"Smelly monk, if it wasn't for Lord Dog, I am wise and martial, do you think you would still have a chance to meet such a beautiful female donor? You are a crawling fellow, and you don't know how grateful you are to Lord Dog."
"Thank you for your ass? I was saved by Xiao Chenzi, you stinky bastard, you are still so good, I was almost killed by the fuck, you are still in the mood to pick up girls here, are you still a brother? Death? dog."
The tyrant monk changed his serious expression just now, and suddenly cursed, everyone was shocked, even if he couldn't say the master, he was a little dumbfounded. The previous tyrant monk would not be like this.
"Master Dog, am I not seriously injured? If it wasn't for you, why would I be like this? You don't know how to repay your kindness. When Master Dog is healed, I will kill you, a heartless monk."
"Amitabha, from Mahle Gobi, is swearing again. Good thing, good thing."
After finishing speaking, the tyrant monk bowed gently to the master.
"This time, thanks to Senior Brother Unspeakable, the tyrant is grateful to your eighth-generation ancestors—no, no, wrong. Slip of the tongue, thanks to Brother Unspeakable for saving his life."
"You're welcome, Junior Brother Tyrant, it turns out... you are also such a genuine person."
I can't say it embarrassingly, but he knows the temperament of the tyrant monk, and it is indeed quite mellow.
"It's really sexy."
Mo Ling Dongchen was a little hard to say, and murmured in a low voice.
"By the way, what are your plans next?"
Jiang Chen asked.
"I want to go to that place, I know it has what I want."
The tyrant monk said.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
Jiang Chen nodded.
"Master dog, I'll go too."
The big yellow dog jumped down and looked back at Goddess Luo.
"My goddess, I'm going to a place with the stinky monk, don't miss me."
"Um."
Goddess Luo's red lips parted lightly and only said one word. For her who doesn't eat human fireworks, it's really not easy.
Mo Ling Dongchen and others wanted to help Jiang Chen, but they were stopped by Jiang Chen.
"You can go to Ascension World and wait for me, I will definitely go."
Jiang Chen rejected everyone, because he had a feeling that this departure should not be underestimated, and it would probably be dangerous.
"It's still a bit loyal to your dead dog."
The tyrant monk looked at the big yellow dog with a mellow smile.
Two people and one dog, set foot on the journey together.
In the east, in a dimly lit cemetery, the tyrant monk came here relying on the call and induction from the depths of his heart.
Not far away, the palaces towering into the clouds layer upon layer, straight into the clouds, full of brilliance, although I don't know how many years have passed, but the palace still hasn't collapsed.
Outside the palace, there are broken walls and ruins everywhere, and there are many stone statues. They are all Buddhist beings and hundreds of thousands of disciples.
Above the palace, there is a big bell, which is directly embedded on the glazed tiles above the palace, and there is a Buddha energy everywhere around it.
"right here!"
The tyrant monk glanced at Jiang Chen and said.
"Is this the place to call you?"
"Yes, it's here. It seems to be a Buddhist temple, but I don't know how many years have passed."
The tyrant monk stepped in one step, and the surrounding space seemed to be filled with ripples.
"Little Leiyin Temple!"
The tyrant monk silently stared at the four big characters above the Buddhist temple, as if deep in his heart, they were extremely touched.
"Little Leiyin Temple, is this the Little Leiyin Temple in the God Realm? Why do I feel so desolate and sad here."
The tyrant monk murmured.
But Jiang Chen couldn't get in. His feet couldn't step in anyway, so was the big yellow dog.
"Damn, can you still recognize people in this broken Buddhist temple? Lord Dog, I'm so handsome, there's no reason why I can't get in."
"Since we can't get in, it's fine, let's go over there for a walk."
Jiang Chen said.
"Go ahead, Lord Dog, I'm not recovering from my injuries, so I'm too lazy to move."
The big yellow dog muttered and fell asleep again.
"You should be reincarnated as a pig in your next life."
"snoring..."
As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, the dead dog snored.
In the Little Leiyin Temple, the tyrant monk saw a statue of the Great Sun Tathagata in the Mahavira Hall. Above the statue, the statue was solemn, and the futon under his feet was covered with dust.
The tyrant monk slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times in front of the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha.
In an instant, a simple scripture and a purple-gold bowl appeared in front of him.
"Beginningless golden bowl, "The Great Sun Tathagata Mantra"?"
The tyrant monk's expression changed, and it was extremely solemn. The "Great Sun Tathagata Mantra", which even the god emperors were afraid of, would appear in front of him after he had kowtowed three times. It was really unbelievable. .
This is too miraculous!
Jiang Chen shook his head, turned and walked towards a cemetery not far away. Although separated by more than ten miles, this place is completely different from other places. It is full of peacefulness. It does not seem to be a burial place, but a place to enjoy the old age.
In this cemetery, there are not many tombs, and the tombstones are not crooked. Although some are just a piece of wood inscription, they are also simple and neat, as if someone had repaired them specially.
Jiang Chen looked at the hundreds of tombstones one by one, but there were few that he could see clearly. Only the first block, which clearly reads:
Tomb of the Headless God of War Xingtian!
As for the remaining tombstones, he seemed to try his best to keep rubbing his eyes, but he couldn't see what was written on them.
"Xingtian, the ancient god of war? I seem to have heard this name before."
Jiang Chen muttered.
"Xing Tianwu is a goddess, and his fierce ambition is always there. He is the simplest and most terrifying god."
An old voice appeared behind Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen was shocked, he didn't find the other party.
"I'm the tomb keeper here."
The old man smiled and said, grinning, seeing Jiang Chen, he seemed very happy, and he didn't have any guards.
"Gravekeeper."
Jiang Chen muttered.
"Why, I can't read the words on those inscriptions."
"I can't see it either."
The tomb keeper shook his head and said he didn't know.
Jiang Chen looked at the tomb keeper with deep meaning. His strength was only at the peak of the False God level, but his appearance made Jiang Chen feel a little weird.
"You are willing to guard the tomb here, why don't you go to the God Realm?"
Jiang Chen asked. He knew that he was a man of flesh and blood, not a spirit.
"Life is a lifetime, grass and trees fall, where do you come from, where do you go back to. If you die, you have to return to the tomb of the gods, live, pursue fame and fortune, and die, and you will also fight for fame and fortune, and the realm of the gods will be a good place to go. Huh? Huh."
The tomb keeper laughed.
"You can take it seriously. Indeed, it's not about life and death, chasing fame and fortune in life, it's still the same in death, and it's still in this piece of heaven and earth, in the tomb of the gods."
Jiang Chen nodded lightly.
"So, why should I let myself go through this torment?"
The tomb keeper asked back.
"Then how many years have you been here?"
Jiang Chen asked.
The tomb keeper shook his head.
"I forgot the years too."