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

Chapter 297 The reason why artificial rainfall bombs produce 100% rainfall (please collect and recommend monthly tickets!)

Just when Tang San was sending artificial rainfall bombs to the sky, an angry-looking Antarctic Immortal appeared in the mortal world stepping on the auspicious clouds.

"Okay, okay, this Tang San Burial is quite capable. He actually moved my longevity peach tree to the lower realm."

After the Antarctic Immortal arrived at the boundary of Fengxian County, he immediately felt the longevity peach tree he had placed in the Pixiang Hall.

"This Tang Sanfu is so arrogant. Do you really think that no one in the three realms dares to touch him because he is a Buddhist scripture seeker?"

The Antarctic Immortal's spiritual thoughts swept through and instantly locked the location of Tang San's burial.

Then the quasi-sage's pressure faintly seeped out, attacking Tang San's burial like an invisible cage.

"Tang San was buried, I, the Antarctic Immortal, came here this time for..."

Just when the divine thoughts were about to lock Tang San's burial, the Antarctic Immortal appeared in the sky above Fengxian County with a gloomy face.

But right now!
"boom!"

A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and then the whole world seemed to be drowned by endless waves of sound.

The Antarctic Immortal could vaguely see a cylindrical thing with a tail rising into the sky with a light of fire.

The terrifying power it exuded made even him feel palpitations in his heart, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying entity...

After a few breaths, a huge roar sounded again, and the cylindrical thing suddenly exploded, and the firelight suddenly spread out, turning into a sea of ​​fire.

This explosion was like destroying the world, giving even the Antarctic immortals a creepy feeling.

"Fuck!"

What the Antarctic Immortal originally wanted to say was forced back, and in the end he only managed to squeeze out these two words.

He had a hunch that although he was now a quasi-sage in cultivation, if he was hit by such an explosion, even if his life was not in danger, he would probably have to go back and rebuild for tens of thousands of years...

"Who made this thing?"

The Antarctic Immortal looked at the direction of the explosion on the horizon, and couldn't help but sweat dripping from his palms.

"But this direction seems to be heaven?"

hiss……

Thinking of this, Antarctic Immortal was completely stunned.

Who the hell is causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace again?

Is this much more powerful than Yang Jian and Sun Houhou back then?

The Antarctic Immortal Old Man patted his head and brought his thoughts back to the present.

After taking a deep breath, he came down from the sky and said loudly: "Tang San is buried, I am here..."

"Little monkey, what do you think of the power of my rain bomb?"

Tang Sanjian's voice sounded.

"Great!"

Sun Xingzhe gave a thumbs up, looked at the master with admiration and said, "This is much more powerful than when I made trouble in the Heavenly Palace."

In the past, he only knew that his master was powerful.

But I didn’t expect that the angry master was so inhumane!
Outrageous!

That’s outrageous, right? !
No mantras, no kneading techniques!

There wasn't even a spell-casting process, so it just blew up the heavens?
My old grandson would never dare to have such a dream!

The Antarctic Immortal, who was about to attack, froze in place when he heard this...

Was that explosion caused by Tang Sanzang just now?

hiss……

Does this monk still have this ability?
"It's the Antarctic Immortal. Are you here for something?" Sun Xingzhe looked at the Antarctic Immortal and asked.

"Ahem..." The Antarctic Immortal Old Man coughed twice in embarrassment, looked at Tang Sanzian and said, "I came here to find my longevity peach tree..."

"Something's wrong. We agreed on artificial rain bombs, but why do we only see the power but not the rainfall?"

Tang Sanzong looked towards the sky.

When he fired the cannonball, let alone seeing the power, even the people of Fengxian County could see it when they raised their heads. A hole was blown out of the heaven...

Tang Sanzun casually took out the two divine swords of Yuantu Abi: "It seems that God will have to ask Taibai Jinxing about the situation."

Looking at the Antarctic Immortal who was standing uneasily, Tang Sanzang asked: "I wonder what the immortal is doing here?" The Antarctic Immortal looked at the two swords in Tang Sanzian's hands, and the words stuck on his lips. In the throat.

Yuantu Abi? !
Buddhism really spent a lot of money on Tang San's burial...

"Haha, I was out for a walk, but I didn't expect to meet a holy monk. What a fate, a fate!" The Antarctic Immortal laughed.

Tang Sanzian squinted his eyes, knowing in his heart what the Antarctic Immortal meant by coming here.

When he went to heaven before, Taibai Jinxing said that the initiator of the Fengxian County disaster had been replaced by the Antarctic Immortal from the Jade Emperor.

He directly forcibly broke the test of Pixiang Palace, which undoubtedly slapped the Antarctic Immortal in the face.

Coupled with the time in the Bhikkhu Kingdom, the Antarctic Immortal will naturally not give up.

But now that he saw himself throwing artificial rain bombs and taking out the Yuantu Abi Sword, he changed his mind in time.

It's a pity that there is no experience card for the demon heart species, otherwise, this old boy would be controlled directly...

"What about that? Since you are here, holy monk, I will leave first..." The Antarctic Immortal waved his hands awkwardly and prepared to leave.

Tang Sanzian squinted his eyes and said, "Since you're here, let's sit down for a while. I remember that you like drinking tea, right? Don't leave in a hurry, I'll just make you a cup of tea!"

"No need, Pindao remembered that he has some things to do at home." The Antarctic Immortal said hurriedly.

"What else?"

"Hey, it's not like we haven't fed the elixir at home yet, and the mount hasn't been trained yet!" said the Antarctic Immortal, waving his hand.

Tang Sanzan: ...

"The holy monk bids farewell." After saying this, the Antarctic Immortal wanted to leave.

Tang Sanzian glanced at it and directly placed the iron lock in the Xiang Palace into the hands of the Antarctic Immortal.

"You're all here, I'll give you a little gift."

"Since the immortal's memory is not very good, try to go out as little as possible in the future, and wait until the candle burns out the iron lock before going out."

???

The Antarctic Immortal looked at the candle and iron lock in his hand, and black lines appeared on his face.

"Then thank you Holy Monk for your kindness..."

After the Antarctic Immortal finished speaking, he directly cast a spell and escaped.

Shame!

What a shame!
……

Heavenly Court, Pixiang Temple.

Taibai Jinxing and a group of heavenly gods looked at the Pixiang Hall that was blown to ashes in confusion, and fell into deep self-doubt.

Is this the Pixiang Palace?
How could there be power in the Three Realms that could destroy this place?
From the ruins of Pixiang Palace, a Jade Emperor's edict floated out, and then floated to the lower world as if it had spiritual power.

The imperial edict first hovered over the East China Sea for a long time, but it seemed that it could not find its target. Then it was divided into three parts and floated to the West Sea, South China Sea and North Sea respectively.

After a moment of effort.

The Dragon Kings of the Three Seas gathered in Fengxian County, and a heavy rain started falling in the blink of an eye.

The wind was thundering in the sky, the clouds were rolling and the rain was falling, and Fengxian County looked very small in the white heavy rain.

All the people stood excitedly in the heavy rain, letting the raindrops continue to hit their bodies. The sound of cheering and the sound of raindrops were mixed together, as if it heralded a good harvest in the coming year...

Tang Sanzian smiled when he saw this scene, and asked doubtfully: "Tongzi, why is it raining so slowly this time?"

Under normal circumstances, the things provided by the system are quite reliable.

This time it took so long for the rain bombs to start raining that Tang Sanbian almost thought the system was not working.

[The world of Journey to the West is in a mythical world, and rainfall is controlled by the Jade Emperor. In order to achieve 100% rainfall, artificial rainfall bombs need to lock in the Jade Emperor's will. 】

[This time, the Jade Emperor placed the rain edict in the Pixiang Hall. It took a certain amount of time for the rain bombs to blow up the Pixiang Hall, thus causing the rain to be delayed. 】

Tang Sanbu:? ? ?

Good guy!
What you mean by being able to achieve 100% rainfall is that a cannonball blew up the place where the Jade Emperor issued the decree to rain, and then allowed the Dragon King to get the decree to rain?
Tang San could not help but give the system a thumbs up: "Tongzi, I have to say that you are really a fucking genius!"

"I thought you were exaggerating when you said that there would be 100% rainfall in the world of Journey to the West, but I didn't expect that I was superficial..."

(End of this chapter)