The video connects all worlds, and the top ten Monkey Kings are counted at the beginning

"This inventory, is it satisfactory?"

"Of course, even though Yang Po died before the inventory, Zhu Tian's photo still gave him a chance to be born again."

"Anyway, after getting rid of those vampires, Yang Zai can live a brand new life."

"Speaking of those people in the world of life, are there really no punishments?"

"Looking at their resisting expressions, there should still be punishment."

"Any punishment is light, and the heavens should send down a few thunderbolts to kill those beasts!"

"That's fine, let them live in regret forever."

I agree with those above. When those people heard that Yang Chi was going to be resurrected, they were all happy from the bottom of their hearts, but they didn't dare to show it. They were ruthless and cold-blooded people.

If Yang Chi doesn't play with them anymore, let them regret it for the rest of their lives. "

The Heavens and Myriad Realms have a lot to say about the inventory of life and the world. When it comes to discussing the ending of each person, they have different opinions.

Some people think that the reward given by taking pictures is tailor-made for Yang Chi, and his new life couldn't be better.

Some people think it's a pity that Yang Zha could live in this world upright and let the damned die.

Of course, whatever people think, the end is over.

All the turmoil in the past returned to calm the moment Yang Chi stepped into the light gate.

The day passed by in a hurry.

In the real world, Chu Yuan stared at the time and turned on the backend of the computer on time.

The long-lost electronic synthesizer sounded again: "Mr. Chu, it's time to release a new inventory."

"It's up to you to say." Chu Yuan was unmoved, and clicked on the publishing interface with ease.

As early as yesterday, he uploaded the trailer and chose to release it on time.

I have nothing to do today, so I just plan to send it out in person.

"Why did Mr. Chu choose to take inventory of this person?"

The synthetic voice on the computer continued to sound, with a little curiosity.

Hearing this, the corners of Chu Yuan's mouth twitched, "Yang poked the inventory all the way down with great bitterness and hatred, and next, it's time to show everyone a lighter inventory.

"Mr. Chu is brilliant!" Synthetic Camp was not stingy about its praise.

But after listening to such words too much, Chu Yuan has learned to ignore them.

Staring at the time in the lower right corner, he stuck at noon and pressed the release button.

Then, he turned around and lay on his back on the sofa, and opened the pictures of the heavens, "Next, let's see what interesting reactions the heavens and myriad worlds will have."

The World of Journey to the West, on the way west.

Zhu Bajie walked for a while with the rake on his shoulders, then sat down on the ground as if paralyzed.

"Hey! I really can't move anymore, let's rest for a while, Master."

Regardless of whether Tang Seng agreed or not, he found a stone and sat down.

Helpless, the three master and apprentice had no choice but to stop.

"Stupid! You clearly see that the time is about the same, and you want to see the pictures of the heavens?"

Seeing Zhu Bajie's lazy look, Sun Wukong was so angry that he simply jumped in front of him and grabbed his ear.

"Mistake! Senior brother, how can you say that? I'm tired."

He simply refused to admit it, but the action of preparing to take a photo had already betrayed him.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you so obsessed with taking pictures? Don't forget that we still have a great cause to learn from the scriptures." Monk Sha also talked about Second Senior Brother along with Senior Brother.

Along the way, the second senior brother has almost formed a habit. Every time this point is reached, even if there are monsters crossing the border, he has to stop to take a picture.

Tang Seng looked at Zhu Bajie groaning and groaning, talking about him, and smiled slightly: "Amitabha, Bajie, greed, ignorance, anger and anger are my Buddhist taboos, and you have violated the precept of anger."

"Hmph! Master is right, this idiot just wants to be in that inventory!"

Sun Wukong couldn't see Zhu Bajie's plan.

Along the way, since the inventory of the heavens appeared, this old pig has been looking forward to himself going up every day, especially when the inventory of a character is over, even Bishui is looking forward to it.

Stopping at this point in time, needless to say, I also want to see if I am the next candidate for the inventory.

Seeing Sun Wukong's disdainful eyes, Zhu Bajie immediately became unhappy, "Brother, why do you say that, you can get in this inventory, and Nezha and Yang Po can get in, but my old pig can't?"

"Why are you on the list? Because you kidnapped Gao Laozhuang's new daughter-in-law?" Sun Wukong didn't bother to respond, and opened his mouth to tease, "If you are on the list, just let the monks from all heavens and myriad worlds see, you dead pig How did you force this little girl!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhu Bajie was immediately speechless.

Just at this time, there was a vibration from the wrist. This is the inventory of the heavens, which has been updated.

He didn't bother to bother with senior brother any more, so he simply opened the photo.

Although Sun Wukong reprimanded Zhu Bajie with disdain, when the photo was opened, he still looked over.

Tang Seng and Monk Sha also turned their eyes to take pictures at the same time.

Journey to the West: The World of Women, on the way to Flame Mountain.

The monk Tang and his disciples stepped forward.

Suddenly, a vibration came from the wrist, and the three of them stopped in a tacit understanding

Journey to the West to conquer the demon world, among the ruins of the collapsed temple, one person and one monkey walk out side by side

"Small this ruined temple, next, it's time to go to Lingshan?"

Beside the monkey, the bald monk had evil eyes and muttered to himself.

The monkey said with a smile: "Old Tathagata is really a bastard. He has never been angry for ten thousand years. There is no reaction to tearing down his temple like this."

"Hmph! When we kill Lingshan, it will be the time when he dies!" The monk's eyes showed a murderous intent, and there was no mercy at all.

The communication between the two showed no respect for Buddhism.

They are Tang Seng and Sun Wukong master and apprentice.

The original path to learn Buddhist scriptures from the Western Paradise has been completely disrupted due to the appearance of the Heavens Inventory.

Today's two people, encountering Buddhas and killing Buddhas along the way, seeing temples demolishing pagodas, have already killed countless karma along the way.

During the conversation, Sun Wukong felt a vibration from his arm.

"Yang's children's inventory is over, which one will it be this time?"

Tang Seng took advantage of the opportunity to open the photo, with anticipation in his eyes.

Among the killings during this period of time, only the inventory of the heavens was their only pastime.

"As far as I'm concerned, I should ask you to do an inventory." Monkey King responded casually, his tone indifferent.

Different from the previous counting of him, there is no gap between the two masters and apprentices at this time, and even because of their long-term contact, there is a feeling of friendship.

Tang Seng only thought Sun Wukong was joking and ignored it.

In Zhutian's inventory live broadcast room, the inventory preview has not yet officially appeared, and the barrage has filled the screen.

Not only in the world of Journey to the West: Conquering Demons, but also in the countless worlds of the heavens, people have already been waiting in the live broadcast room, and can't wait to start guessing.

"He's coming, he's coming! He's coming with an inventory!"

"Who will be the lucky one this time?"

"First Monkey King, then Nezha and Yang Po, this time, it should be the Great God, right?"

"Could it be Guanyin? Or a saint?"

"If Mr. Chu can count the saints, I will live broadcast and eat shit!"

"The ones in front don't come here to cheat food and drink."

"Compared with the saint, I actually want to see the Jade Emperor."

"+1, the Jade Emperor in the Changdong world is not bad, and mighty mighty, maybe we can see the follow-up of Yang Chi's departure from that side of the world."

"Don't think about it, this time the inventory must be my Xiaoshan Taoist!"

"Taoist Xiaoshan? I've never heard of rotten fish and shrimp."

"Whose urine is yellow, come and wake him up."

Countless people from all over the world have been waiting in the live broadcast room, looking forward to the arrival of the preview, and at the same time curious, who will be the next person on the list after Yang Po.

In such an atmosphere of great anticipation, in the live broadcast room where Zhu Tian took pictures, the screen gradually lit up.

At the same time, drums, sheng and ming sounded rhythmically.

A cave bridge appeared in the picture.

There are many pedestrians on the bridge, including porters, shopkeepers and merchants.

In this complicated crowd, a fat and round monk sat down on the ground and turned over gracefully and comfortably.

His voice is full of magnetism, singing like singing——

What is the use of heaven and earth?What's the use of Fengyue if you can't have a quilt?Can not eat or drink.

What is the use of dust?Among all things, what is the use of change?Taoism is self-contained.

What's the use of facing the wall?What's the use of drinking if you don't see Tao Tao?A big bag.

What's the use of giving birth to me?If you can't laugh, what's the use of destroying me, if you don't reduce your arrogance.

Along with the increasingly passionate tune, his singing voice gradually became happy and carefree.

Looking at this scene, a question mark appeared in the hearts of countless people from all over the world.

"Who is this?"

"Look at his Maitreya-like image, with Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, he is a monk, right?

"How could the monk sing such words."

"The artistic conception of this song is free and easy, and everything can follow one's heart. It doesn't seem like the attitude a monk should have."

People are guessing and savoring the artistic conception of this song.

At this moment, the music reached its climax, and the monk's voice gradually became louder—

Where did it come from?Live in the same world, sing music together, and walk all over the road.

Thousands of miles away, I can't find it, so why not meet me and have a smile.

Straw shoes and bamboo hats have traveled for thousands of years, and once traveled in the sky through the ages, those who walk while singing songs will forget the things and me.

Hi!Hi!Hi!free and easy...

The monk's singing falls to the last beat in the Xiaoyao cappella.

At the same time, the screen turned, and several figures appeared in it, and at the same time, there were voices of one after another:

"Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and went to the west to seek the scriptures."

"Onlyyou, can accompany me to learn the West, Onlyyou, can kill demons and eliminate demons, Onlyyou, can protect me, teach crabs and clam spirits not to eat me

"Amitabha, the poor monk has a great wish to save the world from the sea of ​​suffering and samsara..."

"500 years ago, Monkey King made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace. Now, it's my turn, Tang Sanzang!"

"Wukong, the teacher is pregnant, what should I do?"

"Damn it, you son of a bitch, jump into the waves if you have the ability!"

The pictures flashed one by one, and what appeared were monks who were either holy, or evil, or with unknown meanings.

When seeing these pictures, countless people from all over the world instantly opened their eyes wide.

Those monks are clearly the extremely familiar Tang Seng!

Some of them have appeared in Sun Wukong's inventory, and some are very unfamiliar.

And those words, in an instant, reflected a completely different character.

For example, the monk who learned the scriptures clearly came from Journey to the West, with pious eyes and calm.

Another example is a singing monk, like a madman.