Journey to the West: Awakening the memory of the first nine generations at the beginning

Chapter 182 Refining Golden Cymbals and Ethnic Bags
When Huang Mei saw Sun Wukong and Zixia tightly hugging each other, he felt uncomfortable, and at the same time he looked in the direction of Lingshan.

"Qiao'er, brother will definitely rescue you, you wait for brother!" Huang Mei muttered to himself.

"Wukong! As a teacher, I will give you a perfect ending. It will definitely not be like this!" Seeing Sun Wukong and Zixia embracing each other, Tang Seng muttered to himself.

"Hey! Old Xiong, when will my red thread Yuelao hold me!" Xiong Da said in his heart.

"I'm really envious of senior brother, having such a woman to accompany, unlike me! Alas!" This is the voice of Xiao Bailong.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Zixia embracing each other, everyone was full of thoughts!

Tang Seng's thoughts are a bit intriguing. It seems that Tang Seng played this video for them for some other purpose!It's just that neither of them found it!

After Tang Seng played the adapted version of Journey to the West, everyone except himself could not be calm for a long time, which directly caused Zhu Bajie to be confused when he came back.

"Brother Monkey, what's the situation? You don't seem to be in a good mood!" Zhu Bajie was a little confused when he saw everyone like this after returning from Gao Laozhuang!

"It's okay, I just have some emotions!" Sun Wukong raised his head 45 degrees and looked up at the sky.

"So you're feeling emotional? What are you feeling emotional about!" Zhu Bajie was at a loss.

Finally, he got the answer from Xiong Da.

"What? And this?" Zhu Bajie was a little surprised.

"Yeah, the story of Brother Hou and Zixia is really touching!" Xiong Da said.

"How does the six-eared macaque feel?" Zhu Bajie asked in a low voice.

"I don't know!" Xiong Da shook his head.

"Okay!" Zhu Bajie said.

"I thought the story between me and Cuilan was touching enough, but I didn't expect the story between Brother Hou and Zixia to be even more touching! There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it Nothing, the most painful thing in the world is this.

If God could give me another chance, I would say three words to that girl: 'I love you! 'If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be 1 years!Tsk tsk tsk, listen, these words, tsk tsk tsk, brother monkey is indeed brother monkey! "Zhu Bajie said to himself with emotion.

"And the last sentence, how can I love you with a golden hoop? But how can I save you without a golden hoop! In the end, I chose to wear a golden hoop because I want you to live, Your life is more important than anything else!" Zhu Bajie muttered to himself what Xiong Da told him, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Two days later, everyone's emotions calmed down, only King Huangmei would occasionally feel a little dazed. After the incident between Monkey King and Zixia, Huangmei was more sure of Su Qiaoer's existence. She was in Lingshan, and she was Enslaved by Lingshan.

"Huang Mei, your golden cymbal and race bag are not your own!" Tang Seng asked Huang Mei.

"Master, my golden cymbals and human race bag belong to Maitreya Buddha, and he gave them to me, saying that I will come to add disaster to you!" The Yellow-browed King said honestly.

"Take it out and let me have a look!" Tang Seng said to King Huangmei.

The Yellow-Browed King gave it to Tang Seng without any hesitation.

"As expected, Huang Mei, you only have the right to use these two treasures!" Tang Seng said.

"Yeah, and sometimes it depends on the mood of these two treasures if you want to use them!" The Yellow-browed King said a little depressed.

"Wait for me to help you, the golden cymbal and the human race bag have Maitreya's brand on it, I will help you remove it, and then you can refine it again, and you can use it like an arm." Tang Seng said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master!" Huang Mei thanked him!
At this time, Huang Mei no longer had any affection for Lingshan. When Lingshan killed the silly girl, and when his Qiaoer died, Huangmei only had hatred for Lingshan.

In fact, Tang Seng himself did not expect it to be so smooth. In fact, many of the things he showed Huang Mei were not worth scrutinizing, but Huang Mei just believed it. Reasonable.

After checking, Tang Seng sacrificed the black lotus, because he was afraid that the two treasures would resist, and then ran away at that time, which would be embarrassing.

After summoning the black lotus, Tang Seng first attacked the race bag. The reason why he chose the race bag first was simply because the race bag was famous, that's all.

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Seng made a move, the human race bag burst into golden light, and a strong Buddha power appeared on the race bag to resist Tang Seng's power.

"Hmph! It's just rootless duckweed!" Tang Seng snorted coldly and increased his mana output.

"Almsgiver, please stop, don't mistake yourself." Suddenly, a voice came from the human race bag, and Huang Mei heard that it was the voice of Maitreya Buddha.

"Self-mistake? Are you worthy? A ray of spiritual consciousness also wants to threaten me?" Tang Seng sneered, and then his spiritual consciousness exploded, directly defeating Maitreya's ray of spiritual consciousness!

Maitreya, who was meditating in Lingshan, suddenly changed his expression, and then let out a muffled snort. If it weren't for his strong strength, a mouthful of blood would probably spurt out.

"Who is it? You actually erased the imprint of the poor monk's spiritual consciousness on the genital bag. Could it be that Huangmei was plotted against?" Maitreya said to himself with an angry face.

He never thought it would be Jin Chanzi, because based on the time, he should be in Thorn Ridge now.

But what Maitreya never expected was that Tang Seng didn't enter Thorn Ridge at all, but directly detoured.

"No, the poor monk has to go and see who is so bold as to dare to covet the poor monk's treasure!" Said Maitreya, got up and walked out.

Just two steps away, his expression changed again, and then a look of pain appeared on his face.

puff--

A mouthful of pale golden blood spewed out of Maitreya's mouth, and his expression suddenly became sluggish.

"Damn it, the poor monk can't spare you!" Maitreya roared angrily, and then quickly flew towards Huangmei.

Because just now, the brand of spiritual consciousness on his golden cymbal was also broken. In such a short period of time, the brand of spiritual consciousness among the two treasures was destroyed, and Maitreya couldn't bear it, so he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Here, after Tang Seng destroyed the branding on the human race bag, he handed it to Huang Mei to refine it, and then picked up the golden cymbal.

It was still the familiar golden light, but this golden light, like the race bag, couldn't stop Tang Seng at all.

"Naughty beast, how dare you do that?" The divine consciousness brand on the golden cymbal said something different from the divine consciousness brand on the race bag.

But their results were the same, they were branded by Tang Seng and became ownerless.

It's not that the race bag and the golden cymbal didn't think about escaping at the beginning, but with the shield supported by the black lotus, they had nowhere to run, and they could only be wiped off by Tang Seng in the end.

"Thank you, master!" Huang Mei said happily, he had coveted these two treasures for a long time!But because of strength, he has never really owned it.

(End of this chapter)