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Tang Seng himself did not notice this. He slowly began to understand the meaning of the system, this system is not just a task, responsible for completion. It is to make Tang monks grow up, and even Tang monks have an intuition.

The ultimate purpose of this growth is to call it Supreme.

The higher the level of authority that each world's own system upgrades, the stronger the initial strength that it gains. And from the fact that a fragment has been obtained in the system, there may even be a battle of the Lord God, so all your efforts and live broadcast are prepared for the end.

Want to understand these Tang monks feel suddenly open.

Some understand what they mean.

The well was covered with a wooden board. Draw a yellow road sign on the wooden board. This plank is a bit rough, and some moss has grown around it under the wind and rain. Tang Seng's tin rod waved gently, and the thick wooden board flew directly into the air and dropped vertically.

The officials and officials around him were stunned and talked.

"Is this a fairy?"

"Is this Master Tang, Master Tang showing mana?"

"The monk is really terrible."

"Well. I'll be lucky to see it in my lifetime. If you have a chance to step on it, you won't be alive."

Tang Seng did not speak.

Sure enough, the moment Tang Tang unveiled the plank, a middle-aged man fluttered out of the well water.

"Give Xuan Tianshi to the poor monk." Tang Seng said.

The man said, "What Xuantian Stone? Who are you? ... I finally see the sun again."

Tang Seng took out a Xuantian stone and said, "This is the stone."

"Why should I give it to you?" Said the man.

Officials around him bowed down to worship the former king.

Tang Seng said: "There are no ghosts and gods in this world. In the days of poor monks, it was already a feudal superstition. You can survive because of this black stone. Now you can safely leave this world."

The man groaned: "No! My enemies have not yet been reported!"

Tang Seng shook his head: "No revenge is needed, the poor monk has solved the green lion that looks like you."

The man's expression was uncertain, and his expression was bleak: "But I don't want to die yet. I still want my family."

"No, you are dead. Everything has come to nothing. This king will be inherited by your son. It's time you parted."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, his eyes ruddy: "I'm not willing ... I'm not willing to leave like this."

He looked hard at Monk Tang: "On parting ... I want to see my family again."

Tang Seng sighed: "Go. Tonight is when you leave."

After saying this, Tang Seng looked at the sky somewhat helplessly: "Tiandao? Take charge of life and death on earth. You can collect demons to be mounts, and you can also release demons to harm the world. You can not be responsible for you."

Now that it's gone, why care?

As night fell, everyone was waiting in the back garden with some silence.

Tang Seng looked up at the bright moon in the sky, just waiting.

Another half hour passed.

The middle-aged man came back, his eyes were a little tired and a little flushed: "I should confess ... I have confessed."

"Since it's dead, let's leave safely ..." He took a deep breath and reluctantly looked at the ministers who had accompanied him. Many ministers are no longer here.

[The moon and lights are still on this year's Eve]

[I did n’t see last year, tears filled my shirt]

Left endless loneliness ...

...

The next day, Tang Seng and others put a second celestial stone in their bags. Of the six, two have already been collected, and there are four remaining, and they can be completed.

"Master, where are we going next?" Pig Bajie asked.

Tang Seng said on a white horse, "Go to Chen Tangguan, where is the golden body?"

Sun Wukong walking in front of his eyes slightly, "Where?"

"In fact, the poor monk also knows something about Nezha. But I don't know if this world is the same as the poor monk knows. Presumably you are also familiar with this Nezha." Tang Seng stepped on a white horse.

Sun Wukong paused and looked at Tang Seng, saying, "Old Sun is playing against this Nezha. If he fights alone, this Nezhan is not a fear. But his father's tower is a bit troublesome."

Pig Bajie said: "Hey. That means you can't beat his father because there is a tower?"

Sha Seng shook his head: "Second Brother, what the master said is that it is a little troublesome, and it does not mean that you cannot win."

"Damn," Sun Wukong sneered.

Pig Bajie twitched the corner of his mouth and touched his head without saying: "Is there really no brain in the old pig?"

Tang Seng felt a little funny when he saw this scene. In fact, the pig's eight precepts were not brainless, but they were slow to respond. Many times it can come in handy.

"Master, why don't you take that green lion for food." Pig Bajie asked.

The monk coughed twice: "Problems of food. The blue lion, the poor monk did not want to eat. The poor monk wanted the whole roast turkey."

"Turkey? What?" Pig Bajie wondered.

"Turkey ... is a very delicious thing. If there is a chance, the poor monk goes to a whole turkey."

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong and asked, "Da Sheng, how long can I go to Chen Tangguan?"

Because Sun Wukong has farsighted ability, usually Sun Wukong is responsible for guiding the way. If it is not the reason for the sand monk, it can basically arrive in seconds. However, the monk is also a poor person.

This is the turn of a glorious thing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and left this psychological problem.

Tang Seng felt that it was still necessary to do some psychological counseling to solve this intractable disease for the sand monk.

Tang monks have also seen some psychological content, such as the ancestor of Psychology, Feng Te, but this school is basically exquisite introspection. It is almost the same type as the three provinces of Wuri in the old saying.

Therefore, Tang Seng deliberately or unconsciously always made sand monks adapt.

Afraid of heights?

This thing is a bit aggressive when it comes out.

A magnificent sky will be like this.

But if you think of the cause and effect, it feels pitiful. There are too many stories in it. Once something has an impact, it's hard to let go ...

"At current speed, it should be reachable before sunset." Sun Wukong said.

Tang Seng touched his belly, and was a bit hungry.

"Is it Chen Tangguan? The poor monk is coming soon."

Tang Seng remembered the old mother-in-law who said that the third Xuantian stone was in the hands of Nezha Jinshen. According to the Fengshenbang and Journey to the West, Nezha is currently born with a few years of pregnancy. When it was born, it was considered a monster.

Who has seen a baby born for a few years, and was born a sphere, and then turned into a child.

Run when you are born.

It's scary.

But if you think about it, in terms of October pregnancy, for a few years, Nie has a few years in the stomach, and it seems normal to run.

And in the original work, Nezha was offended by the third prince of the Dragon King, flesh and mother, flesh and father, and blood of the father and sperm. His body was destroyed and he was born again with lotus root.

And he is the most powerful in addition to Qiankun circle, muddy sky, and his three heads and six arms.

Thinking of this Tang monk, he shook his head: "I don't know if it is the same as the poor monk knows ..."