Chapter 925: King of the Wuji Kingdom, the poor monk calls you, do you dare to agree?

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"Wukong, are the two monsters you killed before really the Supreme Laojun's furnace boy?"

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After the essence was gone and the Duobao golden body was melted into golden lumps, San Buran sat on the hillside of Pingding Mountain, looking at Zhu Bajie who was setting fire.

Asked Sun Wukong curiously!

At this time,

Sun Wukong grinned and said: "Master, those two little Taoist boys who took advantage of others trained me for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, and they made me suffer a lot. I definitely believe that they are right!"

Speaking of which,

The monkey tilted his head and said to himself: "What makes me, Old Sun, strange is, when did Duobao become so strong? Can he seriously injure Taishang Laojun with one palm?"

Hearing this,

Tang Sanzian asked curiously: "Tai Shang Lao Jun is an alchemist. Is he stronger than the golden lump in the west...the golden body of my Buddha?"

"Master, I don't know. Although Taishang Laojun is good at refining elixirs, his strength is indeed among the best in the three realms. How should I put it..."

After the monkey thought for a while, he said seriously: "If Duobao Tathagata and the three great masters join forces, Laojun may suffer a small loss, but if it is one-on-one, none of them will belong to Laojun." opponent!"

"Oh? So strong!"

After hearing this, San Zang glared and took a breath of cool air from Pingding Mountain. Then he said to himself: "It seems that my decision to go west to defeat the Buddha's Imprisonment Sutra is a very correct thing!"

Speaking of which,

San Zang couldn't help but imagine that if he had originally thought of being beaten to Lihentian, the grass on his grave would probably be a foot high now!

I really can't tell,

The man who was covered in white and smelled like medicine was so terrifying!

Horrible, terrible!

Just when San Zang was thinking wildly, Zhu Bajie had burned Pingding Mountain to the ground, and soon the master and the disciple continued their journey.

at the same time,

The vixen hiding in the back mountain of Pingding Mountain waited for another three days after hearing that the three burials and the others had left, and then led a group of little demons to the lotus cave on the top of the mountain.

Mulu said sadly: "My two children, my poor children, were killed by the monkey like this. What's even more hateful is that the mother can't avenge her children!"

At this time,

The little demon on the side suddenly came up and said: "Old lady, there are no purple, gold, red gourds and jade bottles in the cave. I think they were taken away by the monkey head!"

boom!

When the vixen heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning. He stood there motionless for a long time.

After a while,

He actually lay on the ground heartbroken and started crying!



at the same time,

The three masters and apprentices, who had already walked out of Pingding Mountain, were sitting on the edge of a narrow path, quietly looking at the two treasures in front of them——

Purple gold red gourd and jade purification bottle!

At this time,

Zhu Bajie said with a sad face: "Brother Monkey, why did you bring this hot potato?"

"oh?"

The monkey thought for a moment and then asked: "Is this thing some kind of incredible treasure?"

"That is……"

After Zhu Bajie made a sound, he pointed at the purple, gold and red gourd and said, "This gourd is used by the Supreme Saint to hold elixirs, and this bottle is used by the Supreme Saint to hold water!"

After saying that,

Before Sanzang and Monkey could react, Zhu Bajie continued to explain: "These are the saint's treasures. Even if the saint is alive, he cannot give up such a big treasure casually!"

Speaking of which,

Zhu Bajie is even more worried!

It's done,

I have completely drawn a clear line between myself and the human religion!

Thinking of this,

Zhu Bajie is a little bit broken!

but,

San Zang and Monkey on the side looked excited, especially San Zang, who gently stroked the big gourd and said to himself:

"Who are you really calling in? A baby that can turn into pus in a matter of seconds??"

"almost!"

Zhu Bajie covered his big face with both hands and said with a groan: "It is said that this gourd is an innate gourd. It has a great origin and contains both yin and yang. No one can hold it!"

Hearing this,

Tang San was immediately interested. He picked up the gourd with great interest, pointed it in the direction of the west sky, and shouted loudly: "I Buddha Tathagata, this poor monk calls you, do you dare to agree?"

Duobao Tathagata who is having a headache:...

Ananda: ...

Kassapa: This reincarnation of Jin Chanzi has a crooked mind, right?

Sun Wukong:......

Zhu Bajie:......

Di Xin:......



After a while,

Zhu Bajie looked at San Zang, who looked uninterested, and then said with a slumped face: "Master, it's too far, we have to face each other!"

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Sanzong became interested again. He pointed the mouth of the gourd at Zhu Bajie, showed a kind and kind smile, and said softly: "Pig..."

Whoosh!

After the lightning sound sounded, a wisp of dust turned into an earth dragon that quickly spread into the distance, and then Zhu Bajie's voice came from very far away——

"Master, I'm going to go ahead and see if there are any monsters!"

now,

The monkey looked at San Zang who pointed the mouth of the gourd at him, silently took out his big treasure, and calmly looked at San Zang who was about to open his mouth!

The next second,

San Zan put away the gourd with an expressionless face and said loudly: "Monkey, why don't you pack your luggage and hurry up!"



Three months later,

Everyone came to the Black Chicken Country!

This is a medium-sized country, the king is a good king, the country is peaceful with singing and dancing, and Buddhism is also respected here, so after the arrival of the third burial,

He was respectfully invited to the royal temple!

"Elder, elder..."

That night,

Tang Sanzang was sleeping when he was suddenly awakened by some sound. After listening carefully, it seemed that there was a beggar calling blindly outside.

This made San Zang, who was already getting out of bed, furious. He jumped out of bed, stared at a pair of bloody eyes as big as copper bells, and walked out murderously with a nine-ringed tin staff.

but,

Just as he walked to the door, San Zang was suddenly stunned!

grass,

Why is there a person floating outside the door?

Sensing something was wrong, San Zang took a closer look at the other party. After discovering that the other party turned out to be Ah Piao, the blood in his eyes became a little richer.

At this time,

I just heard the man standing on the dry well say with a sad face: "Elder, help me, elder, help me!"

"Amitabha, how can a poor monk save the benefactor if he is already dead?"

Tang Sanzian looked at the other party somewhat unkindly, still feeling annoyed that the other party disturbed his sleep, and at the same time he added:

"Could it be that the donor wants to let the poor monk help him to be saved?"

"No no no..."

Seeing San Zang coming up with a stick, the ghost quickly waved his hand and explained in a panic:

"Elder, in the past few years, only the elders have been able to see me. I have no choice but to ask for help from the elders. I am the king of the Black Chicken Kingdom. I am chirping and chirping... That's it. So I ask the elders to help me!"

"Bah!"

San Buran held the nine-ring tin staff in his hand, raised his sword eyebrows, looked at the other party and said fiercely: "You say you are a king, you are a king. How can this poor monk know that you are not telling lies? Are you deliberately deceiving this poor monk?"

"That……"

The ghost was a little confused when he heard it. After a while, his face showed sorrow, and he bowed and said: "Then what method can the elders use to verify the true identity of this king?"

"Speaking of ways, there is indeed one!"

San Zan rubbed his chin and said to himself: "Wait a moment while the poor monk gets a treasure!"

Saying,

San Buran returned to the house, took out the red gourd of funds, pulled out the stopper and pointed it at the soul. He looked upright but said warily:

"You said you are the king of the Wuji Kingdom. If the poor monk calls you, do you dare to agree? If not, the poor monk will definitely break up the ghost like you today!"

"Elder, just call me!"

"King of the Black Chicken Kingdom!"

"Why!"

Whoosh...

A black light was sucked into the gourd. Sanzang looked at the gourd and blinked. After a moment, he showed a helpless and flustered expression!

Suffered,

This gourd only knows the formula for sucking people in, but as for the formula for pouring people out——

Don’t you know, poor monk? !

The king of the Wuji Kingdom has been proven to be true, but he will turn into pus in a moment...

In this case, let's not talk about the fact that he was framed and killed by his sworn brother. First, let's talk about how to save Hun'er now?

what to do?

Waiting online,

urgent!