This power of cause and effect will leave traces once he takes action. Once perceived by the Second Saint of the West, it will be completely exposed.

He wouldn't do such a risky thing.

"Ouch! You might as well kill me!" Tang Sanzang collapsed completely and begged for death.

"What a great idea!" Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel and bravely stepped forward.

This is the first time that the master has taken the initiative to seek death. It would be inappropriate to be dissatisfied!

Tang Sanzang was immediately frightened to the point of peeing. He sat up in shock while he was dying, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Goodbye, I am just joking!"

He was just complaining, so he couldn't be so serious about it, right?

When I wanted to eat pig's trotters, I didn't see you being so active!

"Master, you have to be careful. If you are so miserable and half-dead, you might as well have a good time. Anyway, you are a person who has died dozens of times. If you don't miss this time, maybe after you are resurrected, you will be in such a miserable state.

When it’s over, you can jump around again and make waves.”

Sun Wukong persuaded him earnestly. Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment. He had to say that what this damn monkey said made sense.

Anyway, after he dies, Buddhism will find ways to resurrect him. It would not be bad if he could be reborn after dying once.

But the question is, if things are still like this after resurrection, then wouldn’t his death have been in vain?

"Don't mention this matter again. I'm willing to suffer for a while longer for my teacher's sake." Tang Sanzang shook his head, very decisively.

As a normal person, who would casually make fun of his own life?

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

What if Buddhism gives up on treating him? Then go and reason with the King of Hell?

At this moment, a spiritual light came in from outside the window and penetrated into Tang Sanzang's body. Sun Wukong and Sha Monk were thinking hard about countermeasures and did not notice it.

Tang Sanzang's face turned a little pale again, he groaned and screamed, his fat body twisted around, and he was in agony.

Qin Ran raised his head and glanced thoughtfully, "Tsk, tsk, it's quite dark."

As expected, there are no good people in Buddhism, and they are extremely evil-hearted. Tang Sanzang was so ill that he still refused to let him go. It seems that Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva was very narrow-minded. He still remembered Tang Sanzang kicking him when he was pressed at the foot of the mountain.

Okay, this is very Buddhist!

You have offended me and I want to punish you. This is not called revenge, this is called cause and effect!

"Master Qin, do you have any other options? The poor monk really can't stand it any longer." Tang Sanzang asked again with tears in his eyes.

"It's really gone. I'm not a doctor, what can I do?" Qin Ran spread his hands and said.

"But when we were in the Zhuzi Kingdom, King Zhuzi had been ill for three years and was almost dying. You have a way to cure it. This poor monk is just a minor illness." Tang Sanzang said with a weak breath.

He always felt that Qin Ran was hiding something,

Qin Ran said with a strange expression, "My prescription is just a folk remedy, and I also gave it a heavy dose of medicine. Can you withstand it?"

"But, there is a method you can try."

"Then the king drank several basins of horse urine before he recovered. Are you sure you want that?"

Since this monk doesn't believe him so much, let's try some heavy medicine. Anyway, it's not his person who's being treated.

Tang Sanzang's face fell. If he didn't play with him like this, could a person drink something like urine?
Chapter completed!