The development process of the small world, or the story of the past, is only shown in "Jialan Yitan". Therefore, the story of the dragon shedding that Tang Sanzong saw was only about the fisherman falling into darkness in the water.
it's over.
But he also probably understood something.
The establishment of the Department of Irregularities began in the early days of Datang.
In other words, at that time, various strange stories were happening in the territory of Datang, but the moment when the strange stories became extremely active occurred after he brought the scripture back to the territory of Datang.
It was only after the sky rained blood and the ground was covered with warm snow that he and Li Shiming entered that period of madness.
"Xie Jing! Xie Jing! Xie Jing!" The three consecutive words of "Xie Jing" revealed the regret and anger in Tang Sanzian's heart.
But after venting his anger, Tang Sanzong also realized his own limitations.
His limitation is that he is mortal in the flesh.
He is not the reincarnation of a golden cicada, and even if he is reincarnation, he has no cultivation. His own Buddhist cultivation is obviously unable to influence those strange evil spirits in front of them.
"I'm too weak. The human race always has its own limits... How can I save the people of Datang..." Tang Sanyan thought with compassion.
Even a bald head cannot conceal his handsome face, which is extremely dim at this moment.
"Learning Buddhism will not save our countrymen..."
But, something extraordinary happened.
A black-haired man in a white robe stood in front of him at some point.
"I feel the unwillingness and anger in your heart. What's bothering you?" the young man in white robe asked directly.
And the "Jia Lan Yi Tan" in his arms also gave rise to extremely frightening fluctuations, which Tang San Zang could clearly feel.
"Is it because of this evil scripture?" The young man in white robe stretched out his hand, and the evil scripture was taken into his hand. Immediately, the young man snorted coldly.
"Huh, apart from bullying ordinary people, that's all I can do." He casually flipped through the evil scriptures, "Just an ordinary thing."
Tang San looked at the white-robed young man in front of him, and his heart was constantly fluctuating.
On the one hand, he felt that he should be wary of the young man in white robe in front of him, because he did not know whether the young man in white robe was an enemy or a friend.
But on the other hand, even if it was just their first meeting, Tang Sanzong found that he had a close connection with the young man in white robe that was difficult to cut off. This connection was as close as blood coming from the same source, which made him wary of the young man in white robe.
Can't get up.
"I was originally a Martial God, traveling all over the world. Recently I discovered that this world is in danger of being overthrown, so I entered this world with a trace of my avatar. As expected, this world is in danger of the evil god becoming a Taoist." The white-robed Martial God said to Tang Sanzhan.
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"Then I dare to ask the Martial God, how can we save this world?" Tang Sanzian listened to the Martial God's words and quickly understood what the All Heavens and Worlds meant. Although the evil god Dao Hua was not clear, he could probably guess it.
"To save this world, we need to find like-minded people, but your two ounces of meat are not enough to stuff a tiger's teeth, let alone face those Taoist evil creatures. Since I am destined to you, I will give you a huge gift.
Let it be created." The white-robed Martial God said, and placed a little bit on Tang San's forehead.
Tang San was buried and suddenly felt that there were hundreds of bones in his limbs, eight extraordinary meridians, and two meridians: Ren and Du. All the meridians and the body seemed to have opened a new limit, and this limit seemed to be boundless.
"God of War, how can I save this world?" Tang Sanzan felt that he could do it, so he asked God of War.
"You're not good enough now, go into this spiritual time wilderness and give me a special training there!" The God of War gave a warning, and Tang Sanbian felt as if he had been enlightened.
In a trance, I entered a strange realm that exists in the dark.
"The flow rate of spiritual time in the Dabie Wilderness is very different from that of the world you live in. In other words, for the three years you have been here, the outside world will only last for a stick of incense. During these three years, all food and clothing expenses will be lost in the Dabie Wilderness.
Provided to you, and what you do is simple.”
"May I ask the God of War, what should I do?"
"100 push-ups! 100 sit-ups! 100 squats! Then run 10km! Do these every day! Of course, you have to eat three good meals a day, and you can eat bananas in the morning. The most important thing is to exercise your willpower! No matter what
In winter and summer, you can't turn on the air conditioner. Although it is very painful at first, you always want to take a day off! But in order to become a powerful holy monk, no matter how hard it is, you must persevere every day! Even if your feet are too heavy to move,
You must continue to do squats! Even if your hands make strange sounds, you must continue to do push-ups! After a year and a half, you will notice the changes in yourself, understand?!" The roar of the God of War was full of martial virtue, which shocked Tang San.
Buried a soul wakes up, "Do you understand?"
Tang Sanzong also roared out from the unknown source of blood.
"Okay! I understand!"
"You want to be a holy monk with such a low voice? You can't hear me! Never!"
"Okay!!! I understand!!!"
"Good! Very energetic!"
Winter came and went, summer harvested, autumn harvested and winter stored. Three years passed in a blink of an eye. Tang Sanbian, who had been reborn, also escaped from the great separation of spiritual time and returned to his mansion in Changxian City.
"Three Burials, what have you learned in the past three years?"
"I'm bald and I've become stronger. In other words, I have to risk my life to train myself even if I'm bald. This is the only way to become stronger." The holy monk clenched his fists and said firmly.
"No, it's not enough. You still lack a sense of consciousness. Do you think humans can evolve? Do you think humans can evolve into new humans?"
"You talk about new humans and evolution, and you are fooling around there. Human beings can never do it. If they evolve into new humans, then such humans are definitely not human beings, because the real power of human beings is self-change, just like the Martial God Master
What you taught me is normal."
"No, you haven't understood what I mean. It's been three years, and the fate between you and me as master and disciple has ended. Today, my master is leaving this world. Then the safety of this world will be in your hands. The so-called "fighting against foreigners" must
Xian'an, this evil scripture cannot currently have any impact on your tempered spirit, so you can clear away those evil gods and Taoist things in Changxian City." The God of War said, and patted Tang Tang again.
The bald head of the third burial.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Disciple, you understand that you who have opened the limiter of your body are not afraid of all the monsters in this world. The Marxist-Leninist fighting spirit I entrusted to you is also
Use it well to deal with the powerful fighting spirit of the monsters, demons and snake gods in this world, and I will leave."
"Master! Goodbye!"
The holy monk's eyes were firm and red, and he understood what a Buddha was.
The Buddha has no form, every blade of grass is a Buddha. The Buddha does not need a golden body. The Buddha who needs a golden body is just because believers need it. A real Buddha does not need anything from believers. When believers are self-sufficient, the world will be unified.
It is a communist society, and the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism is the best guiding ideology for realizing communism.
But before that, Tang San still needed to be buried in the heavenly burial place—the burial place of gods and Buddhas!
Master Three Burials took out the trembling "Jialan Yitan" in his arms.
"Little one, show me all the monsters and monsters in Changxian City, otherwise the kinetic energy generated by the initial speed and acceleration of the poor monk's punch will be converted into heat and combined with the Marxist-Leninist fighting spirit, you will be roasted to ashes."
The muscles all over his body are so condensed that the holy monk's body still looks so slender and weak. But as long as he takes off his robe, you can see how terrifying the muscles on the holy monk's body are. Not to mention the vigorous blood, it seems that he can move his hands and feet.
It is like opening a mountain to divide a sea.
This is the change that will be brought to the holy monk after the limiter is turned on.
The human body has so-called limits, and the limiter conceptualizes, digitizes, and experiences this limit. As long as you exercise enough every day, you can increase your experience value. This experience value will not go backwards because of slackness, but it will definitely increase because of slack.
Diligence leads to advancement.
After three years of tireless study and arduous training, all the hair follicles on the holy monk's already bald head were necrotic and no longer could grow new hair, leaving only the large, smooth and reflective bald head.
But even with a bald head, it was impossible to hide the holy monk's extremely handsome face that was far above the average.
After being threatened by the holy monk, "Galan Itan" continued to show on the pages of the book the evil objects that were transformed from the evil gods in Jangxian Castle.
The anger in the holy monk's eyes did not diminish, and he held a neutron star in his clenched fist. The brain's calculation capacity was lifted and the shortest path was calculated in an instant, and the shortest clearing time was also preset based on his own condition.
Afterwards, the holy monk stretched his muscles and squatted on the ground. Suddenly, his legs exerted force, and the soles of his shoes were cracked. The floor sank underneath. A deep pit appeared from under his feet with cracks. Its radius was almost three meters.
The depth also reached a terrifying half meter.
The gleaming bald head broke through the obstacle of the roof. The holy monk rushed into the clouds with the momentum of soaring to the sky. The fighting spirit of the Marxist-Leninist army surged around him, rolling and making a sound like muffled thunder.
The virtual image of the sickle and hammer flashed behind him, and then turned into a bald Buddha wearing a military green coat. The red Buddha light bloomed from behind the Buddha, illuminating the entire Changxian Fortress.
It also allowed people all over the city to see the vision produced by the holy monk.
What fell from the sky was the compassionate and compassionate Three Burial Holy Monk. The Three Burial Divine Fists were combined with the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism and were pushed out. In just one moment, he struck out a palm, which transformed into hundreds of giants.
Fist seal.
"This punch will bury the sky and the earth - the gods and Buddhas!"
In Changxian City, the fighting spirit of Marxism-Leninism seems to be inexhaustible. It does not harm any flowers, plants, or buildings, but every punch destroys all the monsters and monsters hiding in Changxian City from the source.
No matter who you are as a deep diver or a faceless person, as long as you are transformed by a demon or a snake god, you will not be able to escape the punch of judgment.
It is not the people who are destroyed, but the transformed concepts, and this punch helps restore their humanity.
But this punch also touched the origin of the evil god.
The one-punched saint monk Tang San is buried. Is there any rival in this world?
have.
The product of the evil god's Taoism took Changxian City as its corpse. On top of this corpse, it turned into a half-human, half-corpse monster, which woke up from another realm.
He stepped on the land of Changxian City and walked towards the holy monk step by step.
"You dare to do the same thing even though you are a trivial person?! Kasaya!"
The red Marxist-Leninist fighting spirit transformed into a brocade cassock. It was thrown by the holy monk and caught the wind, but it directly covered Changxian City.
The corpse giant from another world in Changxian City was also covered by cassocks.
"Move mountains!" The holy monk raised his palm with one hand.
The giant was also carried by the cassock and flew into the sky.
"Ascend!"
The holy monk punched out, and the power of the air wave was not reduced, just like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, separating all water sources in the way. Even after smashing the terrifying giant with one punch, the remaining power was still undiminished.
From Dongtu Dadang, we went all the way west to the land of Tianzhu. After passing through the land of Tianzhu, we circled around and returned to Dadang.
All the clouds in the path were cut apart by the fist wind, and even the sea was stirred up by the fist wind.
But this punch always has its effect. After returning to Datang after this circle, it just blew a wild flower.
The Buddha has the appearance of a vajra with angry eyes succumbing to demons.
There is also a compassionate attitude of holding flowers and smiling.
The peaceful holy monk nodded with satisfaction, leaving no trace of nostalgia, and flew back to the road to the West he had taken fifteen years ago.
The evil book in his arms was still trembling.
Fifteen years ago, I traveled thousands of miles and fourteen years back and forth, and I was alone.
Now I am still alone.
However, he has been reborn, shed his mortal body, and has traveled to the places he has passed in the past. Wherever he goes, he has received the compassionate punch of Burying Gods and Buddhas in Heaven and Earth.
All the monsters and monsters in the world were wiped out by it.
Finally, he went to the evil Buddha temple that had been built.
But the golden body has not yet been molded.
"Jin Chanzi, are you here?" The golden Buddha is more than a thousand feet tall. Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine eminent monks sit in golden bodies and turn into Buddha wheels behind it. There are also Buddha wheels in the Buddha wheel.
Open your eyes and rotate the huge round Buddha beads.
"I'm not Jin Chanzi. You got the wrong person." San Buran looked at the same level as the golden Buddha.
"You are my second disciple, because you have looked down upon the Buddhist scriptures..." The golden Buddha did not speak, but his voice resounded throughout the sky.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Come on, shut up, what kind of Buddha are you? Is a clay sculpture and wood sculpture a Buddha after being pasted with a layer of gold paint? The poor monk asked you - why do you worship the Buddha?
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"To praise the prosperous age."
"I ask you again, what is the use of Buddha?"
"Educate all sentient beings."
"Since this is a prosperous age, who needs to be saved? What is a prosperous age when you only see what you want to see and hear only what you want to hear? So there is no prosperous age in this world. All living beings need to be saved, but it does not depend on you.
All sentient beings need to save this evil sutra, and it does not depend on me, but on all sentient beings’ self-enlightenment.”
"Jin Chanzi, after thousands of eons of reincarnation, you are still stubborn, it seems..."
"Look at your paralysis, you are not a Buddha. Buddha has no form. All living beings are Buddhas, not your clay sculptures and wooden bodies covered with a layer of gold! In the past fourteen years, I have seen all over the world, and I have entered the illusion because of your heresy.
Crazy, now that I have received enlightenment, I realize that there is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings.
It is not the spiritual mountain under your feet. You are not a Buddha at all. The Buddha is in the human heart.
You fake Buddha, die!"
One punch.
The Buddha was shattered layer by layer.
The Buddha's head also fell.
It fell to the ground, made a clanging sound, and shattered into pieces.
Clay puppets are idols. They do not worship idols, they only see sentient beings.
All living beings have spiritual mountains in their hearts,
Everyone can realize themselves.
If all living beings are enlightened, then all living beings will become Buddhas.
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"Do all sentient beings have a spiritual mountain in mind? It's a good idea, but if you fiddle with the timeline, can your idea be realized?" Qin Zhou, who witnessed all this, changed the timeline and returned to the beginning, that is, fifteen years ago.
That year, Tang San was just on his way to the west, alone and with a monkey.
And he also deliberately made Qin Yuelou feel the changes in the timeline.
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"Damn it, Qin Zhou can't afford it. This is what Zizi did on purpose! It's definitely intentional. Go back to the beginning and force him back. Isn't he unable to afford it?! Knock it on!" said the fairy sword!
The Lord cursed.
The white-robed Martial God also had a gloomy face.
"Old lady, what can you do?"
"Brothers, can you lend me a hand?" Lord Taishan looked at Qin Hongjun and Emperor Qin Tian.
"It's coming, it's coming, what are you going to do?"
"If he plays with the timeline, let's play too!" Mr. Taishan said fiercely.
"Hey, I'm familiar with this job." Emperor Qin Tian smiled and looked at the Master of Medicine and the Master of Xuanbing, "How about you guys help me too?"
"How can we help?" The Medical Master and the Xuanbing Master asked strangely.
"We'll know when the time comes."
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"Qing, eat a rabbit? Come on, eat a piece of rabbit meat."
"Rabbits are so cute, of course they have to eat their heads."
The brothers over there are still racking their brains, and the body Qin Yuelou, who has no sense of existence here, still doesn’t know what has been done to his little world.
It's just that he thought of a possibility, and an unexpected idea appeared in his mind.
[There is a spiritual mountain in the hearts of all living beings, so wouldn’t this spiritual mountain be able to combine with heaven and form a dualistic opposition with the regretful old days? And then unify? 】
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The Immortal Sword Taoist Master and the White-robed Martial God quietly observed the situation of Qin Yue Tower and raised their eyebrows one after another.
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