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

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was dressed in battle clothes. Under her golden light, even the light of the sun seemed to dim.

As the former senior sister of Jiejiao and one of the four direct disciples of Lord Tongtian, her strength is definitely the most top-notch existence among saints.

Even though he was on the list of gods during the Conferred Gods Tribulation, he was still the famous Doumu Yuanjun, and the Doubu in charge was also the most capable group of people in the heaven.

This shows how powerful his strength is!

Although her blow just now did not break the Donghuang Bell's defense, the powerful impact also made some people with low cultivation levels in Kunpeng's nest uncomfortable.

"Mother of the Golden Spirit?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

Imperial Master Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, then walked out of the lair, soared up, and hovered on top of the snow-capped mountains.

He had long black hair, a somewhat gloomy face, and thin lips. He was wrapped in a heavy cloak behind him, which made him look very thin.

It was as if a gust of wind could sweep him away.

"If you touch Tang Sanzong, you are touching my Jiejiao. If you don't want to make things worse, hand over Tang Sanzong immediately!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stared at Kunpeng with cold eyes.

"I heard in the past that the people who were on the list of gods from Jiejiao were all men who listened to orders but not announcements. I didn't expect that so many years later, as the senior sister of Jiejiao, you actually took the lead in becoming a dog for the heaven?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Kunpeng! How dare you insult my senior sister?!" Zhao Gongming shouted sharply, the anger in his eyes gushing out.

Kunpeng sneered: "Am I not telling the truth?"

"Tell the truth, grandma!"

Zhao Gongming cursed angrily: "You are still talking so hard even when you are about to die!"

"Just you guys?" Kunpeng glanced around and laughed contemptuously.

"Not to mention there are just a few quasi-sages and Da Luo. Even if more quasi-sages come, if I, Kunpeng, don't get out of here, what can you do to me?"

"Did you break my Donghuang Bell?" Kunpeng said nonchalantly.

He led the branch that was originally separated from the Monster Clan to establish his own kingdom here. After so many years, it has not been discovered because he has the artifact of the East Emperor Bell!

In addition, Patriarch Hongjun said at the beginning that saints were not allowed to participate in the affairs of the three realms.

So Kunpeng is very confident now, confident that he is invincible under the saint!

As long as he has the Donghuang Bell to protect him, who in the Three Realms can kill him?
"Look at my magic weapon, I can break your Donghuang Bell!" Zhao Gongming roared, and treasure money appeared in his hand.

As he shook the money, he muttered: "Baby, please land!"

Buzz!
Above the money, there seems to be an invisible power of rules surging, constantly attacking the Donghuang Bell, making a dull sound.

However, the Donghuang Bell that protected the entire snow mountain did not fail as Zhao Gongming expected. Instead, it only vibrated twice and returned to its original state.

failed?
Zhao Gongming did not believe in evil and once again mobilized the treasure money.

"Baby, please land!"

"Baby, please land!"

"Baby, please land!"

After using it three times in a row, the Donghuang Bell only made a dull sound each time and then returned to normal...

"Hahaha, I have long noticed that you used the treasure money to deal with the Donghuang Bell, how could you be unprepared?"

Kunpeng laughed loudly and said proudly: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. This Donghuang Bell is placed on the ground, covering the entire Kunpeng's nest. No matter how you use the treasure money, it will have no effect!"

"Because it's already on the ground, where else can it fall? Hahahaha..."

Zhao Gongming's face froze. The treasure money was the trump card he and his senior sister used to deal with the Donghuang Bell. If it couldn't even work, who could beat the Donghuang Bell?
The Holy Mother of Jinling frowned and looked at the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng and Zen Master Wuchao: "What else can you do to deal with this Donghuang Bell?"

Zen Master Wuchao and Randen Ancient Buddha looked at each other and shook their heads with ugly expressions.

As an artifact of the demon clan, the Donghuang Bell is also known as the first innate spiritual treasure since the beginning of the world!
Its defense power is absolutely invincible!

There is no other magic weapon in the world that can compare with him!
The Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng thought for a moment and said, "According to the old monk's opinion, the only solution now is to ask the saint to come forward."

"Don't move here. The old monk will go to the depths of chaos."

The Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng took a few steps and soon arrived at the depths of chaos, asking to see the Two Saints of the West.

The Second Saint of the West, who was injured in the last attempt to win the Heavenly Secret Formation and was recuperating in chaos, immediately became serious after hearing the report from the Lantern Ancient Buddha. Tang San was captured by Kunpeng. This was a big deal!
Moreover, Kunpeng also has the artifact Donghuang Bell in his hand...

"Senior brother, I'm afraid this matter is a bit difficult to handle. Last time we took action, the teacher was already dissatisfied. This time..." Saint Zhunti stopped talking.

Kunpeng, who has the artifact Donghuang Bell in hand, may only be able to win with the help of a saint!

"Yuanshi Taoist Brother Chan teaches many disciples. Most of the original Twelve Golden Immortals are now quasi-sage Daluo. Please ask Taoist friend to let his disciples take action. It shouldn't be a problem to besiege Kunpeng."

Fellow Taoist Jie Yin thought for a while and said: "Moreover, when the Gods were conferred to measure the calamity, both the Zhuxian Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation laid down by Jie Jiao fell into Chan Jiao's pocket. With these two formations, we will definitely be able to take them." Get off Kunpeng!”

"Senior brother, these words are very kind!"

Saint Zhunti thought for a moment and felt that it made sense. He immediately rolled up the lamp-burning ancient Buddha and came to Yuxu Palace together.

After explaining the situation, Yuanshi Tianzun looked overjoyed!
He was worried about how to let Chan's disciples, moisturizing things, silently participate in the robbery and reap the benefits.

Unexpectedly, someone brought me a pillow as soon as I fell asleep.

"What worries do fellow Taoists have?"

Seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun was silent, Saint Zhunti was a little anxious.

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand hurriedly: "No worries, no worries at all!"

"I will ask my disciples to go with their magic weapons to help you with Buddhism!"

While speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun sent an order out of Yuxu Palace.

Except for Yun Zhongzi and Huanglong Zhenren, Antarctic Immortal Weng, Guangchengzi, Chi Jingjing, Taiyi Zhenren, etc. all left their caves with magic weapons.

……

Kunpeng's nest.

Tang San was buried and finally met the emperor's master Kunpeng.

Huang Xian'er, the beast-eared girl, immediately fell into Kunpeng's arms, crying: "Father, this stinky monk... he not only bullied me, but also took away the Kun stick you gave me, you... you Let him live without dying!"

"Don't worry, my dear daughter, he won't be able to bounce around for long."

Kunpeng stroked Huang Xian'er's forehead and laughed softly: "Father has already told the people of Buddhism that as long as they don't agree to my conditions, Tang San will always be here after his burial, at your disposal!"

"Really?!" Huang Xianer's face lit up.

"Of course it's true. When did my father lie to you?" Kunpeng said with a look of love on his face.

"We have the Donghuang Bell in our hands. As long as I am not willing as a father, no one can do anything to me!"

Huang Xian'er looked at Tang Sanzang with a ferocious smile, and said fiercely: "You heard it, my father said, you can't leave anymore, and I will bully you in the future!"

"Really? I don't believe it!" Tang Sanzian shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"I came here just to find out where Kunpeng's nest is. Otherwise, do you think you can kidnap a poor monk just by yourself?"

"Just be tough, you won't be so tough later." Huang Xian'er sneered.

Tang Sanzian waved his hand: "This poor monk can be so hard at any time that you can't even imagine!"

After finishing his words, Tang San was buried in his heart and silently used the saint's simulated one-hit card.

[Sage simulated one-hit card: Dutian Divine Thunder is being activated...]

Boom!

At this moment, a thunder sounded outside the room, penetrating everyone's eardrums.

"Hey, what's so loud outside?" Huang Xian'er asked.

"It's thundering outside." Kunpeng looked at it and said subconsciously.

"Oh, it turned out to be thunder." Huang Xian'er nodded nonchalantly.

The next second...

The expressions of the father and daughter changed simultaneously. They raised their heads and looked at each other, and both saw the question marks in each other's eyes.

thunder?

This damn thing is Kunpeng's nest!
There is still Kunpeng's nest covered by the Donghuang Bell!

What the fuck is this about? (End of chapter)