Martial Arts: Immortality Begins from The Deer and the Cauldron

Chapter 1146 Waiting for the fish to come out of the pot

The Inspiration King's teeth were broken and in great pain. Now he was beaten so hard by Sun Wukong that he was so dizzy that his eyes glowed with gold and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, and he let out an extremely miserable wail.

Qin Ran flew into the air, and the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword in his hand flew out, turning into a bright stream of light as he watched the monster fall away.

"Monster, you have committed numerous crimes by cannibalizing countless people. Today I will eradicate this evil for the villagers of Chenjiazhuang!"

A sonorous sound that shook the world came out. The golden scales on the inspiration king were chopped to the ground, and the whole body became bloody and miserable.

"Gods, have mercy on me, please let me go." The Inspiration King covered his head and screamed in pain with his teeth leaking.

If the fight continues, this goldfish spirit will be completely beaten to death. How can the disaster of Journey to the West continue?

The beggar arhat and the long-browed arhat looked at each other, nodded, and took action decisively.

The magic power in the hands of Changguang Arhat was intertwined, and the Buddha's light surged, across the endless void, he slapped Sun Wukong with his palm. The Prajna seal condensed in the void, but the brilliant Buddha's light disappeared out of thin air.

Sun Wukong was busy hitting the sap, but he was hit too hard to guard against and couldn't dodge. He was knocked away and smashed into a large mountain in the distance. The rocks broke into pieces and made a rumbling sound.

The beggar man evolved his magical power, and a fierce wind suddenly rose between heaven and earth, sweeping towards Qin Ran.

Qin Ran smiled coldly, fled into the distance, and disappeared in the Inspiration King Temple.

The King of Inspiration, who was crying for mercy in agony, was overjoyed. He was truly blessed by God. He thought he was about to burp, but unexpectedly, a vision came from the sky and saved him.

The beggar arhat and the long-browed arhat looked at each other and laughed, with proud expressions on their faces.

At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and above the land thousands of miles away, there was a clear glow. Above the bright moon, thousands of extremely cold golden swords were born out of thin air. Like a dense rain of swords, they covered the void and pointed downwards. Cut it down.

The happy Arhat suddenly had a warning in his heart and hurriedly ran away into the distance.

And at this moment, an extremely frightening storm emerged in the void, containing powerful magic power and sweeping towards this side.

"This..." The mendicant arhat and the long-browed arhat were shocked. There was a faint power of imprisonment in this strong wind, like the innate strong wind, which stagnated the magic power in their bodies.

The two Arhats were shocked and turned pale. They each transformed into a golden body and tried their best to resist, but to no avail. The extremely powerful Arhat's golden body was instantly shattered under the attack of countless golden swords.

The beggar arhat and the long-browed arhat were constantly penetrated by the golden sword all over their bodies. In the end, their protective cassocks were broken into pieces, and they were in extremely miserable condition. They each spat out golden blood, like two bright meteors, swept by the strong wind. It traveled thousands of miles and smashed into the earth.

Suddenly the earth shook violently, and a huge deep pit was smashed out of the hard rock.

Happy Arhat, who managed to escape, wiped his hands with cold sweat. He knew without thinking that the variable must have secretly taken action again.

While the happy Arhat was gloating about his misfortune, the storm sweeping the world suddenly blew down on him.

Happy Arhat was completely panicked. He was about to run away, but it was too late. He was swept out by the strong wind and finally fell into the same pit.

In the Temple of King Inspiration, all the teeth of King Inspiration were broken, and all the golden scales on his body fell off. He was dripping with blood and looked extremely embarrassed. However, he couldn't care less about the pain in his body and fled towards the Tongtian River.
  Who knows if those two guys just left will come back? It was really unlucky. Instead of eating the meat, they were beaten so violently that they almost lost their lives. The King of Inspiration turned into a stream of light and was about to escape into the river. Suddenly, a fist the size of a sandbag appeared in the void and hit him on the head.

"what!!"

The Inspiration King let out one last scream and was completely knocked unconscious.

Qin Ran fell, and Sun Wukong flew out from the cracked rocks. His heart was full of resentment. What a coincidence. Every time he was about to kill a monster, something unexpected happened. Buddhism was becoming more and more shameless. .

Fortunately, the inspiration king was successfully captured by Qin Ran. Sun Wukong came over and looked back and forth at this big fish several feet long. Unexpectedly, this so-called inspiration king turned out to be a goldfish spirit.

Kieran smiled evilly and said, "For such a big guy, the fish soup must be delicious."

"Haha, what Mr. Qin said is true, now I'm in for a treat!" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up. If he eats this fish, it will be a great tonic, which can be worth many years of cultivation.

At that moment, Qin Ran and Sun Wukong happily carried the goldfish into the Chen Family Manor.

When the villagers in Chenjiazhuang saw this ten-meter-long goldfish, they were all dumbfounded. After learning that this was the King of Inspiration, joy ensued. The monster was finally eradicated. From then on, they There will no longer be any need to sacrifice children.

The entire Chenjiazhuang villagers kowtowed to Qin Ran and Sun Wukong again, and everyone was moved to tears.

Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up when he looked at this huge goldfish, and he took a sip of saliva. This fish was delicious just by looking at it.

Tang Sanzang said excitedly: "Master Qin, why not make this fish into fish soup? This poor monk has not eaten such delicious fish for a long time."

The Chenjiazhuang villagers who were watching almost thought they were hallucinating. What did they hear? This bald-headed Tang holy monk actually wanted to eat meat? No wonder he looks so fair and fat, it turns out he eats meat.

Looking at the strange looks of the group of people, Tang Sanzang was slightly embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, fellow donors, don't worry about it. There is a saying that wine and meat pass through the intestines and stay in the heart of the Buddha! As long as you wholeheartedly serve the Buddha, eat I’m sure the Buddha wouldn’t mind having some meat!”

The villagers in Chenjiazhuang reluctantly accepted such a far-fetched statement.

Chen Taigong frowned and asked, "But we don't have such a big pot for such a big fish! How should we deal with it?"

This is a wealthy family, and the cooking utensils at home are not too small. If this goldfish were stewed, it might not even be able to fit the tail.

Qin Ran smiled and said, "Haha, don't worry, old man, I have my own solution."

……

In the west, Daleiyin Temple. After the accident happened to the three Arhats, Tathagata had a bad feeling in his heart. He used the round light technique and saw the situation in Chenjiazhuang.

When he saw that the inspiration king had received the lunch box as soon as he appeared, Tathagata's face turned completely dark. It seemed that he had expected it well, and there was more than one variable in Journey to the West.

The inspiration king had completely turned into a dead fish, lying on a cutting board dozens of feet long.
  (End of this chapter)