Chapter 70: The Overlord

This tin staff is of great origin and can block Yi Tianxing's stick. This fact made him instantly recognize the origin. This tin staff was the one that the Buddha ordered Guanyin to sell to Emperor Taizong of Tang to Chang'an to Chang'an to Emperor Taizong of Tang.

The predecessors once said: This tin staff - "The copper inlaid with iron makes nine-rings, and the nine-section immortal vines will always keep their faces. I am tired of seeing the green bones and thinness of the mountain. I go down the mountain and bring white clouds back. Mohe's fifth ancestor travels to the sky, and Luo Bu Xunniang breaks through the earth pass. I am not stained with the red dust and I am happy to accompany the monk to the jade mountain."

In this praise, "Happy to accompany the monk to the Jade Mountain", the monk is naturally the Tang monk, which is the current Sandalwood Merit Buddha, and the Jade Mountain is naturally the Mount Sumeru.

Yi Tianxing was startled, then embarrassed, then afraid, then ecstasy.

What was shocked was that the master and his master were confused about his great supernatural powers, and what was embarrassed was that although his stick was not too ruthless, it was useless at all, and he seemed too timid. What was afraid of was that he knocked his master and his master to slap him, which was very disrespectful. What would he do if the master used some secret skills of the Buddha to deal with him?

As for ecstasy, it is... hahahaha, my master is so awesome. It turns out that my master is even more awesome. Ye Xiang will always be awesome in the future, and the bird son is also quite awesome. No matter whether he is awesome or not... after returning to the world, will he still dare to challenge the Pure Land?

After thinking about it, Yi Tianxing coughed twice, pretending to be confused and confused about what happened just now: "Master, I just saw a fly on your head, so I was anxious."

"Oh, so that's it." The Sandalwood Merit Buddha said with a smile: "It must be a big black fly."

Yi Tianxing laughed and said, "Yes." He made a gesture of a big watermelon, grinning and exuding white teeth, saying, "It must be so big."

Both grandparents and grandsons knew the truth and were too lazy to tell it. The so-called "Hello, I, I, and everyone". Anyway, life and death are already difficult for people of their level to stir up emotions.

After a moment of pause, Yi Tianxing asked with a small meaning: "Master, after returning to the world, you will use your great power to control the master, so he will naturally not kill people. At that time, we will live happily in the world. Of course, if you have the people in your heart, you can go out with Ye Xiang every day and look for a lady or something."

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha suddenly fell into silence and said embarrassedly: "This... to be honest... I discovered it many years ago. In fact, I... can't control him at all."

Yi Tianxing waved his hand and said arrogantly: "He is disobedient, so you should use a tin staff to hammer him and curse him with the words of concentration! You are so cute, you can't control him anymore!"

He said viciously, completely forgetting the object he was talking about. It was his master, Old Hou.

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha frowned and sighed like a child: "That hoop has been untied long ago."

Yi Tianxing's eyebrows also frowned, and he didn't say anything, but he thought to himself, could the black gold bracelet on the wrist of his ancestor... was she put it on?

Many years ago, when Yi Tianxing first entered the hut, he saw an old monkey wearing a black gold bracelet on his furry wrist under the ancient yellow cassock. The boy at that time was still full of suspicion, thinking that the monkey was a little stupid, after a thousand years, he was actually wrapped around his body by someone else.

At that time, I thought it was Monk Tang.

I only found out that there is someone else today.

"No matter what, I found that this stick would not hurt you, so you don't have to worry that the monkey would turn against the sky." Yi Tianxing gave a bad idea expressionlessly, and still wanted to persuade the Sandalwood Merit Buddha to leave this place where the birds do not poop.

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha raised his head and looked at him with infinite gentleness. After a while of silence, Heshi replied softly: "But... I can't fight."

"No?" Yi Tianxing widened his eyes, "Is it no. Or not to hit him?"

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha said aggrievedly: "One of the time, I won't fight, and two of the time, I won't fight." The first one would not talk about the problem of ability, without this skill, and the second one would not talk about the issue of will and would not consider using violence to solve the problem.

"Forget it, forgot." Yi Tianxing sighed and pulled out the iron stick from behind his butt. He had no choice but to beat the pedantic and terrifying master who was helpless.

He beat the Buddha with sticks. The Buddha was innocent and sat under the tree.

The tin staff was not ordered by anyone, and it rose up automatically, wandering around the Sandalwood Merit Buddha for protection.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang.

The sound of collision kept ringing, crisp and sounding ruthless, but the fruit trees beside them were so distressed that they were so ruthless.

The branches are still mud flying.

In the sky, I don’t know if the Golden Stick is the guy who knows that the Tin Stick is his real master. He always seems gentle and fierce, and he is not strong enough to fight. He always shrinks timidly after fighting. Yi Tianxing squinted his eyes below and cursed in secret: “What are you playing with lovers’ touching?”

He couldn't do it either, so he had to let the golden stick and the tin stick play games. Listening to the sound of the sticks in the air, a ridiculous thought came to his mind for no reason: "So it's Dangdang?"

"What is...dangdangdang?"

He did not cover his sea of ​​consciousness, so his spiritual consciousness was clearly heard by the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, who asked curiously.

Yi Tianxing laughed wildly and replied: "Dangdang is... Oh, Liyou..." As soon as the word "oil" was released, it landed on the ground and sounded.

The sound is the sound of the fist wind!

Yi Tianxing punched hundreds of fierce punches and mercilessly hit the face of Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!..." The Sandalwood Merit Buddha shouted repeatedly, sitting on the ground, being hammered by Yi Tianxing, like a pine tree in Huangshan, although he was worshipped from all directions, he did not fall.

Yi Tianxing was angry and said viciously: "Do you go or not? If you don't leave, I will continue to fight."

The Buddha of Sandalwood's merits and virtues suffered: "Namo I Buddha, if you don't go, you won't go."

So Yi Tianxing continued to fight.

So the Sandalwood Merit Buddha continued to have a miserable reputation.

Yi Tianxing originally thought of wrapping the tin staff with a golden stick and then taking the opportunity to knock the master unconscious, so that everything would be fine. Unexpectedly, although the master adhered to the principle of non-violence, he was beaten and did not fight back, but his ability to resist the attack was too strong. After being beaten so many heavy punches, he had not fainted.

Yi Tianxing knew his divine power. If he was in the world, if he had been in such a storm, thousands of punches would pass by, and Godzilla would probably be smashed into rare dumpling stuffing... But this hateful master was just not dizzy.

Looking at the face of the master who was blue and purple, and blood oozing out from time to time, Yi Tianxing felt so cold in his heart, so he naturally calmed down.

If you really make your master look good and bad, how can you explain it to many people in the family?

At this moment, he glanced at something green under his feet from the corner of his eyes, and his heart moved and couldn't help but cheer.

The green thing was the green Mickey schoolbag that I had previously fed my master to drink water.

It is also the powerful bag that can collect dead objects, live objects and everything.

Yi Tianxing withdrew his fists, his stick, and gasped for a few breaths.

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha finally stopped covering his face and flew back to his side with a shiny tin staff. He inserted it deeply into the ground. He looked at Yi Tianxing and asked with concern: "Boy? Are you tired of fighting?"

Yi Tianxing successfully suppressed the urge to vomit blood, smiled all over his face, picked up Mickey's small schoolbag from the ground, opened the mouth of the schoolbag, recited two mantras, and then slowly walked towards the Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

When the Sandalwood Merit Buddha saw the small hole in the small schoolbag, he couldn't see clearly in his faint inner space. He immediately knew what this bold and arbitrary disciple wanted to do, and he couldn't help but stammered and said, "It's not good to use it."

Yi Tianxing smiled trepidly and forced himself to the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, looking extremely lustful.

After tightening the mouth of the schoolbag hard, Yi Tianxing finally felt relieved, patted the small schoolbag with pride, and said, "Master, there are a lot of food I brought from the world, and some novels and magazines. If you have nothing to do in it, just take a look. If there is no light inside, remember to take a small, good-looking thing with a button on it, which is called a flashlight. The light will turn on as soon as the button is pressed."

After all, Buddha was a Buddha, and Yi Tianxing took it into his small schoolbag. However, he still couldn't hold back the Buddha's consciousness and overflowed.

The spiritual consciousness of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha said in great pain: "Even if you catch me, I still dare not let him go, so why should I?"

Yi Tianxing shrugged his shoulders and said, "I took you to Guiyuan Temple. As for how to make you proud, it's not my business, it's my business." He suddenly thought of Yichun's most important thing, and was shocked and said quickly: "Master, you must not touch some things inside."

His eyes rolled and said, "As soon as he touched, the people of the world would be in trouble."

The Sandalwood Merit Buddha in the schoolbag was shocked and said, "Then I won't touch it, I won't touch anything... It's just a pity that there are no scriptures in this bag, Namo...ah!"

Yi Tianxing heard a scream from his little schoolbag and said in horror: "What's wrong? Is it exploded?"

“There are…and…and there are…and there are rats!”

Yi Tianxing burst into laughter, thinking that he had caught the silver-haired mouse in his schoolbag at that time, but he didn't expect that he would scare his master today.

After cleaning everything, Yi Tianxing was about to set off again, and he stood quietly under the fruit woods.

The root of this forest is the fruit core crushed by the Fighting War Buddha.

And it was that fruit core that triggered something and also triggered the biggest crisis in the history of Buddha Land, causing countless murders and grievances.

He sighed, and the sky fire squirted out of the palm of his hand, and in a moment, burned the fruit trees into several wisps of light smoke.

The master has taken care of this forest for five hundred years, and I wonder if he has any feelings.

But when the two of them left the world that Buddha finally opened up, even if this fruit forest could still survive tenaciously in such a harsh place... it would be a bit lonely.

Loneliness is scary, isn’t it?

Countless kilometers away from Mount Sumeru, a distant place is located, with Buddha's light shining, strange fragrance everywhere, colorful birds fly in the sky, yellow cranes live in trees, flowing water slides down from the mountain, flowing into the lake with ten thousand miles, splashing a little broken jade.

There is a black stone by the lake. The clear light that has been flowing on the surface of the black stone for five hundred years has gradually dispersed.

A monk was wearing a cassock and looking at the black stone, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only see his back.

Wuneng kneeled behind the monk.

The monk did not turn around and asked lightly: "Emister of the Altar, I allow you to stay on the top of Mount Sumeru and look at this stone. Why is that?"

"It is to fulfill the filial piety of the children and leave a thought for Mount Sumeru."

"Your master is imprisoned in a stone. If you release someone into a stone, is this filial piety or unfilial?"

"Filial piety or unfiliality cares about one's thoughts." Wuneng was stubborn.

"Have you ever been to Blackstone?"

"Yes." Wuneng knew that since he was facing this character, it was unnecessary to conceal it.

"Oh, why can't I get in? What exactly did the Buddha leave in it?"

The monk's back seemed very small under the sky, but it also seemed out of place with the heaven and earth. His thin shoulders were like swords, trying to penetrate the heaven and earth.

His shoulders moved slightly, as if he asked questions to the sky.

Wuneng knocked two heads, with long eyelashes rarely placed, and peach blossom eyes rarely quieted: "That's because I'm smart."

The monk's back was a little lonely. For some reason, he could feel that he was smiling.

A smile filled the air, making the Buddha's light stronger and the strange fragrance stronger. The colorful birds were clear and joyful, the yellow cranes sang happily, the flowing water became smoother, and the vast lakes were lightly revitalized.

For some reason, the black stone rose out of thin air and slowly sank into the lake.

The monk turned around, and every eyebrows on his face emitted the most pure light, and every pore was filled with the light of compassionate Buddha, and he could not see the face at all.

After the conversation, the lake stone originally under the black stone turned into powder, and then quickly turned into light smoke, and eventually turned into nothingness. The monk's supernatural powers still could go against the world, but he could not open the black stone, leaving only a helpless word.
Chapter completed!