Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 154 Erlang God, the Second and Fifth Son of Heaven
"Master, why are you collecting so many useless things?"

"Shut up, I won't let you talk about yourself like that!"

???

Everyone is dumbfounded after killing everything. Is this me I’m talking about?
I'm talking about these boxes you collected!

It's fine to put away things like gold, silver and treasures, and even the boxes for sundries in the Dragon Palace were swept away by Tang Sanbu.

Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie also looked confused.

"shallow!"

Tang Sanzian looked at his disciples and said with a smile: "Dragon nature is greedy. Even though these are just a few boxes, there might be something good hidden in any corner!"

"We're all here, wouldn't it be a bit disrespectful to our purpose if we don't empty this place?"

Sha Wujin asked in confusion: "Master, when did we have a purpose?"

"I just sent it out because my teacher just felt it!"

Tang Sanzan's big hand gently stroked Sha Wujin's head, his face was full of smiles, making Sha Wujin tremble a few times.

"Xiaosha, remember our purpose!"

"Master...Master, tell me, Xiaosha will write it down in a notebook." Sha Wu's mouth was trembling.

"Educate all sentient beings and empty your family's wealth!"

"To put it simply, it's killing people and seizing treasures!"

"Compassion is the Buddha's business. I am only responsible for sending others to see the Buddha!"

"Okay, Master's purpose is good!" Sha Wuji boasted hastily.

"Then tell me, what is the purpose of this?"

"This……"

Sha Wujin's face froze, he scratched his head with his right hand a few times, and said in embarrassment: "Master's purpose is so good that it matches your suit!"

Sun Xingzhe: ...

Zhu Bajie: ...

Damn it, under the high pressure of the master, Sha Wu, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, will always flatter him.

Several people swept away the treasure house of the Dragon Palace. They searched a lot of gold, silver and other treasures, but the most important nine-leaf Ganoderma lucidum grass and relics have not been found for a long time.

"Master, it seems that the two treasures you want are not here."

Sun Xingzhe used his fiery eyes to look around, and after confirming that there was no mezzanine, he gave up the search.

Tang Sanzun nodded: "Let's go up to find Nine-Headed Insect and Princess Wansheng!"

"If you dare to take the things I buried with Tang San, I will let them know how many eyes Lord Ma has today!"

As soon as the four master and apprentice came out of the water, they saw Chang Wei calling Laifu again!

Nonsence!

Little White Dragon was beating the Nine-Headed Insect.

The sky was stained red with blood, exuding an endless and cruel aura.

With the blessing of the Ancestral Dragon Dragon Yuan, Xiao Bailong's cultivation has already reached the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Even the Nine-Headed Insect, relying on its racial talent, was directly chopped off five heads by the little white dragon at this moment!
"How is it possible...how can you be so strong!"

"Strong?" Xiao Bailong's face was full of sarcasm at this moment.

"You haven't seen the strongest one yet, can you do it? Little dog!"

Ok?
Small dog?

These two words seemed to prick the Nine-Headed Insect's Nilin, and the remaining four heads burst out with powerful anger.

Why did he go to sacrifice to Saiguo to steal relics even if he offended the Buddhist sect?
The most fundamental reason is that he and Princess Halloween have not had children for so many years.

Therefore, the married life is getting worse and worse.

Hearing Xiao Bailong's straightforward sarcasm at this moment completely tore apart the remaining dignity of the Nine-Headed Insect!

"Give me death, death!"

As soon as the words fell, a row of lines suddenly appeared on the body of the furious Nine-Headed Insect, and two heads exploded at this moment.

Endless blood merged into his body, and the aura of the nine-headed insect suddenly increased by several levels!

His cultivation level is close to that of Daluo Jinxian!
"So what about the ancestral dragon bloodline? I, the nine-headed worm, am also blessed by the ancestral bloodline!"

"Go to hell!"

Xiao Bailong felt the aura of Nine-Headed Insect, and frowned.

The blood energy on Nine-Headed Insect's body continued to spread until the whole body was covered with blood, then both hands turned into sharp claws, and went straight to grab the little white dragon's heart!
Suddenly, the wind and thunder surged, like a god descending!

Seeing this scene, Sun Xingzhe had a look of worry on his face.

"Master, this Nine-Headed Insect must have used some forbidden method to raise its strength to the level of Da Luo Jinxian."

"I'm afraid Aaron is not his opponent, do you want to help?"

Sun Xingzhe took out his AK47 and was ready to shoot at any time, but was stopped by Tang Sanzhu.

"Don't worry, let the nine-headed worm fly for a while!"

Fly for a while?

Sun Xingzhe didn't understand, but since the master said it, there must be a reason from the master.

He put away his AK47 and stood aside silently.

Seeing that Xiaobailong had no power to fight, Nine-Headed Insect smiled even more.

It was as if he had seen the scene where his former love rival surrendered at his feet again.

However, in the next second, the smile on his face completely froze, and was replaced by panic!

"Who? Who?"

The Nine-Headed Insect was horrified, he just felt like a mud cow had plunged into the sea at this moment, and he lost control of his body.

"Is it Zhenjun Erlang?!"

Sun Xingzhe's eyes lit up, he looked at Tang Sanzian with admiration and asked: "Master, could it be that you have noticed that the True Lord is here a long time ago?"

How could I notice it?
Tang Sanzong said silently in his heart, I just read Journey to the West.

But on the surface, Tang Sanzan put on a posture of being in control, and said lightly: "Little monkey, this is called strategizing for the teacher, and the decisive victory is thousands of miles away!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The appearance of Erlang Shen completely panicked Nine-Headed Insect.

What the hell am I capable of!

He mobilized all his strength without hesitation, wanting to escape from Erlang God's control, but he didn't want to be caught by the Six Sages of Meishan just as he broke free from the shackles.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian, as the outstanding disciple of the three generations of Chanjiao, his own strength is naturally extraordinary.

Back then when he conferred the gods during the catastrophe, he showed great power, and his strength was close to that of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Now that his body has been sanctified for so many years, his cultivation has already reached the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortals!
In addition, there are the Six Sages of Meishan...

This lineup, even during the Conferred Gods era when Da Luo was everywhere, was a completely luxurious lineup.

Not to mention dealing with a tiny nine-headed worm during Journey to the West.

It is impossible to win, and if you can run away, it is already a blessing.

The Nine-Headed Insect struggled to spread its wings, trying to escape from this place.

Seeing this, Yang Jian held a golden bow, drew the full bow, and shot at the nine-headed insect...

Xiaotiangou waited for the opportunity to move, taking advantage of Nine-Headed Insect's inattention, and directly dropped one of his heads in one bite.

The poor nine-headed worm now has only one head left.

Yang Jian glanced at the little white dragon, then looked at Sun Xingzhe on the ground with a smile, and said: "Monkey, do you want to kill this bird or keep it?"

Sun Xingzhe clasped his fists towards Yang Jian and said, "Thank you Zhenjun for coming to help, but if you want to kill or stay, I have to ask my master to make the decision!"

"Oh? Is your master the one scheduled to take Buddhist scriptures that day?"

"Exactly!"

Yang Jian saw a fat and white monk standing next to Sun Xingzhe, he waved his hand, and the six sages of Meishan escorted the nine-headed worm to the ground.

"Holy Monk, this nine-headed worm hinders the great cause of the journey to the west. Our brothers just happened to pass by to help you get rid of this disaster. It's up to you to kill or keep it!"

The Nine-Headed Insect was bitten by the Xiaotian Dog, and lost all strength at the moment, and knelt down in front of Tang Sanzan with a plop.

"Holy Monk, I am willing to offer the Buddha's treasure and please spare the little insect's life!"

　Thanks to the female benefactor, I advise you to kindly reward!

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(End of this chapter)