(ps: I'm sick, dizzy, I took medicine and was sleeping before, and now I'm up and writing, it's still going to be more updated, just a little later, everyone be patient.) ）

"Change!"

turned the Ruyi silver hoop rod into a drill bit, and Sun Wukong 2 drilled it into the gap between the top and bottom of the golden cymbal, "Yuan Hong, my old grandson drilled a crack, and you got into it with a smaller body!"

"Good!"

Yuan Hong nodded in the golden cymbal, and watched the drill bit drill into the gap, trying to drill out along the gap drilled by the golden cymbal, but as soon as the drill bit retreated, the gap that was drilled out was immediately restored.

"Great Sage, no, this gap will repair itself!"

Yuan Hong was a little dumbfounded, he still couldn't get out like this!

"Self-healing?"

Sun Wukong 2's brows also frowned suddenly, how can this be good?

But soon, Sun Wukong 2 thought of a way to drill the drill bit turned into the Ruyi silver hoop into the gap of the golden cymbal again, but this time, Sun Wukong 2 did not immediately pull out the drill bit.

"Hey, ...... this?"

Yuan Hong, who was inside the golden cymbal, was surprised to find that the front end of the drill bit began to change, concave to the inside, revealing a small pit!

"Quick, get into the pit, my grandson will bring you out!"

The voice of Sun Wukong 2 came from outside, Yuan Hong was overjoyed, he didn't dare to slack off, his body turned into a puff of green smoke and drilled into the small pit at the tip of the drill bit, and as the drill bit was pulled out, he was taken away from the golden cymbal.

"Thank you, Great Sage!"

Drilling out of the small pit at the tip of the drill bit to restore his human form, Yuan Hong knelt down on one knee to thank Sun Wukong 2.

"Okay, don't thank you, hurry up and save your master!"

Monkey King 2 waved his hand.

"This harmful golden cymbal, see if I don't break it!"

Yuan Hong nodded, stood up, looked at the golden cymbal at his feet, and suddenly became angry in his heart, and raised the iron rod to smash it down.

"Wait!"

Sun Wukong 2 hurriedly stopped Yuan Hong, "This golden cymbal is useful to my old grandson, don't smash it!"

Yuan Hong stopped his hand, and after thanking Sun Wukong 2 again, he turned around and rushed towards the inner hall of Xiaoleiyin Temple with an iron rod.

Sun Wukong 2 showed the magic of the sleeve, put away the golden cymbal, this treasure is surrounded by a thick Buddha light, at a glance is the secret treasure of Buddhism, a good sacrifice to improve the quality, can be used as a trapped treasure, when the time comes, I am afraid that the half-step saint will be trapped in it, and it will be difficult to get out without help!

However, it was said that after Yuan Hong entered the inner room, he quietly rescued Jiang Liu'er and a few people, and was about to secretly leave Xiaoleiyin Temple, but was discovered by the Yellow Eyebrow Demon King and chased him out with a group of little demons.

"The monk is gone, leave his head!"

The King of Yellow Eyebrows shouted violently, jumped up with a thick mace, and directly hit it with a stick.

"Bastard! Is it true that Grandpa Yuan is afraid that you won't succeed?"

Yuan Hong was furious, being trapped in the golden cymbal before made him hold his sulk, if he hadn't wanted to escort Jiang Liu'er to get out and leave quickly, he would have already settled accounts with the Yellow Eyebrow King, at this moment the Yellow Eyebrow King still dared to catch up, where could Yuan Hong still bear it?

With an angry roar, Yuan Hong took out an iron rod and held the mace, blocked it with both arms, kicked it up with a kick under his feet, and danced into a ball of stick shadows.

"This King of Yellow Eyebrows is not weak!"

Sun Wukong 2 watched the battle from the sidelines, nodding again and again, in terms of martial arts and combat power, it can be said that the Huangmei King and Yuan Hong are half a catty and eight taels, and the two of them have been sticking back and forth, and they have not been able to distinguish a winner after a hundred or ten moves.

However, the staying power of the eight or nine Xuangong is extremely strong, Yuan Hong is not panting and his heart is not beating, and he still looks at ease, but the Yellow Eyebrow King is a little panting, and the mace is also a little scattered between the waves.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Yellow Eyebrow King took out a half-used cloth bag from his waist and threw it towards the sky.

"Qiankun bag?"

Sun Wukong 2's pupils shrank suddenly, isn't it the Ruyi Qiankun bag that the Yellow Eyebrow King sacrificed? But the Ruyi Qiankun bag should be in the hands of Maitreya Buddha, how did he get it?

Could it be that this King with yellow eyebrows is a person of Maitreya Buddha?

Wait, there seems to be a record in the part of the memory obtained in the rune of life and death in time and space, this King Huangmei is the boy next to Maitreya Buddha, and the golden cymbal and the Ruyi Qiankun bag are all secretly smoothed out by him while Maitreya Buddha is not paying attention.

However, the description in this memory, Sun Wukong 2 didn't care, how could Maitreya Buddha also be the future Buddha of Buddhism, although he had not yet broken through to the realm of heavenly saints, but he was already a half-step saint's cultivation, how could he not notice the actions of a child next to him, and let him steal his two treasures?

This is clearly deliberate, in order to rub another share of the merits of this westward journey to learn scriptures!

"It's a pity, you have met my old grandson! The bald donkey of Lingshan does not have a good thing! Wait and see, my old grandson let you lose your wife and break your army!"

The corners of Sun Wukong2's mouth hooked up a sneer, but he didn't make a move immediately, he had to let Yuan Hong and them suffer some losses first, otherwise how could it be called an ordeal?

The Ruyi Qiankun bag was sacrificed in the air, and suddenly a huge suction force surged towards Yuan Hong and the others, and before they were caught off guard, Yuan Hong, Jiang Liuer and others were all sucked in, and they were held by the King of Huangmei and tied up in the apse.

"Little ones, burn a big pot for me, and then wash and cook this Tang monk and apprentice together, everyone will share the meat and eat it, and live forever together!"

"Eat Tang monk meat! Eat Tang monk meat!"

"Long live the king!

A group of little demons cheered, set up a huge iron pot in the courtyard of the apse, and began to boil water, just waiting for the water to boil before Jiang Liu'er and his apprentices boiled.

"Senior brother, think of a way, otherwise we will be boiled and eaten!"

Zhu Bajie's back was tied upside down like a zongzi on the roof beam, with a look of grievance, "It's all to blame Master, I have to come in and take a look, this is good, after all the tribulations, the little life will be gone!"

"Shut up, idiot, what are you screaming about? This little rope can't trap me, and when I get out, I'll save you from it!"

Yuan Hong glared at Zhu Bajie, shouted, and then his figure shrank suddenly, he jumped out of the rope, pulled out a hair from the back of his head and blew it, turning into his appearance and still tied to the pillar by the rope, seamless.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Hong used the same method to rescue Jiang Liuer, Sha Seng and Bailongma, but he did not save Zhu Bajie.

"Senior brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have screamed, help me loosen!"

Zhu Bajie was anxious and called in a low voice.

"What are you yelling about, trying to lure that goblin over?"

Yuan Hong hurriedly covered Zhu Bajie's mouth and scolded angrily, but he still untied the rope for Zhu Bajie and put him down, and also tied it with monkey hair to become their master and apprentice, covering people's eyes.

(End of chapter)