Chen San smiled coquettishly: "No reward will be given for no merit, and a poor monk would not dare to accept His Majesty's gifts in vain..."
The king panicked when he heard this: "Is the holy monk unwilling to help me?"
Little did he know that Chen San was accustomed to chatting in such a breathless way. Seeing the king's panic expression, he calmly continued: "Therefore, the poor monk is willing to exchange for something else."
The king let out a long breath and shook his head sadly: "Now I am just a resentful soul, and all the rare treasures are of no use to me... Thank you, the holy monk, for taking the trouble."
Chen San was surprised and said: "Is it possible that Your Majesty is unwilling to return the sun?"
The king said happily: "Does the holy monk still have such magical powers?"
"I can't say that I have magical powers, but there are many ways to restore Yang."
Chen San said: "But we must first find His Majesty's body."
The king pointed to the wellhead with both hands: "My body is under this well!"
Chen San shrugged: "But the poor monk doesn't know the nature of water..."
If the king hadn't asked for help from others, he might have had the urge to beat them.
But then I heard Chen San say slowly: "Fortunately, the three apprentices of the poor monk are good at water, I can ask them to come."
There was no one left who was gasping for breath.
Let the king return to the bottom of the well to wait for the good news, and Chen San will immediately return to his throne.
In the Zen room, Chen San suddenly opened his eyes and found Ao Lie looking at him.
"It's so late and you still haven't slept?"
Ao Lie shook his head: "No, why did Master keep talking in his sleep just now?"
Chen San was stunned.
What?
This thing can actually behave in the form of sleep talking?
"If you haven't slept, I'll just go out with my master."
Chen San got up, opened the door and walked out.
According to the memory in the dream, the two came to the octagonal glazed well and saw a huge boulder pressed on the well mouth.
Chen San rolled up his sleeves, gently lifted the boulder, and then gently placed it on the ground aside.
"Longlong, go down the well."
Although Chen San does not know the art of avoiding water, he is confident that he has reached the golden elixir realm and it should not be difficult to hold his breath for three moments.
So before Ao Lie could ask what he was doing down the well, Chen San had already jumped down with a plop.
However, this well was not ordinary deep, at least 100 feet deep. Before Chen San even hit the bottom, he felt the underwater pressure and took a sip.
Fortunately, Ao Lie noticed something strange and grabbed Chen San in time, spreading the dragon ball's water-repelling power to his whole body. The two of them sank for a while and reached the bottom of the well.
Under the bottom of the well, there is an open area. On the stone gate inlaid with colorful oysters and pearls, there are three words "Crystal Palace" engraved on it.
"Are we swimming to the East China Sea?"
Chen San naturally knew that this was the residence of King Jing Long, but he had some unpleasantness with Ao Lie a few days ago. Although the two of them did not say it on their faces, they had a grudge in their hearts.
To ease the relationship between the two of you.
When Ao Lie saw the words "Crystal Palace", it seemed to trigger the memory deep in his bloodline. He solemnly shook his head: "It's just the shelter of the Dragon King underground."
"It's strange that there is a Dragon King down there."
Ao Lie frowned and looked at Chen San: "Why did master bring me here?"
Chen Sandao: "I want the same thing from the owner of this well."
As soon as he finished speaking, the stone door slowly opened by itself.
A dragon king wearing a crown and a brocade robe walked out from inside. His appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Ao Guang's. After all, in Chen San's opinion, the dragons looked almost the same.
It's just that the Dragon King's temperament and the fabric of his clothes are obviously of a lower grade than Ao Guang.
King Long Jing saluted first: "The holy monk has arrived, and the palace is full of glory."
Chen San also responded politely: "Did the Dragon King know that the poor monk was coming?"
King Jing Long laughed: "The secret must not be leaked."
Chen San cursed in his heart: Damn it!
Jing Longwang turned his eyes to Ao Lie, and felt a sense of familiarity. He asked casually: "Holy Monk, I wonder who this is..."
Chen San looked at Ao Lie and patted the back of her hand gently, signaling her to pay attention to the occasion.
"This is the apprentice of the poor monk. The poor monk does not know the nature of water, so I asked her to come down with me."
King Long Jing smiled mysteriously and led the two of them into the door.
Chen San believes that if it were left to modern times, this Dragon King would definitely be a clickbait who knows the art of marketing.
Since the residence dares to be called a "palace", it has to cover thousands of square meters if it doesn't have ten thousand square meters, right?
But this Crystal Palace, which has at most two bedrooms and no more, actually calls itself a palace.
On the only bed, the lifelike-looking Silky King was lying peacefully on it.
"Dragon King, I wonder if this poor monk can take his body away?"
King Long Jing did not expect that Chen San would be so direct and ask for King Wuji's body without any foreshadowing. He was slightly startled and then said: "Of course, the old dragon has been in this well for three years just to wait for the holy monk to come.
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I bet this Well Dragon King doesn’t live here forever?
With the permission of King Jinglong, Chen San carried the body of King Wu Ji, left a "Thank you" and hurried out.
Ao Lie quickly followed and reminded Chen San: "Master, he seems to be calling you."
Chen San was not deaf, so he naturally heard the Jing Dragon King calling him, but he did not stop taking a step and just walked with his head lowered.
"Longlong, don't look back, pretend you didn't hear me!"
The Jing Dragon King chased him to the door, but Chen San had already carried the body and floated towards the mouth of the well. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Yes, another beauty-fixing bead..."
Yes, the reason why Chen San ran so fast was because of the Dingyan Pearl that King Wu Ji said was used to keep his body incorruptible.
It's cheap, don't take advantage of it.
This is Chen San's principle.
After all, the fifty years I lived in Liangsishan were too miserable, and could even be said to be poverty.
Now that he is traveling west as Tang Monk, it seems that he no longer needs to be obsessed with material needs, but Chen San still cannot change his greed for money.
Not to mention the years since time travel, even in this world, Chen San has never been rich.
Therefore, Chen San may not be lewd and may not eat meat, but if you want him not to be greedy for money, that is absolutely impossible!
Chen San took the king's body outside the well, and after confirming that no one was around, he quietly carried the king back to the room.
The first thing to do was to take out the Dingyan Pearl from his mouth.
The second thing was to take out the mini gourd, pour out an elixir painfully, and stuff it into the king's mouth.
The elixir was the elixir. As soon as it was taken into the mouth, a faint halo appeared on the king's body, his pale face gradually turned rosy, and his body began to feel warm.
Within a moment, the king opened his eyes.
Looking around, after a brief confusion, the king saw Chen San in front of him. He got off the bed and nodded three times without saying a word.
"Thank you to the holy monk for saving my life!"
Chen San did not dissuade the king from kneeling down to worship him, but instead took it as a matter of course.
I even felt like I was losing money.
Taishang Laojun’s elixir is just three ringing heads?
Oh, and there is also a side of Bai Yugui.
How can there be such a deal in the world? Chen San can definitely make the other party bankrupt!
When the king saw that Chen San had not come to help him, he had to stand up on his own, frowned and thought for a moment, and said: "Holy Monk, tomorrow is the fifteenth, and the prince will definitely go to the temple to burn incense. Do you follow the plan?"
However, Chen San felt that this plan was too troublesome. Dealing with a green lion monster that could even compete with Zhu Bajie seemed not worth his trouble.
So he said: "You wait here, don't act rashly, and wait until the poor monk goes to the palace to inquire about it."