Chapter 4 This Tang monk's painting style is wrong!
"Boss, look, Tang Seng, Tang Seng!"
At the same time, inside Old Yuan's body, the Tianjiao Alliance stationed in the imperial city and located on Yuxintai also cheered.
The old turtle that reincarnations call it, its scientific name is Shiqiu Defender... Bah, it's called a turtle. In reality, it's still a nationally protected animal.
When Sanzang came to the shore and radiated Buddha's light, the river suddenly surged, and the old turtle with five upward hearts floated up. He raised his head and chanted: "The square-headed divine object is extraordinary, and the nine-help spiritual machine is called Narcissus. The tail can extend a thousand years."
Longevity, immerse yourself quietly in the abyss of hundreds of rivers. Jump over the waves and rush to the river bank. Lie on the seaside facing the sun and wind. There is a true way to nourish Qi and retain spirit. For many years, the mangy turtle has been covered with powder..."
Listening to this level of education, you will know that he is a leader among the demon clan and has a following.
What's more important is that the Tianjiao Alliance, which is located in the belly of the old turtle, looks at the master and apprentice and feels that the fate is wonderful.
At that time, the fighting was fierce and everyone had no time to think about it, but looking back now, this time of clearing the wasteland was extremely unfriendly to them.
Normally, the reincarnators have different places to drop them, but now they are gathered together. Once the Contract Chamber of Commerce kills someone, there is no room for buffering.
That's why the boss led them to break away from the main force.
So wise! So decisive! So boss-like!
Just flying alone, the risk is still huge. If you are targeted by a plot expert, there is no possibility of dealing with it.
That's why the boss took control of the imperial city and took the initiative to throw himself into the Tongtian River.
The judgment at that time was that the Tongtian River is a branch of the Tianhe River, extending in all directions, and there is a chance to go upstream to the heaven, relying on the cover of the stars of the Tianhe River.
However, after actually entering, they found that if they wanted to enter the Tianhe River, they had to go upstream and fight against the extremely fast water. This would inevitably alarm the aquatic people here.
The leader of the water tribe is the old turtle.
Discovering that the three bases of the Contract Chamber of Commerce were approaching, Huang Shang didn't stop doing anything. He simply turned the imperial city into a miniature base and followed the river water into the old turtle's body.
If possible, control the old turtle and refine it into a spiritual pet, so that it can be guaranteed to enter Tianhe;
If that's not possible, then using the body of an old turtle to drift a certain distance is also a good option.
As a result, we actually met the experience learning team!
What is this if not fate?
But soon, they discovered something was wrong.
What the Sha Monk is carrying is a Buddhist scripture?
Have you obtained the Tripitaka Sutra?
"Why are we just coming in and the plot is over?"
"It's all the fault of the previous batch of reincarnations!"
"Wake up, there is no previous batch, this is land reclamation! But when you said it, I suddenly thought of the Tang Dynasty..."
"I thought of Fengyun..."
Seeing that many of his friends were caught up in not-so-good memories, Huang Shang coughed lightly, Tao Xiaomi understood the meaning and hurriedly said: "Ah, did we overlook something?"
"Is it the guide?"
After analysis, Xu Yue, Feng Mo and others all agreed that the person who took the blame... believed that the problem lay with the person who took over.
According to the explanation of the mission, the guide is a strong person in the plot who betrayed the heavens. He opens the way for the main temple and guides the reincarnated people inside.
Without them, Laojun, as a world barrier, is completely indestructible, and the main temple cannot be attacked.
But equally, the actions of these guides will also flap butterfly wings and affect the plot.
This is how the Monkey King leaps out of the world and joins forces with Laojun to fight against the gods and demons.
According to this, the first land reclamation is a special case. When the land reclamation is successful, when the second parallel world is pulled out, will it be the original destiny trajectory?
After careful analysis, everyone found the inevitable from the accident and hurriedly recorded this precious information.
Inertial thinking kills people, and even plot changes during land reclamation are normal developments!
While he was thinking about himself, the old turtle's stomach suddenly churned, and a large amount of extremely corrosive gastric juice gushed out, digesting all the food in his stomach. With piety, he invited the holy monk from the West to go on a self-driving tour with him.
Huangcheng hurriedly evaded while paying attention to outside trends.
Sanzang was about to cross the river, so he was not polite. The white dragon horse jumped lightly on the back of the old turtle. The monkey and the old pig also fell on it, and finally there was Sha Monk, who was carrying two hills.
"Holy monk, sit tight!"
What an old turtle, kicking out its four legs, walking on the water as if it were flat ground, catching shrimps, and showing off directly in the Tongtian River.
Master Sanzang and his disciples were used to sitting on the auspicious clouds, so they found it novel. Looking left and right along the way, Bajie stretched his feet into the water, and soon heard a gurgling sound, and many fish and shrimps floated up.
The monkey pushed Bajie: "Idiot, put your feet away!"
Bajie muttered: "You used to stretch your legs in Tianhe..."
The old turtle swam very fast, so he was not afraid of this. He kept chatting with Sanzang all the way. When the time was right, he suddenly asked: "The holy monk came from the west, can he know the past and the future?"
Tripitaka said: "The way of cause and effect is so vast and profound that a poor monk does not dare to expect to know the past and the future. He only wants to understand what he is doing now and reflect on himself every day."
The old turtle didn't understand the meaning of Zen, and said with a smile: "Why should a holy monk be so humble? I have been practicing here for more than 1,300 years. Although I live longer and am lighter and can speak human language, I can't get out of my shell. Wanwang
Holy monk, please help me calculate, when will I get a human body?"
In the eyes of outsiders, this turtle is an old turtle, but among the divine turtle clan, he is still a handsome young man who calls himself Xiaosheng.
Under normal circumstances, a monster can transform into a human form within a hundred years, and five hundred years is an opportunity to awaken its innate supernatural powers. It is indeed strange that the old turtle cannot even transform into a human body after practicing for thirteen hundred years.
Sanzang, however, was not curious. He concentrated on worshiping the Buddha, clasped his hands together, and remained motionless.
If you say it doesn't count, it doesn't count.
But after hearing this, the monkey became interested and circled around the turtle shell: "Hey, how about I take a look at it for you?"
Lao Yu didn't know this monk with a rough face and a loud mouth. In his eyes, Sanzang was the chief physician and the dean's personal disciple. He was afraid that he was an intern, so he declined politely: "I only live in the Tongtian River, and my knowledge is short-sighted."
, I don’t know if you are..."
The monkey bared his teeth and came to the familiar part of poetry and songs: "Listen carefully, I have been very skilled in supernatural powers since I was a child. I have been a hero as the wind changes. I cultivate my character and endure the sun and the moon. I jump out of reincarnation and escape with my life. A little sincerity...a little bit.
Chengxin once visited the Tao... visited the Tao... where did he go? Hey, why don't you remember? No! Impossible! How could I even forget this!"
It was supposed to be a eloquent introduction to life with thousands of words, but after just a few sentences, it seemed like it was stuck...
The monkey bared its teeth and hugged its head. An endless and violent spirit of the demon saint rose crazily, and the golden hoop on its head also appeared again, suppressing it.
The poems were engraved into the souls of the demon clan. Even the poems were forgotten. The blow to the Golden Monkey was unprecedentedly severe. He hugged his head and roared crazily. His reaction was countless times greater than before.
"Xiaosheng...Xiaosheng can't support it anymore!"
This was very painful for the old turtle. He was carrying a crazy demon saint on his back. The pressure in his blood made him tremble and he suddenly turned over.
The four-legged posture came too suddenly, and the aura of the demon saint was overwhelming in all directions. Bajie Sha Monk and White Dragon Horse were all affected. They were caught off guard and all fell into the water.
"No! Sutra! Go, the mighty heavenly dragon, World Honored Tathagata!"
Only Sanzang had the strongest execution ability. When he saw the little white dragon falling into the water, his legs suddenly pinched the little white dragon under his crotch.
Isn’t the Bodhisattva Dawei Tianlong Guangli the best medium to use the mantra of Dawei Tianlong?
The little white dragon couldn't help himself, the golden light surged, and it merged with Sanzang's men and horses. It withstood the fierce power of the monkey, shuttled suddenly, and came under the scripture.
Sanzang opened his cassock and raised his arms to hold it up without any effort.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the scriptures became extremely heavy, as if they had really turned into two mountains!
"Great Law Mantra, Prajna Buddhas! Carry the mountain!"
Sanzang remained calm in the face of danger, recited the mantra again, his chest swelled, a wave of power burst out, and he stretched his arms upward.
Even if it’s a real mountain, I can hold it for you!
"Fuck! Fuck!"
This scene fell into the eyes of the upper and lower groups of reincarnations. No, it should be said that there was Leng Jun thousands of miles away, because he asked the three pursuers to broadcast the situation of Tongtian River, and in the end they saw the live broadcast of Tang Monk showing his great power.
Disciples, come behind your master?
"Even if Tang Monk became a Buddha, he wouldn't be able to adapt so quickly. He could only fly in the clouds and mist..."
"Although he is devout to Buddhism, his weak and humble personality is not suitable for fighting. I must be hallucinating. This is not Tang Monk, Fa Hai, or Zhao Wenzhuo's version!"
"Something's wrong!"
Some people revealed the secret, while others noticed something was wrong.
Leng Jun was keenly observant and not only saw Tang Monk's rage, but also noticed the monkey's confusion. The key was the golden hoop.
The golden hoop is a means used by Buddhism to control the Monkey King. After obtaining the true scriptures, the monkey was named the Buddha of Fighting and Victory, and completely belonged to Buddhism. Of course, the tight hoop was removed, but why is it still on the top of his head now?
Thinking of the great sage outside who was fighting against seven-star gods and demons, Leng Jun felt that there must be something fishy in it.
"Boss, what should we do now?"
Everyone in the Imperial City had similar doubts, but there was too little information and they couldn't analyze the reason. They couldn't help but look at Huang Shang.
At this time, it is up to the leader, the lucky expert, to take action.
Planning is useless, shitty luck is what really matters.
"Let's just wait and see what happens!"
Huang Shang stroked Tao Xiaomi's hair to help him calm down and prepare for the next wild ride. He was also amazed that Tang Monk was covered in tendons: "As long as the Buddhist scripture collection team is here, there will be people who are more anxious than us!"
One word becomes a motto.
Just on the Tongtian River, Sanzang held 15,144 volumes of Buddhist scriptures in his hands, standing proudly in the void. When he was so frightened, the military rank mark shook, and Samsara, who was also a colonel, applied for a remote call.
Huang Shang chose to connect.
The virtual screen opened, and a polite man appeared on it: "Hello, Leader of the Moon Alliance, I am the director of the Dark Web Combat Department, the Collector!"
When everyone heard the name of Darknet, their eyes changed, and when they looked at the man's clothes, they became even more solemn.
The man was wearing a white coat and a mask, showing a good IQ that was different from the average reincarnation in the West District. There was a red square K pattern printed on his chest.
The Tianjiao Alliance's intelligence channels are not as good as those of the Contract Chamber of Commerce, but it naturally has a certain level of understanding of the Dark Web, a powerful force that has risen rapidly and become the top player in the Western Region.
The dark web is divided into four departments, distinguished by the suit of playing cards. The red square is the combat department, the black flower is the production department, the hearts are the logistics department, and the spades are the intelligence department. The leaders are two joker-level people, and the department heads are
There are four people at the king level and 12 people at the queen level as sub-supervisors.
This collector is the red square K, who is the chief officer responsible for fighting. His status is only lower than the two leaders represented by the big and small kings.
It is very possible that he is the supreme leader of the Western District Dark Web entering the world this time.
Showing up in person cannot be said to be insincere.
Huang Shang even noticed that this person was no better than Geodean and his entourage in the Fairy Sword World. All communication relied on the translator of the main temple. He did not know much about Eastern culture and was still subject to various prejudices. He spoke in a straight and clear tone: "I
This time I come here to seek cooperation with your alliance."
Huang Shang raised his eyebrows: "Do you think it is possible for us to cooperate with the current situation in the East and West Districts?"
The collector said: "I'm afraid the leader of the Moon Alliance doesn't know that the law enforcer Geodean is from the Alliance, which was overthrown by our dark network!"
He paused, with a look of disdain and pride on his brows: "That is an old, decadent organization, destined to be abandoned by the times, just like the Contract Chamber of Commerce in the East District! And we are not arrogant enough to enslave the East District, just
On the contrary, in order to maintain our rule in the Western District, we hope to form an alliance with the real ruler of the Eastern District. A legendary figure like you, Leader of the Moon Alliance, is the one we want to unite with!"
I have to say that this rhetoric is more attractive than the cliché that cooperation will benefit both parties and division will harm both parties.
Comparing the Dark Net with the Tianjiao Alliance, and equating the Alliance with the Contract Chamber of Commerce, reveals a feeling that the emerging forces should unite to deal a heavy blow to the old forces that are oppressing their growth.
Huang Shang just smiled: "Then you are very discerning!"
People in high positions cannot be moved by a few impassioned words.
Furthermore, no matter what the true intentions of the dark web are, his plans will not change.
Because this one is not a defensive counterattack, but a proactive attack!
West End, times have changed!
The collector obviously didn't think so, and bowed slightly: "We have given a gift to the Moon Alliance Leader. Please check it and look forward to contacting you next time!"
The screen closes and the image disappears.
The exchange was extremely short and there was no lengthy discussion.
Because the dark web needs to use practical actions to impress the other party!
One after another, the photocopied demons flew over from the sky.
They didn't arrive at short notice. Just when the Contract Chamber of Commerce sent out three pursuers, the Western District Dark Network also took action.
This kind of strange golem, also known as the Banshee, is petite and elf-like, but it can travel between reality and reality, and attack shadows.
It is not a shadow illuminated by conventional light, but a mapping of the space after the object exists.
So, when they flew over and merged into the void, they soon made a strange buzzing sound.
The trio of pursuers were hiding in the air, with no ordinary shadows at all, but they still existed, leaving a shadow in the space that was invisible to ordinary people.
The photocopy golem is thrown in.
Then……
Outlined, station exposed!
"Master!"
Seeing Sanzang flying in the air and breaking through the sky, Bajie and Sand Monk broke through the water and flew out.
They were very good at water, and of course they would not be harmed in the Tongtian River. Then the golden monkey flew out, with the golden hoop on its head eye-catching, and there was no anger between the brows, they were full of peace, and they didn't care about poetry.
Sanzang nodded, stared into the air.
Three strange-shaped objects appeared.
A floating island, an amusement park, and a battleship.
"not good!"
The incident happened too suddenly. The three pursuers were originally in a state of watching a show. After all, it was already broadcast live. Any decision-making was made by Leng Jun. They were responsible for the execution. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the station was exposed.
"They are the golems of the dark web. How dare they attack us?"
"Don't worry about that, let's go!"
"Spread out!"
Without even having time to pay attention to who was being plotted, the three stations suddenly activated and flew in different directions.
"Bajie! Sha Seng! Follow the Buddhist scriptures!"
"You...leave it to the poor monk!"
But at the next moment, accompanied by a loud shout, the strong man in cassock flew into the sky, clenched his fist with five fingers, and blasted out.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The three fists were punched out at the same time, and three hurricanes like tsunamis suddenly appeared on the Tongtian River. The old man who had just surfaced retracted his head and stared in amazement. The previously gentle holy monk seemed to have opened twenty-four...
A whirlpool symbolizes the twenty-four heavens of Buddhism, sweeping out surging power.
The mighty Tianlong roared loudly, and under the wind of fists, the vitality was crushed into huge cannonballs, which crashed down, and a series of thunderbolts sounded from the sky and the earth.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three camps were hit at the same time, and golden dragons appeared outside, tying them in nets and preventing them from leaving.
"This Tang Monk...I'm fooled!"
They were originally guarding against Sun Wukong, but at the worst they were Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha. Unexpectedly, Tang Monk threw away the Tripitaka Sutra and killed them all himself, as if he had caught them all in one fell swoop.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the relatively weak amusement park was pulled over. Sanzang took a step forward, and a lotus appeared with each step. It was a huge lotus that pressed down in the air.
When his lotus print was placed on the defensive barrier of the amusement park, the water in the Tongtian River below was stagnant and seemed to be still for a moment.
Then……
Rumble!
Countless water columns rose up from the river, with overwhelming force, creating several deep cracks in the air and rushing under the floating island.
This up and down, the sky and the earth clashed, immediately shattering the defensive barrier, and countless celestial dragon shadows rushed in.
quick!
Too fast!
In the blink of an eye, Sanzang broke through into the hinterland. The owner of the station suddenly came to his senses: "Elder, although we are demons, we have not done any evil, so don't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
Their style of painting was so strange that even humans wouldn't believe it, so they could only bully Tang Monk for his lack of knowledge and soft ears, so that he could get a chance to breathe.
But the next moment, he saw a huge palm like the five mountains pressing down on the top of his head:
"The poor monk can tell at a glance that you are not monsters!!!"
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(Darknet was designed by book friend "Sniper No. 11".)