These thoughts flashed through his mind, and then Tang Seng walked in the direction where the voice came from.

He didn't rush to chant the scriptures, because he hadn't put a golden hoop on Sun Wukong yet.

"Master, you can recite the scriptures quickly, and then my grandson can go out. Sun Wukong saw that Tang Zeng did not recite the scriptures, and he couldn't help but wonder.

Soon, Tang Seng came to the foot of the mountain and finally saw 'Monkey King'.

Beneath the mountain wall covered with thorns and all kinds of grass, a head with golden hair was twisting incessantly, and a pair of golden eyes were looking at him intently.

This is Monkey King?

Tang Seng was stunned.

It's indeed a monkey's head, and it looks like flesh and blood, is it really that hard?

I'd like to give it a try.

"Master......"

Sun Wukong saw Tang Seng and was very excited: "You chant the scriptures quickly, and then my grandson protects you to learn scriptures from the west, this is what Guanyin Bodhisattva told my grandson, she said that there will be a Tang Dynasty monk passing by here soon, as long as I worship you as a teacher and protect you from learning scriptures from the west, you can save me!"

Tang Seng walked to Sun Wukong's head, picked up the weeds and thorns, and finally saw Sun Wukong's face clearly.

Sun Wukong's head is slightly smaller than that of humans, and it looks like an ordinary monkey's head, which is unbelievable, this guy will be the Monkey King who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

Although Sun Wukong was puzzled, he still looked at Tang Seng happily, calming down at this time, he was not in a hurry, anyway, it had been suppressed for five hundred years.

"You are the Monkey King?" Tang Seng smiled, trying to make himself look compassionate and kind.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am the Monkey King. Master knows about me, then it's easy to do, let me out quickly. Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Tang Seng smiled when he heard this: "It's okay to let you out, but Guanyin Bodhisattva explains some things to the poor monk, you have to beat you first, and then put a tight hoop on you, and then you can be released." ”

"Then you knock it out, hurry up. Sun Wukong couldn't wait.

Tang Seng: "Then you bear with it, I really beat it?"

"Fight, fight. Sun Wukong didn't care.

Tang Seng listened, and without saying a word, he directly picked up the nine-ring tin staff with both hands and slammed it down on Sun Wukong's head.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and sparks flew everywhere.

Sun Wukong's head was intact, and he was not even shaken, but Tang Seng felt that his hands were numb, and the nine-ring tin staff bounced back, and his tiger's mouth was almost cracked.

"it...... This is ......."

Tang Seng was dumbfounded, this monkey's head is too hard, right?

It looks like it's all flesh and blood, but how can it be so hard?

It's not scientific!

Sun Wukong was like a monkey who had nothing to do, and Tang Seng's full strength was a drizzle for him, and he didn't have the qualifications to blink.

"Master, do you still want to knock? Sun Wukong said happily.

"No need. Tang Seng secretly complained, he didn't want to hurt his hands.

"Then let my grandson out. Sun Wukong said excitedly.

Tang Seng took out the tight hoop from his backpack and said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva said, this can suppress your temper, as long as you are willing to wear it, you can come out." ”

"Is it just to suppress the temper? Guanyin Bodhisattva, that woman really doesn't understand emotion, this is called true temperament. Sun Wukong complained, but did not refuse: "Then wear it." ”

"Wait, let's talk about it first, wear this, you may feel a little uncomfortable, if you are dissatisfied, go to Guanyin Bodhisattva, you can't blame the poor monks." Tang Seng said with a serious face.

"Don't worry, I won't blame you. That Guanyin is really, so troublesome, my grandson doesn't want to be suppressed for another 500 years, but he won't make trouble in the Heavenly Palace again. Sun Wukong didn't care.

Tang Seng listened, and then relieved to put the hoop on Sun Wukong's head.

Sun Wukong is like a curious baby, his head tilted around, wanting to see how he looks wearing a tight hoop.

"I'm going to try chanting now, you might have a headache later, but it'll be fine soon, you bear with it. This is all explained by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Tang Seng said.

"Okay, okay, you monks are trouble, read it quickly. Sun Wukong didn't care, he thought, a little headache, how could he stump my grandson?

Tang Seng smiled slightly, then put his hands together and began to chant the mantra.

Suddenly, the tight hoop on Sun Wukong's head glowed violently, and then it was automatically fixed on his head, just the right size, as if it had taken root.

As the light converged, the golden hoop began to shrink.

Sun Wukong suddenly felt bad, lying down, as if he had been fooled.

Tang Seng saw that the mantra was in effect, and he was secretly happy in his heart and continued to recite the mantra.

I saw that the tight hoop slowly contracted, and Sun Wukong's head was slightly deformed.

"Ah......h

Sun Wukong's face changed greatly: "My head hurts, don't read it......"

Tang Seng hurriedly stopped, looked at Sun Wukong with a smile, and now he is relieved, this tight spell can really suppress Sun Wukong, don't worry about this time bomb.

After stopping the mantra, the hoop immediately reverted to its original state.

Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to shake off the tight hoop.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it later. Tang Seng said.

"Oh. Then you can let my grandson out now, right?"

Although Sun Wukong didn't like to wear such an iron hoop on his head, he wanted to go out immediately in comparison.

"Yes, you wait. ”

Tang Seng smiled slightly, retreated hundreds of meters away, and saw the huge word "town" on the peak of Wuzhi Mountain.

Then he clasped his hands together and began to recite the scriptures.

Fortunately, he completely accepted Xuanzang's memory, so he mastered the Buddhist scriptures, otherwise there would really be no way now.

As the scriptures came out, the big character on the top of the peak of Wuzhi Mountain suddenly glowed, and then it broke away from the peak, flew into the sky, and disappeared.

At the same time, Sun Wukong, who was pressed under the mountain, felt a light pressure.

"The seal flew away, great!"

Sun Wukong's excited voice came out: "My old grandson can finally go out, hahahaha......"

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, the mountains shook, as if there was an eighteen-magnitude earthquake.

The smile on Tang Seng's face froze, as if he had seen a ghost, and the next moment he hurriedly ran into the distance.

"Boom ......"

The earth shook, and terrifying cracks appeared in the ground.

"My grandson is out!"

"Explode !! me"

Sun Wukong roared.

"Boom !!"

In a deafening roar, the tall and majestic Wuzhi Mountain exploded, and huge rocks hundreds of meters long and wide flew into the sky.

"Boom ......"

Boulders covered the sky, and smoke and dust covered the sun, like the end of the world.

Tang Seng was shocked, and subconsciously glanced back when he was running for his life, and saw a streamer soaring into the sky, and then-

"Whoa—"

That streamer disappeared into the sky in an instant, and in a flash, it completely disappeared.

And then—

"Boom ......"

Huge boulders fell from the sky, and a meteorite rain began.

Tang Seng was so frightened that he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only run desperately.

"The Monkey King who is lying on the horse...... It's going to kill me!"

Tang Seng scolded while running, did he want to put him to death?

"Boom ......"

A boulder landed beside him, smashing the ground into a large pit of more than ten meters.

Tang Seng had a chill down his spine and ran faster.