The Buddha's words were like a holy decree, and the monks of the West Heaven were elected. The holy monk was originally a Buddha Laoding, and Guanyin was a Buddhist line in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, because of the old words of the Buddha, the golden cicada was reincarnated in the tenth life. The birth of the tenth generation is a fixed number, and the Buddha taught the Three Tibetan Sutras. Unintentionally passing on the scriptures is difficult, and Tang Seng has difficulties and dangers every step. Fortunately, the monkeys accompanied each other, and the monks were killed all the way.

Although Tang Seng now seems to be a mortal in the flesh and has no power to bind the chicken, he is the reincarnation of the golden cicada and a good man in the tenth generation. It is said that its flesh and blood are pure, eating one piece can prolong life, and chewing two pieces can lead to immortality. For this reason, the monsters from all sides along the way, not hesitating to be hostile to Sun Wukong in the Heavenly Palace, also want to eat Tang monk meat.

However, although Tang Seng did not cultivate immortals and did not have much magic power, who was the golden cicada? That was a peerless strange person who dared to question Rulai. There is a blessing of mental power in the dark, which affects the monster and will not eat him for a short time, so Tang Seng is always caught, but he has never been eaten.

The two-headed lizard demon king's cave is called Qingfeng Cave, and there is a cave in it. There are thousands of zhang wide in the cave, which can accommodate tens of thousands of demons. The houses are lined with rows of black pines. Everywhere the wind passed, there were rolling human skulls, and where there was a crisp sound, there was the sound of the white rotten bones shattering.

On the stone pillar, the heart of the Taoist monk trembled, and the pig-headed demon king's body trembled. The monkey's earth-shattering blow did not collapse the Qingfeng Cave. However, in the violent trembling, many boulders fell down and smashed many monsters.

"This monkey head simply doesn't care whether Lao Tzu lives or dies, relying on an iron rod, smashing it casually. If this hole collapses and Lao Tzu is stoned to death, how can it be good? Lao Tzu is already hard enough to be a monk, and how can he be worthy of this life with a short life?" Tang Seng, who was covered with dust and had a dirty face, chattered and complained.

"The bald donkey shut up, if he were to die, he should have died a long time ago, and he would not have lived now. "Zhu Bajie was tied by a demon rope, and his fat body was extremely uncomfortable. Tang Seng kept nagging in his ears, which made Zhu Bajie extremely annoyed.

"Yes, based on past experience, it's time for the monkey to get us out. Tang Seng's eyes shone brightly, revealing joy.

"I will be able to get out of trouble soon, and I am very happy for the teacher, so let the teacher sing a song to celebrate in advance. Tang Seng looked happy, cleared his throat and began to sing:

"The white dragon horse's hooves are facing the west, carrying them as a teacher, following the apprentices to learn scriptures from the west, and walking on the road, it is tens of thousands of miles, what are the demons and monsters, what beauties paint skins, what swords, mountains and fires, and what traps and tricks can't stop the monkey's head flames, golden eyes, and wishful sticks、、、"

The hoarse crack can penetrate the baritone of the cave, echoing in the Qingfeng Cave, and it will last for a long time!

Tang Seng sang intoxicatedly, revealing the broken shoes on his toes, rhythmically touching the ground, and looking like a professional rock fan! In these years, monks have been engaged in music, and other singers are all floating clouds!

In fact, Tang Seng sang well, 30% of it was in tune. It's just that Bajie has not been a marshal for many years! It's just a man-eating monster who has long forgotten the melody of music. I'm very irritable with the master's desperate high-pitched songs.

Suddenly, Zhu Bajie's mouth became half a meter long, and the mouth of the blood basin suddenly opened, and the blood-red tongue stirred in the mouth, and roared: "Shut up、、、"

The terrifying bloody mouth is half scared to death even if it is a little demon. However, Tang Seng was very calm, stopped singing, looked at Zhu Bajie who was panting angrily, and said: "Oh! Are you blaming the teacher for not praising you? Then I'll change the lyrics." ”

"、、、 no swords, mountains, fires, or traps and tricks can't stop Bajie, your big mouth and nine-foot iron rake、、、"

Looking at Tang Seng who was singing intoxicated with his eyes closed, Zhu Bajie's rough and powerful heart was beating sharply, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. The coarse nervous Zhu Bajie couldn't help but collapse at this time, and it was uncomfortable to tie up the demon rope, but Tang Seng's divine comedy made Zhu Bajie even more unbearable.

Outside Qingfeng Cave, thousands of feet in the air. The monkey's iron rod waved, stirring up the world and changing color. The two-headed lizard king, the trident swept, pushed thousands of miles of space to tremble. One is Sun Dasheng of the Heavenly Palace, and the other is the King of the Mountain who has been cultivated for 10,000 years. Sun Dasheng's mana is strong and the gods are afraid, and the lizard king relies on his strange power to be heroic.

The two fought for a long time, and the two-headed lizard king finally couldn't resist the monkey, and was crushed by a monkey with an iron rod. The white brain splattered, blood flew sideways, and the two-headed lizard king fell from the sky with a terrible scream.

The giant lizard king landed on a boulder, and the earth trembled as the gravel flew over. The Lizard King was seriously injured and nearly dying. Fortunately, the Lizard King has been cultivating for 10,000 years, and as long as one of the two heads is present, it can survive. Knowing the strength of the monkey, the Lizard King did not dare to fight again, shrugged the remaining head, and fled away in an instant.

The lizard demon wanted to escape, but the monkey didn't want to spare him. Losing a head, the Lizard King fled away in fear, and the Demon Monkey King swore to chase after him in a violent mood. In terms of speed, there are very few fairies and demons in the world who can compare with monkeys. In a few moments, the monkey caught up with the badly injured lizard king.

Rubbing the broken skin, touching the iron rod that hurt the bones, it smashed down, and the lizard king roared and returned to the spring.

It seems to be the reason for the tightening, and it seems to be the reason why the personality has become a little distorted after 500 years. Anyway, since the monkey came out of the Five Elements Mountain, it has been more violent and murderous than when he was the demon king five hundred years ago. Everywhere they passed, all demons and monsters dared to provoke, and they were all slaughtered.

Under the ruthless iron rod, countless little demons screamed, limbs flew sideways, blood splashed, and mourning was everywhere. The mountain, which was originally majestic and magnificent, was like hell, and the screams continued.

Tang Seng, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Monk looked at the killing monkey and were silent. The Monkey King was furious, and it was fake to ambush millions of corpses, but to kill 18,000 demons, the monkey did it.

Tang Seng looked at the monkey who waved the golden hoop stick, cracked his fangs, and put his hands together and said: "Ami, that Buddha! This monkey is too murderous, not a son of man, not a son of man!"

"Hmph, let that monkey vent his emotions, or maybe one day he will start sex and impose an iron rod on us. Zhu Bajie sneered.

"Monkeys are too murderous, this is not good! How innocent those monsters are!" Tang Seng shook his head with a look of compassion. Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha thought that the old monk was kind and wanted to stop the monkey from killing again. That knows that the master is the master, and the master's ideological apprentice will never be able to keep up, even if one was the marshal of Tianpeng and the other was the general of the curtain in the previous life, it will not work.

"Bajie, Wujing, you go and help the monkey share some of the killing. This is a sentence that Tang Seng said after sighing for a long time.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk looked at Tang Seng together, and Sha Seng said coldly: "Didn't you say that those monsters are innocent?"

"Oh, it's not an innocent monster, it's more important than that monkey head, in case that monkey has homicidal disease, how can I go to the West Heaven?" Tang Seng looked calm and explained seriously.

Monk Sha, who had an expressionless face and a dull face, twitched the corners of his mouth and stopped talking, but he didn't mean to go up to help kill the monsters.

Zhu Bajie heard Tang Seng's natural remarks, sneered in his heart, and did not mean to go up to help the monkey share the killing.

The screams continued to sound, and many monsters did not have time to escape, and were smashed into meat by a stick, which was unbearable. Looking at the monstrous killing of the monkeys, Tang Seng complained: "Father and son soldiers, demon killer brothers, why don't you have a sense of unity?"

Sha Seng was silent with a cold face, and Zhu Bajie squinted his eyes and did not answer. Seeing that the two monster apprentices are still the same as always, let me why not do it. Tang Seng sat helplessly on the ground.

With his hands folded, Tang Seng looked serious, and the tattered monk's clothes could not hide the monk's treasure appearance at the moment. The mouth kept muttering, and Tang Seng recited the Sutra of Detachment, detached from those dead little demons. The monk can't stop the monkey, but he can do what he can.

"Ah、、、h

Seeing the monkey's violent expression and smashing it with a stick, a leopard spirit shouted: "The Great Sage spares my life, for the sake of me who used to be the little demon of Huaguo Mountain, spare the little 、、、."

Whew! The iron rod landed an inch on the leopard's skull and stopped. The monkey's eyes glowed red, panting and staring at the leopard spirit, its chest rising and falling violently. The words "Little Demon of Huaguo Mountain" evoke a picture that the monkey does not want to remember.

"Ah、、、h

The monkey threw away the iron rod and clung its head in pain, its fangs exposed, and roared bitterly.

The leopard spirit looked at the monkey with a frightened look and trembling body. After more than a dozen breaths, the leopard spirit remembered to run away. Trembling and running into the distance, the leopard spirit still looked back at the monkey roaring in pain from time to time.

Is this still the Monkey King who retreated from 100,000 heavenly soldiers and was terrified by the immortals in the sky? That arrogant and uninhibited demon king whose heart was higher than the sky was now holding his head and roaring.

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