And now Tang Sanzang seems to understand very well that if he can't deal with Tathagata, he can only sacrifice Sha Monk to perform this painful trick.

Heavenly Court's roller-shutter generals can only endure such beatings in vain. Only in this way can they be truly saved.

Because Tang Sanzang was his nominal master, if he disrespected his master, it would only mean being cast aside by everyone.

This is called a transfer problem, also called a transfer contradiction.

Tang Sanzang had a long dream. In the dream, he was the golden cicada, a natural beast. Every time he argued with Tathagata and became red-faced, he would be knocked out of the realm by him.

It seems that this kind of thing has happened nine times. When I recovered my cultivation before, my memory flashed by, and it didn't seem to leave any excessive impression.

Every time I go to seek Buddhist scriptures, I bump into the Liusha River and watch helplessly as this man eats me.

Then the soul wandered, returned to the Western religion, and was reincarnated again. What did I do at this time? What did I do in the past five hundred years?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Tathagata, my relationship with you as master and disciple has ended! With the rise of Western religion, what's the use to me? I just want to make the world safe and sound.

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Tang Sanzang shed a tear in his dream. He was obviously a natural beast, the golden cicada. If he hadn't worshiped that damn Tathagata, that damn Taoist Taoist priest Duobao as his teacher, he wouldn't have ended up like this!

I am also of the bloodline of ancient ferocious beasts. If I can practice with concentration, I can achieve results. Why should I be educated by the West and become a disciple of the Tathagata?

Regret and anger filled Tang Sanzang's heart. At this time, bursts of cold sweat broke out in his body. Sun Wukong and Chang Long were also a little surprised when they saw this situation.

"If I had known that Tang Sanzang had such strength, I wouldn't have followed him on his journey to the West!"

Sun Wukong sighed blankly. Although he knew that this guy had temporarily regained his strength, judging from his terrifying heels, he probably didn't need him.

On the other side, Sand Monk has not yet woken up, and the injuries on his body are not likely to recover for a while without any natural or earthly treasures.

However, after Sha Seng screamed, he slowly woke up. Looking at the wounds on his body, he felt that his master was too cruel.

"Tang Sanzang, you are fighting to death! You must be suspected of avenging private revenge!"

Sha Seng grimaced in pain, but Tang Sanzang still didn't wake up at this time. If he woke up, he might be able to beat him violently in the name of acting.

Sun Wukong scanned the surrounding area with his fiery eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no gods came here.

Do you really think that these people are irreplaceable? If you anger those people from the Western Sect, they will simply pull out their souls and marrow, which will easily change their shape.
Chapter completed!