Tang San''s burial figure was taller than ordinary people. His face was pale, but it was like the moonlight. He was particularly beautiful and thin. He even had a bookish spirit that was rare in Xuanzang. He was like a Confucian monk, half gentle and elegant, and half non vulgar.


    Such a gentle monk, the magician saw many dangerous things from his eyes.


    In contrast, the blank in Xuanzang''s eyes today is like a body pulled away from the clean, decayed and weightless. On the contrary, it has a heavy weight in the eyes of the three tombs of the Tang Dynasty. On the one hand, it is a crazy magic that wants to burn the world out. On the other hand, under that magic, it seems that there is a fuel to support the combustion of the magic.


    That is the sincere and purest love.


    Wukong became aware of Xuanzang''s two minds. He said calmly, "it is time for the medicine fork to be king, that is, among the countless hundreds of trillion people, shengmiaoga said: worry is caused by love, and fear is caused by love; if you are away from the lover, there is no worry or fear..." on the surface, the three tombs of Tang Dynasty are even more dusty than Xuanzang, as if he was not a human being on earth.


    As if from the nine days above, falling clouds, detached from all secular.


    However, this power beyond all the secular world seems to come from the pain caused by all the secular things in his heart. He is divorced from the secular world because of the pain, true because of the pain, exists because of the pain, and then becomes crazy as a devil. That is two hearts!


    The single palm of the Three Burials standing on the chest is thin and clean, but there is a trace of Abe''s Qingming and dirty blood, as well as all kinds of hostility of the 800 type gods and demons, the evil soul of the type gods, or their essence as demons, are wrapped around the three hiding bodies, and they don''t cry all the time.


    In the wailing of ghosts, the monk became more and more dusty, but he also became more and more strange.


    Zhuang bifan was sweating cold and said in a trembling voice, "what should I do? Abe died with almost no power to fight back!"


    The magician calmed down and said, "there''s something wrong. You can''t kill Qi Tian Da Sheng. Killing a Tang San funeral is also back! I don''t believe it. He can be more terrible than the monkey king!"


    Tang San''s funeral said with a smile: "Before the ninth reincarnation, I was a golden cicada. I didn''t listen to what I said and argued against the Dharma. It was arrogance. Although the ninth reincarnation had the heart to the Buddha, they were all incomplete in nature. More true spirits were angry because they were denounced by the Buddha. In this reincarnation, they were infatuated with a common woman. The truth goes on. I learned that this woman was only worried about the unknown Bodhisattva, so she was angry. Demon Wang Wukong, breaking the Tathagata''s palm and breaking my Zen heart, is for despair. It is for guilt that Miss Duan is innocent and should be robbed because of one thing. Since then, it is paranoid to question the Buddhist Dharma and deviate with emotion. It is crazy for a Zen heart to fall into the devil and try to turn everything around with peerless magic power. After becoming a devil, all thoughts are gray. Only one magic nature is immortal, empty and lonely. "


    "Everything, arrogance, resentment, obsession, anger, despair, guilt, paranoia, madness, loneliness... Help me become a devil!"


    King Kong Zhi said in horror, "master Xuanzang, don''t let the second heart shake your practice of the ninth generation!" almost turned into a gray Xuanzang, but just silently put his hand on his chest and whispered, "my Buddha is merciful!"


    The third burial of Tang Dynasty laughed, held Vajra Zhi''s head in his backhand, and whispered to Xuanzang, "I still have mercy on the Buddha now, waste! Where is the Buddha? The Buddha is nothing! When you are in despair and pain, is it useful to ask for Buddha? It''s better to ask for Buddha than yourself... It''s better to be possessed by all kinds of Buddha."


    "All the tragedies are because you can''t do anything."


    "As its second disciple, I didn''t mean to enter reincarnation. I entered reincarnation? Then everything in reincarnation? It''s torturing you! Is it useful for you to practice Buddhism? If I hadn''t become a devil, I could achieve good results. What about you?" the third funeral disdained Jin Gangzhi: "in the end, I''m not a gatekeeper."


    "What else do you say about universal living beings and compassion? I only see two words from the full scriptures - power!"


    King Kong Zhi''s eyes were round, the corners of his eyes cracked, and a line of golden blood and tears oozed from his eyes. He shouted at Xuanzang, "master Xuanzang, surrender your heart! Don''t live up to the efforts of Bodhisattva and Buddha to transform you! These two hearts are only transformed by external demons and internal demons. If internal demons are subdued, the external demons are just superficial and not your opponent."


    The third funeral sneered: "It''s not his opponent, hum... So Chen Xuanzang, will you be the opponent of the monkey for another thousand or ten thousand years? The so-called fate is just the strong at the mercy of the weak. Yesterday, before the dreamland, you were powerless about how Zhu ganghyena killed Miss Duan. Today, there''s still nothing you can do about Miss Duan, who lost a trace of trouble with Guanyin!"


    "My birth is to prevent this powerlessness from appearing again!"


    "I want this day, I can''t cover my eyes, I want this place, I can''t bury my heart, I want all living beings to understand my meaning, and all the Buddhas to disappear!"


    Tang San pointed to heaven and roared, "Tathagata! You said I despised the Dharma, but what is your Dharma? What qualifications can''t be questioned. I, golden cicada son, how can I not question you? Today I am a devil and break your Dharma nonsense, what can you do?"


    The originally clear blue sky, with the palm of Wukong''s broken God''s palm, the afterglow of the sun''s true fire, glowed red in the sky. At this moment, the red rolled again, becoming more and more red, flirtatious, bloody, and bloody clouds rolled. There was a faint roar of thunder in the sky. The three burials were fearless and smiled up to the sky.


    Zhu ganghya listened and suddenly found that the eyes of the Three Burials began to turn to herself. She quickly waved her hand and said, "it''s none of my business! Master, it''s your own business. I can only watch on one side."


    Wujing also nodded and said, "no matter which one, it''s my master."


    At this time, the magician exchanged eyes with Zhuang bifan, Hans and others, and suddenly made a move. The magician is the one who pursues mysticism among reincarnators. Even Zhuang bifan and others only know that his strengthening system is related to a profession called mystic. From the name, it should be the strong one on the magic side.


    But mystics are called mystics because it is always difficult for others to see through the shadow under their curtain, whether it is cover up or true.


    Therefore, when the magician slowly turned his hands and appeared magic runes at his fingertips. Complex geometric patterns connected runes, representing closed and transformed circles, appeared as a strange magic array in the corridor, Zhuang bifan and mark scolded in unison: "grass... Is actually the enhancement of diffuse multi universe magic."


    "Interesting gadget!" the third burial looked at the magician with great interest.


    The magician turned his right hand, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in the center of the magic array. The bronze mirror was blocked in front of him by the magician. He shouted to the other people: "do it!"


    Zhuang bifan stretched out his hands and slipped a black-and-white yin-yang fish rotating and winding mirror from his sleeve. He pinched a formula in his right hand and sacrificed the mirror. Even Hans immortal also picked up a silver framed and extremely luxurious Western-style mirror. He was full of great men. Ramir Khan, who was very nervous, quickly recited words in his mouth. In the scarf wrapped around his head, A mirror light suddenly came out.


    When the magician saw the various strange mirrors floating, he suddenly clenched his teeth and looked at Abe with his left hand. On one side, various bronze mirrors with divine animal patterns appeared, which were sucked into his hand by the magician.


    "Lend me your strength!" the magician roared.


    Zhuang bifan and others hesitated for a moment, saw that the three funerals had no intention of stopping, sighed secretly, and released the power to control their magic mirrors. The four mirrors were like milk swallows throwing into the forest and shot at the magician. The magician kept running the magic array with both hands and quickly split six shield sized magic arrays composed of different runes and geometric patterns. The six magic arrays were made into a hexagon, Slowly around the magician.


    Wukong saw some doorways while watching the excitement. He smiled and said, "this little guy is quite opportunistic."


    Zhu ganghyena came up to it and asked, "what advice does the great sage have?"


    Wukong said, "the mana that this little guy practices should be similar to the way of cultivating gods. Just like those who jump out of the horse and jump the great gods, they borrow the external power of the god Buddha. Most of his palm arrays involve spatial coordinates and energy projection. Although my old sun is not proficient, he has also found some ways."


    "If you want to practice this spell to a high place, you must have the cooperation of gods and Buddhas. The essence is to rely on his power... He also has some ingenious ideas. Some Dharma arrays rely on a wide range of external power sources. I can see that some rely on the power of the sun, moon and stars, and the vitality of the earth under his feet. Unfortunately, his array has not been debugged. The array data deviation is too large, and the efficiency is a little low."


    "This person probably doesn''t have the ability to modify the array data according to the specific situation here and now, so he decided to use the tools used by some people with higher Taoism."


    "He found those magic weapons and locked some powerful Dongtian with the power of magic weapons... Fool, what kind of tools in the world are most suitable to carry the power of Dongtian?"


    Zhu Gang hyena said, "on the side of Ding Town, the mirror is divided into two boundaries. Among many shapes, only the Dharma mirror is born with one boundary."


    "That''s right!" Wukong said, "it''s not so much a mirror as a well. In many experimental records handed down by my master, there are such methods to make a mirror. There is the magic power of void to create a well of energy. The principle is to open up the two realms and use the power of different realms and caves."


    Zhu Gang hyena''s eyes sparked a strange light and said greedily, "those people don''t know where they came from? They can get so many good things. My old pig is also mixed from heaven and doesn''t have such a wealth. The six side magic mirrors have their own magic powers behind them. They are all one side of the cave. Can my master hold on with the power of the strange cave?"


    Wukong said faintly, "how could it be so simple for the demon king I promised? You fool, just see..."