The strongest demon king in the history of Journey to the West

Chapter 141 The Unlucky Silver Horn King (Please subscribe for support.)
The monster turned into a Taoist priest with a broken leg?

Why influence a few people with kindness.

Several people, including Tang Seng, couldn't help but feel interested. They no longer felt the slightest sense of fear, but could not help but be curious.

It can be said that the star crown is shining brightly, the white hair is fluffy, and the feather clothes and cloud shoes are decorated with yellow brown.

It's just that the painful crawling action on the ground made several people almost couldn't help laughing, and had to hold back their cooperation.

But Sun Yue knew that even if he didn't cooperate with Sun Tzu, he would still play himself.

The Taoist continued to climb while looking at the few people eagerly: "Master, save people!"

Tang Seng said without even lowering his head on the horse: "Excellent! Excellent! Amitabha Buddha! In this wild mountain, there are no cottages around. Who is it called? It must have been frightened by tigers, leopards, wolves and insects."

As a result, he pretended to see a monster suddenly and shouted: "Then who is the troubled person? Come here."

But while talking, Xiao Bailong stopped automatically.

Seeing that there were still dozens of steps to go, the monster had no choice but to continue to crawl towards the few people, shouting as he crawled, "Master, save me!"

Tang Seng clasped his palms together, but they didn't move, but they just stood there and waited for the monster to crawl over by itself.

Tang Seng doesn't have any good impressions of man-eating monsters, no matter what their IQ is. No matter whether they are the marshal of the canopy or the general of the curtain in the sky, they are all the same monsters in Tang Seng's heart.

So the few people continued to watch the monster crawling hard, and screamed after climbing a few steps.

"Master save people!"

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"Master save people!"

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"Master save people!"

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After waiting strangely for a while, the Taoist who finally transformed into a monster climbed to the feet of several people, but he was unwilling to give up easily. At the same time, it also showed that the IQ of the ogre monster was obviously not as good as that of Qingfengmingyue.

Then he climbed up in front of a few people, and kowtowed non-stop without being afraid of the image of a Drifting Monk.

Seeing that it was obvious that he would not be able to leave for a while, Tang Seng simply got off his horse and clapped his hands together: "Please get up, please get up."

Sun Yue grinned.

Little Bailong and Drifting stared at him with wide-eyed eyes.

The demon immediately pretended not to get up and said, "It hurts, it hurts, I can't get up."

I couldn't get up and there was no one to help me.

Tang Seng even expressed doubts, if he went to help him, he wouldn't just take him away right away?

This time I was not afraid of being caught by a monster, but the key point was that I found it troublesome, so I kept my distance and asked curiously: "Sir, where are you from? Why did you hurt your feet?"

But he just didn't come forward.

The monster immediately said with pitiful eyes: "Master, go to Shanxi, there is a quiet temple, and I am a Taoist priest in that temple."

Tang Seng put his palms together again: "Since you are a Taoist priest in that temple, you don't serve incense and practice scriptures in this temple, why are you wandering here?"

Some people have said before that there is a group of monsters eating people in front of Pingdingshan. You, a Taoist, dare to walk here?
The monster couldn't help blinking, and made up again: "Because the almsgiver's house in the south of the mountain invited all the stars, and it was late to disperse blessings, my master and apprentice went all the way.

I didn't want to go to the deep road, but suddenly I met a colorful tiger, which took my apprentice away. The poor road trembled and fled, and fell on the rocky slope, hurting my legs and feet, and I didn't know the way back.

Today, there is a great destiny, and I have to meet several masters. Master Wanwang showed mercy and saved my poor life.If you get the view, you will sacrifice your life, and you must thank the master for your kindness. "

Sun Yue grinned again.

Little White Dragon and Sand Monk have heard it too, but it is the ugly-faced Great Sage who the monsters are afraid of, so they have no choice but to make up such a story.

It was not the first time that he had come into such close contact with ogre monsters, but Tang Seng still couldn't help being slightly curious.

So Tang Seng couldn't help but continued: "Sir, you and I are people with one fate. I am a monk and you are a Taoist. Although the clothes are different, the principles of practice are the same. If I don't save you, I am not a monk.

It's just that I want to save you, but you can't walk, what should I do? "

However, not wanting to finish the sentence, the monster said in a daze, "I can't even stand up, how can I walk?"

Tang Seng had no choice but to look left and right and couldn't help being curious and said: "It's okay, it's okay. My poor monk can still walk, and I will let you ride the horse for a ride. When you arrive at your temple, just return my horse."

Of course, this is just a saying, it is impossible to lend a horse to a man-eating monster.

But I don't want the monster to hear it, but said eagerly: "Master, I'm so kind, I just hurt my leg and crotch, so I can't ride a horse."

Little Bailong and Drifting also continued to stare at him with wide eyes, what kind of tricks is this monster playing?
But he couldn't ride a horse, so Tang Seng had no choice but to put his palms together and look at Drifting Monk and said, "Wujing, you put your luggage on my horse, and you can carry him for a ride."

Drifting immediately replied in a rough voice, "Yes, master."

But he didn't want to lose his voice, the monster glanced at it but said anxiously: "Master, I was frightened by that fierce tiger. Seeing this master with a sullen face, I was even more frightened, and didn't dare to ask him to recite it."

Don't ride a horse, and don't want a drifting back.

Tang Seng looked at Sun Yue, and he had already been ordered by Sun Yue not to call him Wukong, but to call him Sun Yue.

Can't it be that the great sage will carry it?

Seeing Sun Yue grinning, he had no choice but to put his hands together and said, "Do you want the poor monk to carry you?"

But he didn't want the monster but still shook his head and said: "Master is thin, I'm afraid he won't be able to carry me on his back."

Finally, Tang Seng had no choice but to look at Sun Yue. It turned out that this monster came for you, the great sage. Don't wait for anyone to recite it, but you have to ask the great sage to recite it.

Drifting Monk and Little White Dragon both looked at Sun Yue strangely.

But they all responded in an instant. I am afraid that the monsters are not obsessed with the great sage, but have some schemes. .

So looking at Sun Yue, Tang Seng said this time: "Sir, you can't walk. In fact, my poor monk has a method to heal your leg injury immediately, so that you can stand up and walk."

King Silver Horn obviously couldn't help but startled, can you still heal my transformed leg injury?
In the end, without even thinking about it, he subconsciously said, "I don't believe it, give me a cure."

Tang Seng looked at Drifting Monk: "Wujing, help Mr. to heal his legs and feet."

Sun Yue was not in a hurry, so he would play first and then wait for the last Daoist Sanqing to come over, and call out in time, "Great Sage, please be merciful?"You can stay merciful, but you have to put a magic spell on the forehead of the Taishang Laojun.

Since the monsters in Pingdingshan cannibalize people, the Taishang Laojun, the ancestor of Sanqing Dao, must also be fake.

Drifting was also at a loss for a moment, and then he stepped forward and said in a rough voice: "Yes, master."

Then, he stepped forward to take off the trousers of King Silver Horn.

Sun Yue couldn't help grinning.

Yinjiao also subconsciously grabbed his trousers and said: "You are treating my leg injury, why are you taking off my trousers?"

Drifting still directly said harshly: "You have to take off your trousers to be cured, don't move and it will be cured immediately."

King Yinjiao blinked: "I don't believe it, let me see how you treat me."

But as he spoke, he couldn't help but let go of his hand, and then the trousers were ripped off from the back of the hip by Drifting, and he directly took out another firework from his arms.

33 days.

Tian Miluo Palace in the Shangqing Dynasty.

The Taishang Laojun couldn't help but stroked his white beard and said: "My two boys are carrying my purple gold gourd jade bottle and my Seven Star Sword. No one will help him."

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