Chapter 937: Because the great master cannot insult me, the Buddha cannot be insulted, so the poor monk gave it to...
"Seeking death!!!"
With the roar of the inspiration king, it was dark outside the door. The demonic mist, like stirred muddy water, surged up crazily.
The next second,
As the demonic mist surged, a big black hand like a cattail fan suddenly appeared from the door, Directly grab Tang San Burial on the altar!
Obviously,
the inspiration king of Lao Shizi wanted to crush the monk Tang San to death!
But,
At the moment when the hand was about to grab San Zang’s head, San Zang resisted the urge to vomit, dodged away, and picked up the Nine Rings hidden behind him. Tin stick,
Woo——
Duang!
The tin staff broke through the air and made a dull buzzing sound, and then hit the big hand that was transformed into the black demonic mist. After hearing the sounds of 'bang, dang' and 'ouch, shit' sounded at the same time,
The big hand transformed by the black mist burst into pieces on the spot!
The next second,
before the demonic mist exploded completely, the monkey hiding on the door burst into laughter, jumped down, and swung the big stick in front of him. The black mist!
Bang!
There was a muffled sound,
The black mist outside the door shook, and instantly turned into a black demonic wind, rushing towards the Tongtian River, leaving only a frustrated and angry voice that spread throughout the place. Fang Xukong——
“The hateful Chenjiazhuang man, I will protect him We are rich, they provide boys and girls, and now they want to plot against this king, and I must make you pay the price!"
As the voice sounded, along with the restlessness coming from Chenjiazhuang in the distance, The Inspiration Dawang Temple shrouded in endless darkness a moment ago,
Quickly restored to its previous appearance!
The only difference
is that there is a pungent fish smell in the air, there are a few fish scales on the ground at the door, and there is a pool of scarlet, extremely fishy blood!
Then,
San Zang, with a gloomy face, strode out of the Inspiration King Temple. Behind him, there was a monkey with red eyes and a murderous intention all over his body!
Looking at the direction in which the Inspiration King was escaping, the monkey said with a gloomy look on his face, extremely unhappy:
"Master, this monster is not very strong, but it is very vigilant, and its body is slimy. The stick I just hit, Seventy percent of the power has been removed!"
"Be a teacher! I know!”
San Zan glanced at the mucus on the nine-ring tin stick, shook it off, and then said coldly: “Although the adults in Chenjiazhuang died innocently, those children are innocent. The monster can’t be let go!”
Speaking of this,
San Zan frowned, turned to look at the monkey behind him and asked, "Why hasn't Bajie come back yet?"
"Hehe..."
The monkey laughed casually after hearing this: "This Idiot, I don’t know what you’re doing again!”
< br>"Master, Master..."
Just after the monkey finished speaking, Zhu Bajie's hurried voice suddenly came from the distance, and then the shadow of a pig flashed in front of Sanzang, and Zhu Bajie, with his mouth full of fangs, Appear before them,
Then,
Zhu Bajie gasped and said: "Master is not good, the people from Chenjiazhuang are coming with their guys!"
"Hmph!"
< br>After hearing this, Sanzang snorted coldly and said angrily: "Don't worry about them. You can follow the master and arrest the King of Inspiration, Lao Shizi. This monster will not be spared!"
"Ah? Ah!"
Zhu Bajie didn't turn around for a while. When he came to his senses, his expression changed drastically and he hurriedly said: "Master, how can I catch that thing hiding in the Tongtian River?"
Three Burials Then he said without looking back: "The teacher has his own clever plan!"< br>
......
After a while,
the three masters and disciples returned to the Tongtian River again. Looking at the endless Tongtian River, San Buran straightened his clothes. Kasaya said to the monkey on the side:
"Wukong, go and lure that monster out!"
"Master, don't worry!"
After hearing this, the monkey grinned and took out his big stick. Longer, thicker, bigger -
It also becomes harder!
Next second,
The monkey dragged his big stick with both hands, his eyes were red as if he had reached the critical point of explosion. Looking at the big wave in front of him, the moment his waist and horse became one, he directly raised the stick and laughed loudly -
" Monster, give me a stick!”
“Wahahahaha...hahahaha...”
Boom!
As the monkey exerted its strength, the moment the big stick entered the water, the originally calm Tongtian River suddenly turned into huge waves. It was obviously a river,
But it seemed like there was a tsunami!
Many fish and shrimps rose into the sky with the big waves, and were either strangled to death by the force or beaten to death by the waves!
In short, when the huge waves fell into the water again, a layer of fish carcasses was already floating on the water that was rushing and had not yet completely calmed down!
The next second,
a dark demonic aura suddenly appeared on the water that was not yet calm. Along with the appearance of monstrous murderous intent, the temperature nearby dropped by ten times out of thin air. How many times!
At this time,
What San Zan and others didn’t know was that when the monkey’s iron rod entered the water, the faces of everyone in Chenjiazhuang, who were carrying shovels and rakes in the distance, changed drastically.
Then they all left in despair!
Because at this time,
While the demonic energy surged on the Tongtian River, San Zan looked at Zhu Bajie with strange eyes, watching Zhu Bajie holding the jade purification bottle seized in Pingding Mountain with a tangled look on his face.
San Zan Shuang He raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Bajie, if you feel embarrassed, just let me come. The person I dislike the most is , is to force others to do things they don’t like to do!”
After that, Sanzang put his hand into his arms, looked at Zhu Bajie and asked: “Bajie, you! Is it difficult?”
“Not difficult, not difficult...”
When Zhu Bajie saw San Zan's hand extending into his arms, his face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and his huge head turned into a rattle, and he quickly explained -
"Master, you are thinking too much. Master gives this disciple the opportunity to slay demons. Disciple, I can’t thank you enough. How could I feel embarrassed? "
After saying that,
Zhu Bajie put the tight band on his head as if he was afraid of being buried in the third place. He directly raised the jade purification bottle in his hand and pointed it at the head that had just emerged. The King of Inspiration,
Shouted loudly: "The King of Inspiration!"
Immediately afterwards,
The furious King of Inspiration roared subconsciously: "I am here, knowing that I am..."
Whoosh!
A golden-red light flashed across, and the Inspiration King, whose neck was so heavy that he emerged from the water, was directly sucked into the jade purification bottle that the old man forgot to take away!
……
At the same time,
South China Sea!
“Not good!”
Just when the monkey smashed the Tongtian River, Master Guanyin, who was in trance, felt a burst of heart palpitations, and finally woke up from trance.
I suddenly felt a sign of impending disaster!
After counting with his fingers,
Master Guanyin's face instantly became extremely embarrassed, and then he didn't even bother to dress up, so he hurriedly used his escape technique and headed straight for the Tongtian River!
A moment later,
Guanyin suddenly appeared in front of San Zang’s master and disciple. Before he could speak, Tang San Zang pointed at the seven-ripe big goldfish in front of him,
He said with a face full of anger and righteous indignation: "Master, after the disciple surrendered this monster, he actually said without shame that it attained enlightenment and became a spirit in the master's lotus pond!"
"How can a poor monk not know that a great master is compassionate? Besides, if he really became a spirit in the great master's lotus pond, he must be a good demon. How could he live by eating people?"
"Originally, The poor monk still wanted to be kind to him, but after seeing this monster slandering the great master, if it spread to the ears of others, how could the image of the great master exist? As a member of the Buddhist sect, how could the poor monk sit idly by? "
“So in order to teach it a lesson, the poor monk roasted it directly and let it know the true meaning that a great master cannot be insulted and I, the Buddha, cannot be insulted. I hope it will be a good fish in the next life!”
Speaking of this,
Sanzang looked at Master Guanyin, who had been trying to interrupt but could not, and his mouth was bleeding with anger, and asked sincerely:
"Master, I wonder if what the poor monk did is right? Please ask the master to clarify..."
(End of this chapter)