One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 201 Is my aunt so scary?
"Since this can continue to exist, why must revenge, and to innocent people." Mace struggled desperately but couldn't get rid of Tang Sanzang's grasp. Hearing Xing Fang's words, he lowered his head as if accepting his fate. , the two fangs receded, and the sharp nails on his hands disappeared without a trace, as if answering Xing Fang's question, and as if telling the ghosts still surrounding the altar.

Groups of originally dim fires suddenly became brighter, as if suddenly lit up, a piece of fire stretched away, and there were tens of thousands of ghosts.

"Yes! As long as you can continue to exist, even if you have to die, you can't use the death of others to keep yourself alive." Among the ghosts, a ghost echoed.

All the ghosts roared in unison, their voices were not restless, more like echoing Metz's words, or echoing the previous ghost who spoke.

Tang Sanzang looked at the slumped Mace in front of him, and his eyes swept over the ghosts with sparkling eyes. Surprisingly, he didn't feel too much resentment and resentment, but he still didn't hold Mace's hand in the slightest. Relax.

"Let go of Lord Mace! He did nothing wrong, you outsiders, why kill our brother!"

"Master Metz taught us to let go of our hatred and let us exist in peace. Even if we are ghosts, we have gained stability."

"Outsiders, get out! Get out!"

The ghosts became angry and shouted at the top of their voices. Five or six skeleton generals pointed their swords and spears at Tang Sanzang. They were about to charge at any moment. Clouds of black mist rose into the air and surrounded Tang Sanzang in midair. .

"It seems that one mushroom is not enough." Zhu Tianpeng looked at the restless ghosts, curled his lips and said, and started to rummage through the Qiankun bag again.

"Senior Sister, wait, I think these ghosts may not be bad, they just want to protect their king." Sha Wanjing held Zhu Tianpeng's hand and shook her head slightly.

"Wan Jing, you can't just believe what a ghost like this says. He attacked Xiaobai just now. If Master wasn't there, what do you think would happen?" Zhu Tianpeng raised his eyebrows and looked at Metz. bad.

"But..." Sha Wanjing frowned, a little hesitant, "How can a person who can turn the soul of a wronged person into a good person be a villain?"

Tang Sanzang frowned slightly when he heard the ear-piercing roars, looked at Mace and said in a low voice, "Tell them to be quiet, or I will kill you."

Before Mace could speak, all the ghosts became quiet by themselves, and even the half-bird-like ghosts in mid-air stopped flapping their wings.

Tang Sanzang glanced at Mace with some surprise, it seemed that his prestige among the ghosts was indeed very high, and those ghosts also sincerely respected and loved him.

When he was in the lunatic asylum, Tang Sanzang heard old man Qiu talk about the triple relocation to Liucheng. Later, the ghost city under the ground confirmed his words, and this relocation city, which is somewhere unknown, proved it even more.

However, Old Man Qiu's words were only on the surface, he didn't know why the Qianliu City fell from the sky, he didn't know why the people in the Qianliu City kept having nightmares, and he didn't know how to solve this problem.

And the previous conversation between Xing Fang and Mace seems to be about this matter. Whether it is the 3000-year reincarnation fate, or the constantly changing city of migration, the dissipation of souls and the injection of new souls, these things are very important to Tang Sanzang. It is a very novel statement, or he is constructing a very strange reincarnation in his mind.

If you follow the six paths of reincarnation in this world, the soul must be the most important part of it. After death, people go to hell, drink Meng Po soup and then reincarnate. From the law of soul conservation, the number of souls will determine the life of the world. Quantity, and there doesn't seem to be much opportunity for growth.

And the reincarnation of Qianliu City is like a closed small reincarnation. With 3000 years as the limit, species will be destroyed once, and then a new environment will be reset, and the environment and species will be slowly restored over a long period of time. Where does the most critical soul come from?
Tang Sanzang didn't know why these strange thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind. Seeing that all the ghosts had calmed down, it seemed that Mace should know something, so he could just ask directly, "Tell me, the ghosts in Qianliu City Why did people become like this? And how can we prevent this city from falling on top of the floating city on the ground?"

Before Mace could speak, Xing Fang laughed loudly: "Mace, stop pretending, we are all the same, we are one, since you are me, how can you not know what I think? , What are you afraid of? Do you really want a monk from outside to control our destiny?"

Tang Sanzang glanced at Xing Fang who was still lying on the ground and couldn't move. He was a little surprised at the meaning of his words, but he still raised his eyebrows and said, "Tian Peng, that guy is in your hands. You can deal with it as you want."

"Okay, I'm the best at torturing things without a body. That magic whip hasn't been used for hundreds of years." Zhu Tianpeng responded, and pulled out a golden soft whip from his Qiankun bag. Whip, walked towards Xing Fang with a smile.

"Haha, I'll wait for you in Qianliu City, that city is mine!" But before Zhu Tianpeng stepped down from the altar, Xing Fang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly laughed out loud, a silver light erupted from his heart, and a cry With a muffled sound, his body exploded directly, turning into wisps of black air, and drifting towards the memorial tablet.

"To play self-explosion... Is my aunt so scary?" Zhu Tianpeng reached out to brush off the dust floating towards this side, a little speechless, and patted the shiny golden whip in a boring way.

Tang Sanzang was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Xing Fang would choose to blow himself up so stubbornly. What did he mean by the last sentence?Why is the city of Qianliu his?

At this moment, the sky that had been restored to calm suddenly distorted, and a huge vortex appeared above the Sacrifice Monument. It was much larger than the one summoned by Xing Fang before, almost covering half of the sky, and the thick cloud Qi poured into the life-sacrificing tablet, and the names above the life-sacrificing tablet lit up with white light.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, roars came from the darkness, and those skeleton soldiers and black ghost spirits who had fled in all directions in Xing Fang uttered shrill screams, and where everyone could see, they exploded in pain one by one, turning into silk Strands of black air floated towards the life-sacrificing monument and poured into the life-sacrificing monument.

"This is it?" Tang Sanzang looked up at the yin energy constantly pouring into the sacrificial monument, and the names that kept lighting up. The most eye-catching name on the top was impressively written with the word Xing Fang.

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