Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Zhu Bajie begs for mercy

Under the tribulation of the sky, his flesh was broken.

But it recovered faster than once.

The last tribulation, carrying the supreme power of heaven and earth, fell straight down.

“what……”

Tang Yu let out a long whistle, and his bright bald head gleamed against the sky.

He had no fear on his face, his whole body was surging with mana, and he struck out with a punch, facing the last day of the catastrophe.

boom.

The whole Jieyun seemed to be distorted.

In the end, the roar of Jieyun resounded twice and disappeared.

At this moment, Tang Yu also completely entered the Great Luo Jinxian.

A faint trace of air leaked out.

Tongtian’s eyes condensed, and he said in a deep voice, “Do you want to prove the Dao with strength?”

Although Tang Yu himself had a great array of deceiving heavenly secrets, and the heavenly saint concealing his vitality for him.

But this time the power of crossing the robbery is too great.

Especially, Tang Yu used thunder and robbery into his body recklessly to temper his body.

Always under such circumstances, there is still a breath leaking out.

Western sky.

Tathagata Buddha’s face was solemn, and he quickly pinched out.

what happened?

I just seemed to feel the breath of Tang Sanzang, as if vaguely felt a trace of Da Luo Jinxian’s cultivation.

But under this calculation, after all, he didn’t notice anything unusual.

Tang Sanzang was still sleeping in Jinmaohoudong Mansion.

Tathagata Buddha relaxed.

I seriously suspect that I have hallucinations.

It seems to be really tired.

Have to rest, take a sauna or something.

He lit a cigarette and came to the merit pool.

He slipped away, sat on it, put a foot in, and tested the temperature in the pool.

hiss.

The merit pool is a bit hot.

But this is also good, the hot spots are comfortable.

Gradually adapting to Chi Wen, he was soaked in it.

I found the Buddha who was guarding the merit pool, asked for a white towel, and put it around his neck.

With a cigarette in your mouth and taking a bath, one second of comfort is one second.

Tathagata Buddha felt exceptionally relaxed.

After a while, holding a towel, he wiped his body, and there was a faint sludge floating on the merit pool.

day.

It’s been a long time since I took a shower.

It’s really dirty.

I walked out of the merit pool with a towel and waved to the Buddha. The Buddha said: “Come on, rub it, get some salt and put some milk.”

He conjured a bed and lay on it.

The two Buddhas hurriedly took the towels, wrapped them around their hands, and began to give the Buddha a bath, smoke cigarettes and put milk.

White and white for Tathagata Buddha.

One of the Buddha took a basin, and a whole basin of water from the merit pool washed on the body of the Buddha.

“Buddha, all right.”

“Yeah.” Tathagata Buddha closed his eyes, with a look of enjoyment: “Open your back, and I will have a foot repair for this seat in a while.”

It’s rare to relax, and don’t think about anything. Let’s do all the set meals at once.

Two Buddhas, each pressing one foot, gently squeezed.

Pinching to a certain place, the Tathagata Buddha hissed and took a breath.

“Buddha, this is the main kidney. You seem to have some problems with your kidney.” One of the Buddhas who pinched his feet said professionally.

Tathagata Buddha looked startled.

Is it too much to huh haha with his hands?

I heard that the hand hurts the body very much, so I really didn’t restrain myself.

It seems that we have to find a way to consolidate the essence, nourish the kidney and nourish the essence of the pill, and adjust it all at once.

But having said that, Buddhism is indeed not rich anymore.

Hands are tight.

Exchanging cigarettes from Tang Sanzang was a lot of expense.

Thirty-three heavens.

Dou rate palace.

Taishang Laojun’s eyes were deep and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Pinching quickly calculated it, but still didn’t feel anything.

When he walked to the Heavenly Dao Stone, he waved the dust in his hand, and the Heavenly Dao Stone gleamed, as if a thousand worlds, all living beings flashed by.

“Is that you? Tang Sanzang.”

Taishang Laojun whispered.

Many saints are watching and calculating, but they have always found nothing.

Because of what, wasn’t it because Tang San hid sleeping in Jin Maohou’s cave.

Besides, Tang Sanzang was just a mortal.

If he has stepped into the Daluo Jinxian, is it possible?

They entered the Daluo Jinxian at least in the white year, and even thousands of years old.

And Tang Sanzang, the bald donkey, just how old, even if he started practicing since he was born, it was impossible.

Therefore, directly exclude.

The lower bound.

After crossing the catastrophe, Tang Yu gave a small salute to Tongtian: “Thank you, Saint.”

Staring at Tang Yu, Tongtian said, “Which way do you want to go to prove the truth?”

Tang Yu smiled noncommittal, and did not speak.

“The rumors should use force to prove that you can reach the limit and break the sky.” Tongtian reminded; “If it is the last step, I am afraid that the one above will not watch you go out.”

“Thanks to the saint for reminding.” After a pause, Tang Yu continued: “As long as I am strong enough, even the one above can hardly do anything to me.”

With a flick of Tongtian’s fingertips, a drop of bright red blood appeared in Tang Yu’s hands: “This is the essence of Ancestral Dragon. I got it by accident, and it’s useless to me. It will be given to you.”

“Thank you saint.”

Tang Yu was overjoyed.

This is Zulong’s essence and blood, more precious than any panacea.

The dragon flesh body is notoriously tough.

Tang Yu directly paid for it, a touch of power, spreading from him, but only for a moment.

Surprise appeared in Tongtian’s eyes, knowing that this was the essence of Zulong, and it was so easily digested.

It seems that the practice of Tang Sanzang is far beyond ordinary people.

Maybe he could really walk into that path, a path no one took except Pangu.

Soon Tongtian left, and Tang Yu also returned to Jin Maohou’s cave, the main body and the auxiliary body merged.

Zhu Bajie is still working.

The Empress Jinshenggong began to roll her eyes, as if she couldn’t bear it anymore.

The body was shivering more and more, and it was about to be released.