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

"I just want to be an upright person, what's wrong with me?"

Although Dr. Zhuang Wang was forced to kneel on the ground by Zhao Gongming's powerful momentum, he still yelled with his neck held back.

"You are right to want to live, but you have chosen the wrong way to live!"

"the way?"

Hearing this, Dr. Zhuang Wang laughed sarcastically: "Have you high-ranking big shots given me a path that I can take?"

"God didn't give me a way to live, and the devil didn't give me a way to live. I finally found a way on my own, and now you tell me it's wrong?"

"Let me ask you, where did the Donghuang Bell come from?"

Zhao Gongming shouted coldly and looked at Dr. Zhan Wang with cold eyes.

"That was given to me by Master Kunpeng to protect me. Isn't this also allowed?"

"You blocked the holy monk and found the wrong backstage. This is your biggest mistake!"

As long as anyone who can participate in the Journey to the West to measure tribulations does not have the support of gods and Buddhas, who can end well?
If it weren't for the variable Tang San's burial, people like the White Bone Spirit and the Leopard Spirit would all be cannon fodder!
Not to mention that you still seek refuge with someone like Emperor Kunpeng, who is called a traitor in the Monster Clan!

In the final analysis, the world of Journey to the West still pays attention to the prehistoric theory of footwork.

If you don’t have a good follower, you still want to get a share of the calamity in Journey to the West?

"Ha ha……"

"I only know who is good to me and who is not good to me!"

"I can't tell whether it's a human or a ghost..."

"I really can't tell the difference!"

Dr. Zhuang Wang's eyes became gray, with a faint white light.

If possible, who wants to become a zombie that is neither human nor ghost?
Before becoming a zombie, he was once an outstanding member of the human race, especially his construction skills that were unparalleled in the world!
It pioneered the use of machinery by humans.

But now...

Because of the underworld's negligence, he had no peace after his death and was forced to become a zombie.

This is his misfortune, but it is also his luck.

He became the only self-aware king among thousands of zombies!
In order to survive desperately, he relied on his past memories to create a huge metal giant to protect the zombies here.

He will take care of those who are not taken care of by the underworld!
He will collect those whom the underworld does not accept!
Until one day, Emperor Kunpeng told him that as long as he ate the flesh of a pilgrim, he could truly get rid of the shackles of zombies and become a real human being. Even immortality was not impossible!

And the price is just to obey his orders at critical moments.

For this reason, a magical weapon like the Donghuang Bell was given to protect him.

You gave me peaches, and I repaid you with Qiong Yao!
Is this also wrong?
"Master, be careful, he is going to blow himself up!"

Seeing King Zombie's eyes turning white and his body making intermittent agitating sounds, Sun Xingzhe instantly blocked Tang San's burial.

Zhu Bajie followed closely behind, completely covering Tang San's burial with his broad body.

"Still want to blow yourself up?"

Zhao Gongming smiled coldly: "It's too childish to do this in front of me, Zhao Gongming."

"Although I, Zhao Gongming, am the God of Wealth, did you know that I am also a demon slayer part-time, and I am also titled as the God of Wealth?"

Zhao Gongming opened his big hand, and countless mana surged out of his body, faintly seeming to stir up the laws of heaven and earth!
Just at this moment, Dr. Zhanwang's tendency to self-destruct suddenly stopped.

"Although I was forced to join the list of gods, I have to say that the ability of the list to mobilize the power of heaven and earth is really useful."

Zhao Gongming chuckled and directly lifted Dr. Zhan Wang up.

"I originally wanted to keep you alive, but now it seems that you have a way to kill yourself!"

"I will definitely not let you go!"

At this time, Zhao Gongming's aura was surging around his body, and his face was filled with anger.

With one palm strike, Dr. Zombie King's soul will be destroyed!
Tang San's funeral was the hope of countless Jiejiao disciples. What if the two senior sisters knew that someone in front of him almost blew himself up and affected the holy monk?
Although with the strength of the holy monk, this kind of self-destruction may not be of much use, but it is a matter of face...

Zhao Gongming didn't dare to think about the horrific punishment he would face after returning...

"It's better to keep his soul and send him to reincarnation."

Tang Sanzian sighed, waved his hand and said.

"Since the holy monk begged for mercy, Gongming will spare his life!"

The magic power in Zhao Gongming's hand was reduced a bit, and he immediately landed a palm on Dr. Zhan Wang's Tianling Cap. "Click..."

The Tianling Cover immediately cracked, and no blood flowed out. Instead, it sounded like some kind of metal and wood breaking.

The only parts of the body that can be seen are the head and body, and the rest are all mechanical bodies!

"Is this a fucking scientist?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, "If we give him enough time, we might even let him research artificial limbs..."

The soul of Dr. Zombie King was floating in the sky. Tang Sanzong winked, and Black and White Wuchang each stretched out an iron chain in their hands.

Wow!
The iron chains locked Dr. Zombie King's soul tightly, preventing him from struggling.

"Holy Monk, I don't know what path this King Zombie should take?" Hei Wuchang asked with a stern look on his face.

"Which path you choose is a matter for your underworld. What should I do?"

"But..."

"The poor monk thinks that he is a talented person and it would be best if he could be reincarnated into the human race! Of course, this is just a suggestion from the poor monk."

"What the holy monk said is, we will do it now, we will do it now..."

The last time Tang San was buried in the underworld to suppress the Shura Sea of ​​Blood, the scene of his great power was still vivid in his mind.

Being able to be reincarnated is not a matter of Tang San's burial?

Although he is humble, as a subordinate, you can't really not take other people's words seriously!
"Go ahead and send him to reincarnation as soon as possible..."

Tang Sanbian waved his hand, and Black and White Wuchang walked away with Dr. Zhan Wang's soul in a sensible manner.

at the same time.

The system's voice sounded in Tang Sanzian's mind.

[It is detected that the host is at Dave County Office, the eighty-one difficulty node. Do you want to check in? 】

"Check in!"

[Congratulations to the host for getting the Simulated Saint One Strike simulation card x1. Do you want to draw it now? 】

"Extract!"

【Extracting...】

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the signature skill of Saint Yuanshi Tianzun: Dutian Divine Thunder! 】

[Using Dutian Divine Thunder can 100% simulate Yuanshi Tianzun's personal action, and the saint will kill indiscriminately! 】

What a good thing!

Tang Sanzian's face lit up and he returned his thoughts to reality.

Seeing the expectant expression on Zhao Gongming's face, Tang Sanzang gently placed his palm against his forehead.

A mysterious force instantly invaded his mind, and the method of physical sanctification was firmly imprinted on his head at this moment!
After a long time.

Zhao Gongming opened his eyes and bowed excitedly to Tang San: "Thank you, holy monk, for teaching me the Dharma!"

"It doesn't matter. What the poor monk does is mutually beneficial. It will be of great benefit to the poor monk if you intercept him and escape."

"Senior sister has already told us that from now on, as long as the holy monks are driven, it will be their duty to act openly!"

Tang Sanzian smiled and nodded.

"By the way, there is also the Donghuang Bell, which should be regarded as the holy monk's trophy..."

Only then did Zhao Gongming remember this incident and was about to pick up the Donghuang Bell that had dropped the treasure money.

But when he took a closer look, where was the trace of the Donghuang Bell?

"Something's wrong, 12 out of 10 something's wrong!"

"Hehehe, it's okay if something is wrong. The person who beat up my father still wants to steal my father's treasure?"

A sweet voice came from all directions: "Tang Sanbian, you caused my transformation failure, I will use your body to compensate today!"

Wow!

Everyone only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and when they looked again, Tang San's burial had disappeared!
(End of this chapter)