Prehistoric: The supreme human race, abolishing the throne of Nuwa

Chapter 210 The Supreme Inheritance, Tang Sanzang Masters the Holy Slaughter Skill
  After Guanyin put a tight spell on Sun Wukong, she told Tang Sanzang and told a little about his past, hoping that Tang Sanzang would pay more attention to it.

Guanyin did not think that Sun Wukong was really willing to follow Tang Sanzang on his journey to the west, a person who could kill even the Golden Chanzi.

Although Tang Sanzang was puzzled, he still remembered everything in his mind. He had already weighed in his mind whether to use the tightening curse.

"Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong are traveling to the West to obtain scriptures. The journey is difficult and dangerous, so we must support each other." The sound of Guanyin Buddha is loud and long, as if it was sung from eternity and spread to this present world. It is extremely ethereal.

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands and replied respectfully: "Disciple Tang Sanzang, please keep this in mind."

Sun Wukong still didn't speak. He fiddled with the tight band on his head from time to time, feeling uncomfortable in every way.

That sense of restraint appears, as if it is rooted in the bones, and cannot be shaken off, so one can only choose to adapt.

Guanyin left.

Sun Wukong felt carefully and after confirming that Guanyin had left, he took out two Supreme Tokens.

One of them is his own, and the other is the golden one that Chu Feng asked Sun Wukong to kill Jin Chanzi, and must be given to Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang is a human race and a person in calamity. Chu Feng naturally has to provide means. If he wants to benefit from this, Tang Sanzang is the key.

Two Supreme Orders were suspended in the palm of Sun Wukong's hand. Tang Sanzang asked doubtfully: "Wukong, what is this thing?"

"Hehe." Sun Wukong scratched the long hair beside his ears and said with a smile: "Master, there is a person in your human race, named the Human Race Supreme, who created the world for the human race. This is the Supreme Order. It was given to me by the Supreme and handed over to you. This is The journey is indeed difficult. Even though I have seventy-two transformations and somersaults, I can't beat the four masters. I hope the master will accept it."

Although Tang Sanzang had doubts about the existence of Chu Feng, he had also explored it in many ancient scriptures.

Looking at the token in Sun Wukong's hand, Tang Sanzang nodded and said, "That's fine."

Tang Sanzang took the Supreme Order and held it in his hand. It looked like jade but not jade, like stone but not stone. It was warm and moist, and a vast righteousness penetrated into his body from the pores in an instant, making him feel relaxed physically and mentally.

With the help of Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang dropped his blood for refining. A drop of blood as crystal clear as blood jade fell on the Supreme Order. In an instant,
  The Supreme Order swallowed blood and turned into gold in the blood.

Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong were both submerged in it, and in the middle of the token, the words Tang Sanzang appeared.

"Swish"

The Supreme Order sank into Tang Sanzang's body.

Tang Sanzang felt something in his heart and immediately crossed his legs and closed his eyes. For a moment, Chu Feng's figure appeared in Tang Sanzang's mind.

In the golden space, Chu Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Tang Sanzang who was walking towards him in a brocade cassock with a slight smile on his face.

Before and after he stepped forward, Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said in salute: "Disciple Tang Sanzang, I have seen the Supreme Being."

"Since we are human beings, there is no need to be polite."

Chu Feng stepped forward to help her, and was extremely friendly.

After Tang Sanzang nodded slightly, Chu Feng said: "On this journey to the west, you have to kill a lot of demons and accumulate merit. There are demons and cholera in all directions, causing the people to live in dire straits."

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang looked troubled and said: "Supreme Sir, my disciple is actually a mortal. I'm afraid this matter of slaying demons and slaying demons..."

"Don't worry, I will teach you the sacred skill of slaughter. You can use it as much as you want. No one can defeat you on your way to the west." Chu Feng smiled, he stepped forward and stretched out a finger, golden light flashed, and touched Tang Sanzang's eyebrows.

In an instant, runes like a vast sea condensed from the void in all directions, turned into rivers, converged into a point, and rushed into the center of Tang Sanzang's eyebrows.

During this period, Chu Feng told Tang Sanzang some of his plans to go westward, and how he could act with Sun Wukong to deceive all parties and complete his westward journey.

After learning the Holy Massacre technique, Tang Sanzang withdrew from that special space. As he opened his eyes, his eyes shone brightly. Different from the gentleness before, Tang Sanzang at that time had a silent majesty, as if he was a god and an ancestor. His movements were full of grandeur, and he had the power to suppress the eight desolations. The magnanimity of heaven and earth.

"Disciple, let's go west to slay demons!" Tang Sanzang's voice was rich. He put on his brocade cassock, held his Zen staff in his hand, and took one step forward, as fast as flying.

Sun Wukong looked at it, put his bag on his back and chased after him, smiling and saying: "Master, how do you feel now?"

He had learned the art of slaughtering the saints, so he naturally knew how high the creation was. Now, seeing Tang Sanzang purge the mortal energy like a creation god, he only found it interesting.

"Thanks to my disciple and Supreme Master, I feel like I can now smash mountains to pieces with my bare hands. However, God is kind to us, so we should not act rashly with murderous intent on this journey." Tang Sanzang said in a solemn tone.

"What the master said is true, just listen to the master." Sun Wukong followed behind, holding weeds in his mouth.

Then Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong set off, and the Journey to the West officially began.

The two masters and apprentices climbed over mountains and traveled hundreds of miles out of the Liangjie Mountains. When they were resting in the forest, they suddenly heard the sound of tigers trampling and roaring.

Sun Wukong's ears were shrewd, and he immediately saw the three-foot-long giant tiger hiding in the dark. The tiger's claws were like mountains, thick and heavy, and its claws were as sharp as knives.

"You still dare to target my old grandson?" Sun Wukong bared his teeth and sneered, put down the steamed bun in his hand, took out the golden cudgel from his ear and was about to kill him.

"slow!"

Tang Sanzang stopped him and stepped forward to hold down Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

"Master, this evil tiger has a fierce aura, a fierce look in its eyes, and a murderous aura all over its body. It is definitely a man-eating beast. Don't stop me. I will kill him right now and make a tiger skin for myself. Pierce it!" Sun Wukong bared his teeth, as if he was going to kill the evil tiger.

Tang Sanzang took action to hold Sun Wukong down and said, "Being a master means to leave it to the master."

"Ah?" Sun Wukong was startled.

With a swish, before Sun Wukong could react, Tang Sanzang turned into a ray of golden light and disappeared at an extremely fast speed, leaving afterimages in the forest.

In an instant, Tang Sanzang leaped like a feather, stood on a branch, stared at the evil tiger, and said: "Last time, my white horse and all the innocent people were eaten by you. I have the virtue of a good life, and today I will I’ll give you a ride!”

With a bang, Tang Sanzang took action.

He swung his palm like a holy Buddha with angry eyes. The golden palm seemed to be cast into gold. It carried the power of creating the world, lingered with brilliant runes, and breathed out with terrifying energy.

When the evil tiger saw this, he was horrified.

It has eaten countless people, and has seen gods, Buddhas, immortals, etc., and has been psychic for a long time. At this moment, it feels the overwhelming murderous intention, and turns around to run away.

"Evil tiger, stop leaving!" Tang Sanzang shouted, he accelerated again, and the power around him became stronger and stronger.

In just a moment, he reached the left side of the evil tiger. With a bang, his palm hit the evil tiger hard, like the force of the waves of mountains and rivers hitting the evil tiger.

"boom"

The evil tiger roared fiercely and neighed in pain. There was a loud noise, the ground shook, and it died in a bloody mess, without any resistance.

Tang Sanzang stood there, with golden light surging all over his body, blood unstained on his clothes, ethereal and holy, revealing his power.

At this moment, all the Buddhas and people in the teachings who were paying close attention were taken aback.

At this moment, they all felt vaguely uneasy, but they didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

(End of this chapter)