Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

Tang Sanzan said angrily.

[That is, the body and soul of Shasheng Buddha have completely returned to silence. From the perspective of normal thinking, he has already died of body and dao. 】

"Oh? Normal thinking, the system, you mean, from another perspective, he is still alive?"

"Could it be that Shasheng Buddha really reincarnated?"

"That's not right! Didn't you say that Shasheng Buddha's soul has passed away? The basis of reincarnation should be based on the existence of the soul?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Tang Sanzan's eyes.

[Shasheng Buddha did not reincarnate, the reason why he did not die completely is because...]

[The strength of Shasheng Buddha has already surpassed a certain level. Although he died, his strong obsession remained. 】

[And under the existence of some chances and coincidences, this idea has the ability similar to continuous reincarnation and rebirth. 】

The sound of the system bacteria made Tang Sanzan startled!

"An obsession with the Buddha of killing life!"

In Tang Sanzan's mind, the figure of his master, Master Si Sheng, appeared instantly.

"So that's how it is... No wonder the Shasheng Buddha's lineage has only one monk and one disciple from beginning to end..."

"Maybe this so-called monk hasn't changed from the beginning to the end?"

"The so-called apprentice, I'm afraid other than me, it's hard to say whether it exists or not..."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Tang Sanzan's mouth, and there was a complex look in his dark and deep eyes.

After such an explanation from the system, about the identity of his master.

I'm afraid there is no need to continue guessing.

The answer has fully emerged.

The second question about the identity of the master... Naturally, there is no need to ask it again.

"The water of Shasheng Buddha's lineage is really deep..."

After a speechless exclamation.

Tang Sanzan slowly closed his eyes, letting his mind go empty again.

He got too much news in a short period of time, which made him a little dizzy.

Do not overwhelm yourself.

Now, he just wants to take a good rest...

Oh, oh, oh! ! !

The sound of the rooster's morning call that has not echoed in the forest for a long time.

It resounded through the forest again.

Enduring.

The morning sun shines on the forest.

This made the gloomy and dead forest slightly warmer.

Waking up from sleep.

Tang Sanzan slowly stood up from the bed.

Stretching slightly, the muscles and bones all over his body made a crisp sound.

The jade-like skin glows slowly in the sun.

The immaculate white jade monk robe was inlaid with purple and gold patterns.

Simple but extremely gorgeous, the kind that all monks desire!

"Three Burials, are you up?"

Outside the house, the voice of Master Li Sheng came.

"Get up, master."

Tang Sanzan thought of something, smiled slightly, and responded.

"Come out and eat fast."

"it is good."

Still under the locust tree.

In front of the small stone table.

Simple pickles and porridge are placed.

Sitting on one side with a kind smile on his face, Master Sheng Sheng waved at Tang San Zan.

Sit at the table.

One old and one young, put your hands together.

"Aminima Lige Buddha!"

"Hey, it's Buddha's wife!"

Hmm... After reciting a strange Buddha's name respectively.

Master Sisheng and Tang Sanzan looked at each other and smiled.

At this moment, all the otherworldly, high-spirited bones are completely shattered.

Some are just two ordinary people.

After breakfast.

Master Sisheng stared at Tang Sanzan in a daze for a long time, his cloudy eyes were full of complexities.

"Three burials, there is nothing I can teach you as a teacher now."

"But...whether you are or not, you are really the reincarnation of the master who killed the Buddha."

"And remember, you are still Tang Sanzan!"

"Tang, the majestic young master of the Tang family, the one who lives three lives and all things, the one who destroys everything!"

"Don't forget your true heart..."

Master Gu Sheng said earnestly.

Hearing this, Tang Sanzan nodded slowly.

Although it has been determined that he is not the reincarnation of the Buddha who killed life.

It's also confirmed...Master, the old man, is actually a thought of the patriarch.

But... Tang Sanzan did not plan to tell his master for the time being.

It's not important information anyway, so it doesn't matter if you know it or not.

Hmm... It's definitely not such a weird idea for the master to discuss with himself!

Not to mention that it is a more exciting idea to let the grandfather call him the grandfather.

Absolutely not!

"Ahem...Master, the person who guarded outside the Buddha's land and blocked their way back then should be your old man, right?"

Tang Sanzan brought up the old matter again, with a slightly curious tone.

"Yes." Master Lisheng once again returned to the state of an expert in the world, "Although the teacher is old, he is not old and weak. It is nothing to shelter the apprentice for a while."

"Then... master, what level did you practice in the first place?"

"The realm...there is no fruit peak..."

"Without the peak of fruit, your old man can directly block the door of Buddha Land, making them so afraid?"

Tang Sanzan was surprised.

Although my own master was transformed by the thought of Master Shasheng Buddha.

But this is too strong, right?

The Wusheng fruit corresponds to the realm of the small earthly fruit of Buddhism, and perhaps the strength will be stronger.

But... in the Buddhaland.

Except for the terrifying existence in the deep sleep.

Monk Yuanxin, the master of the six-eared macaque, is at the pinnacle of the world fruit.

Compared with the fruitless peak.

There is probably a gap as big as a natural moat in the middle!

However, Master Wei Sheng, if he beats the top down, he can't beat the buddha land so badly that he has no temper.

I have to say that Master Shasheng Buddha is really fierce!

"Three burials, you should already understand the power of Buddha's Dharma appearance. Although you are not very talented as a teacher."

"But by virtue of the benefits of killing living beings, after swallowing a lot of Buddhist dharma."

"Strength naturally has broken the shackles of the realm."

"It's a pity...as a teacher's talent is limited, I can't break through the fruitless realm, otherwise..."

Master Sisheng sighed, his tone full of regret.

Tang Sanzan knew it in his heart.

It's not that Master Gusheng is not talented, but that he himself is just a thought of killing Buddha.

Not a complete creature, which greatly restricted him.

The realm without fruit is the limit...

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Chapter 226 Eyeing on Sakurajima

Under the locust tree.

The two masters and apprentices who had eaten early fast.

At this moment, I let go of my complicated thoughts.

There was a burst of chatting.

Between the two, there are no strict rules between ordinary Buddhism.

It looks more like a year-end friendship.

Tang Sanzan told about what he had seen and heard outside the forest of thousands of miles during this period of time.

Good and bad, sad and happy.

Master Gu Sheng told Tang Sanzan about his growth experience.

Sounds pretty tedious.

After all, Master Husheng was transformed by the obsession of Shasheng Buddha.

In his own opinion, it may be a very normal behavior.

In fact, it is just endless repetition and reincarnation.

In the depths of Tang Sanzan's pupils, a ray of unbearableness emerged.

No matter what Master Sisheng said, he could be regarded as his own master.

Treat yourself even more.

Regardless of the lineage of Shasheng Buddha and the ghost bus, what kind of calculations are there.

But... After all, Master Hu Sheng is no longer the Buddha who killed life.

If possible...Tang Sanzan hoped that his master could become a normal person.