Chapter 300: How can he break more?

Datang, Qingxi Town.
"Master, I am suffering!" Xuanzang held the legs of the big day and burst into tears.
Doesn't it mean that the monks are in love with each other?
Doesn't it mean that the monk is compassionate?
Doesn't it mean that the monk is helping others?
Why did he come to him all the way, and he was smashed by a dozen waves of monks.
There is even an old monk who sneaked his ass.
"Master, can you give me some real skills?" Xuanzang saw the big brows wrinkled, thinking that he was thinking about whether he taught his true skills of Mahayana Buddhism, and immediately increased the offensive, crying even more miserable.
Although the monks are jealous of him, they are only skin traumas, that is, the identity of his Mahayana Buddhism disciples.
In Xuanzang, the Mahayana Buddhism should be a trick of exorcism.
He does not expect to learn a trick, he can learn half a stroke.
It is up to three hundred children's songs. The next time you exorcise, you may not be guaranteed.
As the day came, I didn’t hear Xuan Zang’s remarks. The fingers of the right hand kept counting.
As the movements on the hands get faster and faster, it seems that there are some mysterious secrets flowing over them, and the brows of the big day are getting more and more wrinkled.
The sky is changing!
The big day is like a dignified heart, and deep unwillingness.
In the calculations of the Great Day, Mahayana Buddhism will usher in its heyday, and with its help of Buddhism, it may even be a true Buddha.
Now the Mahayana Buddhism's air transport has been erratic, and in the future, he can't figure out a clue.
Hey! Hey!
At this moment, the two streams of light flowed straight from the sky and fell into the hands of Xuanzang and Daejeon.
"Black Wind Mountain Demon King, Black Wind Monster will participate in the Changan City Treasure Fair."
"Baigushan Demon King, Bai Bingjing will participate in the Changan City Treasure Fair."
"The Nanhai Guanyin Bodhisattva will participate in the Changan City Treasures Fair."
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"Master, let's go to Chang'an City." Looking at the update message on the smart laptop, Xuanzang looked excited.
The great compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva will also go to the treasure trade fair in Chang'an City.
Then, he can not see Guanyin Bodhisattva with his own eyes.
That is the real Bodhisattva, the Purdue beings.
"If you come to the big day, do you have time to participate in the Treasures Fair in Wanjielou?" Seven rounds and eight wipes, finally found the intelligent robots of the big day, and asked the year before the Buddha.
"I am compassionate!" The big day came to the face of bitterness, holding the smart laptop of Wanjielou, and unexpectedly couldn't speculate about any information about Wanjielou.
This result, how to not surprise him.
Buddhism is best at causality, so the great day is like a of magic, and the realm of the same world is invincible.
Even if the Taiqing saint is estimated, this kind of already sanctified existence, he can also speculate one or two, although he will be perceived by the other side, and then he will be spit with two pounds of blood.
But now I can't even speculate about any information about Wanjielou.
The sacred world is already the strongest. Is there more than the existence of saints?
"Wanjielou invites, the barren is set to go." The big day is slow, this is an opportunity to explore the strength of the Wanjie Building, he must go in person.
"Thank you for coming to the big day."
The intelligent robot casts a purple-gold invitation, falls into the hands of the big day, and then flies into the sky.
"Master, are you coming in the big day?" Xuanzang has been shocked to say nothing, can't the Buddha not eat meat?
Why, as the leader of Mahayana Buddhism, his master, licking chicken legs every day, and not giving him food.
"Well, Xuanzang, let's go and see." The big day flew to Chang'an City with great enthusiasm.
Because it is inferred that the Wanjielou will affect the prosperity of Mahayana Buddhism, there is a murder in the big day.
But when he raised a murder, the big day came to feel a death crisis in front of himself.
There is no life.
Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing Palace.
The Westward Journey to the World of Devils, any powerful fairy demon Buddha, knows the Taoist Taoism of the Taiqing saints, just in the Kunlun Mountains.
Countless cultivators have been visited, but unfortunately no one has ever found the Taiqing Palace.
The intelligent robot that Zhou Yang released can of course not.
Because the Taiqing Palace, in an enchantment or a small space, is a naturally formed space, and was discovered by the Taiqing sage.
Intelligent robots are the product of the technological world and naturally follow physical rules.
He has no ability to penetrate the space barrier.
Hey!
A streamer unimpeded into the Taiqing Palace in the enchantment, the stream is just a pause, then enter the main hall of the Taiqing Palace, the rate palace.
In front of a large fire, an old man wearing a robe and a white beard, in front of a huge copper furnace, quickly licking the law, from time to time put a tens of thousands of years of medicine into the copper furnace.
It’s just different from the usual one. The two burning boys on the side can see that their ancestors are somewhat awkward.
But these two burning boys are even more afraid to slack off.
If the two of them were negligent, the medicinal materials were abolished, and they could not afford to lose their two suede cramps.
boom!
A burst of black smoke emerged from the copper furnace.
The fryer is gone!
"The ancestors were forgiving! The ancestors were forgiving! The ancestors were forgiving!······" The two burning boys were scared to be overwhelmed and trembled on the ground.
"Let's go on."
The Taiqing sage sighed softly, and the reason why the medicinal medicine was just fried was because he was shocked.
I don't know when, there is something in front of him called a smart laptop.
When he saw the first sight, he already knew how to operate.
Is the change of the heavens in these days related to the Wanjie Building?
The Taiqing Saints asked the smart laptop to open and browse the information above.
"The Mahayana Buddhism leader, if you come to Buddha, will participate in the Changan City Treasures Fair."
"The spiritual master of the Lingzu will participate in the Changan City Treasures Fair."
"The demon big demon, the demon king, will participate in the Changan City Treasure Fair."
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The Taiqing saints browsed the above-mentioned pieces of information that kept updating, and these characters did not make him have too much mood fluctuations.
Unlike the big day, the Taiqing saints who have been sealed for thousands of years have no value in the eyes of the treasures of others, such as air transport and merit.
In the psychology of the Taiqing saints, only one goal is detached.
Although Feng Sheng is already the most powerful in the world ~EbookFREE.me~ but still can not leave this world.
The most important thing is that he is too boring!
Every day except for alchemy, he already does not know what to do.
In his current realm, bitterness has no effect on him.
Everything needs to be based on chance.
He has been waiting for thousands of years, but there has been no change in the realm.
However, at the moment he knew the Wanjielou, he could not speculate on any information about Wanjielou, but he could figure out his own chance.
The appearance of Wanjielou turned out to be his chance, the opportunity to detach.
The Taiqing saint stood up and directly took the entire Taiqing Palace into his sleeve.
Isn't it a treasure transaction?
I bring all the treasures.
Wuzhishan, in the cave.
The king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, gently combed the bare hair on his head, and his big eyes were staring at the smart laptop in front of him.
"How is it broken?"
The king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, screamed in a smart notebook and shouted.
I found that the smart laptop was not damaged in the slightest, and I was relieved, but fortunately my own seal was sealed.
boom! boom! boom!
After discovering that there was no smashing, the king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, waved his fist to the smart laptop again.
How can he break more?
"Black bear fine, rewarding Mu Yunchen for a hundred-hundred years of tiger whip, the author is more tonic, energetic, and want to add more!"
The king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, looked at the reward items that appeared suddenly above, and touched his own armpits. After a long time, "it is better to reward the cheats."
"The king of the demon king, Sun Wukong, rewards Mu Yunchen, the demon of the demon, and the law of the devil, plus the more, or the grandson out of the Wuzhishan, will kill you."
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