While Tianpeng was drinking fairy wine from a large bowl with three old friends in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Sun Wukong, who was far away from the capital of Chechi Kingdom, had murderous intentions.

A certain Taoist disciple noticed that Sun Wukong had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and had a thunderous face, which was not like a kind person.

However, before the Xuanmen disciples could question him clearly, they saw the Ruyi Golden Cudgel crashing down on his head. How could the Xuanmen disciples, who were only in the realm of Qi training, be able to block the stick used by Dayu when he measured water?

Under Sun Wukong's blow, the Xuanmen disciple who had only picked up the realm died on the spot.

Tang Sanzang was quite moved when he saw Sun Wukong being aroused to murderous intentions by someone's words. The monkey's murderous nature was indeed a bit serious. Although they were not afraid of trouble, it was still not good after all for getting into trouble for nothing.

"Someone come quickly!"

"Someone come quickly!"

"Monkeys kill people!"

"Someone is coming quickly! Someone is coming quickly!"

The Taoist disciples who were patrolling the river took up the flying sword, drove the sword high in the sky, and shouted at the top of their lungs.

Dozens of Xuanmen disciples above the river were holding flying swords and forcing themselves towards Sun Wukong. Under the flying sword light, Sun Wukong could not be seen to make the slightest move.

Sun Wukong sneered: "A group of clowns dare to say shameful things in front of me, they are looking for death."

The Ruyi Golden Cudgel swept away, and the corpses of the Xuanmen disciples who rushed forward with flying swords flew hundreds of feet upside down.

Sha Wujing looked at Sun Wukong who was filled with murderous intentions, shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, but what can he do?

Even he is nothing more than a puppet of His Majesty in the thirty-third heaven.

After Tang Sanzang proclaimed the name of Buddha, he said: "Wukong, just save these people, there is no need to kill them all."

After all, this is Xuanmen's territory. On Xuanmen's territory, provoking Xuanmen like this is not necessarily a good thing.

After all, after the disaster of Journey to the West, it is most important to go to Mount Sumeru instead of wasting time here.

Sun Wukong turned around and stared at Tang Sanzang with cold eyes, and said: "Monk, I will give you face, but you must also give me face. I hate people calling me monkey the most. I have a name and a surname. I don't want to change my name. I don't want to change my surname."

, called Sun Wukong."

At this moment.

The practitioners of these sects under the Xuanmen branch finally felt that something was wrong. The monkey was called Sun Wukong. Isn't that the same monkey who was suppressed by Duobao Tathagata, the leader of the eight hundred sects of the Western religion?

It's easy to figure it out, but the hard part is how to escape.

"You are Sun Wukong!"

"Let's go and report it to the Imperial Master!"

...

Without waiting for the remaining Xuanmen disciples to react, Sun Wukong rushed forward and swept the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in all directions. These Xuanmen disciples, whose cultivation realm was at most the realm of Yuanshen, were naturally difficult to resist.

On the other hand, the eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect who were popular in the past and were now doing hard labor have long since worshiped the monkey who saved them as a god.

"I'm a poor monk who was originally from the Che Chi Kingdom. I'm the host of Fayuan Temple. I'd like to thank you, the Immortal, for saving me from this sea of ​​suffering."

Faming, the abbot of Fayuan Temple, heard it true just now that the master behind the monkey is definitely a disciple of the Eight Hundred Side Sect of the Western Sect.

After all, these days, except for the eight hundred Western sects, not many people will proclaim the Buddha's name.

Therefore, it must be the seniors of the eight hundred sects of the Western Sect who sent people to rescue them. Fa Ming, who was wishful thinking, didn't care about his hungry stomach, and ran all the way to where Tang San was hiding, and fell to his knees with a thump.

"May I ask the Master, where does his magic number come from?"

Tang Sanzang looked at the eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect who were kneeling in front of him, and said calmly: "The poor monk came from the Immortal Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty and wants to go to Mount Xumi in the West to obtain the true scriptures."

Although Tang Sanzang had no good impression of the eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect who were kneeling on the ground, he did not have any ill intentions.

I just feel that what Che Chiguo did was indeed a bit excessive.

"It turns out he is a mage from the Immortal Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty! I hope Master Sanzang will come to my rescue. The king of the Chechi Kingdom listened to the words of three monsters and persecuted the eight hundred sects of our Western religion.

I hope Master Tripitaka will make the decision for us!"

now.

The tens of thousands of disciples from the eight hundred sects of the Western Sect who had been repairing the river earlier threw away the tools in their hands and knelt down on the river.

He burst into tears and cried: "I hope Master Sanzang will seek justice for us!"

Tang Sanzang saw a large group of people kneeling on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in his heart. He said: "Chechi Kingdom is about to become a battlefield where gods and gods compete. You'd better leave as soon as possible and run for your lives!"

"

Practitioners in the realm of Daluo Jinxian may know what exactly caused the disaster in Journey to the West?

But practitioners under Da Luo, even if they stand at the pinnacle of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, are still as confused as a two-foot-long monk.

Therefore, they will become a thorn in the flesh of a large number of immortals.

Fa Ming's face suddenly changed, and he said in panic: "Master Sanzang! Those three national masters of Chechi Kingdom are monsters! Even if you are not just disciples of the eight hundred sects of the Western Sect, you can

I don’t know what the crimes of the tens of millions of people in Che Chi State are!”

Are you kidding?

If Tang Sanzang was really allowed to leave the Chechi Kingdom, wouldn't they have to do hard labor and work day and night? You must know that they only needed alms before.

This Tang Sanzang is like their life-saving straw, how can they let it go?

Sun Wukong looked at the eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect who were kneeling on the ground, and felt a sense of boredom in his heart. If Tang San hadn't been hiding here, he would have passed them by with a stick.

"Master, why don't I, Old Sun, go scare them?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head and said: "No need, we all have to enter the Chechi Kingdom anyway. If the three national masters of the Chechi Kingdom are really demons who do all kinds of evil, I also have the power of the Raging Eye King Kong."

These people were indeed troublesome, and of course they would be a big help if used properly, but he didn't want to be used as a knife.

then.

After Tang Sanzang comforted these eight hundred disciples of the Western Sect, he changed his ways and headed towards the capital of Chechi Kingdom.

After Tang Sanzang and his entourage left, Faming and his entourage, tens of thousands of people, once again honestly picked up the tools and began to renovate the river spontaneously.

It’s not that they are cowards, they are really sincere!

It's not like there weren't eight hundred seniors from Western sects who came to slay demons, but in the end they were the unlucky ones.

As a result, over time, they had already gained experience. If Tang Sanzang and his party could succeed and subdue the three demons, they would only have to dig the river channel for a few more days at most.

After so many years of enduring it, it only takes three or two days. After all, you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, right?

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Chapter completed!