Yang Xiao's original self took Sheng Ling to visit the underworld, and in the bookstore, the projection clone took over his work.
At Da Leiyin Temple, the arrogant Tang Sanzang was beaten five times in a row. After no one showed up, he finally understood.
He was tricked by the shop owner, who had no intention of saving him.
Tang Sanzang was about to cry, but he didn't want to cry. "Shopkeeper, didn't you agree with me? Why didn't you bring someone here? If you had known better, this poor monk wouldn't have been so arrogant."
Yang Xiao expressed his innocence. He never promised Tang Sanzang that he would save people. He only said that it was the Buddhists who beat Tang Sanzang and needed to pay compensation.
This compensation does not need to be demanded immediately, it can be done later.
After realizing it later, Tang Sanzang chose to succumb and expressed his regrets with deep sorrow before Zhunti let Tang Sanzang go.
"Okay, now go to the Sutra Pavilion to get the sutra and send it back to the Tang Dynasty."
Seeing Tang Sanzang relenting, Zhunti said proudly.
Tang Sanzang, who wanted to refuse, glanced at the people in the Leiyin Temple who were watching eagerly, but finally did not have the courage to speak.
"Buddhism seems to have a set of wordless scriptures with mysterious origins."
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao's projected clone looked at Shui Jing, his eyes flickering slightly.
This wordless scripture does not seem to be simple, and it seems to contain secrets.
Yang Xiao did not interfere and watched quietly. Ran Deng would give the wordless scripture to the scripture collection team, but someone would recover it later.
After Tang Sanzang and the others left, he could have asked Tang Sanzang to run to the bookstore quickly and bring him the wordless scripture to the bookstore.
It's just that Xiao Bailong and the others followed Tang Sanzang and were easily overtaken if they set off together.
After pondering for a while, Yang Xiao did not choose to help. If Buddhism dared to forcibly detain Xiao Bailong and the others, it would be an excuse to settle accounts with them in the future.
Unexpectedly, they didn't have the guts to start a war with him as the shop owner.
In Daleiyin Temple, Ran Deng took Tang Sanzang and the others to the Sutra Library Pavilion and took out several volumes of scriptures and gave them to the master and his disciples.
Taking the scriptures, the master and the disciples left Lingshan.
After flying out of Lingshan, Tang Sanzang asked Xiao Bailong to stuff the scriptures into his portable space.
But something strange happened. These scriptures couldn't fit into the portable space.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao's projection clone saw this and hurriedly contacted Tang Sanzang.
"Tang Sanzang, bring the scriptures to the bookstore as quickly as you can."
Yang Xiao sent a message to Tang Sanzang.
Hearing Yang Xiao's voice, Tang Sanzang suddenly remembered what happened before and couldn't help but complain.
"Shopkeeper, you are cheating the poor monk. Don't you know that the poor monk was bullied by the Buddhist people? Why don't you bring someone to help the poor monk? The poor monk is so miserable. The poor monk is hurt. His heart is hurt. He doesn't have 10 million. The poor monk cannot run away."
Yang Xiao's clone, with a black face, cursed angrily: "Fuck you, come on, this scripture is a treasure. I'll give it to you in exchange for book currency. Run as fast as you want. Don't worry about Xiao Bailong and Bajie. You can get the scripture first." Send it."
Is this the time to care about this? If Zhunti and Hui Hui are aware of it, they won't be able to send it back to his bookstore.
Tang Sanzang was stunned for a moment, his eyes brightened: "Baby, is it worth a lot of book money?"
"I don't know, it should be worth it. Don't talk nonsense. If someone notices the ink mark for a while, you can cry if you can't bring it back!"
Yang Xiao said unsurely, he was really unsure.
After hearing this, Tang Sanzang stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the burden stuffed with scriptures from Xiao Bailong's hand, and turned it into a stream of light and flew towards the horizon.
The confused Xiao Bailong and Zhu Bajie scratched their heads, wondering why the master had gone crazy.
Without thinking too much, several people hurriedly chased after him.
In the Sutra Collection Pavilion, after Tang Sanzang left for a while, he was sorting out the scriptures by burning lamps, and his expression changed slightly.
"Venerable Bai Xiong, go quickly, chase Tang Sanzang and the others back, and snatch back the scriptures they brought. They were given to the wrong ones."
A monk who was helping to organize the bookshelf on the side heard this, his expression changed, and he hurriedly left the Sutra Pavilion and chased outside Lingshan Mountain.
When Venerable Bai Xiong left, Ran Deng showed a strange smile and turned around to walk towards the Great Leiyin Temple.
The shop owner should be very satisfied with this gift, and it will definitely make him a member of the bookstore.
A moment later, inside the Daleiyin Temple, Ran Deng pretended to be panicked and reported the situation to Zhunti and Jie Yin's clones.
But what Ran Deng said was that he felt attacked by a mysterious force and was unconscious, so he gave the thing to Tang Sanzang by accident.
"The shop owner really didn't have good intentions in asking you to come back. It must have been him."
Zhunti's face was extremely ugly, and he glanced out with his spiritual consciousness.
Soon, Zhunti noticed Tang Sanzang running as fast as he could.
"What they are after is indeed the wordless scripture. Senior brother, let's go after them."
Gritting his teeth, Zhunti didn't care to say more, called for a guide and left the Great Leiyin Temple.
This wordless sutra was accidentally discovered in a cave by Tathagata not long after he became the Buddha. He went out to preach Buddhism.
Everyone can feel that there is a mysterious power in the scriptures, and they know that it is definitely not an ordinary thing.
It's just that everyone in the Buddhist sect couldn't figure it out after studying it for a long time, so they put it in the Sutra Pavilion, where it remains today.
Unexpectedly, the wordless scripture that their Buddhist sect regards as a treasure would be taken out.
And it is very likely that it will fall into the hands of the shop owner.
Zhunti had an inexplicable feeling that there was a high probability that the shop owner would find out the secrets hidden in the wordless scripture.
Although he himself also wanted to know the secrets in the wordless scripture, Zhunti knew that the shop owner had researched and there was a high possibility that he would not share it with them.
Especially now, they had not taken the initiative to take this scripture to the shop owner to study it, let alone share it with them.
Regardless, the text must be recovered.
"Come on, come on, Tang Sanzang, you are very fast. If you can run back first and the Buddhists come looking for you, my shop owner can definitely fight them back, saving you from having to fight."
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao's clone looked at the water mirror and said anxiously.
He knew that Jie Yin and Zhunti must have known about the Wordless Scripture being taken away at this moment.
Now, the two of them may have led the Buddhist people on their way to pursue them.
And there is also Venerable Baixiong, who has the strength of mid-stage quasi-sage.
This Venerable Baixiong is good at flying and will probably catch up with Tang Sanzang first.
"Tang Sanzang, hurry up, someone is chasing you from behind. Do you have any hot strips to show off your potential?"
Yang Xiao's clone anxiously transmitted the message, thinking that Tang Sanzang might not have it, so he asked the system to throw a bag to Tang Sanzang.
Tang Sanzang, who was running away, felt something appear in front of him and quickly grabbed it in his hand.
Seeing that it was spicy strips, Tang Sanzang tore open the bag without hesitation and swallowed the whole thing in his stomach.
As the spicy strips entered his stomach, a red breath came out and enveloped Tang Sanzang.
With an angry roar, Tang Sanzang's speed suddenly increased, several times faster than before.
"Damn it, Tang Sanzang is speeding up, senior brother, we also eat spicy strips."
Zhunti glanced at Tang Sanzang with his spiritual consciousness, and shouted when his expression changed.
He looked at Zhunti with a wry smile and said, "Even if we eat it, our speed will not increase several times. After all, we are just clones and we don't have that much potential."
"Asshole, let's go to the bookstore and ask for it. I don't believe that the shopkeeper is really unreasonable. Those are my Buddhist things."
Zhunti was furious and felt very depressed.
