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Chapter 177 Second Uncle, Do You Want a Wife?
"You want to convert Nangong Zheng?"

On the lotus platform, a golden monkey wearing a red cassock opened its eyes. Its deep eyes were dazzling, as if emitting two rays of divine light.

"Mo Ke, you still like to do these things that are not presentable!"

"I once suppressed you under Mount Sumeru, thinking you would repent, but I never expected you to change at all!"

The Fighting and Victory Buddha stared at the ancient Moka Buddha and scolded him harshly.

Moke Ancient Buddha was shaking with anger. With trembling hands, he pointed at Fighting and Victory Buddha and said, "You are amazing, you are so noble!"

"Can you talk about me now?"

"Do you know that Mount Xumi's current achievements are all due to me?"

He stared at the Fighting Buddha and said viciously, "You are just a monkey picking peaches!"

"When I was about to ascend the lotus platform, you took away everything that should have belonged to me."

Hundreds of years ago, the Buddhist community ruled by the ancient Buddha Thamakoya used the Buddhist chanting to enlighten all living beings, bringing the incense of Mount Sumeru to its peak.

However, Amitabha's imperial weapon, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, did not recognize him and chose a monkey!
It is obvious that all the incense it consumes comes from the business of the ancient Buddha Moka.

"You didn't receive the Demon-Subduing Pestle's approval because you didn't understand Buddhism and could only use the Sanskrit chant to forcefully convert people!"

The Fighting Buddha snorted coldly, and the Demon-Subduing Pestle, which was supported by the power of incense and fire, appeared, emitting a powerful pressure that suppressed the ancient Moka Buddha into the lotus platform.

"boom--"

The ancient Moka Buddha forcibly formed a lotus seal and sealed it on the lotus platform. His face was ferocious as he said, "Fighting Buddha, you will regret this!"

Fighting Buddha no longer looked at him and said coldly: "I am the Buddha!"

Afterwards, a group of people came to the main hall, with the Holy Prince in front, followed closely by Nangong Zheng and Duan De.

They knew the treacherous nature of Buddhism and were afraid that the Holy Prince would be converted by it, so they followed him.

Nangong Zheng looked around. He looked at the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Mount Xumi and shuddered. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way they looked at him.

They looked like a jackal staring at a piece of fat meat, their eyes were terrifying.

"Cough cough!"

The Fighting Buddha coughed twice, waking up all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

Fighting Buddha knew the psychological changes of the Buddhas. The words of Moka Ancient Buddha seduced the desires of the Buddhas. They all wanted to convert Nangong Zheng and take the popularity of Journey to the West to themselves.

Popularity is equal to incense, traffic, and popularity. As long as Nangong Zheng writes a book "Records of the Northern Dipper and the Western Desert (Mentor xx)", this incense will naturally fall on them.

Fighting Buddha looked at his nephew and was about to speak when the Holy Prince spoke before him.

"Second Uncle, I'm here to ask for the Black Gold Immortal Iron!"

The black gold immortal iron is the last of the six parts of his father's soul.

If he could raise the last bit of money, he could revive his father.

Fighting Buddha sighed deeply, his emotions have faded.
He didn't expect that the first thing his nephew would do when he came was to ask for something.

He didn't even bring any personnel to his uncle!

"Alas, this Black Gold Immortal Treasure Stick belongs to my brother, so it should be given to you!"

On the lotus platform, the Fighting Buddha sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together. A black gold iron rod emerged from his arms, with hoops at both ends, carrying the aura of the Fighting Saint Emperor.

Fighting Buddha shook his arm and was about to pass the imperial weapon to the Holy Prince.

The ancient Moka Buddha on the lotus platform shouted loudly: "No!"

"Fighting Buddha, you handed the imperial army to the Holy Prince, aren't you harming him?"

"He has just reached the realm of great power. Holding the imperial weapon is like a child holding gold in a busy market. You are harming your own nephew!"

The Fighting Buddha shook his hand and said, this old bald donkey is right.

When the ancient Buddha Moka saw that the Fighting Buddha was shaken, he was delighted.

There are now two imperial weapons in Mount Xumi. The imperial weapons are the real foundation of the holy land. Since the Fighting Buddha has entered Buddhism, this black gold immortal iron must be a Buddhist item.

How can you just give it away? The Holy Prince frowned, his expression unchanged, and said: "Who are you, old bald donkey? I'm taking my father's things, what's it to you!"

"Holy Prince, what you said is wrong!" The Great Ancient Buddha Moka was not angry at being scolded. He clasped his hands together and said, "This old monk is doing this for your own good."

"Besides, over-reliance on the Imperial Weapon is not conducive to enlightenment. How about waiting until the Holy Prince attains Quasi-Emperor status before coming to Mount Xumi to obtain the Imperial Weapon?"

The ancient Buddha Moka drove the nail in gently, with an attitude of "I'm doing this for your own good." He knew that monkeys only respond to soft words and not hard ones.

This is the case with Fighting Buddha, and it should be the same with the Holy Prince.

"Fuck you, it's for my own good, you're nothing but a bond!"

The face of the ancient Buddha Moka darkened. After being insulted again and again, he became really angry.

"Thief monkey, you——!"

When the ancient Buddha Moka was about to get angry, the Fighting Buddha suppressed him.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Fighting Buddha waved his arm, and the black gold immortal iron immediately fell into the hands of the Holy Prince.

The Holy Prince swung his stick, and the other roots in the Sea of Bitterness resonated. Now he just needed to find a suitable place to resurrect his father.

He looked towards the Fighting Buddha and said happily, "Thank you, Second Uncle!"

"Ugh--"

Fighting Buddha sighed again. They were still estranged. He never said thank you before.

The Holy Prince got the Immortal Stick, then took out a big stone from the Sea of Bitterness, carried it to the ground, and smashed it on the ground of the Main Hall with a bang.

"By the way, Second Uncle, are you still in need of a wife?"

The Holy Prince looked at the Fighting Buddha with a smile and asked with a smile.

Fighting Buddha looked around and looked at the Holy Prince: "Look where I am sitting now? I, your uncle, have become a monk."

"Then it's still missing!" The Holy Prince nodded and peeled off the stone in front of him. "I didn't bring any gifts when I came to see my second uncle this time."

"I don't know what Second Uncle needs, so I'll just find a wife for you!"

Fighting Buddha's face twitched, and a warm feeling flowed through his heart. This nephew was still close to him. He did not come empty-handed, but knew to bring some people with him.

But I, your uncle, am a monk!
"Nephew, I, your uncle, am now devoted to the Dao and no longer care about romantic relationships. Even if you give me a peerless goddess, I will remain indifferent."

Fighting Buddha looked at the Holy Prince with satisfaction, and a smile finally appeared on his lips.

At this time, the stone slowly exploded, emitting a strange aura. The fairy source gradually peeled off, revealing a sleeping purple-haired goddess!

A peerless divine spear pierced through Qiyuan, revealing a part of the spear tip that pinned the girl and pierced her heart.

"Ok?"

"Ok!"

The smile on Fighting Buddha's face froze as he looked at the scene in disbelief!
The one sealed in Qiyuan is the Princess of the Divine Silkworm, his fiancée!
The Holy Prince grinned and said, "Uncle, are you really indifferent?"

The Fighting Buddha jumped off the lotus platform, turned into a golden light, and rushed down. He touched Qiyuan with trembling hands.

"Is it really her?"

He didn't care about anything else and touched the face of the purple-haired goddess through Qiyuan.

Fighting Buddha fell silent. He turned around and looked at the Demon Subduing Pestle, and pulled it with force!
The entire Mount Sumeru shook, and all the faith power of Mount Sumeru was drawn by the demon-subduing pestle and poured into the body of the Divine Silkworm Princess.

The Fighting Buddha stared at the Divine Silkworm Princess, baptizing her body with the power of faith and repairing her body.

"Don't die, don't die!"

　This picture doesn’t include Sun Wukong from the Journey to the West world. This is the Fighting Buddha from the Heaven-shaking World and the Divine Silkworm Princess.

　　As for Sun Wukong, I have never dared to touch Sun Wukong's emotional line because I can't control myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)