Updated: 2013-11-29

Thinking of this, the Taoist said to Sangji Lama with a smile: "Monk, what treasures are there in the heart of the desert?"

"I want to wear a piece of clothing first!"

Seeing that Sangji was trembling, the Taoist felt that he could not make any tricks, so he put Sangji down and threw it to him a pair of underwear. Sangji quickly put it on and covered his own treasure, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist asked with a smile: "What treasure are you looking for?"

Sangji said aggrievedly: "I don't know!"

"Don't know?" The Taoist pinched Sangji's throat and picked it up like a chicken, saying, "I don't know? Haha!" As he said that, he was about to go to Rasangji's underwear.

Sangji quickly grabbed the waist of his pants with both hands and shouted, "It's all that bastard Gesang. No matter how we ask, he looks mysterious. In the end, we forced him to ask, and he said he was looking for a cassock!"

The Taoist was disappointed. Even if he was given magical tools such as cassocks, he could not use them. With a "pop", the Taoist threw Sangji to the ground.

This time, he really lost money. Offending Ziguang Temple was an offender to the entire Tantric Buddhism. He, an outsider, could not gain a foothold again. As a casual cultivator, all his relationships were in the northwest. He lived here for more than 30 years. If he left, he would have nowhere to go.

Kill someone to silence!

This thought immediately came to my mind. Ziguang Temple may not be willing to investigate everywhere for a small disciple. This is his only way to survive!

"What cassock is a robe?" A soft voice sounded in everyone's ears, like a dreamy Emperor murmured. Lama Sangji seemed to have been caught in an evil spirit, his eyes straightened, and said, "How do you know that Gesang is the robe of the Great Sun Tathagata, but we are embarrassed to say it. How is that possible? The robe of the Great Sun Tathagata has been missing for more than 50,000 years. With Lianhua Temple here, will the favor of the Buddha fall on the head of Ziguang Temple?"

"Haha, so that's it!" Tang Cheng grinned, and the atmosphere he had created suddenly loosened and collapsed. The man looked at Tang Cheng like a ghost.

Just now, Tang Cheng just asked a question, and then he told Sang Ji and Taoist to fall into a nightmare and lose their ability to resist. Such skills were like ghosts and gods.

The Taoist's mind has never been so clear. He suddenly pointed at Tang Cheng and said, "It was you who let my iron-winged eagle fall down to hunt and kill Sang Ji. Everything is caused by you, right?"

He glanced at the Taoist man in surprise, and Tang Cheng said, "Are you stupid?" As he said that, Tang Cheng bounced his fingertips, and it penetrated into the Taoist's eyebrows like lightning. His head exploded like a watermelon, and Lama Sangji also followed in the footsteps.

The horse bandits watched all this like a nightmare, and could not imagine that the person who was walking with them would kill a lama, which told them how they could continue to survive in the northwest.

Tang Cheng said lightly: "It is fate to meet. I will give you the things from this Taoist, and don't touch them at all!" As he said that, Tang Cheng picked up the Taoist's storage ring, easily defeated the ban, and then threw the things inside all over the floor.

The casual cultivators have no nests, so they habitually put all their treasures in the storage ring and carry them all on their bodies. This leads to the value of the items on the disciples of the sect sometimes being less valuable than that of a casual cultivator.

Tang Cheng naturally looked down on this Taoist man's rags. As soon as Tang Cheng stepped forward leisurely, he pointed at Luo Wanxiang's eyebrows, and a thought instantly spread into Luo Wanxiang's sea of ​​consciousness.

That is the practice method of Counting the Breath and Impure View. As long as you can successfully get started, Luo Wanxiang can naturally practice to the Qi refining stage with the skills of the casual cultivator. With the Nanli True Fire Sword Skill buried in his sea of ​​consciousness, you can at least be a casual cultivator. If you are destined to be destined to see each other again in the future; if you are not destined to be destined to be destined to Luo Wanxiang that night.

After all this last night, Tang Cheng flapped his wings and left. A gray robe was left at the scene, which was the standard equipment for gold diggers. When the wind blew, the robe turned into particles of dust, scattered on the yellow sand.

The reason why Tangcheng tried every means to get involved in the horse bandits was that Tangcheng was not sure whether the Dari Tathagata robe was in the Tonggut Desert. If it were not here, and Tangcheng was careless about revealing his walking sect, his identity would inevitably lead to interference from Tantric Buddhism and add countless troubles to him.

But since Tangcheng has confirmed that he is 70% or 80% sure that the robe of the Great Sun Tathagata is in the center of the Tonggut Desert, he naturally refuses to mingle with the horse bandits of the Feiying Gang.

Tangcheng did not go there. Sangji Lama just now made it clear that Senior Brother Qiangcuo brought twenty-eight brothers to come together, but the other party was very crowded.

He used the cloud talisman to get a lot of clouds. Tangcheng hid in it and rushed to the center of the desert. In order to speed up, Tangcheng used the wind talisman to control the course. Not long after, Tangcheng arrived at the center.

Looking down from the sky, there was a golden color flashing in the center of the desert, as if it was really paved with gold bricks. Not as some people speculate, the center of the desert is a huge oasis.

Tang Cheng sat on the white clouds like willow catkins and began to sort out the words of Sangji Lama. Tang Cheng felt that Senior Brother Qiangcuo's head was completely sick. He really thought about it.

The Great Sun Tathagata's robe is just this one in the world. How should I distribute it after I find the robe? Could it be that you wear it for one day and I wear it for one day? Even though there is a way to be fair and just, in the face of such a treasure as a top-grade artifact, no one will have the will tolerant desire?

In short, the other party's action this time was a big failure!

But it was this failure that made Tang Cheng a dilemma now. Tang Cheng's Yuan Dan had been established and there was also a sacred relic. If he fought alone, Tang Cheng would never be afraid of that. Now he was fighting for life and death. If the other party had five or six monks in the Arhat Fruit position, Tang Cheng would be very dangerous.

Therefore, the only thing Tangcheng can do is wait!

Fortunately, Tangcheng never lacked this kind of patience. According to rumors, a hunter lay motionless on the ground in order to hunt a red fox for three days, without eating the grain of rice and dripping water, just for the fatal crossbow arrow.

Even though Tang Cheng was not as good as those monks, it was easy for more than one hunter to sit down. Tang Cheng sat cross-legged and waited quietly. He said that his spiritual consciousness was restrained and only retained the cordon he deserved. He only talked about a thread of attention on the earth, and the rest of his kung fu was used to think about the various magical advances he learned.

Several lamas from Ziguang Temple kept surfing here. Qiangcuo sat cross-legged in the void wearing a purple-red cassock, holding his ankles with one hand and smiling with the other.

The sun sets and rises again, but this white cloud remains unchanged. On the second day, at the middle of the sky, a sudden change occurred under the calm, almost dead yellow sand.
Chapter completed!