When the dragon heard this, he was even more surprised.
When he first saw the little white dragon transforming into a dragon body, he thought that the dragon clan was sending people to get rid of him.
Now it seems that this is not the case. It is impossible for people from the Dragon Clan not to know his identity and origin.
So what do these people in front of me do?
Tailong was full of questions, but now that he was a knife-sitter and a fish-meat, it was difficult to ask, so he had to tell his origins.
"I am the son of the Dragon King of the Jinghe River and the nephew of the Dragon King of the South China Sea. I am temporarily living here. I wonder who you are? How could I have offended you? That you have dealt with such a heavy blow."
Taolong said and became angry. He was sitting at home and a disaster came from the sky. He was beaten severely for no reason. It was really frustrating.
"Me? You don't know me?" Tang Sen pointed at himself and asked in surprise.
"Who are you? Should I know you? Do you think you are Tang Monk? Everyone should know." Taolong curled his lips disdainfully. Although he couldn't beat him, Aquei's spiritual victory method was extremely effective. They
Although he can beat me, he is definitely not as good as me in terms of humility. Thinking about it this way, I feel much more comfortable.
Even his eyes were less fearful and more disdainful and proud, as if he was happy that he had surpassed the person in front of him.
"Hahahahaha." Hearing this, Zhu Bajie next to him burst into tears of laughter. Although the others were not so exaggerated, they all secretly pursed their lips and smiled.
Tailong:???
Is this funny?
Taolong didn't know why, so he had to look at the monk in front of him, waiting for him to give him an explanation.
Tang Sen also smiled and said kindly: "What if I am the Tang Sanzang you mentioned?"
When the dragon heard this, he was stunned on the spot like five thunderbolts struck his head.
Tang Sen then asked: "Do you want to eat me?"
Taolong nodded reflexively. After all, he had already studied a hundred ways to make Tang Seng's meat before, and was just waiting for Tang Seng to deliver it to his door.
But who knows, what is delivered to your door is not delicious food, but a tiger that chooses people to eat!
What the hell, who said Tang Sanzang was a mortal? Labor and capital can’t kill you!
Tailong cursed secretly in his heart.
This rumor caused him great harm.
Seeing Taolong nodding, Tang Sen also nodded with satisfaction.
It was true that I had not considered it before and took action first. Speaking of which, it hurt my reputation as a great and eminent monk.
But now, this dragon admits that he wanted to eat him first, so he is acting in legitimate defense and nip it in the bud!
Now that the crime of murder has been established, you should consider how much ransom you want, no, how much mental damage you want.
Tang Sen thought to himself.
"Xiao Bai, you heard it too. This monster is related to your uncle. It's very difficult for you to be a teacher." Tang Sen said pretending to be embarrassed.
Little White Dragon is also in a dilemma. This monster is really related to his dragon clan, and the relationship is not small. This is really difficult to deal with.
It would be easy to kill another monster, but this monster cannot be killed, at least not now.
"Master, when I go to the South China Sea to visit my uncle, I will definitely give our master and apprentice a reasonable explanation." Xiao Bailong cupped his fists and said sonorously.
Well, Tang Sen nodded when he heard this. This was his idea.
How much is it worth to kill a dragon? The dragon clan is very rich. If you can exchange it for some treasures, it can be regarded as a windfall.
This dragon is a monastic who is compassionate, and Tang Sen does not like to kill, unless it is a heinous person, he will let it go.
"Okay, then I'll trouble you to take a trip to the South China Sea." Tang Sen looked at Xiao Bailong and said.
"Don't worry, master, I will come back as soon as I leave." After saying that, the little white dragon transformed into a white divine dragon. With a high-pitched dragon roar, it soared up, escaped into the clouds, soared into the clouds, and rode on the mist, heading towards the South China Sea.
The dragon clan or the dragon body is more suitable for flying, flying faster and higher.
The body of a divine dragon can call for wind, rain, and soar into the clouds and mists. This is the authority of the heaven and earth that they secretly control. It seems like it should be like this. There is no reason.
Otherwise, the Dragon Clan is the darling of heaven and earth.
This time, Taolong saw it clearly. He saw with his own eyes the sound of Little White Dragon transforming into a divine dragon, and heard Little White Dragon calling the Dragon King of the South China Sea his uncle. Now he completely understood the relationship between them. It was said that the relationship was quite good.
close.
Looking at Sun Wukong next to him, he was holding a stick and staring at him eagerly. However, all his magic power was blocked. He had no choice but to wait for his uncle to save him.
Yes, in terms of relationship, the Dragon King of the South China Sea is the uncle of the Dragon.
Guessing that the South China Sea was not close to here, Tang Sen was quite bored and called out to Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing to play mahjong together.
Qing Shi was taking a nap next to him. Tang Sen had just fed him a flat peach, which was now being refined into mana in his body. According to his estimation, by refining this flat peach, his realm would be able to make a small progress forward.
A little bit.
In the past, monks like him had no magical weapons, no opportunities, and no spiritual stones. They could only rely on endless years to make progress like drops of water. This is the first time he has used spiritual fruits like flat peaches. How could Manjushri Bodhisattva be willing to give them to them in the past?
When eating flat peaches, just treat them as beasts and tools. If you can use them, use them. If you can't, kill the monsters and take the elixir. You will not let go of their skin or flesh.
Now he looked at Tang Sen with a hint of gratitude. He had indeed chosen the right person. This Tang Sen was rich and generous, and even gave him flat peaches without blinking an eye.
By the way, it completed the task assigned to it by Tang Sen and looked at this dragon.
The red boy was also sitting on the back of the blue lion, holding a huge flat peach and chewing on it.
This was what he had just asked Tang Sen forcibly. Tang Sen had no choice but to watch the green lion give him one. The red boy refused to give it and cried, fussed and wanted to set it on fire, so he had to give him another one. By the way,
Tell Red Boy to keep an eye on this dragon.
Now, while Hong Boy is nibbling the flat peach, he is always looking at the dragon tied up with a rope next to him, for fear that he will run away and he will not be able to eat it in the future.
The look in Red Boy's eyes made Taolong's scalp feel numb and he didn't dare to move at all.
He has experienced how powerful Hong Boy's Samadhi is, but he doesn't want to be burned again. If it is burned again, it will really become a barbecue.
Time passed quietly in this quiet and beautiful atmosphere, and half an hour passed.
"Hey, the Yaoji is messed up! They are all fishing with golden hooks, give money, give money!" Tang Sen shouted excitedly, pushing the card in his hand, and it turned out that he was fishing for the Yaoji alone, or he touched it himself.
Now the three of them had to lose everything. Of course, they had nothing to lose, so Tang Sen was just having fun.
Tang Sen sat facing south, with golden light looming in his eyes. It was clear that there were three dragons coming from the clouds, carrying wind and rain.
It seems that Xiaobai and the others are here, they are here really fast.
Tang Sen greeted his apprentices and prepared to welcome the distinguished guests. With a wave of his hand, he put away the mahjong table and all the mahjong on the table. As luck would have it, Tang Sen felt much better, with a sincere smile on his face.
Sure enough, after a while, a group of dark clouds floated in the sky, dragons roared, and three divine dragons broke through the dark clouds and rushed down, one gold, one white, and one black dragon. A burst of light flashed, and there were three more people in front of Tang Sen.
The person in the middle is wearing a crown and a blue and yellow dragon robe, and he has a very powerful aura; the person on the left is wearing a crown, a black armor, and holding a red tassel spear, showing a heroic appearance; on the right, needless to say,
It's the little white dragon.
Sun Wukong and the other three stood behind Tang Sen. At this time, even Zhu Bajie, who had always been rude, restrained himself slightly. The strong coercion of the great Luo on the newcomer made him have to be cautious and not dare to be presumptuous.
When Tang Sen saw the costume of the person in the middle, he knew that it was not the Dragon King of the South China Sea who was here in person.
Sure enough, as soon as he landed, Xiao Bailong came up with a smile and introduced him.
"Master, this is my uncle, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and this is my cousin, the Grand Prince of the South China Sea, Mo'ang." Little White Dragon introduced Tang Sen one by one with his right hand raised.
"I've met the Dragon King, I've met the Dragon Prince." Tang Sen was not rude and took the lead in saluting.
In this regard, Tang Sen is never stingy. As the saying goes, if you are polite to many people, you will not be surprised. Ritual is etiquette.
What's more, Tang Sen has never cared much about this kind of free, face-saving projects.
But there is a premise. If I give you face, you must also give me face. Otherwise, Tang Sen will help them face it, um, with fists.
Seeing Tang Sen bowing and saluting, the Dragon King was startled and hurriedly stepped out of the way, grabbing his unaware son and getting out of the way.
Tang Sen dared to give this gift, but he didn’t dare to accept it either!
Who is Tang Sen? He is a disciple of the Tathagata Buddha and the brother of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earthly Immortals. The Dragon King was really afraid that he would be knocked to the door by Zhen Yuanzi after receiving the gift so casually.
"Don't dare, don't dare, the holy monk has killed the little king, so let's call Xiao Wang Ao by the way." The Dragon King of the South China Sea waved his hands and said hurriedly.
"This is Moang, the dog's son. He is useless and made the holy monk laugh." The Dragon King smiled and introduced his son, a young man with a heroic spirit.
After saying that, when he saw Mo Aung standing there with a proud face, his eyes almost looked up to the sky, he immediately slapped him on the head, knocking off his proud head.
"You bastard, why don't you bow to the holy monk quickly!" the Dragon King scolded in a stern voice.
Mo Ang bowed to Tang Sen in frustration, "I've seen the holy monk."
After saying that, he straightened up and pushed himself to the back.
Undoubtedly, Moang is arrogant. As the Dragon Prince, how can he pay attention to these red tapes? He usually leads the South China Sea army to conquer the unfaithful ministers, but he can't stand the hypocrisy. Usually in the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King,
Madam is also doting on her, but no one will say anything, but she has lost etiquette here.
"Forgive me, Holy Monk, but it's the little king who has no way of teaching his son." The Dragon King of Nanhai quickly apologized, but he was also helpless.
"The Dragon King was joking. The prince is really serious. Where do you start with these words of forgiveness?" Tang Sen laughed. He was not angry. Instead, he admired the true nature of the Dragon Prince. His conspiracy and intrigues, Tang Sen saw it.
There were too many people who smiled in front of each other and stabbed each other in the back. This Mo'ang's appearance was the same as his face, and his true temperament made Tang Sen's eyes shine.