Chapter 9: Fooling the Monkey King

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Sun Wukong's level is definitely very high, according to his summary of this time, the stronger the enemy he kills, the more experience points he will gain.

If Sun Wukong can be killed, the experience points obtained will definitely be massive.

The system was silent for five seconds before replying: "The host kills all monsters and enemies, and has experience points, although Sun Wukong is a Monkey King, he is still a demon after all, and he has not obtained the real immortal class, let alone achieved positive results, so he still belongs to the category of monsters." So, there is! ā€

"Really?"

Tang Zeng was in good spirits, his eyes were shining, and he was green.

Now that Sun Wukong is suppressed at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, he can't fight back at all, he can only be slaughtered by others, which is simply giving him experience points.

"However, the system does not recommend the host to do this." The system says.

"Why?"

"You can't kill it."

"Why?" Tang thought the system was joking.

"Sun Wukong is a peerless demon, he will change seventy-two times, his golden body is not bad, and even Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace can't refine him. With the host's current level, it cannot be killed. The system replied.

When Tang Zeng heard this, he suddenly felt like he was splashed with a basin of cold water, and he instantly sobered up a lot.

Indeed, if Sun Wukong was so easy to kill, he was killed by the Jade Emperor five hundred years ago, and there was no need to ask the Buddha to suppress him.

"It looks like I can only accept it!" Tang Zeng said in his heart.

Tang Zeng's communication with the system was all in his heart, and he didn't dare to say this kind of thing.

In case it is heard by Sun Wukong, I am afraid there will be a lot of trouble.

"Master, haha......"

"Come on, I'm ...... at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain"

"I'm being pressed and can't welcome Master, Master don't blame ......"

"Whew, my grandson is going out......"

Sun Wukong's voice kept echoing near the Five Elements Mountain, and even the villagers of Wulu Village in the distance could hear it.

Suddenly, those villagers thought that a god had descended into the world, and they knelt down in the direction of the Five Elements Mountain in horror.

Sun Wukong should be bored, and when he knew that he could go out, he was so excited that he kept talking to himself, regardless of whether Tang Zeng answered or not.

Tang Zeng muttered in his heart: "After being suppressed for five hundred years, this guy shouldn't have schizophrenia, right?" ā€

Thinking in his heart, Tang Zeng's speed was not slow at all, he walked like flying, and gradually came to the foot of the Five Elements Mountain.

"Master, do you see the words on the mountain? As long as you chant the scriptures against that word, my grandson can go out, and then protect you to learn the scriptures in the west. Sun Wukong said happily.

Tang Zeng looked up, and sure enough, on the highest peak of the Five Elements Mountain, an ancient font was engraved.

Tang Zeng could roughly recognize that it should be the character "zhen", but it was a traditional character or other font.

Tang Zeng did not immediately chant the scriptures, but walked directly in the direction where the voice came from.

"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 Zeng came to the foot of the mountain and finally saw 'Monkey King'.

Under the mountain wall covered with thorns and all kinds of grass, a head covered with golden hair was twisting constantly, and a pair of golden eyes looked at Tang Zeng with fierce eyes.

This is Monkey King?

Tang Zeng was stunned, it was indeed a monkey's head, but it was not the same as imagined, why did it feel so cute?

"Master......"

Sun Wukong saw Tang Zeng and was very excited: "You recite the scriptures quickly, and then my grandson protects you to learn scriptures from the west, this is what Guanyin Bodhisattva told my grandson, she will have a Tang Dynasty monk passing by here soon, as long as I worship you as a teacher and protect you from learning scriptures in the west, you can save me!" ā€

Tang Zeng 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 a human and looks like an ordinary monkey's head, which makes Tang Zeng unbelievable that 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 Zeng 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 Zeng smiled, trying to make himself as kind as possible.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am the Monkey King. Does Master know about me? That's easy, let me out. Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"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." Tang Zeng said.

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

Tang Zeng suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Then you bear with it, I really fight?" ā€

"Let's fight, let's fight." Sun Wukong didn't care.

Tang Zeng smiled secretly, then 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 Zeng felt a shock to his hands, and the tiger's mouth was almost cracked.

"......"

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

In fact, he wanted to find an excuse to try whether he could kill Sun Wukong, and anyway, he put the blame on Guanyin Bodhisattva.

But I didn't expect that Sun Wukong was really so difficult to kill, think about it, otherwise this guy wouldn't be pressed here.

Sun Wukong acted like a nobody, Tang Zeng's full cane was a drizzle for him, and he didn't have the qualifications to blink.

"Master, do you still want to beat? Keep knocking. Sun Wukong said happily.

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

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

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

"Is it just to suppress your 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." ā€

"Wait, let's talk about it first, wear this, you may be a little uncomfortable, if you are dissatisfied, go to Guanyin Bodhisattva, you can't blame the poor monk." Tang Zeng 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.

When Tang Zeng heard this, he immediately unceremoniously 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 Zeng said.

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

Tang Zeng smiled slightly, and then recited a 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.

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