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

Chapter 165: When did this monk instigate you to rebellion?

"Master, this monster doesn't know good from bad, let's kill him!"

Among the golden cymbals, Sun Xingzhe took out his AK47 and was about to take action, but was stopped by Zhu Bajie.

"Brother Monkey, of course Master has reasons for doing this. Let's not act rashly!"

Although Zhu Bajie has never seen the watermelon in the master's hand.

But seeing Master's calm face, I knew everything was under Master's control.

"Master, what do you think we should do now?"

"Wait!"

"Wait?"

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard Tang Sanzan's words.

"Master, if you want me to tell you that you can just subdue this old monster?" Sun Xingzhe said angrily.

Dare to do black and eat black things in front of him, and when it comes to the sky, they are also reasonable.

Tang Sannian smiled, but did not explain.

Although when the Four Sages tried their Zen mind back then, he used the Demon Heart Seed to control the three Bodhisattvas, but he forcibly controlled them. From the bottom of their hearts, they were all toward Buddhism.

But this yellow eyebrow is different!

This is the first buddhist rebellious boy he has seen. If he can take the opportunity to win him over, he will surely become a great help in his attack on Lingshan in the future!
"Little ones, those monks were trapped by me in the golden cymbals, come here and let's share this watermelon!"

Outside Jin Rao, the Yellow-Browed King held a watermelon knife and split the watermelon with one stroke.

The bright red flesh of the melon suddenly overflowed with spiritual energy. When the little demons who were still alive smelled the scent of watermelon, they rushed over like sharks smelling the smell of blood.

"My lord, this melon smells really good!"

"Give me a piece, I can't wait!"

The Yellow-Browed King laughed, and the watermelon knife in his hand spun rapidly, and the watermelon was distributed to each little demon in the blink of an eye.

He hugged half a watermelon and ate it with big mouthfuls.

"Xiang, this melon is indeed a gift from Buddha. It tastes different!"

"Little kids, hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, I will go with you to the Tang Dynasty to preach scriptures. By then, everyone in the Tang Dynasty will believe in me, King Huang Mei. Who will know what the Buddha looks like?"

……

Among Jin Rao.

Sun Xingzhe looked at the calm Tang Sanzan, feeling anxious.

"Master, why don't we go out? The space inside this Jinrao is small and it feels a bit stuffy?"

Tang Sanzian listened to the sound of the monsters eating watermelon outside Jinrao coming to an end, thinking that the time was almost up.

Standing up directly, he said: "The auspicious time has come, let's get out of Jinrao!"

"okay!"

Sun Xingzhe just waited for Master's words.

Hearing this, he instantly punched Jin Rao hard.

"when!"

The fist hit the golden cymbal and made a huge roar, but it did not cause any damage. Instead, Sun Xingzhe's fist was a little numb due to the shock.

"Master, this Jinrao is extraordinary."

"Let the old pig try it!"

Zhu Bajie didn't dare to use the laser cannon in his hand, for fear of causing a rebound after he blasted it out.

Relying on his strong body, Zhu Bajie immediately used his magic power to make himself grow bigger and bigger.

Seeing that he was about to touch the edge of Jin Rao...

But when he touched Jin Rao, he found that Jin Rao also began to expand as he grew bigger, as if it had elasticity.

"Master, this Jinrao is like rubber, it can't be pulled at all?"

"let me!"

Seeing this, Sha Wujin walked out without saying a word, carrying Gatlin.

clatter……

Before Sha Wujin could spin Gatling in his hand, Zhu Bajie hurriedly kicked him to stop him.

"You look at this as a confined space, do you want to launch a bomb that can't distinguish between friend and foe?"

"If the problem can be solved with weapons, I would have used the laser cannon just now!"

Hearing Zhu Bajie's words, Sha Wujin scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Then what should we do? This thing is not an ordinary magic weapon at first glance."

"It's really unusual!" Tang Sanzun smiled.

After all, this thing is the magic weapon of the future Buddha Maitreya, a Buddha who can rival Tathagata in Lingshan!

Could the things he used be ordinary goods?
"Light up the cigarettes, and I will take you out for the teacher!"

When several apprentices heard this, their eyes lit up instantly, and they took out Hua Zi and lit them silently.

Zhu Bajie also thoughtfully gave Xingxian one.

And I silently smoked the remaining half of it...

"Your Majesty, this treasure won't be damaged by them, right?"

The Yellow-Browed King immediately laughed out loud when he heard this: "Break it? Do you think my baby is made of mud?"

"Even if this group of people are exhausted inside, they will definitely not be able to destroy my Jin Rao!"

"Crack..."

Before King Huang Mei could finish his words, he heard a clear voice from Jin Rao suddenly.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

As a cold voice sounded, Jin Rao, who was originally extremely hard on the ground, was suddenly torn open like a clam shell.

A burst of smoke drifted out from the gap.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this Jin Rao opened it on his own!"

The little demon who asked just now looked at Jin Rao blankly and said in a trembling voice.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"No one can do this Jin Rao except me, I can..."

King Huang Mei was half-way through his words, but he got stuck in his throat and could no longer speak.

He didn't even realize that the watermelon rind in his hand fell to the ground!
How did this group of monks come out of Jinrao?

As the smoke dissipated, the Yellow-Eyebrow King instantly felt trembling all over when he saw a ferocious hole being torn open on Jin Rao's face.

This Jinrao is the magic weapon of Maitreya Buddha. How is this possible?

Huang Mei had obviously just eaten half of the watermelon, but Huang Mei's mouth couldn't stop feeling dry at the moment.

An icy chill went from head to toe.

"Don't move, I'll kill you if you move!"

Amid the smog, three apprentices came out with Huazi in their mouths and weapons in their hands, forming a triangular formation and protecting Tang San in the middle.

King Huangmei didn't have time to think about how Tang San's master and apprentice came out of the golden cymbal.

He took off the race bag around his waist without hesitation.

As soon as the humanoid bag, which is like a big sack, is opened, a powerful suction force bursts out, making a whirring sound like a vacuum cleaner.

The Yellow-browed King pointed at Tang San's funeral and shouted coldly: "Take it!"

But after the words fell, Tang San's master and apprentice remained motionless like a rock. Instead, they looked at the Yellow Eyebrow King like a fool.

"Why did it fail?"

"My lord, don't hold back, these monks don't look like good people!"

"Your Majesty, quickly accept them, accept them!"

The cold sweat broke out on the anxious forehead of the yellow-browed king.

"I take it, I take it, I take it!!!"

He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, frantically urging the human race bag.

But the monks in front of them were not affected by the human race bag at all, with only a little bit of soot floating in the hall.

"Haha, are you shouting?"

"Even if you call your throat broken today, no one can help you!"

Sha Wujin took a deep breath of Hua Zi, exhaled a smoke ring and floated towards the king with yellow eyebrows, laughing wildly.

"Ahh! Damn it, damn it!"

The yellow-browed majestic eyes were red.

"Little ones, give it to me!"

Seeing that the race bag had no effect, he took out his mace and took the lead to rush over.

But after he sprinted for a few meters, he suddenly found that a group of his subordinates were standing there in a daze, not moving at all.

The Yellow-Browed King turned his head and shouted angrily: "Why are my words not working? Come on with me!"

Tang Sanzian waved his hand: "Surround him!"

After the words fell, I saw my younger brothers who belonged to me, as if a switch had been turned on, rushed over and surrounded the yellow-browed king in the middle.

"You... When did you get turned against by this monk?"

(End of this chapter)