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

"It's not me who's wronged, it's the holy monk who's wronged!"

Huang Xian'er spoke with a crying tone, and she felt bad all over.

This is ridiculous...

You killed Kunpeng here by yourself, why don't you bring reinforcements?

Huang Xian'er pursed her lips and tried hard not to shed tears.

The baby is wronged, but the baby dare not say...

"Holy Monk, are you okay?"

Zhao Gongming took the lead and came to Tang San's funeral and looked him up and down. After confirming that the other party was fine, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang San was buried with two hands: "What can happen to this poor monk?"

"The poor monk just heard that there is a demon in Kunpeng's nest that is forcing the weak, so he came here to have a look."

This is crazy.

"Xiao Huang, now that the reinforcements from the poor monk have arrived, who do you think is oppressing you?"

Hearing Tang San's words, not only Huang Xian'er but also the other monsters in Kunpeng's nest widened their eyes.

Didn't you summon that divine thunder just now?

"It's Kunpeng, it's that damn Kunpeng who oppresses us!"

Tang Sanzian frowned: "Is it possible that you don't believe what the poor monk said?"

But this Tang San burial...

Tang Sanzian raised his brows and his face darkened instantly: "What do you think?"

Of course, the tears were mainly due to fear...

"Yes, yes, that Kunpeng has committed a heinous crime. He is a member of the demon clan and he actually bullies the weak like this!"

"I know, Holy Monk, I know!"

Huang Xian'er: "I... the holy monk... should I know or shouldn't I know?"

A group of little demons knelt on the ground and shouted in tears.

In the past, when Kunpeng was here, although the king was a little stricter, if he did something wrong, he would at most be scolded, and if it was more serious, he would be beaten.

Tang Sanzong took a deep look at Huang Xian'er, with a teachable expression on his face.

Under the blessing of will, all the monsters who had just eaten the watermelon suddenly felt their hearts shrink suddenly, as if they were going to die in the next moment!
"The holy monk is right. The holy monk is a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering..."

"The holy monk is the living Bodhisattva..."

"Just now, the saint Yuanshi Tianzun took action and rained down the divine thunder of Dutian, killing him!" Tang Sanzian said in a loud voice.

The saint takes action?

"Thank you to the holy monk for saving us from the sea of ​​suffering!"

Huang Xian'er was so frightened that she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave when Tang San Zang's eyes were locked on her.

If you frown, your life will be at risk!

"You have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. The poor monk is very happy. But when you call me a living Bodhisattva, the poor monk is very angry!"

Tang San wiped his bald head, looked at the little demon kneeling on the ground, and his expression turned ferocious.

Huang Xian'er, who was closest to him, was so frightened that he trembled and said with a pale face: "Then... what should we call you?"

"You can just like the human race, you can just call me Third Master!"

"Third Master!?"

"That's right, the poor monk's Buddhist name is Tang Sanzong, and people in the world call him Tang Sanye!"

All the little demons and Huang Xian'er asked in confusion: "Why don't you call me uncle or second master?"

In their perception, Lao San is not a powerful person.

How can a person who can blow their king into powder be called Third Master?
At least you have to be an uncle!

Tang Sanzian's face darkened: "You guys talk a bit too much. You can call me whatever the Third Master tells you to do!"

"Yes, yes, third master."

"We understand."

Tang Sanzian's expression turned kind, and he continued to ask: "Now that your king is gone, what are your plans for the future?"

"Intend?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monsters were confused.

In the past, they all followed the king, and they would fight wherever the king pointed.

I never thought that there would be a day when I would consider a way out.

All the little demons looked at Huang Xian'er involuntarily.

She is the adopted daughter of King Kunpeng and the princess of Kunpeng's Nest. Apart from Kunpeng, she has the highest status here.

Huang Xian'er bit her lip lightly and clenched her two little hands tightly, not knowing how to answer.

At this time, Zen Master Wuchao, who arrived with the Randen Ancient Buddha, took the opportunity to say: "Holy Monk, don't worry. Since Kunpeng is gone, their demon clan will naturally return to the base camp of our demon clan."

Tang Sanzian turned around and saw the face of Zen Master Wuchao.

It's just that Zen Master Wuchao, who is now the king of the demon clan, has already taken off his former robes and looks even more wild.

Tang Sanzian said expressionlessly: "Who are you?"

Zen Master Wuchao bowed his hands towards Tang San's burial, and said with some embarrassment: "Holy monk, you have forgotten that when your master and disciples passed by Futu Mountain, you taught me the Dharma and gave me two taels of silver. Go down the mountain to find a brothel to understand the true meaning of Buddhism..."

"When you said that, the poor monk remembered it."

Tang Sanzian nodded: "So you have understood it now?"

"I've realized it. Now I will marry the thirteenth concubine immediately and spread the branches of the demon clan."

Tang San's Burial:...

Ignoring Zen Master Wuchao anymore, Tang Sanzian looked at Huang Xian'er and asked again: "Do you want to follow Zen Master Wuchao to the Monster Clan?"

"what?"

Huang Xian'er was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang San with some confusion: "Then should I go or not?"

Originally, she was ready to directly say that she would follow the Third Master from now on.

After all, the watermelon has been eaten, and life and death are in the hands of others. How can I have any choice?

But now...

Tang Sanyan: "What do you think?"

Huang Xian'er gritted her silver teeth and said, "Third Master, I have decided, we will not..."

"Huh?" Before he finished speaking, Tang Sanzian suddenly expressed doubts.

Huang Xian'er immediately changed his mind: "We will not stay here. We will follow Lord Wuchao back to the Monster Clan headquarters!"

As she said this, she secretly glanced at Tang Sanzang, and after confirming that he was not angry, she breathed a sigh of relief.

I secretly praised my cleverness.

Fortunately, I am smart.

The third master puts too much pressure on people. If he accidentally says the wrong thing, his life will be lost.

"Okay, take your gifts and follow Zen Master Wuchao." Tang Sanbian waved his hand.

All the little demons in Kunpeng's nest were immediately relieved and returned to their caves to pack up their belongings.

Soon all the monsters were ready and gathered together.

Before setting off, Tang Sanzun suddenly spoke meaningfully: "Go back to the Monster Clan and work hard. Maybe the Third Master will still need you someday."

Although it sounded like a polite word, Huang Xian'er felt a chill down her spine.

What does Third Master mean by this?
Is there still a time when we are needed?
Is it possible that he has other agenda for letting us integrate into the Monster Clan headquarters?
Although I don’t understand it, how dare they have the right to refuse?
Everyone immediately became perverted: "Thank you Third Master for saving us from the sea of ​​misery. In the future, as long as Third Master has a trust, I will definitely be bound to do it!"

Tang Sanzian nodded with satisfaction: "Go ahead, go ahead."

After the Yaozu and Zen Master Wuchao left, Randen Ancient Buddha took a deep look at Tang San Burial, and maintained his image as a Buddha and said: "Tang San Burial, the road to learning scriptures is bumpy, and I will work hard to move forward in the future. Waiting for you at Da Leiyin Temple."

After saying that, lotus flowers sprouted from the soles of the ancient Buddha's feet and he left.

Tang Sanzian suddenly said: "Didn't we agree to go to the Great Hall this time? Why did it become the Great Leiyin Temple again?"

"Is it possible that I have to return to Lingshan again?"

The face of Randen Ancient Buddha suddenly became embarrassed, and he explained: "There was an accident at the Buddhist headquarters. Now the Great Leiyin Temple has been moved to the back of the Main Hall. When the time comes, you can just go directly to the Great Leiyin Temple behind it."

"What about the Main Hall in front?"

"Don't ask about this. You'll know when the time comes."

Randen Ancient Buddha didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer, as long as Tang San Burian came out of Kunpeng's nest unharmed.

After saying a few words, he ran away in a hurry.

After everyone from the Buddhist and Monster clans left, Holy Mother Jin Ling and Zhao Gongming looked at each other, walked to Tang San's burial, and were about to talk about leaving the list of gods.

They saw Tang Sanzian's expression suddenly change and he waved his hands towards them.

At this time, the system's prompt tone also rang in Tang Sanzian's ears.

[Ding, it was detected that the host influenced the saint Yuanshi Tianzun, changed the script of Journey to the West, and rewarded the host with massive cultivation! 】

[The host’s cultivation level has been upgraded to Daluo Jinxian! 】

[The Great Luo Jinxian Heavenly Tribulation is about to land, please host be careful in dealing with it! 】

(End of this chapter)