I traveled through the West and became the "immortal meat" waiting to be slaughtered in the Lingshan Mountain in the ninth life. In the tenth life, I finally awakened to the [Bandit Accounting System]!
During the Buddhahood Ceremony, I looked at the Tathagata who was aloof and was preparing to rub my forehead for me to be remembered. I silently took out a handful of Great Compassionate Gatling and held it against his golden body.
"Buddha, times have changed. Today, poor monks do not chant sutras, but only engage in physical salvation!"
They thought that ten bowls of Mengpo soup washed away my memory of being eaten alive for nine lifetimes, but they didn't know that I hid the remnant soul of the real Wukong in my heart and have endured it to this day.
It turns out that the entire Journey to the West is a shocking scam! Sha Seng is the spy of the surveillance, Bajie is the puppet created by the mud, and even the Eighty-One Dilemma was an extra performed by Lingshan executives to get kickbacks!
Since the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all black-hearted capitalists who care about human life, the poor monk can only flip the table!
Guanyin led five hundred Arhats to form an array to suppress? I threw a directional EMP backhand to cut off the WIFI of the immortal world, causing the immortals to lose their mana and crash together;
The Bodhisattva recited the Tightening Mantra in the middle of the night to plot against the Great Sage? I hit the reverse output of the full-band Cyber Muyu, and a heavy bass mantra made the entire South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest dance in the square for three consecutive days;
I put on gold-rimmed glasses and broadcast live about the false accounts of Chaling Mountain, causing the thunder from heaven to strike down the Great Leiyin Temple; holding the titanium alloy version of "The Whispering Language" in my hand, I took my disciples to the underworld to do contracting and went to heaven to buy for zero yuan!
The Tathagata's Dharma collapsed and roared: "Tang Sanzang! Why on earth are you unwilling to become a Buddha?!"
I stepped on his bald head and took a puff of my cigar: "A Buddha can only eat people, but a poor monk... Specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction!"
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