My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 375 Tang Seng and His Party

【378】Tang Monk and His Party

"I also hope that Mr. Ye can prepare early."

Jiang Zhoushu took a deep look at Ye Xuan and left.

There is something in his words.

In previous years, the awards ceremony started directly after the worship of Fuxi the Great. Why did His Majesty Tianhai make such an unnecessary move this year, and hold some cultural and dao event.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is distrust of Ye Xuan, and they want to test Ye Xuan.

How could Jiang Zhoushu fail to see it?

Of course, he hoped that Ye Xuan could get full marks in the test based on his real talents, but with Ye Xuan's force and influence, it was easy to cheat.

Therefore, he could only gently remind him that everything should be left to fate.

Walking out of Ye Zun's mansion and sitting in the red flag car, Jiang Zhoushu took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Governor Zhao, Mr. Ye refused."

The governor Zhao he was talking about, whose full name was Zhao Li, was the commander-in-chief of the Ziyiwei in Yunzhou, a real two-star general with heavy troops in his hands.

"The Mr. Ye you are talking about is the Mr. Ye who killed the Zang Shen family?" Zhao Li's powerful voice came from the phone.

Just listening to this voice, you can feel that the other side of the phone is a burly man with a full beard.

Jiang Zhoushu: "Yes."

Zhao Li's voice was a bit harsh: "Heh, the governor invited him here to show him face. He really treats himself like a green onion? It's fine if he doesn't come. I have already invited all martial arts heroes, and he is not missing one."

Jiang Zhoushu gritted his teeth and said: "Every year, martial arts heroes are invited, all of them are mobs, and none of them can make things happen."

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Li smiled awkwardly, "Jiangzhou Shu, don't worry, I will never embarrass Yunzhou again this year. I have already issued a death order. If it is still the last time, all of them will be shot."

In a few words, his domineering aura was undoubtedly revealed.

Jiang Zhoushu smiled wryly, sighed and said, "I think it's better to persuade Mr. Ye again!"

"Mr. Ye is an incomparable talent. In ancient times, Liu Xuande was able to visit the thatched cottage three times to invite Zhuge. I, Jiang Jie, should follow suit."

"It's just him? A little baby, and you still want to visit the thatched cottage?" Zhao Li said in a disdainful tone: "Jiang Zhoushu, don't be fooled by a small baby. These people in the rivers and lakes are all good at bragging. A few days ago there was a man who called himself Wu Lingfeng , came to apply for an instructor, and said that he walked like the wind, his martial arts were unpredictable, and he was good at iron gossip, but his legs were crippled by two shots from my subordinates."

"Oh! There is another named Feng Xuanfeng, who said that he is covered in iron and steel, invulnerable to swords and guns. It's absurd. He was stabbed by one of my squad leaders, and he is still lying in the hospital!"

"Then another woman came, named Hua Chaofeng, who said that her fingering skills were unparalleled in the world and invincible, but my subordinates chopped off her fingers with a kitchen knife."

"Yesterday, another candidate for the job as an instructor came, Wang Chengfeng, who said that he was extremely savage in splitting palms, but in the end, he struck out with palms and palms, and the palms fell through the air. It's really embarrassing!"

Zhao Li was cursing and complaining wildly at the warriors in the rivers and lakes.

Every time Kyushu will meet martial arts, Zi Yiwei, the star picker, always ranks at the bottom. He also sees it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart, so he goes to the doctor in a hurry and invites some warriors.

In the first year, he was honest, there were warriors who applied for instructors, and he really believed in their bragging, but Yunzhou was still the last one that year, and in the second year, he became more discerning, and those who applied for instructors would win over his subordinates first. This is off.

As a result, when those martial arts people came one by one, they boasted amazingly, and after 10 minutes, they showed their true colors.

Therefore, Zhao Li came to a conclusion, that is, people in the martial arts love to brag so much, they are obviously at the level of crushing boulders in their chests, and they have to say that they can smash a mountain with one punch!

In fact, he didn't even think about it. Real master-level fighters are all masters who can't see their heads and tails. Would they lower their status to apply for a small instructor?

Even if an expert wants to join the army, you have to invite him sincerely.

Jiang Zhoushu shook his head and said: "Mr. Ye is a real master, have you forgotten how the Zang Shen clan was destroyed?"

"How it was destroyed, no one can tell. Anyway, Mount Everest collapsed, and the flood destroyed everything." Zhao Li said:

"Besides, he is a martial artist, do you believe it?"

Jiang Zhoushu took a deep breath: "Then how did the ancestor Zangshen die?"

"Ghost knows." Zhao Li said: "The last time that old guy appeared was six or seventy years ago, he might have died a long time ago, anyway, none of us have seen it before. That's fine, a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, come whenever you like, Don't come and pull it down!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Li hung up the phone angrily, and Jiang Zhoushu turned his head to look at the majestic Ye Zun Palace, and fell into confusion for a moment.

After a long time, he sighed:

"Forget it. After all, he is only a young man, and the world is reckless. How can he be so powerful? Maybe it is really all exaggeration of the world."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the driver to drive away without looking at Ye Zungong again.

……

……

In the depths of the chaos, Zixiao Palace.

"puff!"

Daoist Hongjun spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he quickly pinched his fingers to calculate, the more he counted, the paler his face:
"Failed again? Sure enough, if you want to merge with the Dao of Heaven, you can only survive this final Journey to the West."

"However, why is the secret of heaven becoming more and more elusive? I can't figure it out at all. The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and if one is lost, this Journey to the West is the one that changes, and even I can't do anything about it!"

"No, the reason why I join the Dao is to control the Dao of Heaven. If I don't do anything, I will fail in the end. Wouldn't it be a waste of my 10 years of hard work."

……

At this moment, in the Daleiyin Temple in the Western Heaven of China!

The Tathagata Buddha has a solemn appearance and a solemn expression. He waved his hand, and Tang Seng and his party came out from the world of prosperity and withering.

In the world of prosperity and withering, the Tathagata is the existence of heaven and can destroy all living beings. Therefore, with a flick of his fingers, he completely erased Tang Seng and his party's memory of the world of prosperity and withering.

Finally, Buddha Tathagata pointed to the five people who had passed out and said: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Manjusri Bodhisattva, please send the five of them back. Remember to let them drink the water of forgetting worries."

"Disciple obeys."

Guanshiyin Bodhisattva and Manjusri Bodhisattva proclaimed the Buddha's name, and led away with Wangyoushui.

Guanshiyin Bodhisattva made a formula, then pressed Sun Wukong under Wuzhi Mountain, Zhu Bajie was thrown into Gaolao Village, Monk Sha sank to the bottom of the Quicksand River, Little White Dragon was trapped in Yingshou Stream, and Monk Tang returned to the Pure Land Temple.

Business as usual.

At the foot of Five Fingers Mountain,

Sun Wukong was confused for a while, he felt that he had a very long dream, in which he seemed to have experienced countless things, but he couldn't remember anything.

He only remembers that he made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, was crushed by the Tathagata under Wuzhi Mountain, and endured endless torture and pain.

(End of this chapter)