples below.

Now he no longer has the thought of lazily practicing here. If there is another mistake, I am afraid that he will be the second one knocked down by the two Buddhas.

Despite the Buddhist scriptures stating that everyone is equal, in Fan Jian temples, most of the Buddhas are sitting upright with golden bodies.

As for these Bodhisattvas and Arhats, the best they have is just a layer of gold paint, and even more of them have clay bodies.

Of course, except for those particularly wealthy temples.

If his plan to travel westward goes wrong, he may not even have a clay body anymore.

Seeing the appearance of Guanyin Bodhisattva as if facing a formidable enemy, Hongyun couldn't help but shook her head. It seemed that the last battle between the Five Elements Taoists at Lingshan gave Guanyin Bodhisattva a big blow.

In the official way below, Tang Seng and his disciples had already left a country called Noble.

At this moment, I am still traveling all the way to the west, without stopping for a moment. I just want to go to the Western Heaven as quickly as possible to get back the scriptures.

For some reason, Tang Monk gradually began to have some doubts about his Buddhist beliefs during his journey to the west.

In his understanding, traveling westward would benefit all sentient beings, but their journey to the west was not peaceful and they had already gone through many hardships.

If it hadn't been for Sun Wukong and others, Tang Seng would have been eaten by some monster and no bones would be left.

He still hasn't figured out who came from the rumor circulating among the monsters that "eating a bite of Tang Monk's meat will make you immortal, gain thousands of years of magical power, and achieve righteousness."

He himself didn't believe this kind of thing, but those monsters followed him like ducks.

What made him most angry was that since Wuzhuang Temple, he had changed from a white horse riding on the clouds to a black pig riding on the clouds.

During this period, he had repeatedly hinted to Ao Lie, both covertly and overtly, to reveal his body.

But I don’t know whether Ao Lie really didn’t understand or pretended not to understand. He turned a deaf ear to Tang Seng’s words and followed Sun Wukong to lead the way carelessly all day long.

Tang Seng was shaking his head and sighing all day long. If it weren't for riding a big turtle that attracted more attention, it's hard to say that what he had under his crotch now was not Zhu Bajie.

Just as Tang Monk was walking and sighing, several people walked from dawn to dusk, and finally saw a manor.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the air.

Zhu Bajie, who was walking under Tang Monk's crotch, snorted excitedly after smelling the fragrance in the air.

Then there was a burst of excitement that almost knocked Tang Seng off his back.

A moment later, closer to the manor, Tang Monk said, "Bajie, stop first. In the past, you waited for me to beg for alms. Today, I will let my master beg for you."

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie immediately rolled his eyes, and after transforming into a human form, he even flattered: "Master, you are weak and weak. How can I let you do the hard work of alms? Of course, I leave it to me, old pig." "

When Tang Seng heard this, he looked at Zhu Bajie in surprise, as if it was the first time he met his lazy second disciple.

They couldn't help but wonder: "Wuneng, when you hear about alms on weekdays, you always run faster than anyone else. Why do you ask yourself to beg for alms today?"

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie said righteously: "Normally, I, Old Zhu, only do this to train my disciples. Today, the master and the disciples have said that they want to beg for alms themselves. How can that be done? When the master has something to do, it is natural for the disciples to do the work for alms, such as alms." Let the disciples do the hard work!"

With that said, he took the purple golden bowl directly from Tang Monk's hand.

Unfortunately, before he could leave, he heard Sun Wukong say: "Master, this pig head just sensed the aura of the young lady, that's why he acted like this."

Zhu Bajie was stunned when he heard this, and then glared at Sun Wukong, just about to refute.

The purple golden bowl in his hand was taken by Tang Seng, who said: "If it is a female donor, I won't let you go. You will scare someone to death if you look like this."

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