The guardian of the foolish robbery chose Tang Seng to do it.

Very controversial.

The main problem is that the strength is not enough to convince the public.

The first three tribulations are all quasi-saint strong men.

When he arrived at him, he became the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Even Tang Monk was unsure.

What's more, it's someone else.

"What's the difficulty of breaking through the Quasi-Saint?"

"Thinking that you are my apprentice's biological father, I will help you with my help, so what!"

A voice came.

It attracted everyone to look up.

Outside the sky, in the void.

A golden body as high as a million feet high hit the clouds and fog, revealing it.

Many Buddhist disciples frowned when they saw this move.

For them, it is too familiar to see the golden body appear.

Isn’t this the method of Buddhist disciples pretending to compete with the world!

But, then again.

Sun Xiaosheng is now the leader of the new Buddhism.

There is no problem with using a golden body to pretend to be compared.

It's just that huge monkey face looks a bit out of place.

If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have surpassed millions of creatures.

Maybe someone will laugh out loud.

But at this moment.

Within the Three Realms, those who practice mortals, Li Shimin, had already knelt down and worshiped.

It is natural for ordinary people to worship the strong.

Even the powerful people in the prehistoric world were full of awe of Sun Xiaosheng.

It can be seen from their pious state.

"Does the Great Sage help me break through to the Quasi Saint?"

Tang Monk widened his eyes as if he was unbelievable.

The cultivation level of quasi-saints is the realm that many strong people dream of.

In the prehistoric worlds, countless strong people in the past billions of years may not be able to break through this level even if they spend their entire lives.

But if Sun Xiaosheng helps, it would be different.

The six-eared macaque has only been in cultivation for 50,000 years.

Then he jumped from a innate creature with no supernatural powers to a saint.

It’s not easy to help Tang Monk break through to a quasi-saint.

However, is Sun Xiaosheng worthy of trusting?

Thinking of this, Tang Seng couldn't help but shivered.

Recalling the journey to Journey to the West, Sun Xiaosheng's methods.

Tang Monk was chilling.

What is not good, will Sun Xiaosheng do?

Don't tell him about being embarrassed or not.

If face is valuable, what should we do if we have karma and retribution?!

"That... Great Sage, I think it's good to practice slowly."

"The eighty-one difficulties in purgatory are great merits, and I have no blessing to save them."

"The Great Sage should choose another candidate!"

Tang Seng was cowardly again.

He didn't want to be punished by Sun Xiaosheng again.

"Oh, you dare to refuse?"

Above the sky, the huge monkey face was extremely unhappy.

This stinky monk didn't even give him face.

court death!

However, Sun Xiaosheng would not be really angry.

He knew Tang Monk.

This monk's mind is not good at all.

What kind of human nature, how to observe the words and expressions?

He doesn't understand at all.

All living beings got angry when they saw Sun Xiaosheng.

Everyone was so scared that they were trembling.

On the contrary, Tang Seng looked confused.

He doesn't want to be a guardian, can't he do it?

"Oh, just this mind, no wonder I died so many times on Journey to the West."

"Little monk, please be more careful."

The ancestor of the Styx shook his head and sighed.

The look of Tang Monk's eyes was mostly sympathetic.

"Ahem!"

Guanyin coughed a few times, glared at Tang Seng fiercely, and whispered:

"No matter how good the opportunity, no one can ask for it."

"Don't be ungrateful."

"You might as well thank the Great Sage quickly. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

After saying that, Guanyin was afraid that Tang Seng would get sick.

He pressed Tang Monk to the ground.

"So...thank you, Great Sage!"

Tang Monk said helplessly.

He really doesn't want to get involved.

But he couldn't resist Sun Xiaosheng!

"snort!"

Sun Xiaosheng snorted coldly.

He didn't care about face, but Tang Seng was Chen Lin's biological father after all.

My apprentice's father can't persecute him as hard as before.

Moreover, the Eighty-One Difficulties of Purgatory are indeed the targets he is focusing on supporting.

And every disaster has its own explanation.

Who can get up and who can't get up, it's not just Tang Seng who can get up.

This foolish disaster is the only one who can look at the prehistoric world is suitable.

If he doesn't go up, who will go up?

It was precisely because of this that Sun Xiaosheng took the initiative to help Tang Seng improve his cultivation.

But Tang Seng was so sad that he actually stepped down.

Isn’t this annoying!

"go!"
To be continued...