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When the Black Flame Boar was dragged outside the Pangu Palace, it had completely lost the temper of the Cloud Stack Cave King.

It was dragged along by Lin Dasheng's somersaulting wind-fire wheels the whole way.

Lin Yan sat on its back, the purple flames on his fingertips flickering against its mane.

Lin Long is even more ruthless.

Its chubby little hand would tap its fangs from time to time, as if judging which piece was crisper.

Blackflame Boar was devastated.

Although its mind was in turmoil, its instincts told it to...

These three little devils are more terrifying than the Western Arhats.

Arhats only know how to preach salvation.

I really want to eat these three.

The backyard of Pangu Temple.

Lin Xuan had just discovered the hidden Buddhist crystal inside the white lion's belly when Lin Ze was issuing a "penalty notice" to the white lion for hoarding assets.

The white lion lay on the ground, utterly despondent.

Zhu Rong squatted by the old locust tree, watching eagerly as the fire crystal stash of money unearthed by the God of Wealth group was packed into boxes.

His face looked extremely pale.

"Save one for me."

Lin Xi shook her head.

"no."

Lin Ze pushed up his glasses.

"Undeclared assets shall be confiscated in full in accordance with the law."

Zhu Rong clutched his chest in pain.

"You are even more ruthless than Zhunti."

Gonggong was drinking nearby.

"Fifth brother, that's going too far."

"Zhunti is not as professional as them."

Zhu Rong glared at him, about to curse.

Suddenly, a pig squealed from above the backyard.

"Aww—"

A dark shadow was dragged down from the sky by the dragon tendon rope.

boom.

The Black Flame Boar crashed heavily to the side of the square, shaking the entire backyard.

The white lion suddenly raised its head.

Upon seeing the Black Flame Boar, it suddenly realized that its life as a mount wasn't so miserable after all.

At least no one brought it back as food.

Lin Dasheng landed on his somersaulting wind-fire wheels, his sunglasses still on his face.

"father."

"We caught a pig that can breathe fire."

Lin Yan landed next, carrying Puxian's box of healing pills in his hand.

"And there's also the apology from Samantabhadra."

Lin Long landed last, with a few golden fragments still stuck to his lips.

Lin Xuan glanced at him.

"What did you chew on this time?"

Lin Long blinked.

"bottle."

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow.

"Whose bottle is this?"

Lin Dasheng answered quickly.

"Of Samantabhadra."

"He said it wasn't candy, so I let Lin Long try it."

Lin Long added earnestly.

"It doesn't taste good."

"bitter."

The fairy maidens in the backyard fell silent for a moment.

Su Daji lowered her head and made a note.

"If the Samantabhadra Dharma Treasure is damaged, it can be included in the enemy's voluntary compensation."

The Holy Mother of Wudang nodded.

"Register first."

"To avoid Western religions later accusing us of robbery."

Lin Xuan almost burst out laughing.

They definitely robbed it.

But after registration, the nature of the business changes.

The Black Flame Boar lay on the ground, spewing out wisps of black fire from its nostrils.

When Zhurong saw the fire, his eyes lit up.

"This pig is not bad."

"The flavor is a bit mixed, but it's very strong."

Gonggong also joined in.

"Thick meat."

"The soup should smell delicious."

The Black Flame Boar shuddered.

"I don't like it."

"I'm toxic."

Lin Yan walked over and patted its head.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"You are not poisonous."

"It just smells strongly of karmic fire."

The Blackflame Boar was even more frightened.

This child knows about fire.

Those who understand fire are the best at roasting pig.

Lin Xuan sat up straight, his gaze falling on the Black Flame Boar.

He could tell at a glance that this was indeed the reincarnation of Tianpeng.

Haotian shifted the blame and sent Tianpeng's true spirit into the animal realm.

Hongjun's script required him to become a pig.

However, the remnants of Lin Yan's Burning Karma Purple Flame remained on his true spirit, and when stirred up by the turbid energy of the animal realm, it forcibly transformed the honest Tianpeng into a raging black flame wild boar.

This thing is a natural counter to Western religions.

Lin Xuan was secretly pleased.

The script for Journey to the West is getting more and more distorted with each revision.

Originally a protector of the Dharma.

The oven is now ready for use.

Lin Dasheng excitedly came over.

"Dad, can I use this pig as my second mount?"

The white lion suddenly raised its head, a hint of anticipation in its eyes.

Having another mount would reduce his stress.

The Black Flame Boar howled on the spot, "I won't be a mount!"

Lin Long licked his teeth.

"That's meat."

The Black Flame Boar immediately shut its mouth.

Mounts are not entirely out of the question.

Lin Yan shook his head.

"Its fire is too mixed; sitting on it will burn your butt."

Lin Dasheng stroked his chin.

"That's like a portable oven."

Zhu Rong slapped his thigh.

"This is good."

"Fifth Uncle supports it."

"From now on, I won't need to light the fire for the 500-table hot pot banquet or the barbecue."

The Black Flame Boar was completely panicked.

"I used to be a marshal in Heaven."

"I have a government job."

"It can't be used as an oven."

It didn't mention the two characters "Haotian".

But in my remaining memories, the matter of the Heavenly Court's organization is still quite profound.

Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Does this pig still remember that he is Tianpeng (the Heavenly Pig)?

Looks like it wasn't completely burnt.

He raised his hand, and a wisp of life force fell into the Black Flame Boar's brow.

The Black Flame Boar's frenzied gaze cleared up slightly.

Some fragmented memories surfaced.

Tianhe.

Online trolls.

Haotian's Private Banquet.

Strong liquor.

He flew towards the Moon Star.

ice.

fire.

Golden light shone from the heavens.

The physical body was annihilated.

The Black Flame Boar shuddered violently and growled in a low voice, "Haotian...kick me..."

The backyard was quiet.

Ao Cunxin frowned as she held Lin Hai.

"Is it Haotian again?"

Princess Longji walked out from the entrance of the Moon Palace Wonderland, carrying Lin Hao in her arms.

Upon hearing the name Haotian, her expression turned cold.

"He harmed me, and now he's harmed loyal subjects."

Lin Hao clenched his little fist in her arms, and the Imperial Water Qi on his body trembled slightly.

"poverty."

The little guy only uttered one word.

But it is very lethal.

Lin Xuan looked at the Black Flame Wild Boar and made a judgment in his mind.

Tianpeng was indeed an unlucky but honest man.

The original script had him harassing a fairy and being banished to the mortal realm.

Now that Haotian has kicked him hard, he's taking the blame completely.

Come to think of it, he didn't intentionally harm the Pangu Palace.

Lin Xuan did not speak immediately.

He raised his hand and took out the water mirror.

"Take a look at the Western religions."

The water mirror lit up.

The ruined palace on Mount Sumeru.

Zhunti was staring intently at the Merit Water Mirror when he saw the Black Flame Wild Boar being tied up and brought into the Pangu Palace. His face had turned ashen.

Jieyin leaned against the stone pillar, his single eye filled with exhaustion.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight knelt in the distance, wishing he could bury his head in the ground.

Samantabhadra knelt in the center of the main hall, his clothes were tattered, and a new bulge appeared next to the three old bumps on his head.

Zhunti asked, trembling, "Where is the Treasure Bottle that Stabilizes Business?"

Puxian whispered, "Lin Long ate it."

Zhunti felt a sweet taste in his throat.

"Where is the Demon-Binding Golden Ring?"

"Lin Long also ate half of it."

Zhunti swayed slightly.

Jieyin closed his single eye and whispered, "A protective golden lotus?"

Puxian spoke even softer.

"It was smashed to pieces by Lin Dasheng's staff."

Zhunti finally couldn't hold back any longer, and his dark gold holy blood gushed out rapidly and violently.

"A pig."

"We can't even bring back a single pig."

Puxian knelt down, not daring to speak.

He wanted to bring it too.

But who can withstand those three in the Pangu Palace?

Zhunti pointed at the water mirror with a trembling finger.

In the scene, the Black Flame Boar is being watched by Zhu Rong.

Lin Dasheng was discussing the cooking temperature of the barbecue with Lin Yan.

Lin Long sat next to the pig's head, stroking its tusks.

Zhunti's vision blurred.

"Those are the two disciples on their journey to the West."

"They're using the two disciples from the pilgrimage as ingredients for a top-quality roast suckling pig?"

He felt a tightness in his chest.

"Junior brother, stop looking."

Zhunti refused to listen.

In the water mirror, Su Daji was earnestly saying, "If we were to hold a roast suckling pig themed banquet, we could launch a limited-edition menu for Chaoge."

The Holy Mother of Wudang added: "The ownership of the ingredients needs to be confirmed first."

Lin Ze pushed up his glasses: "If Tianpeng still has a position in the Heavenly Court, an asset transfer notice needs to be sent to the Heavenly Court."

Lin Xi said excitedly, "We can also have Haotian pay the storage fee."

Upon hearing this, Zhunti could no longer hold on.

"puff!"

A mouthful of holy blood smeared onto the water mirror.

The screen suddenly turned completely black and red.

Zhunti rolled his eyes and fell straight down.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight rushed over immediately.

"Uncle-Master!"

The guide also wants to move.

But as soon as he got up, his one eye went black, and he sat back down.

"Don't shout."

"He actually felt better after fainting this time."

Sunlight Bodhisattva held Cundi, feeling extremely bitter.

The Journey to the West has not officially begun yet.

The pilgrims were trained into muscular warriors.

The white dragon horse was packed up by Lin Xuan.

The Bodhisattva mount transformed into a lion.

Tianpeng was transformed into a pig and tied up to be taken to the Pangu Temple.

How can Daxing thrive like this?

The backyard of Pangu Temple.

Lin Xuan put away the water mirror and smiled contentedly.

"Zhunti has fainted."

Lin Dasheng was immediately smug.

"Dad, does that mean we get to keep the pig?"

Upon hearing this, the Black Flame Boar crouched down even lower.

It understands now.

Western religions are shameless.

The Heavenly Court treats people unfairly.

Although the Pangu Temple is frightening, at least it follows some rules.

It quickly whispered, "I can do the work."

"I can breathe fire."

"I used to lead troops."

"I don't want to go back to Heaven, and I don't want to go with Baldy."

Lin Xuan glanced at it.

"You have a good eye for choice."

The Black Flame Boar muttered, "I'm not stupid."

Lin Dasheng pouted.

"You just said you were the King of Yunzhan Cave."

The Black Flame Boar lowered its head.

"That's not the case anymore."

"Now I'm looking for a place that provides meals."

Jiang Liuer wants to have a meal.

Even the Heavenly Pig (a deity) needs to have his meals prepared.

Lin Xuan suddenly felt that the failure of the Western Religion was truly not unjustified.

The most practical things are found at the bottom of the primordial world.

You can't even feed people, yet you expect them to risk their lives?

dream.

Zhu Rong came closer.

"Thirteenth brother, why don't you leave it with me for now?"

"I'll adjust the heat for you."

The Black Flame Boar shuddered.

Lin Yan immediately shook his head.

"no."

"Fifth Uncle will roast it."

Zhu Rong glared.

Am I that kind of person?

Gonggong slowly said, "You are..."

Zhu Rong rolled up his sleeves and was about to pounce.

Houtu coughed softly.

Zhu Rong immediately sat down.

Houtu looked at the Black Flame Boar.

"It is truly intelligent and still quite clear-headed."

"I have a grudge against someone."

"It's not advisable to eat it directly."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"That's what I think too."

Lin Dasheng was somewhat disappointed.

"You can't eat it."

Lin Long also lowered his head and touched his stomach.

"pity."

The Black Flame Boar was almost paralyzed.

Lin Xuan looked at the Black Flame Boar and gently tapped its forehead with his finger.

I'll give you two choices.

"First, reincarnation, being reborn."

"Second, stay and work in the cafeteria of Da Shang Martial Arts Academy."

"Fire-breathing cooking pot, meals and accommodation provided, permanent position."

The Black Flame Boar suddenly raised its head.

"Is it a formally employed position?"

Lin Xuan said, "Start with temporary workers."

"Good performance, you'll be promoted to a permanent position."

The Black Flame Boar's eyes lit up immediately.

The Heavenly Court's plan harms it.

But the organizational structure of large commercial enterprises sounds different.

At least meals and accommodation are included.

No one has forced it to flirt with the fairy yet.

Lin Xuan stood up.

"Send it to the martial arts academy first."

"Let Xing Tian take charge."

Upon hearing the name Xing Tian, ​​the Black Flame Wild Boar's bristles stood on end.

Lin Dasheng patted its head.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"Uncle Xingtian is a good cook."

"He just has a loud voice."

Lin Yan added.

"And a bit bigger than an axe."

The Black Flame Boar fell silent.

It decided it was better not to ask.

Asking too many questions makes me scared.

Lin Xuan raised his hand and tore open a spatial rift.

The bustling atmosphere of the Great Shang Martial Arts Academy is palpable in the south of Chaoge City.

On the playground, hundreds of thousands of human students were practicing their boxing amidst the roars of the Suiren clan.

In the direction of the cafeteria, Xing Tian was shirtless, wielding a large spatula and shouting louder than the playground.

"We don't have enough meat."

"Who's going to the back mountain to drag two more demonic bulls away!"

Lin Xuan looked at the Black Flame Wild Boar.

"Let's go."

"We'll be assigning you a new position."

The Black Flame Boar swallowed hard.

"I...I'm not going to end up in the pot, am I?"

Lin Xuan chuckled.

"It depends on your performance."