Chapter 370: The Man Who Brings His Own BGM

"Your apprentice Sun Wukong killed the Golden Immortal Great Demon King Yellow Wind Monster, dropped a special type of ornament Ancient Buddha Prayer Beads, and picked up the binding.

Your apprentice gains experience +999999."

"Your apprentice Sun Wukong has been upgraded."

The familiar prompt sound came, and Tang Sanfu looked at his own great sage again, and he had already reached level 71.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is...... Ancient Buddha rosary?

Obviously, as soon as he heard the name, this thing should have been buried by his Tang San.

The holy monk and the ancient Buddha rosary are obviously the standard.

But..... Why pick up bindings again? Why should it be the equipment of his Tang Dynasty holy monk, but it should be picked up and bound by the monkey?

Unwillingly, he smashed his fist on the corpse of the Yellow Wind Monster.

"You touched the corpse and touched the ancient Buddha rosary of a special type of jewelry, picked up the binding, did you pick it up?"

At that moment, Tang San's whole person was stunned.

Pick up the bindings? Such a pick-up binding?

After understanding the meaning of picking up the binding, Tang Sanfu felt that his whole person was not good.

Amazing .....

Master, you are rough, you have the ability to pit the apprentice, you have the ability to come out.

Pick up the bindings!

Is there anyone as unreliable as you?

If you want to say that picking up the binding is like this, how could the poor monk miss the Great Day Nyorai Sutra?

How could the poor monk miss the Immortal Flying Knife?

Cutting Immortal Flying Knife, just missed the poor monk in vain!

With tears in his heart, Tang Sanfu silently chose to pick it up in his heart.

The next moment, a rosary appeared on his wrist.

"Ancient Buddha Rosary: Special Jewelry, Occupy the Wrist Jewelry Column*1.

Unique Special Attribute: Comes with BGM, which automatically plays back the most suitable BGM in the creature brain when the host needs it. ”

Tang San's funeral: "........"

Comes with BGM?

Just this one property?

Nothing else?

Su Luo: "No. ”

After seeing the attributes of the ancient Buddha's rosary, Tang Sanfu was silent for a full three minutes.

And then.......

"Hahaha! Wowha! This ancient Buddha rosary was born for poor monks.

From then on, the poor monk is also a man with his own BGM!

When I get to the west, I see how that old guy still plays with the poor monk!

The poor monk has BGM, what does he compare with the poor monk? ”

Great Sage: "......"

Second Senior Brother: "......."

Sister Bailong: "......."

White Horse: "Sigh Rhythm~"

The white horse glanced at Tang Sanfu with slanted eyes, and snorted, not knowing what he wanted to express.

However, Tang Sanfu, who had learned the common sense of beast language, seemed to understand that it was despising himself.

Glaring at Bai Ma viciously, Tang Sanyu turned his head to look at the second senior brother.

I'm a god-like man with my own BGM.,Not like a beast.。

Looking at the second senior brother, when the second senior brother was a little hairy in his heart, Tang Sanfu showed a kind smile on his face, "Bajie, these days, the skin is ..... What does the poor monk do to you? ”

Looking at Tang San's kind smile and listening to Tang San's funeral's question, the second senior brother sighed in his heart, and his legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Division...... Master, you are as kind to the old pig as a mountain. ”

"Hmm."

Tang Sanfu nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, Bajie, you have a heart that knows how to be grateful, and you don't forget to treat you so well along the way." ”

The second senior brother was confused, and he didn't know what his master was trying to express.

"Bajie, don't worry, since you are so sensible, I will take more care of you in the future."

Listening to the sincerity of Tang Sanfu's words, the second senior brother was moved in his heart.

Originally...... Master just wants to tell himself that He will take care of Himself.

It turned out that the master had never thought about pitting himself, and everything was his own brain supplement.

It turned out that he was too much of a villain's heart to spend the belly of a gentleman. ”

Just when the second senior brother secretly regretted that he had misunderstood his master, he saw Tang Sanfu pat the second senior brother on the shoulder.

"Bajie, don't worry, there are good things, and the teacher will not forget you.

The teacher knows your talent, and now, this yellow wind monster will be given to you to make food for the teacher.

Don't worry, the chef will cook for you......."

Second Senior Brother: "......."

Looking at Tang San's burial with divine light shining on his face, like a Buddha who was about to devote himself to feeding tigers, the second senior brother somehow felt like a pair of black spiky horns had grown out of the top of his master's forehead.

Lowering his head and looking at the rat that was larger than a human in its original form, the second senior brother felt that his throat was a little dry.

"Division...... Master, don't eat..... Okay? ”

Tang San's eyes widened, "Huh? You don't give face to the teacher? ”

Second Senior Brother: "......."

The cool night is a river of thoughts for you

......

Inexplicably, the second senior brother felt that a piece of music appeared in his mind that he had never heard before.

Auditory hallucinations?

And he felt that this music was so timely and appropriate.

Looking at the huge mouse, the second senior brother felt ...... I'm probably going to be cold this time.

Seeing that the second senior brother did not object again, Tang Sanfu nodded with satisfaction, and really took action in person, carrying a knife to help the second senior brother take care of the mouse.

"Grilled chicken wings, my favorite."

"But your mother said you were about to ascend to heaven......"

"The moon is about to ascend to heaven, the more you should eat hard, if you don't eat now, you won't have a chance to eat in the future."

"Are you really about to ascend to heaven?"

.......

Watching Tang Sanfu squatting there and constantly brushing various spices on the roasted rat meat, listening to the inexplicable song that Tang Sanfu was singing, the second senior brother felt ...... I seem to have realized the connotation of my master's lyrics.

Ascension to Heaven......

Master, this is going to ......

Watching Tang Sanfu cooking roasted rat meat, the second senior brother, who felt that he had comprehended the connotation of his master's words, had an expression on his face that looked at death as if he were at home.

It's just that.....

He still doesn't understand, his master is obviously roasting rat meat, why do he sing roast chicken wings?

After thinking about it, he understood again.

The roasted rat meat is for himself, and his master's favorite food is still roasted chicken wings.

Just when the second senior brother was thinking nonsense in his heart, Tang Sanfu had already roasted the chicken wings...... Phew, roasted rat meat.

"Okay, Bajie come and try the craftsmanship of being a teacher."

The second senior brother's face showed the tragedy of the five heroes of Langya Mountain who generously went to death, and he made the struggle of heaven and man when Dong Cunrui informed him to carry the explosive bag, and finally, under the gaze of Tang Sanfu, the second senior brother, who knew that he could not escape his fate, burst out with Huang Jiguang's generosity when he blocked the eye-catching, and walked to the side of the fire.

When he raised his hand and tore it, a piece of rat meat was torn off by him.

I opened my mouth and bit down.

"Huh?"

The second senior brother, who had never eaten the teacher's meat, was stunned.

Don't say it, this roasted rat meat is actually not as unpalatable as you imagined.

On the contrary, it tastes pretty good.

"How's it going, does it taste good?"

Seeing the surprised expression on the second senior brother's face, Tang Sanfu looked like he had already seen through everything, and smiled at the second senior brother.

Isn't it just rat meat, it's scary to see this apprentice.

When I watched the plot of those urban youths eating barbecue from TV and movies, my master told me more than once that there were those things that were replaced by what kind of meat.

Thereinto..... The most popular alternative is this rat meat.

I don't know if it's a dead mouse.

Watching the second senior brother go from the tragedy of dying generously to the outbreak of foodie attributes and starting to gnaw on barbecue, Tang Sanfu sat on a stone under a big tree and held his chin with one hand, studying the rosary in his hand.

He always felt that this ancient Buddha rosary with BGM was probably not limited to the function of BGM.

It's just that for a while, he can't figure out why.

There's no way, his unscrupulous master is too much of an apprentice.

Time passes imperceptibly.

When the second senior brother finished nibbling a whole roasted mouse with a full burp, Tang Sanfu got up from the stone and walked to the second senior brother's side.

"Bajie, do you feel any difference?"

Seeing his master looking at him with a concerned face, the second senior brother thought about it and nodded.

Tang Sanfu asked, "What do you feel?" ”

The second senior brother thought about it, covered his stomach, and showed a satisfied expression-

"It's so full, the old pig has never eaten so full."

Tang San's burial: "......."

Full?

Just feeling full?

How could it be, could it be that the poor monk guessed wrong?

Just when Tang Sanfu was puzzled, a familiar prompt sound sounded in his ears again.

"Your apprentice Zhu Bajie digested the flesh of the Yellow Wind Monster and obtained the talent of the divine power Samadhi Divine Wind."

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes suddenly burst into bright light, and he turned his head to look at the second senior brother, "Bajie, have you mastered another kind of talent supernatural power?"

Is it the samadhi kamikaze that both the Yellow Wind Monster and the Master have just cast? ”

Hearing this, the second senior brother's eyes almost popped out when he saw Tang San's burial.

This.....

As soon as he felt that he seemed to have mastered the ability of the Samadhi Divine Wind for some reason, his own master knew about it.

This...... What kind of monster is your own master?

Even the ancestor of his own family in his previous life was not perverted to this extent, right?

Shocked in his heart, the second senior brother still nodded, "As the master expected, the old pig has indeed mastered the samadhi divine wind. ”

Seeing that the second senior brother summoned a samadhi divine wind that was as powerful as the previous Yellow Wind Monster, Tang Sanfu nodded with satisfaction.

"Sure enough, my second apprentice also opened a plug-in."

The eldest apprentice was opened by his own master to fight monsters and upgraded, and the second apprentice was opened by his own master to eat and make up for something.

But.......

What about yourself?

mmp, the poor monk is your own apprentice, the apprentices and grandchildren have such and such benefits, why don't you want to take care of the poor monk's own apprentice?

Could it be that it is really a next-generation parent?

Just when Tang San was slandering in his heart, a voice sounded in his head.

"Before you say that, you can put what you have learned into practice and try it out."

Tang San's burial: "......."

You make a point.

Thinking of what he had learned, Tang Sanfu suddenly said that he had no room for refutation.

What did you learn when you were a kid?

The transfer of the basic courses required for entry can be borrowed from others to play with themselves, or the kind that can be borrowed and not returned.

The wind exhalation technique, the performance is the Samadhi Divine Wind, the rain summoning technique, although it is uncertain, but it is suspected that it is the Sanguang Divine Water, which can store living things, and it has just been confirmed that it is Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve.

And what about the others?

Thinking about it this way, Tang San's funeral was much more balanced at that time.

In this way, the poor monk is not too weak!