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Tang Monk threw the nine-xi Zen staff into the air, dancing like flying.
The Jiuxi Zen Staff attacked Zuo Qingshi's front door. Zuo Qingshi summoned a thousand-jin war hammer and raised it high, blocking the Jiuxi Zen Staff.
The war hammer collided with the Jiuxi Zen Staff and sparks were produced. The Jiuxi Zen Staff hung in the air and automatically attacked Zuo Qingshi. Zuo Qingshi could only parry in embarrassment.
The little prince on the side looked at Zuo Qingshi, who was wearing a yellow robe, and whispered: "It turns out that my father is really a monster. How could it be like this? We give Wenshu Monastery so much incense money every year, and Manjushri Bodhisattva actually lets the monster sleep in it. In his monastery.¡±
Tang Monk said indifferently: "Little prince, if you still want to kneel in the temple tomorrow and pray devoutly to the Clay Bodhisattva, please take your mother and leave quickly!"
The little prince had no choice but to take the queen and escape from the hall under the escort of the royal guards.
At this time, only Tang Seng and Zuo Qingshi were left in the main hall.
Zuo Qingshi was tired of dealing with the attacks of Jiuxi Zen Staff in the air.
Tang Monk flew forward and grabbed the Jiuxi Zen Staff. Zuo Qingshi became angry and grabbed the war hammer and smashed it on Tang Monk's head.
The Jiuxi Zen staff and war hammer play steel dance music in the air.
Tang Monk activated the ancient power, and a large force like a volcano of doomsday surged out from the Qiankun Ring and poured into the Jiuxi Zen Staff.
The war hammer was blown away, and Zuo Qingshi's mouth was violently shaken. He fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood.
Tang Monk pressed his nine-xi Zen staff against his head, "Little lion, it's not too late to beg for mercy now!"
Zuo Qingshi let out a roar, and the huge sound was like thunder from the sky, condensing into a ghost shadow. Then, the ghost shadow split into thousands of troops and attacked Tang Monk.
Tang Monk smiled and said: "Lion's Roar Kung Fu? Not bad."
Faced with the sound attack, Tang Monk offered up his purple gold alms bowl.
The purple gold alms bowl was originally from Guanyin. It was given to Tang Monk in Chang'an City so that Tang Monk could beg for alms on the road. To put it bluntly, he was begging for food.
In the small universe of Qiankun Baojie, Tang Monk had beauties such as Second Sister Egg and Gao Cuilan serving delicious food. This purple gold alms bowl had never been used to hold food, so it had no use at all and was more like a decoration.
However, King Golden Horn had his soul stolen by Tang Monk. After becoming a ring spirit, he took charge of the weapon refining room in the small universe. King Jinjiao has served Taishang Laojun for thousands of years. He is familiar with the process of refining weapons in the Bagua Furnace. Therefore, in the weapon refining room, he helped Tang Monk to transform weapons.
The Purple Gold Alms Bowl was carefully remodeled by King Golden Horn. Today¡¯s Purple Gold Bowl can hold a sea of ??water and has a vast space.
When faced with an enemy attack, the Purple Gold Bowl is like a bottomless pit.
The purple gold alms bowl emits streaks of golden light. Thousands of troops roaring like lions were hit by the golden light and were instantly sucked into the purple gold alms bowl. Inside the purple gold alms bowl, lingering sounds lingered.
Zuo Qingshi roared so hard that his throat broke, but Tang Monk used a small alms bowl to easily resolve it.
Tang Seng is really a nightmare enemy.
Wenshu¡¯s scolding rang in Zuo Qingshi¡¯s ears.
"You loser, You Qingshi is much stronger than you!"
"Do you really think of yourself as a king? It's not a pity to die for a mere pariah!"
"Only if Monk Tang dies can I appoint another person to take the scriptures!"
"I want Tang Seng to die, Tang Seng must die!"
Wenshu¡¯s face appeared and disappeared next to Zuo Qingshi. That face was serious, deep and full of ridicule.
Wenshu¡¯s scolding was like a swarm of wasps, lingering in Zuo Qingshi¡¯s mind, forcing Zuo Qingshi to collapse. He lay on the ground, smashed his head on the ground, blood overflowed from his forehead, and Wenshu¡¯s voice and face disappeared.
Zuo Qingshi¡¯s palms turned into thick lion paws, and his nails turned into murderous sharp knives.
He turned into a lion. The lion's body began to grow bigger, and the yellow robe on his body burst.
Once upon a time, this yellow robe was the thing he hated the most, because when he saw the yellow robe of the King of the Wuji Kingdom, he was reminded of his own sins. It seemed that the yellow robe was always reminding him that he had occupied someone else's yellow robe, someone else's. Jiangshan, someone else's woman.
When he first arrived in the Wuji Kingdom, every night, Zuo Qingshi would take off his yellow robe, put on his cassock, kneel in the light of Wenshu Monastery, repent, pray, and put on the monk's robes, which gave Zuo Qingshi temporary peace.
However, he was caught by Manjusri, who took away his cassock and asked him to wear a yellow robe all the time.
In Wenshu Monastery, Zuo Qingshi had to huddle under his yellow robe and face sleepless nights one after another.
Now, the yellow robe is finally in pieces, completely shattered in front of his powerful lion bodyBroken, that broken sound awakened the wildness in Zuo Qingshi's blood.
Zuo Qingshi's body grew bigger and bigger, crashing through the roof of the several-foot-high hall, and the hall began to collapse.
He is like Mount Tai, standing majestically. The originally majestic palace of the Wuji Kingdom is insignificant in front of the lion.
He seemed to be back at the top of the food chain. Looking around, he saw lambs waiting to be slaughtered all around him.
Until his eyes fell on Tang Seng.
Tang Monk remained motionless in the ruins of the main hall, surrounded by dust from collapsed buildings. However, the brocade cassock on his body remained unstained.
The brocade cassock is a symbol of the identity of the Buddhist Buddhist.
"Why is he a Buddhist? He doesn't fast or abstain. I am devoted to the Buddha, but in exchange for blood and sin?"
Madness and jealousy seized him, pushing him to the edge of anger. The roaring lion faced Tang Seng, showing his sharp teeth.
Tang Monk looked at him with sympathy written all over his face.
"You really don't care about the lives of the people of Wuji Country?"
Tang Monk's words were like a sharp knife pressed against the giant lion's throat. His open mouth froze in the air.
"I heard from King Jing Long that you often go to the Liuli Well in the Royal Garden to repent. You killed a king, and you still repent. Your nature is not bad. If you and I continue to fight, if your huge body falls, it will be smashed. How many innocent people have died? If you have a Buddha in your heart, stop it!"
Zuo Qingshi laughed wildly and retracted his Dharmakaya. His body turned back into human form, buried his face on the ground, and began to cry uncontrollably.
A flash of white light suddenly appeared, and a huge figure enveloped Zuo Qingshi.
The familiar voice came again.
"What a waste! You can't even kill a Tang Monk! I would rather see you beaten to death by him than having you kneel on the ground crying due to his few words. Do you know? You Qingshi is much better than you!" "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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