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

Chapter 370: Bringing Joy to the Buddha

This idea is a bit unrealistic, after all, Maitreya Buddha is a quasi-sage.

Even the real fire of Samadhi cannot refine him.

Looking at the flames, slowly burning up.

Tang Yu blinked, and the harmless faces of humans and animals were even a little dull.

“Tang Sanzang, the crowds have now dispersed, and you have not yet entered the city.”

Huanxi Buddha looked at Tang Yu and the others.

In his opinion, this difficulty is over.

But don’t worry about it, the things that should be done have to be done, so I urged.

“understood.”

Tang Yu said angrily.

He waved his hand at Huanxi Buddha, with a mysterious look.

Huanxi Buddha was puzzled, but he still flew down beside Tang Yu.

“What is Tang Sanzang?”

“Father, have you been to a good place here? Recommend two to me.” Tang Yu said in his ear.

Forehead.

Huanxi Buddha’s eyes widened involuntarily, looking at Tang Sanzang, his body trembled involuntarily.

He has an urge to slap him to death.

What the fuck is talking about humans.

Even asking myself a good place.

Although he is Huanxi Buddha, he is no stranger to these things, but if you ask it so rashly, you don’t need the face of Buddhism anymore.

Li Jing hid in midair and almost didn’t laugh directly.

“What’s wrong? Isn’t the service here very good?” Tang Yu said naively.

Then he took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Huanxi Buddha.

Looking at the smoke, Huanxi Buddha touched it, but he snorted: “There is a house called Chunyulou here, it’s not bad.”

He said this to Tang Yu Chuanyin.

“Chunyu Tower, where is it? What set meal is included in it.”

Huanxi Buddha is a sound transmission, but Tang Yu said it directly.

Huanxi Buddha took a breath and almost didn’t faint.

Why didn’t Tang Sanzang understand the matter? What he said through his own voice was obviously that he didn’t want people to know.

However, Tang San hides himself as a mortal, and it is normal for him to not speak.

“The girl inside is still very nice.”

Huanxi Buddha said again.

It was mainly because of the face of Tang Yu giving him a pack of cigarettes, otherwise he would not be able to say that these messy things were not very good for himself and even Buddhism.

“Father, then you take me there.” Tang Yu winked at him meaningfully: “Let’s be together.”

Huanxi Buddha snorted: “This seat will take you there.”

Tang Yu smiled and confessed to the apprentices behind him: “You pack up and then go into the city. Lord Buddha and I have gone in.”

Follow Huanxi Buddha to the kingdom.

As for that kind of ignition, Tang Yu still extinguished it.

The main thing is really burning, and for these mortals, it will inevitably cause some losses.

Tang Yu already had a countermeasure in his heart for how to kill Huanxi Buddha unconsciously.

Huanxi Buddha showed up at the door of Chunyu Tower with Tang Yu, and confessed: “Hurry up, and then go to the palace to exchange customs clearance documents, and hurry up as soon as possible.”

He was about to leave when he finished speaking, but Tang Yu grabbed him: “Brother treats you.”

“This…” Huanxi Buddha became embarrassed.

That’s not good?

Tang Yu couldn’t help but dragged him and walked inside, so Huanxi Buddha was half pushing.

Um?

Tang Yu suddenly thought of someone.

My big brother.

Yellow wind strange.

It’s a pity that the beaten soul is gone. If there is a chance to reincarnate, he has to find a way to reincarnate him to a good family, which can be regarded as compensation for him.

Regrettably, I didn’t give a chance to compensate for it.

“Oh, two uncles please come in.”

Mommy greeted in a hurry.

“Father, please please.” Tang Yu gestured to Huanxi Buddha and said instead: “Bring us some side dishes. As for the wine, I don’t need it. I have them here.”

Mommy hurriedly took the two to a big room.

The young lady in front of her was wearing a light veil, dancing.

Tang Yu, Huanxi Buddha and the others sat at the table and drank to each other. The drink was the Erguotou that Tang Yu took out.

For this wine, Huanxi Buddha is naturally no stranger.

Because when I was at the headquarters of Lingshan Buddhism, I drank this.

Don’t tell me, if you are used to drinking this wine, you really can’t drink other wines, it’s light and tasteless.

The main reason is that the alcohol content of Datang is too low.

Therefore, they are willing to buy a premium immortal brew like Erguotou for a large price of the 9th Rank Golden Elixir.

As the two glasses of wine were consumed, the gaze of the happy Buddha was also lost, and the girls looked at them even more ambiguous.

Seeing his virtue, Tang Yu smiled secretly.

“System, is there a pill to kill Quasi-Sage?” he inquired while communicating with the system.

“Meteor Holy Pill.”

Soon the system responded.

Falling Holy Pill?

This made Tang Yu slightly stunned.

Isn’t this the pill that Hongjun gave to the three saints?

In order to prevent the three saints from having different intentions, it is more convenient to control them.

Regarding the Falling Sacred Pill, he knew that the Master Tongtian and even the Supreme Master tried to resolve it, but they couldn’t do it.

If the Falling Sacred Pill cannot be resolved, they will always be controlled by Hongjun.

Life and death are in the hands of others.

“Are there any medicines to dissolve the Falling Saint Pill?” Tang Yu communicated with the system.

Sooner or later, he will confront Hongjun.

Tongtian seemed to be on his side, but once Hongjun threatened him with the Falling Sacred Pill, it was also a trouble.

As for Mr. Taishang, although he feels that he has his own plan and wants to use himself to do something, at least, it seems that there is no real maliciousness now.

If you have a solution to the Falling Sacred Pill, let’s not say whether they can help yourself, but they will definitely not be controlled by Hongjun and deal with yourself.

“Tian Ling Pill.”

The system gave a response; “Qingyun value, one hundred million.”

Seeing the price, Tang Yu couldn’t help taking a breath.

One billion?

Fog grass.

too expensive.

However, if you are expensive, you have to find a way to exchange it.

The most important thing is that Tongtian’s first solution.

As for Taishang Laojun, then it depends on his specific plan.

The value of luck can be accumulated slowly and then exchanged.

He now has just over one billion in luck.

If you exchange the Heavenly Spirit Pill, wouldn’t you become a pauper again?

“How much is the luck of the Falling Sacred Pill?”

Tang Yu communicated with the system, preparing to solve the Huanxi Buddha first: “Yes, can you let him return to Lingshan and then explode, that kind of self-destructive death.”

Even if he died, Tang Yu had to let Huanxi Buddha die in Lingshan.

Maybe there will be more unexpected gains, to earn a lot of luck for yourself.

When he thought of this, Tang Yu’s eyes lighted up when he looked at Huanxi Buddha.

It seemed that what was placed in front of him was a golden mountain.

Huanxi Buddha shuddered involuntarily, a bad premonition appeared inexplicably, he shuddered, and muttered: “What’s the matter? Is this seat cold?”