Listening to the words of the Bull Demon King who had begun to soften, Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, I can't cure a bull temper like you.

On the other side, the iron fan princess, the red boy, was also relieved when she saw that the Bull Demon King finally relented, and a smile appeared on her face.

Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction, and said to the Bull Demon King: "This is the best, if you find out that you don't obey the command again, this seat will send your family to the Buddha Gate, eat fasting and chant Buddha." ”

As soon as the Bull Demon King heard this, his face became ugly.

For Wang Xiaoming's strength, he had already personally comprehended it, so he didn't dare to say anything to disobey this fairy boy Bodhisattva.

Seeing that the Bull Demon King was very sincere, Wang Xiaoming pointed out a touch of Buddha light, illuminated the body of the Bull Demon King, and said: "Like your wife and child, this seat gives you Buddha fate, and I hope you will be well protected in this battle." ”

"Thank you, Bodhisattva!" The Bull Demon King felt a warm power coming into his body, and suddenly felt his mouth open, and he was empowered.

"Good...... This seat is one step ahead. Wang Xiaoming stepped on the golden lotus and rode away in the wind.

The ban that controlled the Iron Fan Princess and the Red Boy was lifted instantly, and the two of them came to the side of the Bull Demon King, and bowed slightly in the direction Wang Xiaoming left.

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After leaving, Wang Xiaoming thought about it, and how many more people are needed to fight against the sky, that is, Zhu Bajie.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming went directly to the Jingtan Messenger Temple.

After a while, I came to a secluded temple, which was empty.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly shouted loudly: "Pure altar messenger?"

He responded to the atmosphere with a very quiet atmosphere, only the breeze could be seen, and the temple seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time, and the leaves were falling everywhere.

"This Zhu Bajie is really lazy. Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but complain and said.

However, looking at it like this, this Zhu Bajie won't be here, right?

According to the original plot, he has changed a lot, and he robbed all of Zhu Bajie's work.

Because according to the original plot, Zhu Bajie took agarwood and went to Mount Emei to learn art.

A lot of things also happened along the way.

However, every line in this world may be carried out by itself, and it may deviate a lot, which will make Wang Xiaoming unguessable.

But it must all be in this circle, otherwise the world would have exploded a long time ago.

Wang Xiaoming walked in, looked left and right, and finally pushed open a half-open door.

As soon as he entered, Wang Xiaoming smelled a foul smell.

Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but cover his nose, thinking that this dead pig was really the same as the one on TV, it was extremely sloppy.

The stinky pig stinky pig can be called a stinky pig, and there is a real reason for him.

Soon he saw a pig sleeping on a bed not far away, and the purring was already sounding.

Not only the stench on his body, but also the strong smell of alcohol in the air.

This dead pig drank a lot of wine.

After learning the scriptures, this Zhu Bajie was named the messenger of the pure altar, and his life was carefree.

But think about it, he came to this world and robbed him of all the scenes in this world, so he can't live a chic life like this?

And for this, Wang Xiaoming more or less felt a sense of guilt towards him, it seems that he still has to make up for it, the anti-sky plan will start immediately, and it will come faster than the original story line, so Zhu Bajie must be found out quickly and pulled into the gang.

Sun Wukong has already joined the gang, and the Bull Demon King has also joined the gang, how can he be missing Zhu Bajie?

As soon as Wang Xiaoming passed, he shouted loudly: "Wu Neng...... Pig Wu Neng. ”

Zhu Bajie is really like the original plot, combing his pigtails, looking like an alternative Zhu Bajie.

"Hmm......." Zhu Bajie snored, humming and chirping, and kept chirping.

Wang Xiaoming pinched his pig nose directly.

Zhu Bajie originally slept soundly, but instantly sneezed out.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly retreated, and couldn't help but snicker.

He sat up, looked left and right, in a daze, and when he saw Wang Xiaoming appear in front of him, he immediately woke up.

"You...... Who are you?" Zhu Bajie was startled.

In a daze, he heard someone call him Wu Neng, and thought it was the master who came.

It turned out to be a child.

"I am the Fairy Child Bodhisattva. Wang Xiaoming said very seriously.

"What Bodhisattva?" Zhu Bajie immediately sat up, looked at Wang Xiaoming curiously, and couldn't help but laugh with mockery on his face: "There are so many gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingshan, who doesn't know my old pig? You say you are a Bodhisattva? Who are you blind?"

"You still don't believe it. Wang Xiaoming suddenly turned on the Buddha's light, and the Buddha's light radiated all over his body, and behind him, when a Buddha seal appeared, it was full of light, illuminating the entire room.

Zhu Bajie originally looked disdainful, but when he felt the strong Buddha power emanating from Wang Xiaoming's body, he was suddenly a little surprised.

This kind of powerful Buddha power aura, he can only sense it on the Buddha, but now, he actually magically senses it on Wang Xiaoming's body, which makes him feel extremely surprised.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie set off a monstrous wave in his heart, he looked at Wang Xiaoming in a daze, and asked tentatively: "Are you really a Bodhisattva?" Then why have I never seen you, and I have never heard of such a Bodhisattva in Buddhism?"

Hearing that Zhu Bajie was very surprised to ask, Wang Xiaoming pretended to be very mysterious and said, "Wu Neng....... My name is generally unknown to anyone, but my status is not lower than that of some people who have become Buddhas, and perhaps even the Buddha, when he sees me, has to give me a little bit of thin face. ”

"Are you kidding me?" Zhu Bajie looked incredulous, and said, "Why don't you say that the entire Western Heaven is yours?" ”

"You...... Even Wukong has already admitted me, you still don't believe it, if you don't believe it, you can go to Mount Emei and ask Wukong to know. Wang Xiaoming said very gently, and the Buddha light shining all over his body was so bright that Zhu Bajie briefly covered his eyes.

"Monkey? Do you know him? Have you seen him?" Zhu Bajie said in surprise.

"Yes, I've met him, and he's promised to fight against me with him. Wang Xiaoming said: "I'm waiting for you now." ”

"What???" Zhu Bajie almost crooked his nose, and hurriedly leaned closer and asked: "Anti-heaven......? I knew he was still thinking about it. ”

"No, no, this time the anti-sky was not initiated by Wukong, but a child named Agarwood. Wang Xiaoming said lightly: "Do you know about the Three Holy Mother?"

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Zhu Bajie's expression became serious, and he said, "Three Holy Mother?"