Honghuang: The live broadcast of the opening game, let Tongtian do the multiple-choice questions

Su Mo smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and waited in peace while comprehending the law.

During this period, Honghuang was in a state of flying around.

The lamp was bounced back to Leiyin Temple by Su Mo's finger, in a panic.

Maitreya was caught up by Nuwa, not only did not catch the three of Cihang, but was also beaten to death by Nuwa on the spot, but this time he could not be revived.

And the state of Mount Sumeru is even worse.

By the time Hongjun and the Jieyin avatar rushed back to Mount Sumeru, the day lily was cold.

Immortal Yang Mei had already turned Mount Sumeru upside down, and then fled.

After Hongjun rescued the trapped Jieyin, he left directly. After being played by the immortal Yang Mei, his face was also dull.

After Jieyin and Zhunti counted the losses, they almost passed out, wishing they could go to Zixiao Palace to cry to Daozu again.

This time, the number of bodhisattvas and arhats wounded by Immortal Yang Mei alone accounted for half of Mount Sumeru.

And the treasure house in Mount Sumeru was dug out one by one by Immortal Yang Mei.

All kinds of natural and earthly treasures, panacea, and precious magic weapons were all swept away by the Immortal Yang Mei.

Fortunately, Jieyin and Zhunti had discussed that the treasures placed in the treasure house of Mount Sumeru only accounted for half of the treasures of the Western Cult, and the other half was carried by the two of them.

But even so, the two of them were still in great pain.

That is the accumulation of countless years of Western religion, half of it!

Now it's all cheaper, Yang Mei!

The Second Saint of the West gritted his teeth, wishing to take out the souls of the three of them, Immortal Yang Mei and Cihang, so as to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

This time, Western religion has lost both face and face.

Not only were the three of Cihang not caught, but their lair was also overturned.

For many years since the establishment of the Western Church, there has never been such a shame and humiliation!

The embarrassing and angry Second Saint of the West wanted to take revenge on the three Cihangs, but they couldn't even find them again.

As for Immortal Yang Mei, even if the two of them fought together, they might not be able to fight well, so what's the point of revenge?

After thinking about it, Jieyin and Zhunti could only grit their teeth and swallow the bad breath.

While resting and recuperating, he urged Ran Deng to leave before going to the East, and advised Tang Monk to set off westward to learn Buddhist scriptures as soon as possible.

It turned out that since the three of Cihang made troubles in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, Tang Taizong no longer cared about traveling westward to learn Buddhist scriptures.

The king of a country no longer pays attention to going west, let alone the people below?

Moreover, Tang Taizong also began to lead the clan and officials to worship the ancient sage Laozi, repeatedly emphasizing that the Li family of the Tang Dynasty is the descendant of Laozi.

What's even more strange is that after Tang Taizong paid homage to the sage Lao Tzu, purple air came [-] miles east that night, reflecting the entire city of Chang'an.

The vision from the sky is still so auspicious. Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty was naturally very happy. He built palaces all over the country to worship immortals and gods, and even rewarded many Taoists.

Under such circumstances, the entire Tang Dynasty began to form an atmosphere of discussing Taoism and cultivating Taoism. Whether they wanted it or not, dignitaries and dignitaries began to hold Taoist scriptures in their hands and study them.

After all, what is good at the top is effective at the bottom.

In such an atmosphere, how can the situation of Buddhist temples get any better?

Just a large area of ​​incense has been cut off, and many temples are unable to make ends meet, and it is almost impossible to maintain.

Tang Seng, who was about to go west to purify, was delayed because of this, busy with the affairs in the temple.

As for Ran Deng, who was repeatedly urged by the second sage of the Western Church, he was even more reluctant to come here.

That day Su Mo's big hand almost frightened Ran Deng.

Before leaving, Su Mo said again, how dare he come to Dongtu Datang again after burning the lamp for a while?

Due to the accumulation of many reasons, Tang Seng was unable to leave until Su Mo started the live broadcast.

Even Hongjun, who was far away in Zixiao Palace, secretly became anxious.

But fortunately, the day of Su Mo's live broadcast came again, diverting everyone's attention.

With the experience from last time, Su Mo deliberately asked the deity to leave the level on time and start the live broadcast.

[It is detected that 92 days have passed since the last live broadcast, and the live broadcast can be started again. 】

[Please host to choose the content of the live broadcast. 】

Su Mo smiled slightly, he had already planned in his mind.

System, live broadcast the mystery of Chen Xuanzang's life experience!

Chen Xuanzang is the layman's name of Tang Seng.

If we don't expose the conspiracy in this matter, how can we plant seeds in Tang Seng's heart?

As Su Mo's voice fell, the sound of the live broadcast also appeared in the ears of Honghuang people.

[Live question and answer will start soon. 】

Chapter 334 Tang Monk's Life Experience

As the notification sounded for the live broadcast, the barrage in the barrage area on the left side of the live light curtain suddenly began to grow crazily.

[Fear Liusun: Last time I was suffocated, but this time I can finally speak! 】

[Guang Chengzi: Speaking of which, a lot of great things have really happened in Honghuang recently! 】

[Patriarch Styx: Oh?This seat has been retreating and comprehending the profound method for the past few days. Just now, the boy told me to leave the customs. What happened recently? 】

[Zhao Gongming (Housing Manager): It can be said that the world has been turned upside down. 】

[Ancestor Kunpeng: Yes, Minghe, you missed a lot of big dramas. 】

[Patriarch Styx:?I have only been in seclusion for a hundred days, so I feel as if many extraordinary things have happened. 】

[Kong Xuan: This starts with a majestic purple aura. 】

[Lu Ya: A bloody case caused by the majestic purple energy! 】

[Yun Xiao: It’s just the majestic purple energy, isn’t it amazing? 】

Seeing the frenzied discussion on the bullet screen, Su Mo also smiled slightly.

The major events that happened in the prehistoric period during this period seem to have made everyone hold back for a long time.

The dazed Patriarch Styx hurried over to his disciples and asked what happened during this time.

After a moment.

[Patriarch Styx:? ? ? 】

[Patriarch Styx: The Ksitigarbha and Maitreya of the Western religion are both dead?The three of them actually betrayed the Western religion and entered the sect of Immortal Yang Mei?Mount Sumeru was destroyed again? 】

[Patriarch Styx: Why do I feel like I have been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years]

Patriarch Styx sent three barrages in a row, apparently already beyond shock.

[Cihang: Western religions do a lot of unrighteousness, and we have to blame ourselves. We worship under the master's door, but we only want to protect ourselves. 】

[Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun: Of course, if it wasn't forced by Western religions, we wouldn't be like this. 】

[Quantitative: Cihang!Manjusri!How dare you come out! 】

[Puxian Daoist: Why not? 】

【Yang Mei Daxian: Haha, you're right, why don't you dare, is it possible to ask you to have an opinion? 】

[Introduction: Yang Mei!If you act arrogantly, you will be punished by your teacher! 】

[Great Immortal Yang Mei: Hahahaha, Hongjun has to find me first! 】

[Hongjun: Yang Mei, don't go too far. 】

People watching the live broadcast looked at each other in blank dismay. It seemed that Yang Mei was indeed having a great time, and even Daozu Hongjun came out.

The live barrage was quiet for a moment before someone continued to post barrage.

[Bi Xiao: Speaking of which, is Tang Monk here now? Didn’t he originally want to learn scriptures from the West?Are you still going now? 】Written Literature

[Tang Seng: The little monk is here, because I made a big oath in front of the Buddha, the poor monk still has to go west, but because of the complexity of the world, I am really ashamed of the delay. 】

[Ancestor Kunpeng: Oh, we still have to go west. 】

[Kong Xuan: Monk, how can there be any scriptures in the west that can save all living beings? You might as well come to me to learn the scriptures, and I can give you pointers. 】

[Tang Seng: Thank you benefactor for your kindness, but if not, it would be a good thing for me to communicate with you. 】

【Qiong Xiao: Well, I think this monk doesn't believe so much in Western teaching nonsense now. 】

[Nuwa: Interesting, interesting, waiting for the monk to go through all kinds of hardships to the west, and don't know how he will feel. 】

【Yun Xiao: Your Majesty is in a good mood recently. 】

[Nuwa: That's natural, the emperor's mood is much more comfortable. 】

After all, Maitreya was dead this time.

【Houtu: Friends of Taoism can also come to the underworld to sit down if you have time, and we can also exchange some experiences. 】

[Nuwa: The emperor understands. 】

[Patriarch Styx: For some reason, I suddenly feel a chill down my back for Western religion. 】

【Lu Ya: Me too. 】

[Zhao Gongming (house manager): There are two kinds of people you should not mess with in the world, one is a saint, and the other is a woman. Western religions take up both. 】

[Sun Wukong: Why can't women be messed with?My grandson doesn't understand. 】

[Tianpeng: Brother Monkey, don’t care about these anymore]

Everyone was noisy, exchanging information and passing the time.

Seeing that the two saints were targeting themselves, everyone in the Western Church quickly died down and dived and pretended to be dead.

After a while, the live broadcast officially started.

On the live broadcast light curtain, a big city emerged, crowded with people.

[Zhao Gongming (housing manager): Why is it Chang'an City again? 】

The last time the Jinghe Dragon King died, it also started in Chang'an City, and everyone remembered it.

[Fear of Liusun: Could it be that this time you are talking about ordinary people again? 】

【Cihang: I don't know if this time I'm talking about the past or the future. 】

Several people were talking, and the content on the screen changed again.

A young man with a handsome face and high spirits, dressed in a big red robe and a black gauze cap, was riding a tall horse and was parading through the streets under the escort of a group of officials.

The people on both sides of the street craned their necks to watch, talking a lot.

It turned out that this person was the number one scholar in the modern subject handpicked by the current king of Tang Yubi. His surname was Chen, his name was Guangrui, and he was from Haizhou.

[Tang Seng: Isn't this the lay father of the little monk?Why is it here? 】

Everyone was taken aback, and asked questions one after another.

[Bi Xiao: Tang Seng, you said this is your biological father?Are you a monk? 】

[Tang Seng: The little monk also had an old story before he became a monk. 】

[Fear of staying grandson: Oh?Tang Seng, where are your parents now? 】

[Tang Seng: Xiaoseng's biological father is still alive, but his biological mother has passed away. 】

[Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun: How did Na Lingtang die?Can you tell me? 】

A group of people reacted quickly. They caught Tang Seng and started asking questions, trying to find some clues so as to gain an advantage in the subsequent answers.

Tang Seng didn't speak anymore, as if he didn't want to answer.

Everyone was a little frustrated and continued to focus on the live broadcast.

I saw that Xinke champion Lang was riding a horse and parading through the street, very happy and happy.

He was walking in front of a colorful building, but was seen by a young lady.