I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Tang Ku didn't feel confused, because the martial arts he practiced in his previous life was Vajra Zen!

In fact, this technique should be the cultivation version of the Shaolin Temple's Vajra Indestructible Divine Art. It is more than a hundred times stronger than that technique. This technique has ten levels. With each level you master, your physical fitness and strength will improve significantly. Especially after you reach the real tenth level, resisting the heavenly calamity will be a piece of cake!

Tang Ku tried to break through to the Wu Sui Xu Kong realm when he was practicing to the ninth level, but was eventually killed by thunder. If he had practiced to the tenth level at that time, the consequences would still be unknown.

What's going on now? The system determines that he has exceeded two integer points in a row. Does it mean that his defense has broken through 10 points and 20 points?

And then he was rewarded with the power of ten levels of Vajra Zen?

How could this not surprise him!

This means that every time you break through an integer point, you may get a reward. As for what the reward is, it is not clear yet, but judging from the current momentum, it will definitely be a good reward!

but……

The monk touched his bald head and smiled bitterly, "I shouldn't have been so impulsive just now. I added all of it to defense. Otherwise, maybe other attributes would surprise me..."

He basically threw away a good opportunity. He really needs to change his impulsive habit!

"After all, the situation is unclear right now, so it's a bit too hasty to go to Heaven or the Underworld now. I'd better go back to the human world first to see if anything has happened in Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty..."

Perhaps it was the sense of belonging in Tang Xuanzang's heart. Tang Ku thought about it and then set off to fly towards Chang'an.

In fact, flying was not unfamiliar to him. In order to return to the West to report on his work, he had flown this distance with the Four Heavenly Kings, so he was very familiar with the route.

However, his flying speed is much slower. After all, his speed cannot be compared with that of a pervert like Sun Wukong.

It took him about a whole day to return to Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty. It was already night in Chang'an. According to the Tang Dynasty law, there must be a curfew at night. There was no one in the entire city except for the patrolling soldiers.

However, just because everything is fine in Chang'an City doesn't mean that everything is fine in the suburbs outside the city!

Tang Ku finally understood why Sun Wukong was so sensitive to the breath of demons and ghosts. In fact, the real power of his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils lies in distinguishing the true form of demons, and discovering demons and ghosts mainly depends on his own sensitivity to these demons and ghosts!

Now, Tang Ku's physical body has become a Buddha, and he can now fully sense alien auras such as demonic energy.

Outside Chang'an City, it seemed as if a layer of black fog had risen, and the surroundings were filled with gloomy and ghostly aura, as if the entire Chang'an was surrounded.

However, these ghostly auras seemed to have encountered some obstacle, or were blocked by the city walls of Chang'an, unable to get beyond the limit!

"Chang'an City is shrouded in dragon energy. The Tang Dynasty's fortune still exists, so these ghosts and the like cannot enter the city. As for the people outside the city... well, it seems that as long as they are citizens of the Tang Dynasty, they will be protected by this aura and will not be invaded by external evil. The only place that has been invaded... is here!"

Tang Ku saw the problem at a glance, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of the house in an instant.

This place can be called a mansion outside the city. Compared with the low bungalows around it, there are actually several two-story buildings here. It looks like a wealthy family. Tang Xuanzang's memory tells him that he has actually been to this mansion!

This is the home of Liu Quan, the man who helped Li Shimin deliver northern melons to the underworld!

His family was already very wealthy, and because of his great achievements, he was awarded unparalleled honors. Therefore, he was granted by the emperor to build a house here, and he became the richest man in the local village.

However, I didn't expect that this place had already become spooky and extremely scary under the cover of night.

However, Tang Ku walked into the courtyard without thinking and looked around.

There was no movement around, but a thick fog gradually rose. There seemed to be something moving back and forth in the fog, making a hissing sound.

"Haha, it'll be easy if there's any movement!"

Although he couldn't see what was in the fog, he remained fearless and walked towards the inner hall.

However, just as he took a few steps, a strong evil spirit attacked him from behind. Without thinking, Tang Ku turned around and grabbed it.

"Squeak!"

A certain creature let out a scream as soon as he touched it. Tang Ku felt that it had a coat of hard hair. It should be an animal like a mouse. He suddenly caught it in front of him and couldn't help laughing. He said, "Oh, yellow-skinned creature? A wild immortal like you dares to stroke the tiger's beard. Do you really think I'm a weak chicken?"

The yellow-skinned creature showed a look of fear, just like a human, and struggled to escape. Unexpectedly, Tang Ku sneered and said, "I can let you go, but you have to go and invite the owner of this place out for me to see... Haha, don't say you don't know, I can sense a strong ghostly aura here. This thing is different from demonic aura. If it weren't a lonely ghost that had been wandering around for many years, I'm afraid it wouldn't reach this level!"

The yellow-skinned man didn't answer, but struggled desperately. Tang Ku couldn't help but sneer: "If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the penalty..."

As he said this, Tang Ku pretended to crush the yellow-skinned man to death.

"Master, you are a monk. Aren't you afraid of breaking the precept of not killing?"

A sinister voice suddenly appeared, causing Tang Ku to loosen his grip instantly. He turned around and looked over, laughing. "If I didn't do this, would you come out? Don't forget, these are all your little brothers!"

Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a pale face, dressed like a wealthy man, and behind him stood a row of maids and servants with the same expressions.

"Amitabha, Mr. Liu Quan, why did you become like this?"

Tang Ku clasped his hands together and asked softly.

"You ask me, but who should I ask?"

She seemed somewhat helpless towards this person. "That day, I was celebrating my second son's full moon when a sudden gust of cold wind came... When I woke up, my whole family had become like this! Perhaps because I've visited the underworld before, I can sense its changes. The underworld... has changed!"

"How is it changing? Can you sense it?"

Tang Ku frowned slightly.

"I don't know. I just feel... empty inside after becoming a ghost, as if something is missing. I thought I would be reincarnated after death, but unexpectedly I became a lonely ghost trapped here. I am still confused and can't figure out what happened. Since no one knows what happened here, I had to capture some foxes and rats to help us find some offerings and incense to comfort this ghost body!"

Liu Quan sighed, "Master, you are a living Buddha. Do you know what is going on?"

Tang Ku couldn't help but put his hands together and said with a wry smile: "The Living Buddha is real, but I am probably the only Buddha in this world!"