Although Tang Sanzang was a holy monk, he was still an ordinary person after all. He had three urgent needs and the place where the five grains of reincarnation were also his own helplessness.

After all, people are human beings, and they are not immortals who can eat the wind and drink dew and do not eat the fireworks of the world. There is no need to have such troubles.

If Ao Yu was not here, Tang Sanzang would not have high requirements for the place where the grains of reincarnation were reincarnation. However, now out of respect, Tang Sanzang had to get away a little further away.

“This is… not bad…”

Tang Sanzang came to a dead tree and stood and glanced. Under the hazy starlight, Tang Sanzang could clearly see that the dead tree was sprouting new buds, as if he wanted to take advantage of this spring to regain vitality.

"Amitabha, meeting is fate, so let me help you."

After chanting the Buddha's name softly, Tang Sanzang raised his head slightly and began to relieve his hands.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In a state of complete relaxation, Tang Sanzang, who had no attitude of a saint monk, didn't know that behind him, several bald heads were quietly touching him.

"It's him!"

Monk Guangmou recognized this monk who was unparalleled in the monk group, both temperament and appearance.

Even though Guangmou only saw the faint moonlight at this moment, he recognized Tang Sanzang as soon as possible.

“Good opportunity…”

Monk Guangmou's eyes immediately lit up, he held the wooden stick in his hand tightly, gestured to the two monks beside him, and then bent his waist and quietly touched Tang Sanzang.

Five meters...

Three meters...

One meter...

Even though Monk Guangmou had a lot of experience in these things, his palms could not help but feel a little sweat.

Nearer!

Monk Guangmou suddenly bounced up and rushed towards Tang Sanzang like a lion. The wooden stick in his hand rolled up and whistled the wind and knocked at Tang Sanzang's round and pure head.

"It's done!"

Just as Monk Guangmou was about to knock and was secretly happy, the back of the simple white monk robe in front of him suddenly disappeared.

For a moment, the expected object disappeared, causing the monk Guangmou who had broken his strength to stagger and almost fell down.

"Plop..."

When Monk Guangmou stood up again, he found that all the strong monks who were staying there were unconscious on the ground, while the thin Tang Sanzang seemed to pass by, standing in the place with a fluttering robe, staring at him with a plain face.

Monk Guangmou, who felt something was wrong, subconsciously swallowed his saliva and instinctively took a step back.

"Amitabha, good, so good, why did this monk hold a stick and touch my monk's back? What did he mean?" Tang Sanzang's expression was extremely dull, so dull that it was a little scary.

"No...nothing..." Monk Guangmou instinctively hid the wooden stick in his hand behind him, pulled out a smile with difficulty, and said stutteringly.

"I passed by without intention... I was so disturbed... As for this wooden stick, I don't know when it was stuffed into my hands, accident, accident..."

As he was talking, Monk Guangmou quietly retreated and planned to evacuate first.

I was impulsive, really impulsive.

Unexpectedly, Tang Sanzang was weak on the surface, but in fact he had some real skills. If he failed to attack like this, he would have to trap himself in.

However, before the steps of Monk Guangmou retreating fell, Tang Sanzang, who was like a white lotus that was independent of the world under the moonlight, moved his footsteps and suddenly appeared in front of Monk Guangmou in the next moment.

"Amitabha, I have never seen such a shameless person..." Tang Sanzang's plain tone was extremely scary in the ears of Monk Guangmou. His uncontrollable fear instantly occupied his heart.

"Saint Monk, please spare me..." Immediately, Monk Guangmou knelt on the ground without waiting for Tang Sanzang to take action, begging for mercy.

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate and cannot kill animals. How can I spare your life?" Tang Sanzang took a slight step, avoided the kneeling of monk Guangmou, and asked softly.

"Besides, when you attack me behind my back, why don't you give me a chance to beg for mercy?"

"The holy monk is clear-minded. The little monk has no intention of killing. The reason why he holds a stick is that he just wants to knock the holy monk out of fainting and helps Jinchi to get the brocade robes. He will never dare to hurt the life of the holy monk, and he will not dare..." Monk Guangmou begged for mercy and explained repeatedly.

Tang Sanzang pondered for a while, glanced down Monk Guangmou's knees, and said softly. "Get up."

"Yes, the holy monk." Monk Guangmou shouldn't have objected, so he quickly stood up and smiled apologized.

"Looking down, you dare to say that you don't dare to kill?" Tang Sanzang pointed to the flowers and plants that the monk Guangmou had just knelt down and said angrily.

"Mencius sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants. You shameless person, in order to survive, sacrifice the lives of many flowers and plants to survive, and truly will not allow you to live!"???

Monk Guangmou immediately looked at Tang Sanzang's feet.

However, when you look closely, you will find that there is a stone under Tang Sanzang's feet, not even a single grass.

The next moment, Monk Guangmou became aware of it and no longer cared about it.

"It's really a scum of Buddhism..." Tang Sanzang sighed, his hands folded, and he felt helpless. "Amitabha, how good it is."

However, before Tang Sanzang could feel that the world was not as old as before, a series of collisions of weapons sounded, but at some point a monk holding guns and knives surrounded him.

"Senior Brother Guangmou!" Monk Guangzhi, who led many monks to hurry up to hear the begging for mercy, looked at Monk Guangmou who was lying softly at Tang Sanzang's feet and immediately shouted.

"Okay, Tang Sanzang, you didn't even stole the brocade robes hosted by Jin Chi, and you dared to hurt people's lives!"???

Tang Sanzang looked at the many monks with murderous auras and pointed their swords at him. Who wants to hurt people's lives?

And... I stole Elder Jinchi's secret robes?

After his thoughts changed, Tang Sanzang quickly reacted. "All things in the world are greed, only greed is the original sin! Unexpectedly, I don't expect that I will avoid you specifically, and you will eventually choose the same path. Is this destiny of heaven or nature?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Tang Sanzang..." Monk Guangzhi looked at Tang Sanzang who was surrounded by groups, and he was sure, and was not afraid of him escaping, so he shouted sternly.

"Super the Jinlan Qibao cassock and follow us to the Guanyin Zen Temple to wait for the presidency to send a speech. Otherwise, don't blame us for being blind and killing your life."

"Oh..." Tang Sanzang sighed slightly, without any fear or anger, and just glanced around with mercy.

"Sentient beings are ignorant, and all sentient beings are suffering, either."
Chapter completed!