Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 118 Moving Qilin Mountain over

The Jade Emperor hurriedly pinched his fingers and counted, under this count.

His face grew darker.

The gods below were silent and dare not say a word. From the face of the Jade Emperor, you could see that your Majesty was in a bad mood.

If he touches his brow at this time, it’s death.

Li Jing stopped crying and howled, and went back.

After this calculation, it was discovered that the giant spirit god was fanned by Maitreya Buddha to the kingdom of ten thousand demons.

He was killed directly by the Demon Empress.

But at the very least, there is no soul-stirring.

So, what about that trace of soul?

what happened?

How can’t it be calculated?

As if it was deliberately concealed by someone.

I kept pinching back and forth, never figuring out where the trace of remnant soul was.

At this moment, the Jade Emperor couldn’t help but wonder if the kid, the Giant Spirit God, had rebelled or something.

“Come on, give me a quick check on the whereabouts of the giant spirit god.”

The Jade Emperor frowned, sitting on the dragon chair, despising the bottom.

Zhu Ziguo.

Tang Yu lay on the bed, eating fruit.

But Taibai Jinxing was beating his leg with a flattering smile.

“Brother, are you strong enough?”

“Well, it’s okay.” Tang Yu said casually.

But in my heart, I was thinking, I must break through Da Luo Jinxian as soon as possible.

Otherwise, he would not be able to suppress his realm.

In the past two days, when I was with King Zhu Zi Aifei and Yoxi, I didn’t dare to use the double-rest technique, because I was afraid that I could not suppress it and made a breakthrough unknowingly.

To him now, Da Luo Jinxian was nothing more than a simple layer of paper.

He can pierce this layer of paper at any time and step into it.

Then I thought of this difficult question again.

I’ve stayed here for several days, and it’s time to hit the road.

Regarding this difficulty, Tang Yu didn’t care at all, Guanyin Bodhisattva had already spoken.

Even if it doesn’t, he can pass easily.

This is the mount of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and now Guanyin Bodhisattva is almost his own.

Therefore, Golden Retriever Roar should not be killed.

Although Guanyin Bodhisattva had hooked up with himself in secret, he was still a buddhist person on the bright side.

It is impossible to let oneself pass in an upright manner, and the catastrophe of Buddhism has to be carried out.

day.

My own Dogecoin identity is really fucking tiring.

However, he also understood that it was because of Tang Sanzang’s identity that he was safe and sound for so long.

Otherwise, if you try another person, the Buddha will definitely let you pass away.

Go around?

It’s not impossible.

Anyway, it is the crippled Buddha of Buddhism who is anxious, not him.

Find someone and get yourself a map.

Probably took a look.

If you go around, you will have to go out for hundreds of miles.

Forget it, go around.

“Taibai Jinxing.”

With a loud shout, it resounded above the sky.

How can this be endless.

The bitter look on King Zhu Zi’s face was usually caused by someone else kneeling down on him.

But in these few days, he kneeled down to others one after another.

With the minister, he hurried to his knees.

“See the Four Heavenly Kings.”

Looking at Tang Yu secretly, Taibai Jinxing knew that this was the organization to pick him up.

But when Tang Yu was silent, he didn’t dare to go out hastily.

Because of what?

Aren’t you afraid of being beaten?

If you don’t agree with a word, going up and boasting is a big mouth.

“Three brothers, I…” Taibai Jinxing had a flattering smile.

“let’s go.”

Tang Yu waved his hand impatiently, mainly because it was useless for him to imprison Taibaijinxing.

In addition to squeezing the waist and beating the legs, beating and washing feet.

Hearing this, Taibai Jinxing ran out like Sahuan.

It’s like a big dog running away.

Follow the four heavenly kings back to heaven.

And Tang Yu also greeted the apprentices, ready to set off.

Before leaving, he explained carefully to King Zhu Zi.

Tell him that he must keep his mind.

Cancer is not a joke.

King Zhu Zi naturally agreed again and again, but he was rejoicing in his heart, but sent the plague god away.

People don’t care about the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, and even Taibai Jinxing chuckles boastfully.

What’s more, there is a little emperor among others.

I’m afraid that if I say a word wrong, I will make others unhappy.

Therefore, with Tang Yu, the pressure is too fucking heavy.

They led the ministers to Tang Yu and sent them to the outside of the palace, and they also prepared a lot of things.

To supply them on the way, food or whatever.

Ever since.

The masters and apprentices drove a flock of sheep and cows and left the capital of Zhuzi.

Of course, the work of herding sheep and cattle is definitely the work of San Lengzi.

Who made him low status and low mana?

This man, without strength, he has no human rights.

This is difficult for Qilin Mountain.

Tang Yu led his apprentices to go around.

Of course, he thinks it is impossible for the deflated buddhists of Buddhism to let him escape easily.

This time, let’s see what wheels they play.

Hidden in the dark, Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the four masters and apprentices driving a large herd of cattle and sheep, and almost fainted.

And looking at the route they took, it was obvious that they were going to bypass Qilin Mountain.

However, Tang Yu’s operation has nothing to do with her.

After all, she and Tang Yu are already in the same boat.

Anxious are those bald donkeys in Xitian.

Western sky.

Tathagata Buddha looked at the masters and apprentices who were driving the cattle and sheep, frowning.

“What the fuck is Tang Sanzang doing?”

Who does he ask?

This Lingshan is also dumbfounded.

In Zhu Ziguo, he ate and drank, and took away a group of cattle and sheep to supply food on the road.

The people in Lingshan were speechless for a while, the most important thing was to look at the direction Tang Sanzang and the others were walking. It was obvious that they had bypassed the calamity of Qilin Mountain.

King Zhu Zi, too, was almost scared to pee by a cancer.

I don’t even mention the Empress of the Golden Saint Palace.

After all, survival is the main thing.

Everyone in Lingshan looked at the Buddha, and seemed to be waiting for him to make an idea and think of a solution.

I lit a cigarette and sighed.

Tathagata Buddha could not help feeling that he had raised a bunch of waste.

There is no way to solve problems for this seat.

Also, Guanyin Bodhisattva is also.

Looking at Tang Sanzang’s master and apprentices, they went off and on, and didn’t know to stop it.

How can this be done?

Could it be that this difficulty is over again.

This will not work.

There are only a handful of problems that have been completed since Journey to the West.

If because of a little setback, give up again.

Then there is no need to continue Journey to the West.

Vaguely, the Buddha had already guessed that something would happen, but he didn’t expect that Tang Sanzang would perform such an operation.

He was just fucking wondering.

This is hundreds of miles away.

Aren’t you tired?

This difficult and inexhaustible two-to-two talk, but went around hundreds of miles.

Isn’t the time to Lingshan delayed again?

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn’t think of a suitable way.

Buddha Tathagata took a cigarette and frowned.

Um?

After this puff of smoke, he suddenly became clear.

There is a way.

“Maitreya.”

Tathagata Buddha instructed: “From your lower realm, give me the only way to move Qilin Mountain to the front of their masters and apprentices.”