MM Racing Chapter 372 The Cemetery is Too Expensive to Die
Chapter 372 The Cemetery is Too Expensive to Die
"That year, the cemetery was too expensive. I was just a fireman in the temple and couldn't afford to die, so I had no choice but to embark on the path of cultivation."
Uh... I just said it casually, but there is actually a story about Tsongkhapa.
"The Buddha said: When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out. Since you have become a monk, why should you care about your body?"
The Three Treasures waved their hands and a bolt of lightning struck Tsongkhapa.
Damn, can we have a good chat?
Tsongkhapa was filled with hatred for this. It was not like he had not attacked Sanbao before, and the little Taoist priest had no way of avoiding him. However, as soon as his soul power entered the other party's sea of consciousness, he immediately lost contact with him and could not control it at all.
"At that time, I had not yet practiced cultivation. I was just one of the millions of ordinary people. I was buried in peace. Do you understand?"
I understand! I understand it very well. Burying animals in peace is a custom passed down from ancient times. Even after an animal dies, the tribe will dig a hole to bury its body. How could I, as a human, not know this?
"Being buried in the ground is a common belief. Don't you Buddhists cremate people? Aren't relics formed after cremation?"
"Those are Buddha and great monks who have achieved enlightenment. Only when their merits are perfect can they form relics. How can a fireman like me be qualified to cremate them?"
Uh... cremation requires qualifications.
"Tsk, what's wrong with burning fire? You have firewood, so what? You can just cremate yourself."
Uh... that's fine too.
Tsongkhapa was stunned. Why didn't he think of it at the beginning? No, it's not right. I'm not dead, why should I burn myself to death? Besides, the incarnation of a great monk is a relic. His soul will be reincarnated and he will still be a great monk after reincarnation.
"At that time, I thought, since I don't have money to buy a cemetery, why not find a beautiful place with mountains and rivers as my own cemetery and prepare the cemetery coffin in advance."
"This is a good idea, and you don't have to pay."
"I left the monastery in the Central Plains and traveled thousands of miles, finally arriving at the sparsely populated Tibetan Plateau. Haha, I am destined to be alive in the Tang Dynasty..."
As Tsongkhapa was speaking, he suddenly shut up and woke up with a start; he almost let the cat out of the bag.
"What?"
"Tangshan!"
Damn, there is Tangshan in your Wusizang!
That's Tangshan, Hebei, okay? Are you bullying me for not knowing geography? This world is almost the same as the previous life except for the different plates, the place names are almost the same.
However, there is a place in the U-Tsang Plateau that begins with the word "Tang". Although I don't know anything else about Sanbao, I know it very well as Tanggula, thanks to a song.
The white snow is the most picturesque scenery.
The morning nectar gathers into this bowl of butter tea.
A scent of fragrance in the sky, a galloping horse in the distance,
I want to express it to you with my singing
Oh Tanggula my love,
The thousand-year-old ice is a myth of love!
Myth! This place, which begins with the Chinese character "唐", is Tanggula Mountain.
"Tangshan is Tangshan, why are you in such a hurry? It's just a chance to start practicing."
Sanbao instantly absorbed the divine piercing technique that Tsongkhapa launched in a rage and refined it into his own vital energy.
"Humph, the world is so big, and I only have a tomb for my body. It's just a tiny place and buried deep underground. You won't be able to find it."
It seems that this guy really has a backup plan. Knowing that he can't survive the heavenly tribulation, it is impossible that he didn't make preparations to save his life. We have to look for this carefully. Even with the spiritual energy exhausted, he was still able to practice to the point of ascension and was reluctant to come out with his physical body. It should be a space with abundant spiritual energy.
"I can't find it. I can't find it. Even if I find the cemetery, I won't be a tomb robber."
Because of their different identities, tomb robbers also have to dig up the monks' caves. Mortal tombs are filled with gold, silver, and jewelry, and are filled with the smell of copper coins.
"Baby, are you fighting or chatting?"
Jueluo Yanran and the other person were having a hard time controlling the golden bell and jade drum, as these things consumed a lot of soul power.
"Beat him! How can I allow such an evil lama to stay in the world and bully others?"
"In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak. Besides, I am only devouring my own descendants. If the people do not sue me and the officials do not investigate me, how can I be considered an evil monk?"
Uh... what you said makes a lot of sense. I have the final say over my child. No one else can hold me accountable as a family member of the deceased except you.
"Damn it, baby, I can't help it anymore, I need to kill this evil lama immediately."
"Yes, baby. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs."
Hu Maner is a ten-thousand-year-old fox demon who has experienced a lot, but she has never seen such a shameless person.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. I can only send lightning strikes one by one. This guy has no physical body and cannot cast spells. Soul attacks are just food for me. I will kill him sooner or later.”
“Hahahaha, the reason why I didn’t turn into ashes after being split in two is because my soul changed. It has two heads like a conjoined twin, and the thunder just happened to separate them.”
Damn...how could this happen?
Tsongkhapa's words stunned everyone. This was too much of a coincidence.
"Although the separated souls are not complete, they are still at the saint level. The self-detonation of the soul that merged with Kezhujie did not kill you. It was a mistake in my calculation. I will not make the same mistake this time."
Uh... so there is no other trick.
"Hey, old man, stop struggling. I'm telling you the truth. Any soul attack is useless to me."
Sanbao was very curious about how Tsongkhapa cultivated himself to the level of a saint. He was just a fire-headed monk who could not afford to die, and he would not believe it unless he was killed by someone else.
"That's true. I've noticed it a long time ago."
Tsongkhapa did not expect that there were people immune to soul attacks, but he was not completely without means of counterattack. It was just that Gendun Zhuba's resentment was too deep, filling his entire soul, and could not be dissolved for a while, which hindered the exercise of his thoughts and he could only passively take the attack.
"Baby, hurry up and kill him. I can't hold on any longer."
Controlling the golden bell and jade drum uses soul power. Even if the two of them have refined magic weapons, Jueluo Yanran and Hu Maner cannot afford the consumption, so they send a message to urge Sanbao.
"This old guy's soul defense is too strong. No wonder he survived after being split in half by lightning."
Sanbao was also a little depressed. Not to mention the soul attack of the Golden Bell and Jade Drum, which could severely damage the soul of a saint. In theory, the output of the thunder was enough to destroy the soul of a saint.
"How about we gather all the people in the semi-saint realm and attack them together like we did with the soul-binding chain!"
Hu Maner thought about it and realized that a section of the soul-binding chain of the Heavenly Dao rules had been intercepted by everyone. She didn't believe that Tsongkhapa's soul defense could surpass the Heavenly Dao rules.
"It's useless. This guy definitely has a great opportunity. Even the thunder can only slowly consume his soul power. More people will have the same effect."
Despite saying so, Sanbao still transferred those who were at the semi-saint level in the cave out of the cave, and launched various soul attacks on Tsongkhapa's spirit, while Patriarch Hunyuan was ordered to take control of the gourd bottle and the Hunyuan golden bowl.
"What do you want to do, kid?"
After Patriarch Hunyuan took over the control of the magic weapon, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Just keep an eye on him. I don't believe that I can't destroy his spirit."
After saying this, Sanbao got into the flying boat, gave the command and automatically returned to Shambhala, then disappeared in a flash.
Uh... when did this kid get a magic weapon for traveling? It looks like a big bird egg, but aren’t all his resources in the Hunyuan Pearl? Where is he thinking of finding reinforcements?
Patriarch Hunyuan and everyone else looked at Zhao Sanbao in confusion, then he got into the flying boat and disappeared without a trace.
“So he really found it…”
Yu'er fluttered her wings and muttered to herself that she had been searching for these flying boats for thousands of years but had found nothing.
"What did you find?"
Shuang Chengcheng, who never grew up, sat on her back and asked with some confusion.
"It's the strange egg that Sanbao entered. This thing was in the place where I lived before. I saw it by accident and later told Sanbao about it. I didn't expect that he got it."
"Oh, such a treasure, why didn't you tell me earlier."
Shuang Chengcheng patted Snow Eagle and complained a little.
"I've been searching for thousands of years and still can't find it. Are your eyes as good as mine?"
Uh...no.
Not everyone can see things thousands of miles away.
"Hehe, when it comes to luck and chance, there is no one in the world who is more blessed than you."
Queen Mother of the West and Cai'er were also on the back of the Snow Eagle. They knew very well about Sanbao's good fortune. They had originally wanted to take advantage of Sanbao's luck to ascend to the fairyland as soon as possible and reunite with their sister. They just didn't expect to sacrifice themselves and become Taoist companions.
"Second Miss, is that little pervert really as evil as you say?"
"How else would I have discovered you?"
"Tsk, that was me who showed up on my own initiative. That little pervert caused an avalanche that swept away all the ice and snow at the cave entrance, and almost exposed Master's body."
"Sister...your master will become your baby's Taoist partner sooner or later, and then he will be your master's grandfather."
"What! Second Miss, this is not possible. I absolutely disagree!"
Shuang Chengcheng jumped up from the back of the Snow Eagle and stomped her little feet in protest. She absolutely could not call him "Master".
"Hurry back to the cave!"
Just when Shuang Chengcheng was about to refute, Sanbao had already returned in the flying boat, took everyone into the cave, and pressed the launch button.
"Haha, old monster, take my bullet!"