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

"Severn!"

"Seven, please come out!"

Sai Weng kept putting his glasses on and taking them off. After repeating this several times, his body did not change at all.

A feeling of horror suddenly surged into his heart.

broken……

"If the transformation fails, those old guys won't become martyrs, right?"

The more Sai Weng thought about it, the more anxious he became. He immediately put the red-rimmed glasses back into his pocket, took a deep breath, and walked back with a firm face.

He knew that without the transformation glasses, there would be only death if he went back!

But he can't back down!

After all, he was also a veteran...

On the way back, Sai Weng couldn't help but think of what he was like when he was so high-spirited.

"Demon Subduing Master No. 007 of the Demon Subduing Department, what is your dream?"

"Suppress demons and protect the human race!"

At that time, he was still very young, and he still had dreams, determined to become a big shot in the Demon Subduing Division and a hero who protected the human race.

What a pity...

His cultivation and strength determined that he was destined to become the lowest level existence in the Demon Subduing Division. After three years in the Demon Subduing Division, he could barely develop a trace of magic power.

After three years of compulsory service in the Demon Subduing Division, Sai Weng was forced to retire and returned to the small village where he grew up, taking over a horse farm left to him by his father.

Originally, the days went on like this day by day.

Until one day, a thunderbolt struck his stable in the sky. Sai Weng was afraid that the horses would be injured, so he hurried to check and found that there was an extra red-rimmed glasses in the stable.

He picked it up curiously.

From that moment on, Sai Weng's fate began to turn...

From the demon subduing master No. 007, to Sai Weng who raises horses, and then to the village's patron saint Severn!

"It seems that the gift of fate has ended here."

A tear fell from the corner of Sai Weng's eyes.

Seven's glasses have failed. With their strength, they may not be able to protect their village.

……

at the same time.

Jiuling Yuansheng, who was leading his disciples and disciples to search for the M78 Nebula, suddenly noticed a trace of the same aura as his own.

He was a little confused, but his eyes suddenly widened, and his breathing became rapid.

"Hurry up!"

"Children, I feel the breath of the M78 Nebula, not far ahead!"

The Yellow Lion Spirit following him hesitated and said, "Ancestor, do you think it's possible that the M78 nebula doesn't exist?"

He didn't dare to say that his ancestor was out of his mind...

Although Jiu Ling Yuansheng's IQ has plummeted since seeing Tang San's burial, he is still their ancestor after all.

Even if he is stupid, they still have to accompany him.

It's just that the Yellow Lion Spirit and other little Lion Spirits expressed doubts about the M78 Nebula that the ancestor had been thinking about.

He even felt that these were words Tang Sanzong said casually to fool people.

But the ancestor with a declining IQ believed it, so that now he can't listen to what others say.

He even made an oath to heaven and regarded searching for the M78 Nebula as something he must do in this life!

I won’t give up until I can find the M78 Nebula!

The last person to make such an outrageous oath was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is currently stuck in the underworld and unable to come out...

Jiuling Yuan Sheng snorted coldly and glanced at Huang Shijing dissatisfied: "What do you know?"

"You are not smart enough to understand the existence of the M78 nebula."

"Ancestor, I have felt its call in the dark. I need to use my wisdom to save the creatures there."

Jiuling Yuan Sheng waved to the lion spirits behind him: "Follow me quickly, I feel that aura appearing in Beiju Luzhou."

"Let's go there quickly, maybe it can take us to the M78 Nebula."

Several little lion spirits looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness. “Let’s go, let’s follow our ancestors.”

"After all, if the ancestor is not smart, it will be troublesome if something happens."

Jiuling Yuan Sheng led a few lion spirits and started heading towards Beiju Luzhou. After they left this place, a figure wearing a Taoist robe slowly emerged.

This person is none other than Zhenren Taiyi who has been following Jiuling Yuansheng!

In order to find a way to cure Jiuling Yuansheng's IQ, Master Taiyi almost used up all his friendships in the three realms.

He even went to Kunlun Yuxu Palace to seek advice from Yuanshi Tianzun, but even Yuanshi Tianzun heard about this situation of Jiuling Yuansheng for the first time.

For this reason, Taiyi Zhenren secretly moved Jiuling Yuan Sheng and the group of little lion spirits to Yuxu Palace and asked the saint to inspect them on the spot.

But the result is still no solution!

Even if Yuanshi Tianzun takes action personally, he still cannot solve the problem of Nine Spirits Yuansheng.

So he simply let Jiuling Yuan Sheng take action himself. Maybe the M78 Nebula he was thinking about would give him an answer.

Although Master Taiyi knew in his heart that this hope was very slim.

But the performance of Jiuling Yuansheng just now made his eyes light up again, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

"Beiju Luzhou?"

"I heard that something went awry when the Buddhist monks traveled to the west to seek scriptures. Now there are two Buddhist scripture seekers in Luzhou, Beiju. Could it be that there is really a chance there?"

"But why don't I feel anything?"

Taiyi Zhenren was confused, but he still followed him leisurely.

……

"What a strong smell of blood."

Sai Weng returned to the door of the restaurant with a sad face, although he was old and his eyesight was somewhat declining.

But the smell of blood still made him wrinkle his nose.

"Is it possible that I came too late and the monster has left?"

Sai Weng straightened up and looked around himself, paying careful attention to the surrounding movements.

At the same time, he moved towards the restaurant.

But the further inside, the colder Sai Weng's heart becomes...

No.

No sign of the monster!

I'm late!

Although in the past, he was the first to run away when a monster appeared, but that was to avoid others discovering that he had transformed into the patron saint of Seven.

But now.

Seven glasses failed...

He became a complete deserter!

While all the veterans were protecting their homes, he ran away secretly!

So before even entering the restaurant, Sai Weng started crying.

"Oh, Eggplant, Lao Liu, Lao Ma, Lao Wang... I'm sorry for you!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely collect the body for you and build a good monument for you!"

Other old men in the restaurant:? ? ?

"Sai Weng, you just ran away for your life, what's the point of cursing us when you come back?"

"Tell me clearly!"

Sai Weng, who was immersed in sorrow, was restrained by several old men on the spot before he could recover.

"What a blessing, you used to tear your clothes when you came back in a panic. But now you have experience in running for your life, right? Can you come back unscathed?"

"Why are you coming back to curse us to death?"

Sai Weng was stunned for a moment, and when he saw everyone standing here intact, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"It's great that you are all alive."

"The Guardian Saint of Seven did not appear this time. How did you survive in the hands of monsters?" (End of Chapter)