The poor monk Tang San was buried in the sky, on the ground, and all living beings.
"If the donor doesn't know Mahayana Buddhism, the poor monk still knows a few punches and kicks"
"The three of you come together and search carefully for me"
"Wukong, will you accompany me to the West, or shall I send you to the West?"
"Pick up the scriptures, pick up the scriptures"
"The rules of the road are that monsters only kill men, not women"
"Have the poor monk worked hard for so many years?" Can't you just enjoy it and enjoy it?
"The poor monk's life is like walking on thin ice. Tathagata child, do you think the poor monk can make it to the other side?"
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After the 1981 disaster, I stole the Bible and killed the Buddha. From now on, I will be the master of the Western Heaven!
