Gu Zhigong added: "Xian Xianzi's tutoring is strict, don't do anything randomly!"

"Clang!"

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The door is closed.

Several old men got together immediately.

Ling Kongzi said: "What should I do now, brothers?"

Gu Zhifu said: "According to the plan, we will become Xianxian's family and go in and catch people immediately. At that time, Xianxian will cooperate with us and say that the monk is strong and we will use this as a threat. After all, the other party is a Buddhist disciple or a Tathagata disciple. Other things are not important, and innocence is the most important. As long as he is willing to submit, everything will be simple..."

The Eighteenth Duke shook his head and said, "This is not good, the speed is too fast. I'm afraid that Tang Sanzang didn't even take off his pants and couldn't catch anything. Wouldn't that be in vain?"

"It makes sense! Then let's wait? But how long will it take to wait?"

The Eighteenth Duke thought for a while and said, "Ten breaths should be enough for him to take off his clothes. He had not had time to touch Fairy Apricot."

"good!"

Everyone nodded and then silently began to count down.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened with a clang.

Everyone was stunned and looked up. Tang Sanzang walked out with his pants in his arms, shaking his head while walking, "Let's wait a long time, that... let's continue drinking tea and reciting poems?"

The old men's eyes were straight and they were shocked by the bald man's speed!

After three breaths, this guy comes out!

Looking at his expression, he seemed quite satisfied!

They stared at Tang Sanzang one by one, and then looked at the door. Fairy Xing ran out cryingly, and then didn't look at everyone. She ran outside with a loud scream.

Several old men looked at each other and saw the anger in each other's eyes. Oh, it's too fast!

They wanted to have a fairy dance, but they didn't dance yet, and they were over!

I was furious...

Several people looked at each other, walked to the corner, and discussed.

Shiba just said: "What should I do? The immortal dance hasn't started yet, it's over. Otherwise, let's do a fake show?"

What were everyone about to say when a jade pendant in Yunsou's arms shook twice.

Fu Yunsou took out a little and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai Mo, long time no see, is there anything wrong?"

"Son Fu Yun, let me tell you, big news is coming!" An excited voice came from Yu Perry.

"What news?" Fu Yunsou asked in a low voice.

The other party said: "The latest news is said to be from the Fire Mountain. Do you know the matter of obtaining the scriptures in the West? It was the one that was promoted by the Buddhist sect and wanted to pick up the plane and enter the East..."

Fu Yunsou looked at the bald man who was sitting there drinking tea and was very happy, and whispered: "I know, what's wrong?"

"The Buddhist Sect lost the Lord! Their Tang Sect was defeated! Everyone didn't know before, but now they don't know who spread it. Everyone knows it... This time, Buddhism has lost the Lord!

After so many years of layout, a fake Tang monk emerged. Now two Tang monks are going to the West to obtain scriptures. Are you funny?”

Hearing this, Fu Yunsou felt a little sad. When he looked at the bald man, he felt a bad premonition in his heart and asked quickly: "Two Tang Monks? What's the difference between these two?"

"The difference? The difference is so big! The real Tang monk is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a good person of ten generations, and he is still just an ordinary person.

But that fake Tang Monk was different. I heard that he was directly suppressing the three Bodhisattvas who did not dare to say anything. Finally, he honestly gave the money to buy life before he could leave alive. That power and that power were simply horrifying!"

Hearing this, Fu Yunsou and others felt cold in their hearts and their backs were chilling.

They all looked at Shibagong, meaning that you brought the person back, are you sure what you brought back is real?

If it is fake, everyone can prepare for their funeral!

The Eighteenth Duke hurriedly said, "This must be true. He brought Sun Wukong, Zhu Gangli and others with him. Tang Seng could pretend, this disciple is correct, right? Who doesn't know that Sun Wukong, Zhu Gangli and Sha Wujing are the Taoist protectors left by the Buddhist sect to Tang Seng? Besides, isn't the picture passed not long ago very clearly drawn? I have compared it, this is definitely true!"

Hearing this, the old men breathed a sigh of relief.

They calmed down and continued to ask, "Fellow Daoist Bai Mo, is there any other news?"

"Yes, it's also the news that has just been heard recently. It is said that the fake Tang Sanzang is extremely powerful, and he has been pushed all the way. The demons and monsters wherever they pass are either beaten to death or eaten. Even the stars in the sky and the Manjushri Bodhisattva in the West have been reincarnated by him...

Even Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, was beaten by him and called him senior, saying good things to save his life.

I told you, mainly because I remember that you seem to be on the way he will go west, so I remind you not to bump into the God of Killing.

Be careful that he splits you old tree spirits into firewood and uses them for barbecue!”

Hearing this, a few old tree spirits were like the winter was coming early, and the north wind blew, trembling...

Several people looked at the Eighteenth Duke again, and the Eighteenth Duke said firmly: "Don't worry, this is definitely true!"

Fu Yunsou trembled and asked Bai Mo with a stuttering look: "Fellow Taoist... Then... then... is there a way to distinguish between true and false Tang Monk?"

Bai Mo said, "Yes, remember, that fake Tang Monk looks harmless and deserves a bit of a beating... The real Tang Monk has a positive face and is burly and powerful like a muscular monster."

Fu Yunsou immediately asked the others: "How is the Holy Monk's figure? Do you think he deserves a beating?"

The old men have been panicked for a long time, so how could they pay attention to these things...

But thinking about the poems that bald man said, it is indeed a bit worthy of a beating.

Everyone suddenly became even more panicked...

The Eighteenth Duke said comfortingly: "This... I don't deserve a beating, it must be true, it's true..."

Ling Kongzi asked, "Is there any other way to distinguish?"

Bai Mo said, "Yes, the real Tang Monk is alone, and the fake Tang Monk is following Sun Wukong, Zhu Gangli, Liu Mahou, Sha Wujing and Bai Longma. In short, there are many people, but the only one is real... Let me tell you, this time the Buddhist sect lost his master. It took a thousand years of layout, but it turned out that a fake Tang Monk was cheaper... Hey? Are you listening? Are there anyone else?"

No matter how loud the jade sounds were, the room was silent. Several old men seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar. As they shook, their hearts were cold.

Then he looked at the Eighteen Duke in one go, and the Eighteen Duke said in a crying voice: "I don't know, this thing is fake... and this is fake, it's more real than the real..."
Chapter completed!