How can this be?

The Bull Demon King rubbed his eyes vigorously and opened them again.

Indeed, he was not dazzled.

Manjushri Bodhisattva is rubbing the shoulders of the Spiritual King, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva is beating his back, and Karma-Removal Bodhisattva is rubbing his legs.

This is too harsh on the eyes!

The Peng Demon King, the Lion and Camel King, the Macaque King, and the Tamarin King all looked confused.

What is going on? How is this possible?

Who knows the cultivators of immortality in the Three Realms?

Although they are not the same unit, the status of Bodhisattva is far higher than that of the king in heaven.

Even if Bailong is the Jade Emperor's son-in-law, he can't be so awesome!

Suddenly, the six great sages once again refreshed their knowledge of White Dragon.

mad!

To say that Bailong is second, no one dares to claim first!

Bai Long waved his hand and said with a smile: "Get up, we are all brothers from now on. I didn't bring my salary today. I will pay it to you when I finish my work."

The other five great saints waved their hands repeatedly and said in unison.

"Lord Ling, we just need to get our salary at the end of the year."

"no!"

Bai Long frowned and said loudly: "You must be the same as the Jiao Demon King, with an annual salary of 648 for three times, even if you lose a piece of fruit! Get your salary first! Listen to me!"

Well?

The five great sages looked confused.

Why don't you get paid? The picket spirit king was even angry.

This person has a very rebellious character.

It seems that what the outside world says is right.

If he gives you a gift and you accept it, you become a good friend.

If you don't accept his money, you are not giving him face!

This is too willful!

The five great sages kowtowed again and said loudly: "Thank you so much for the Spirit King. We will always be by your side, go through fire and water, no matter what!"

"Um!"

Bai Long nodded and said with a smile: "That's right! Don't shirk the bonuses from the great sages in the future. Here they are, just take it!"

Um!

Several people nodded like wavy drums, feeling extremely grateful.

The three great Bodhisattvas were also envious at this time.

When will they be as arrogant as Bai Long, with endless money?

It seems that this life is just a dream!

After thousands of years, I finally saved some money, but Bailong stole it all.

Now, I still have to give the thief a pat on his back and rub his legs.

Woohoo!

The reality they don’t want to face is simply too shocking!

At this time, the Bull Demon King stood up and said respectfully: "Spirit King, don't call us great saints anymore. Once upon a time, my seven brothers were young and frivolous, and they used these funny names."

Demon King Peng said respectfully: "King Ling, you are so mighty and mighty but you are not called a saint. Why don't we and the six of you still call us great saints?"

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Is it so stupid that the world will laugh out loud?"

The lion and camel king said: "Spirit King, you can just call me lion from now on."

Um!

Bailong had a brief chat with the six people and gave them nicknames.

The old cow, the giant dragon, the roc, the lion, the macaque, the tamarin.

Bai Long smiled slightly and said: "After the six of you, you are my brothers. If there are no special arrangements, you will protect the safety of my eight ladies."

"I obey the king's orders!"

The six of them knelt down on one knee and paid homage again!

From time to time, night falls on earth.

Manjushri Bodhisattva also endured it for a day and said softly: "Brother Long, it's getting dark, it's time to give guidance to Chen Xuanzang and Li Shimin."

Bailong was massaged for a day and felt so comfortable.

"Looking at your sincere attitude, I won't torture you anymore."

Bailong stood up, pointed two fingers under the clouds, and said the message from thousands of miles away.

"Li Shimin, Chen Xuanzang, wait for me at the rockery pavilion in the back garden of the palace!"

Buzz!

As soon as the words came out, Li Shimin and Chen Xuanzang were stunned.

This is the voice of Bailong!

They have already remembered this voice in their hearts.

The Picket Spirit King is calling them!

I saw Chen Xuanzang leaping down from the ten-meter-high platform.

However, this is the moment.

A woman from a brothel ran up to Chen Xuanzang and said delicately: "Holy Monk, are you still going today?"

This woman is addicted too!

It’s profitable and enjoyable, so why not?

Chen Xuanzang put his palms on his chest and said: "Female Bodhisattva, I won't be leaving today. I have some important things to do. Wait for me tomorrow!"

After finishing his words, Chen Xuanzang moved his steps together, pulling out a string of afterimages on the ground and heading towards the palace.

At that speed, all the monks present had a flash of light in their eyes.

It seems that the Buddhism they practice is all wrong!

Just look at Chen Xuanzang and you will know that only by having the courage to break the precepts can you practice faster!

However, these monks did not know.

At that time, Bailong let him drink the Royal Wine of Heaven.

It is no exaggeration to say that even three hundred soldiers and fifty tigers could not last ten seconds in front of Chen Xuanzang.

It's normal for a brothel woman to be addicted.

The one-pillar-holding divine monk is just a pile driver, and his reputation is not in vain!

The concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards also had rosy faces.

The three great bodhisattvas, Manjushri and Samantabhadra, helplessly closed their eyes.

Out of sight is pure.

Journey to the West has become such a chaotic situation, and Chen Xuanzang is so fierce, why does he need someone to protect him?

Li Shimin took ten cultivation pills and drank a bottle of jade liquid, and his life span was five hundred years.

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At this time, the practitioner has reached the middle stage of foundation building.

Very meow!

Chen Xuanzang drank half a bottle of imperial wine and reached the stage of refining his Qi.

The realm of mortal cultivation is the distance between ordinary people and the early stages of human immortality.

It is divided into five processes: concentrating the spirit, refining the energy, building the foundation, condensing the elixir, and condensing the golden elixir.

Each process is divided into four small realms: initial stage, middle stage, late stage, and perfection.

There is a lack of spiritual power in the world today.
To be continued...