All the ministers in the main hall knelt on the ground, but the old monks transformed by Sun Wukong and Guanyin did not kneel down.
Even Tang Monk didn't kneel down.
An eunuch beside the emperor couldn't help but angrily yelled, "Bold monk, why don't you kneel down when you see the king?"
The eunuch scolded, but Li Shimin did not stop him. In his opinion, he was rich all over the world, and the monks were also under his jurisdiction.
Guanyin sneered. She didn't know what she was thinking and didn't speak. Tang Monk was about to speak.
Sun Wukong rushed to say: "Your Majesty, we are disciples of Western Buddhism. The monks in the world are all members of the same family. They are all disciples of Buddhism. They are not from within the community. We only worship the Supreme Being of the West, not the emperors of the world."
These words were quite satisfactory, and the ministers of the whole dynasty could not find any fault with them.
"In that case, let me ask you, why are the cassocks and tin staff so special, and why they are sold so expensively?"
Hearing Li Shimin's question, Sun Wukong turned around, came directly to the stunned Guanyin, and took the cassock and tin staff from his hand.
Guanyin frowned slightly, but still did not have an attack.
"This cassock belongs to my disciple. He said that if you wear this cassock, you will not be invaded by water and fire, will not enter hell, and will not enter reincarnation. If you know this treasure, you will not marry for a cent, right, disciple..."
Guanyin nodded. She was a little confused as to what the monkey had planned. She was now a little confused about Sun Wukong's intentions.
"If your majesty is lucky enough to wear this cassock, you will live twenty years longer."
Sun Wukong said suddenly.
Li Shimin's pupils shrank. He lived for twenty years. He experienced life and death once, and his life was only extended for thirty years. He could do many things in these twenty years. Didn't you expect that this cassock has such a function?
At this time, Sun Wukong took out a basin of water and flicked it with his fingers, dripping water onto the cassock.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Li Shimin didn't know why.
"Of course this sacred thing must be consecrated."
Then he pretended to recite Buddhist scriptures.
Guanyin was confused by this operation.
After Sun Wukong ordered the water, he stopped talking and stood in front of His Highness.
Li Shimin was so anxious in his heart.
He wanted to find a reason to try on the cassock himself first, but the cassock was a monk's clothes. After all, the cassock had sparkling gems, which made him look extraordinary at first glance.
"Come here, take the gold and silver from the treasury." Li Shimin said.
The old monk Guanyin's face suddenly became a little ugly. This is not according to the script. What is Li Shimin going to do?
Eight guards carried four large boxes and placed them in the main hall. The boxes seemed not to be opened, but to be opened by the light of gold and silver inside.
But no one dares to say anything. You are the emperor, you want to buy it, you want to be taken advantage of, no one can say anything.
"Mage, take a look,"
Li Shimin actually left his seat and walked off the stage.
"Master, this cassock is only effective when worn by an eminent monk." Guanyin said suddenly.
"Your Majesty is the true Dragon Emperor, of course not a mortal." Sun Wukong said.
Forehead……
Li Shimin laughed loudly and said: "Master's words make sense."
With that said, he came to Sun Wukong, took the cassock, and actually put it on in front of all the civil and military officials.
His expression condensed and he returned to the throne, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Look at me, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty. You don't know what happened? You don't dare to discuss it openly.
"Bold——"
Suddenly Li Shimin stood up, and Manchao Wenwu trembled in fright and fell to their knees.
"Come here, arrest that old monk."
Cang Lang and several guards directly pulled out the gleaming steel sword and placed it on the necks of Guangyin and Sun Wukong.
"Your Majesty, what crime have I committed?"
Guanyin felt confused. He wanted to give this cassock to the eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty. Even if his task was completed, why did he suddenly become angry?
He suddenly remembered that Sun Wukong poured some water on the cassock, but what does it matter?
Let alone a few of these mortal soldiers, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Guanyin Bodhisattva cannot stop him if he wants to leave.
But the task is not completed, can he leave?
After leaving the main hall and the palace, Sun Wukong and Guanyin were directly pressed into the dungeon.
The two men were held in different cells.
He looked around in the damp cell and said, "No one has ever lived in this place."
He walked to a corner, where there was hay, and he wanted to lie down there and have a good sleep.
As soon as I lay down and closed my eyes, someone pushed me on my shoulder.
"Hey, you're not mute, are you?"
Opening his eyes, he saw a rude man with a wild beard.
"What's the matter, uncle?" Sun Wukong said impatiently.
"Yeah, you're quite casual. Didn't you see our boss?"
After saying this, the man directly kicked Sun Wukong in the face.
But the feet stayed in the air and suddenly stopped moving.
Sun Wukong didn't bother to pay attention, and just said: "Eat, you can eat anything you can in this prison. But don't go outside."
The other prisoners in this cell didn't know what was going on, and their eyes widened in horror when they saw a smiling face with white wings emerging from the back of the bearded man.
When have ordinary people seen such mouths? They are so frightened that they want to make a sound, and feel as if their throats are being strangled.
"Kekeke..."
The immortal-killing flying knife smiled strangely, "Thank you, brother."
The next moment, he rushed into the body of a mortal and emerged.
No one can guard against the power of this immortal-killing flying knife, because his short-term speed is not movement in the true sense, but when he sees someone, that person has already been hit.
The Immortal-Decapitating Flying Knife has already penetrated into this person's heart. With just a thought, this person's soul will be killed and beheaded.
But if a person's soul is too strong, even the immortal-killing flying knife cannot kill him.
The people in this cell couldn't even scream, and their heads fell to the ground one by one.
Sun Wukong, who was lying down, frowned slightly and said, "Clean up better."
Zhanxian showed a cruel smile, took a slight breath, and a trace of blood went directly into his mouth.
Then he flew out of this cell and went directly to other cells.
There were no screams, no shouts, and no fighting. After a while, everything became quiet.
"You won't succeed even if you give 'him' the memory of the entire Nanbu Prefecture," the system said.
Sun Wukong smiled and said: "Don't you really want me to get good things, but you still have nothing to do?"
The system went silent this time.
"Actually, only if I am good can you be good, right?" Sun Wukong said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't choose the host, right?"
The system still doesn't speak.
After a long silence, the system said: "I advise the host to give me your golden organ. You cannot bear such a thing."
Sun Wukong's eyes flashed and he said: "Then I also want to ask you a question. Just tell me and I will consider it."