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Chapter 71 I am Nanmo Gatling Bodhisattva!
Because Du Fei is a black bear spirit from the mountains, he has no potential to tap at all, and it is useless to learn it.

However, Tang Sanzang is different.

He is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi!

As the second direct disciple of Tathagata Buddha, Jin Chanzi's own cultivation naturally needless to say, even if he is not a quasi-sage, he must at least have the level of the late Daluo Jinxian to the peak.

If you use the supernatural power [exercise], you can unearth the power of the sleeping Jin Chanzi's true spirit.

How strong is Tang Sanzang?
Throughout Journey to the West.

In 81 difficulties, except for Zhenyuan Daxian, who is worthy of a fight?
……

Before nightfall, Tang Seng and his party finally arrived at Gongzhou City.

The officials in the city, who had already received the news, went out of the city to greet them one after another. After exchanging pleasantries, they prepared a fast meal, and after Tang Seng and others used it, they sent them to the post station to rest.

That night.

Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged on the bed and started his evening class.

"After waiting for 6000 years, you are my Mas... Ahem, are you my host?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Tang Sanzang's ear.

"who is it?!"

Tang Seng suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in panic.

"You don't need to look for it. I am in your sea of ​​consciousness. You and I can communicate with each other with our minds without opening our mouths." The deep old man's voice sounded in Tang Seng's ear again.

Tang Seng was shocked, "Why are you in the poor monk's sea of ​​consciousness?"

"It's a long story..."

Du Fei pretended to say something deeply, and then passed the rhetoric he had made up to Tang Seng.

After a long while, Tang Seng finally understood the general idea.

"You mean that because the poor monk cleaned up the Buddhist temple on the mountain road, and that Buddhist temple is where you live, that's why you entered the poor monk's sea of ​​consciousness through karma?"

Tang Sanzang tried to clear things up.

"Not bad!"

"Then who are you?"

"I am Namo Gatling Bodhisattva!"

Tang Seng's eyes widened at once, and then he looked puzzled and said: "The poor monk has never heard of a Bodhisattva with this title in Buddhism."

Du Fei let out a long sigh, and said in a sad tone, "Unexpectedly, even today, later Buddhist sects have forgotten my name. Anyway, I will tell you my true origin."

"Please enlighten me, Bodhisattva."

Only then did Du Fei say leisurely: "In ancient times, all heroes rose together, and the Three Realms were in chaos. I was the first pair of red sticks in Buddhism at that time."

"Relying on unique magical powers, you will be invincible in the three realms!"

"Nanmo Gatling Bodhisattva, known as the Bodhisattva of Nanmo, has six pure depleted uranium bombs, [-] rotations per breath, and saves the world with great mercy!"

"However, I was plotted by the traitor, and finally fell with hatred, but before I passed away, I sealed all the inheritance and a ray of remnant soul in this [Strongest Buddha System], waiting for someone with a destiny."

"And you are the little monk who is destined to be with me."

After hearing these words, Tang Sanzang was dumbfounded.

"Don't think so much!"

Seeing this, Du Fei took the opportunity to confuse: "Sanzang, I have a method called [Physicalization], which is powerful and powerful, and it is my work of painstaking efforts. Would you like to inherit my mantle?"

"The poor monk was ordered by the king of the Tang Dynasty to go to the west to learn scriptures. He dared not delay. Forgive the young monk for not having time to practice."

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and resolutely refused.

He is not a fool.

This grandpa, who lives in his own sea of ​​consciousness and claims to be Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, seems a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

He didn't dare to rashly practice the method provided by the other party.

"Sanzang, don't underestimate my supernatural powers." Du Fei continued to flicker, "If you can practice it to a high level, you can make all living beings listen to your lectures calmly."

Hearing this, Tang Seng couldn't help being moved.

But the vigilance in his heart forced him to suppress the idea of ​​agreeing.

Tang Seng still shook his head, "The poor monk thanked the Bodhisattva."

"It's just that the little monk really doesn't have time to practice, and the teaching of Buddhism, which pays attention to convincing people with reason, is the most fundamental method of Buddhism, physical teaching... I have never heard of it."

"Oh, Sanzang, you are too young."

"Convincing people with reasoning requires that the other party is willing to listen to your reasoning. Practice me..." Du Fei persuaded with earnestness.

Tang Sanzang folded his hands and closed his eyes, "Bodhisattva need not speak."

"The poor monk has made up his mind!"

……

In an inn somewhere in Gongzhou City, Du Fei scratched his head depressingly.

Tang Seng is more vigilant than he imagined!

No matter what he said, he was actually not tempted. If he refused to practice the supernatural power called "Physicalization" for "Training", wouldn't it be useless if he worked so hard?
Rubbing his face, Du Fei felt that he could not give up easily.

But how to dispel Tang Seng's vigilance?

Du Fei rested his chin on his hand, frowned slightly, concentrated his energy, and began to seriously consider the way to break the situation.

Tang Seng is a stubborn monk.

This is well known, and it is impossible to dispel his guard or make him change his mind for a while.

Unless there is a strong dose of medicine!
Du Fei suddenly thought of a sentence, don't look back until you hit the south wall.

The meaning is also very simple. Some people will change their usual cognition and way of doing things only after suffering a big loss.

The most classic example is helping people get hit by porcelain!

As long as ordinary people are blackmailed once, I am afraid that they will never help the elderly again for the rest of their lives, and they will even tell their children, relatives and friends around them not to do such things.

This is not just a matter of being extorted money.

There is also the grievance of being unrewarded for good intentions and the anger of being wronged.

If Tang Sanzang could arrange a few similar things, maybe he could break the stubbornness in his heart.

And you have to use ruthless materials!

After making up his mind, Du Fei began to think about the right opportunity.

Soon, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

In the dark night, a majestic mountain towers under the moonlight.

On this ridge, there are jagged rocks and overgrown weeds. It is really a cold rain forest wind, gurgling streams, fragrant wild flowers blooming, dense clumps of rocks, it is a place beyond ruggedness.

This is not anywhere else, it is the Shuangcha Ridge!
It is rumored that there are three monsters on the mountain.

One is General Yin, who is a tiger spirit;

After Tang Sanzang left the Tang Dynasty, the first difficulty he experienced was this place, and the two servants who accompanied him were also buried here.

"Wild pig, is the meat ready?"

"The general is urging!"

Outside a stone cave in the ridge, several ferocious little monsters were surrounding the fire, grilling pieces of blood-stained flesh and blood.

The boar grabbed a human leg, wiped his saliva, and said:

"Wait a little longer, I didn't sprinkle salt."

The urging little demon stood aside and waited, and said casually: "What plan do you offer, you eat raw food on weekdays, get some salt during the day, and persuade the general to try cooked food?"

"It's cooked, isn't it still a monster?"

The wild boar chuckled, and sprinkled salt on himself, "This man has delicate skin and tender meat, which is best suited for roasting, but you don't know how to do it!"

"Human flesh is sour and hard, how can it be as delicious as pork?"

Suddenly, a laughter sounded.

"Who?!"

The monsters raised their heads and grabbed their weapons in a hurry.

Just saw a handsome young man standing behind him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, although I want to rectify the name of the monsters, most of the monsters in the world of Journey to the West are not fun." Du Fei sighed as he looked at the scattered bones and flesh beside the fire.

"who are you?!"

The little demons were not stupid, they immediately saw that this young man was weird.

"I'm not a human, I'm a monster." Du Fei smiled slightly, and Waludo, who was holding a boulder, emerged from behind him.

Demons: Σ(°△ °|||)︴

boom! ! !
The loud noise outside startled General Yin in the cave.

It sat up, frowned and roared, "What happened outside?"

"Come here!"

"Boar!? Gray wolf!?"

There was silence outside the cave, and no monster responded.

Just when General Yin was about to go out to find out, Du Fei walked into the cave unsteadily, and smiled at General Yin who was staring at the tiger: "You want to find them, I will take you there."

With that said, Swarudo, who was carrying a blood-stained boulder on his shoulder, came in.

General Yin: "!!!"

　Brothers, use your little hands to get rich, and order a recommendation ticket!
　　


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