Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 499 Whipping
After all, Mo Chen failed to catch up with the Roc Demon King. He was fast, but before the scarlet golden flame had time to fly out of the Jinshan boundary, he didn't know that he was grasped by a towering hand that emerged from there. It disappeared from this side of the world.

"Where is this?"

The little crow blinked his drunken eyes a few times, looking at the vaguely familiar environment around him, he couldn't help being a little puzzled, didn't he run to compete with the Peng Demon King to see who could fly faster? How did he get here?

Futons, alchemy furnaces, fairy gourds containing elixir, isn't this the Tushita Palace?Why did you run to Tushita Palace? Could it be that you got drunk and went in the wrong direction?No, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I must have been flying too fast, I accidentally flew into the sky!
"Master is not here, what am I doing here at Tushita Palace?" Mo Chen patted his head lightly, and was about to walk towards the door, but just as he lifted his leg, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"You little crow, seeing how rude you are as a teacher, where do you want to go?"

Is it Master's voice?

Mo Chen was slightly startled, and then waved his hands indifferently and smiled: "Where is there a master, the master is obviously not in the three realms, hallucinations, hallucinations, hallucinations, can you still hallucinate when drunk?" He didn't turn his head, raised his leg Then prepare to walk outside.

This is not to blame for Mo Chen, he is not cultivated enough, he can't see the situation in the chaos, the saints slipped away after the fight, and no one came down to inform him that Sanqing was back, after that everyone was busy drinking and celebrating, so He still doesn't know that his master is back.

"Seeing the impoverished Taoist is not polite, drunk and lost his sanity, yellow scarf warrior, take him to the door and beat him with twenty lashes, sober up!"

Mo Chen hadn't taken two steps outside when Laojun's voice came from beside him again. Immediately, he felt his whole body sank, all his magic power disappeared, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all. He slowly Slowly turning his head and looking back, he saw an old Taoist priest with a goatee sitting on a futon in the corner of the alchemy stove, who else is he?
Master is really back?

Mo Chen was sober for a little while, and it is impossible for him to have hallucinations twice. He is a majestic Da Luo Jinxian, even if he is drunk, this situation will not happen, and his magic power is imprisoned when he speaks. Other than Master Xuandu who led the palace could do it, that is to say, the Supreme Lord, and Master Xuandu didn't need to make such a joke with him.So the one who came back was really the Supreme Lord? !
The mind of a drunk person is half a beat slower than that of a normal person. When he wants to understand this truth, a little joy appears on his face. When he is about to call Master, he suddenly feels his body lighten. He takes a closer look, okay, I don’t know From nowhere came two yellow turban fighters to set him up, and now he remembered what Laojun said just now, it seemed that he wanted to whip him twenty lashes.

Immediately, the little crow became anxious and wanted to break free, but his entire body was imprisoned by the old master, and it was very difficult for him to walk, and he seemed to be able to turn his head and turn around. How could he break free from the yellow scarf warrior?

After trying twice, he found that it was like a mud cow like a sea, and it didn't work at all. He was still carried out of the hall. The little crow could only beg for mercy: "Master, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, please let me go." Let's go on a horse!"

The Taishang Laojun and the old god were meditating and practicing, but they didn't pay attention to him at all.

The two yellow turban wrestlers carried him out of the hall in a short while, brandished the whip specially made by Laojun, and lashed Mo Chen fiercely, without mercy. The whip was specially made by Laojun to punish his disciples, so they Even Xuandu suffered a few blows back then, even though Mo Chen was in the state of a Hunyuan Vajra body, he was still being whipped and screaming, it was extremely miserable.

This whip does not hit the body, but the soul, a total of twenty whips, no harm to Mo Chen's body and soul, but every whip will make Mo Chen feel unbearable He endured the extreme pain, and after twenty lashes, Mo Chen's sour feeling was like walking in a pan of oil, and all the drunkenness disappeared.

"Young master, don't be angry, we are also following orders. This thorny whip was made by the master himself, and the effect is just like this. Don't look at us, you should go in quickly and meet the master." The two yellow turban wrestlers who were executing the execution looked at Mo Chen angrily at the two of them, and explained with a mocking smile.

Speaking of which, the two of them have seen this scene many times, every time the boy who was newly whipped and the registered disciple looked at him like this, but the two of them were under the order of the old gentleman, and those boys and registered disciples did not If you dare to trouble them, they don't even bother to explain.

But this one in front of him is different, he is Laojun's personal heir, one of the masters of Tushita Palace, maybe he will be in charge of Tushiita Palace in the future, neither of them dare to neglect.

Mo Chen would not care about these two people, did he follow orders, he was going to teach these two people a lesson, what would Lao Jun think of him?It's just that being whipped is extremely uncomfortable, can you give him a good look?
But this whip is not bad, I will learn the refining method when I go back, and get one or two in Tongtianhe, so that I can teach those disobedient little monsters a lesson.

He secretly thought in his heart, but his face became amicable, he said: "It's nothing, I offended Master, I deserve this punishment, you two are dedicated to your duties, how can I blame you."

Regardless of the relieved faces of the two yellow scarf fighters, they strode towards the main hall of the Tushita palace. The moment the whip was whipped, the restraints that Laojun imposed on him disappeared.

"Disciple Mo Chen, visiting Master, got drunk for a while, and lost his manners in front of Master, I hope Master will not take offense!" As soon as he arrived in front of the old gentleman, Mo Chen immediately bowed respectfully and respectfully.

"Get up, don't blame the teacher for punishing you, practice one way, keep the heart of the Tao at all times, the Lingtai is clear, and don't slack in the slightest." Taishang Laojun taught.

"Disciple would like to obey Master's instruction!" Mo Chen bowed again, then stood up, stood aside with lowered brows and hands down, not a bit of the prestige of the Great Sage Burning Heaven who traversed the Three Realms in the lower realms.

Laojun looked at his closed disciple, stroked his goatee, and nodded in satisfaction, his eyes were full of admiration, and he didn't mean to be angry at all, this time he was not in the Three Realms, but this disciple made such a big deal His movement can make the two Buddhists suffer and die, and is of great benefit to the Taoist sect. Why do you tell him to be dissatisfied with Mo Chen?

But he still said: "When the poor Taoist left, didn't he let you stay in the cave with peace of mind? Why are you making trouble like this? If a catastrophe occurs and the poor Taoist is not around, how will you deal with yourself then? "...

(End of this chapter)