"Saint monk, you were two disciples of my previous life, named Jin Chanzi. Because you did not listen to the teachings and despise my great teachings, you demoted your true spirit and reincarnated in the East Land. Now you like to take refuge, hold on to me, and take advantage of my teachings to take away the true scriptures. On the way, you have made great achievements in refining demons and subduing monsters. You have promoted the great position to the right result. You have defeated the Buddha in order to fight."

Tang Luo: "????"

Sun Wukong: "???"

There seems to be something wrong, but there seems to be nothing wrong.

"Dream?"

The stagnant thinking began to re-operate, and Tang Luo's eyelids were extremely heavy, so heavy that they could not be opened.

The moment I woke up, there was no place on my body that didn’t feel severe pain.

It was as if it was thrown into a mixer and stirred thousands or eight hundred times.

The disintegrating consciousness gradually returns in pain like a condensed cumulon cloud.

Tang Luo, male, typical earth traveler.

A time traveler - Xuanzang.

It is not the Xuanzang in history, but the Tang monk in Journey to the West, and the Tang Xuanzang who "I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East."

At the beginning of time travel, Tang Luo became a ball.

Who is Tang Seng? Jin Chanzi was the disciple of Tathagata in his previous life.

Such a time traveler, I would not be slapped to death by the other party as something like an extraterritorial demon, right?

If possible, Tang Luo hopes to return to secular life.

Unfortunately, the development of things is not subject to human beings, or at least it will not be subject to Tang Luo's will.

He eventually embarked on the path of seeking scriptures in the West.

And then...and then it succeeds!

In the Great Leiyin Temple, Tathagata said very kindly that Tang Luo was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, and there was no problem.

OK, since Tathagata said so.

Tang Luo also accepted it.

After all, the arms cannot twist the thighs.

From one perspective, others have the ability to kill you directly, so why bother with you?

Of course, you can't give up halfway through studying and practicing hard all the way.

Tang Luo never wins in his life!

On the way west, I shouted "Wukong saves me", but I didn't even have more than eighty times.

Then... nothing happened.

Tang Luo's memory was stopped in a retreat.

Without any warning, the eyes became dark and a sudden blow.

He only had time to do one thing and fell into a coma.

Now that I wake up, I know nothing about what the situation is now.

There are only two points to be sure.

1. He was seriously injured, very severe, and was more serious than any injury on the westbound road.

2. He was buried alive.

"Wukong saves me" can't be called, so I can only save myself and dig it out!

It's right that it was buried alive, but the soil around it was not very solid, and it was even a little soft.

After all, he is a man who has practiced.

No matter how severe the injury is, there are still three nails.

At dawn, the darkest moment.

Lightning and thunder in the sky, and violent storms intertwined.

Under the muddy ground, a hand suddenly stretched out.

His five fingers opened and pointed at the sky. When a lightning flashed by, the hand reflected was pale, as if something terrible monster was about to emerge.

Immediately afterwards.

A bald head emerged from the earth!

"Pooh!"

Tang Luo, who had successfully "digged out", tried hard to spit out all the soil in his mouth and nose.

A heavy rain hit the body.

It feels a bit clean - even though the rain is not too clean.

The robe on her body was torn and could no longer be covered. She was washed by the rain and stuck to her body, and was pulled down by Tang Luo.

There are only a pair of pants left.

He raised his head and opened his mouth, took a mouthful of rain, and Tang Luo rinsed twice, slightly removing the smell of earth in his mouth.

After wiping his face, he walked under the big tree not far away without caring about the common sense warning of not sheltering from the big tree in thunderstorms.

The surrounding area is black and black, and it can be seen that it is in an unknown wilderness.

Apart from a pair of torn pants, the only thing on her body is a small jade lotus hanging around her neck.

Not a blooming shape.

Instead, it is closed, between the buds and blooming.

String it with a red thread.

Tang Luo pulled off the jade lotus and put it in his palm. After a while, the jade lotus emitted an extremely faint and warm light.

However, it lasted for less than half a second and disappeared.

Quite not lasting.

"It's exhausted." Tang Luo whispered.

This thing is called the merit jade lotus, which is a magic weapon given to Tang Luo by Guanyin.

It can condense the power of merit and has many wonderful uses.

What is the so-called power of merit? It has always been a very mysterious concept.

What kind of incense and the power of human beings are somewhat similar, but not exactly the same.

To put it simply and bluntly.

Doing good deeds will bring together the power of merit and can be used to heal and save people.

On the way west, Tang Luo accumulated a lot of merits.

However, the merit power in the merit Jade Lotus is now zero.

The accumulation over the years has been consumed, and it has returned to before liberation.

Tang Luo was not surprised by this result.

The place before his retreat was not here, this was another place that Tang Luo was completely unfamiliar with.

Whether it is the great changes in the world or the transfer of space.

It all proves how severe he suffered.

If it weren't for using the merit jade lotus at the last moment and consuming the merit power accumulated over the years to protect the body, it would definitely not be as simple as serious injury at this time.

"Is anyone?"

After the examination, he cleared his throat and Tang Luo shouted.

"Is anyone here?"

"I have obtained the sutra, I have shed blood for the great teachings, and made merits. I want to see the Tathagata! I want to see the Tathagata!"

This is a typical remark that is frivolous to the great sect.

Every time Tang Luo said this in Lingshan, one or two bald heads would emerge from the crowd and stare at him seriously.

That was the precept monk - the precept monk who had no choice but to Tang Luo.

Sorry, Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of Tathagata, appeared in the battle and defeated Buddha, so that he could do whatever he wanted.

This time, what appeared was not the precept monk who looked at people and could only be killed, but a few men wearing uniforms, who seemed to be rescuers and disaster relief personnel.

They rushed to press Tang Luo onto the stretcher.

Tang Luo did not resist during the whole process because he was shocked.

Just as shocked as when I traveled through time.
To be continued...