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

"Is this the malfunction you told me about?"

Fu Bole looked at the Severn giant who was countless times bigger than him with a confused look on his face. He could almost swallow a goose egg with his mouth open.

"Cough cough..."

The Severn giant scratched his head in embarrassment and said awkwardly: "Well... I really couldn't do it when I wanted to transform before. I don't know how it will work again..."

"It works sometimes but it doesn't work. You'd better hide it from now on. Don't show off and end up losing your life."

Fu Bole looked at Sai Weng speechlessly.

This is why he developed the habit of hiding and transforming.

If you really see a monster and rush to fight with all your strength, you might really die.

"I guess your thing is not working because the Great Sage and several holy monks appeared. Maybe it has something to do with the journey to the west to measure the calamity."

Fo Bole didn't see the specific reason, so he could only blame the problem on Xiyou Liangjie.

After all, because of this calamity, the three realms that had been stable for many years began to change.

"You should collect your magical powers first. Although the Great Sage and the Holy Monk have passed, we still have to wait for the next Buddhist scripture seeker to come."

"The person who learned the lesson is the highlight!"

Sai Weng returned to his true form, and after dissipating the power of the Giant of Light, he and Fobole came to the stable in the backyard.

As usual, the black donkey still faced the stable fence with his buttocks and walked backwards in a moonwalk, which looked extremely strange.

"Bo Le, do you think this thing can really be ridden on the road?"

Sai Weng hesitated and issued a soul torture.

He has been raising horses for so many years, and he thinks he has a certain understanding of mounts.

Even if Xiangma's ability is not as good as Bole's, and he cannot recognize what a thousand-mile horse is, he still has the ability to distinguish between normal horses and abnormal horses.

Although this black donkey is not a horse, since it is a mount, it is essentially the same thing.

But the state of this black donkey...

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a mount that can be ridden on the road, right?

The way this stupid thing walks, is it definitely something a serious person would ride?

"This... it used to be the mount of Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals in the Heavenly Cave. It should... there should be no problem."

"Maybe this is what makes it unique."

Fu BoLe gave two uncertain explanations.

To be honest, with his many years of experience in watching horses, he couldn't see anything unique about this strange black donkey.

It can be said that it perfectly avoids all the characteristics of high-quality mounts!

"Why don't you, Bole, go up to your butt and open your eyes?" Sai Weng couldn't hold back his curiosity.

Fo Bole also had some thoughts: "Since you said so, I will go up and give it a try. It just so happened that the holy monk modified it yesterday. Maybe it will have miraculous effects."

With that said, Fu Bole walked into the stable, took the black donkey out, and arrived at an empty racecourse.

Fo Bole used to be an official in the Royal Horse Supervisor of Heaven. In addition to his first-class skills in horse-drawing, he was also good at training horses.

He turned over and got on the horse... After getting on the donkey, Fu Bole held the reins on the donkey's bridle, and then gently patted the donkey's butt.

"drive!"

A sharp shout sounded, and the black donkey's head suddenly raised.

It's just that the expected running didn't happen. Instead, a beautiful children's song came out of the black donkey's mouth...

"Welcome to ride on the children's rocking chair. If you answer the questions correctly, you can ride for free."

"What's the name of dad's dad!"

"What's the name of dad's dad!"

Fu BoLe:? ? ?

Sai Weng:? ? ?

"Why can't this black donkey regain his IQ?"

When Fu Bole heard the sound of singing here, he almost fell off the donkey. How the hell can you play like this?

"Snapped!"

Ferbole whipped the donkey's butt hard, trying to make the black donkey start by punishing it.

But when the whip was applied, the black donkey seemed not to feel any pain, its four hooves remained motionless, and it still sang the lyrics in its mouth...

Seeing such a strange scene, Sai Weng couldn't help but said: "How about you try to answer his question, maybe it will be useful."

Fo Bole thought for a while and replied in a weak voice: "Dad's father's name is grandpa?"

This sentence seemed to touch a certain nerve in the black donkey. The donkey's head suddenly lifted up, and both donkey's eyes were filled with light.

"The answer is correct, the donkey-brand rocking car is officially on its way!"

After the black donkey finished speaking, he waved his four hooves on the ground a few times, then performed a moonwalk, sliding backwards.

Fo Bole, who was sitting on the donkey, moved his body silently with a confused look on his face. After keeping the same direction as the donkey's butt, he felt less dizzy.

only……

Patting a donkey's butt while walking always feels a little weird.

……

same moment.

Jiuling Yuansheng, who was looking for the breath of M78 Nebula, once again felt the familiar breath appear in Beiju Luzhou, and instantly roared excitedly.

"Children, victory is ahead. I have locked the position, speed up!"

"Ancestor, if you don't take off the transformer first, maybe we can move forward much faster!" Huang Shijing couldn't help but say.

The great ancestor Luo Jinxian was demoted to Taiyi Jinxian forcibly, and he still thinks about defeating everything with his wisdom all day long...

Without the constraints of this transformer, they would have arrived in Beiju Luzhou eight hundred years ago!

If you just rely on your legs to walk step by step, how long will it take you to reach it?

Jiuling Yuansheng turned his head and said with an unhappy expression: "I want to educate the existence of M78 Nebula through wisdom!"

"How can I reflect my value if I just rely on brute force?"

Huang Shijing hesitated and said: "But ancestor, have you noticed that if you want to go to Beiju Luzhou, you have to cross the North Sea. If we don't use magic, how can we get there?"

"This is a problem."

Jiuling Yuan Sheng was silent, but after a moment, he had a flash of inspiration and immediately smiled: "As the saying goes, make a road over the mountains and build a bridge over the water!"

"We can build a ship if we want to cross the sea!"

"My wisdom is enough to build a big ship to cross the North Sea!"

All the lion spirits:? ? ?

"enough!"

Just when they were desperate, a loud voice suddenly sounded, and Master Taiyi appeared in front of them at some point.

The yellow lion spirit and several other little lions knelt down in a hurry: "See the real person!"

"Get up."

Master Taiyi waved his hand, and with a slight wave of the dust in his hand, everyone was immediately swept up.

"I also feel the presence of aura related to Jiuling Yuansheng in Beiju Luzhou."

"Without further ado, we should hurry over!"

Jiuling Yuan Sheng still wanted to refute, but wearing the emperor's armor, he only had the strength of Taiyi Golden Immortal at this moment. How could he be Taiyi Zhenren's opponent?

Master Taiyi directly cast a small spell to seal his mouth.

The group of people soared through the clouds and mist, and in the blink of an eye they flew across the North Sea and arrived at Beiju Luzhou.

Taiyi Zhenren dispersed the spell, turned his head and looked at Jiuling Yuan Sheng: "Jiuling, where did the breath come from before you feel it again?"

Although Jiuling Yuansheng was dissatisfied with the behavior of Master Taiyi forcibly sending him to Beiju Luzhou, he had no choice but to close his eyes and feel it carefully.

After a long time, Jiuling Yuan Sheng's eyes lit up slightly, he pointed to the north and said, "I feel the remaining aura coming from the north!" (End of Chapter)