Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 639
Of course, Mo Chen didn't know about the conversation between the master and the apprentice who was far away on Fangcun Mountain. Mo Chen, who had just finished drinking with the Golden Hair Roar, didn't want to go shopping anymore, left the restaurant and headed for the post house.

Seeing Golden Retriever Roaring this time can be said to have helped Mo Chen see the thoughts of many people clearly, but these people, no, it was the thoughts of these monsters, which made Mo Chen feel a little helpless.

From the Great Tribulation of the Gods to the Great Tribulation of the Journey to the West, the 12 yuan will last more than a million years. Not only the sea has changed, but the prehistoric continent has evolved into the fairy world of four continents and four seas. It is very beneficial to Buddhism.

The three thousand people in the world of mortals put down their obsession with returning to freedom, and resigned themselves to their fate...

That's right, they should think so. They have been trapped in the Buddhist gate for more than a million years, suffering from the ancient Buddha's blue lamp day and night. The sage of Tongtian turned a blind eye to them. It is already good for them not to feel resentment I think it was the decision made by the leader of Tongtian to summon Wanxian back then, otherwise, there would be no way for Jieyin Zhunti to capture them in one fell swoop through the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods.

Looking for them one by one, even if Zhunti was so patient to pick them up, they had no good excuses, Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun would not just sit back and watch Buddhism grow.

If after such a long period of darkness, there is no hope of breaking free from Buddhism and a small number of Jiejiao disciples persist, then the trend of traveling to the west, spreading Buddhism to the east, and the prosperity of Buddhism will be enough to make the Buddhist sect flourish. The rest of the people died. Before the Buddhism was not prosperous, they couldn't escape. The Buddhism is getting stronger and stronger. Don't they have no hope of leaving?

What the golden-haired roar said was right, except for the green lion and white elephant, I am afraid that those big monsters always have their hearts towards the Jiejiao and the monster clan. At this time, they also lost their minds, no longer considered their positions, and listened to the orders of Buddhism in a daze. It's just a day.

They are different from the group of god-conferring disciples in the heavenly court. Although the group of Jiejiao disciples who have received the priesthood are less free than them, and their souls cannot escape from the list of gods, they belong to the way of heaven after all. Even the Jade Emperor can do nothing to them Life and death, and Hongjun, the only one who can control the way of heaven, obviously doesn't care about these junior disciples and grandchildren.

However, Mo Chen is not discouraged. Even without these disciples, this monster clan has been able to continue from ancient times to today. It has always been a major force in the Three Realms. The upper level was completely dead and wounded, and the remaining power went to Beiming with the demon master Kunpeng, didn't they still stand up?

But the Jiejiao fell apart, and the vitality that the Yaozu had recuperated for countless years was once again created by the crowd. Today, aren't there still seven great sages waving flags and shouting to prop up a world?

The real root of the monster clan does not lie in Mo Chen, nor in the Bull Demon King, nor in Nuwa's favor, nor in the blessing of Kong Xuan, but in the heavenly rule that everything in the world can become a demon in this wild continent. A steady stream of new forces, as long as the Three Realms exist, the Yaozu will exist, and it will be a pivotal force between heaven and earth, and this, even Hongjun Daozu, who controls the Heavenly Dao, cannot change it. Without the Yaozu, The Three Realms will no longer be the Three Realms.

Naturally, Mo Chen can see this, not only Mo Chen can see it, but also gods and demons with a little knowledge can see it, otherwise, the new generation of monsters such as the Bull Demon King will not refuse to reject the Demon Master Palace Instead, he will rush wildly to Beiju Luzhou, and pick up the demon master Kunpeng and the ancient saints.Whoever the Yaozu is separated from, it is the Yaozu after all, even the Demon Emperor Jun and Tai Yi cannot represent all the Yaozu.

Therefore, although Mo Chen was a little helpless and regretful about the thoughts of the three thousand monsters of the Buddhist sect, his mood was not depressed or sad at all, but he just lost the interest in continuing to visit this Zhuzi country.

Not long after he returned to the post house, the monkey and Tang monk who went to the palace to treat the king were sent back, accompanied by countless rare medicinal materials stored in the palace, hundreds of years old ginseng and Polygonum multiflorum abound, Mo Chen even saw one of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. Ordinary mortals eat these fairy grasses, which are enough to prolong their lives for ten or twenty years. That's not enough to watch.

You know, when Mo Chen was still a celestial being, if he went to the West Sea Dragon Palace to enter the dragon gate once, he would have already asked for a ten thousand year treasure.

Moreover, these medicines are really useless, at least they have no effect at all on treating the illness of the king of Zhuzi Kingdom. His illness is caused by excessive worries and thoughts, which cannot be excreted. .

The monkey and others pretended to grind the medicine all night, Mo Chen was not interested in watching it, and rested in his room, but in the end, the three brothers of the monkey didn't use the medicine that was ground that night, but begged Longma to sprinkle it for a while. To soak the urine, he took out the black pot ashes that Bajie took out from the bottom of the boiler, and after he blew, a black pill condensed out.

Wu Jindan!A smell of urine!Ryoma's urine is also urine, and the smell is not bad at all.

But King Zhuzi didn't dislike it, he swallowed the rootless water that Sun Houzi casually uttered, and the saliva left by the old dragon king's sneeze, and he knew that the tricky Mo Chen was the one. A burst of nausea, drinking urine in front of a full hall of ministers, that is also a record.

After all, the white dragon horse belongs to the dragon family. Although it is urine, it is still comparable to the elixir. It is better than those ordinary medicinal materials. It has immediate effect, but it took less than three breaths to swallow it. The king frowned and said The courtiers were delighted to call for the clean bucket, because the king hadn't called for the clean bucket for three whole years.

When this guy was kidnapped by the Golden Retriever Roar, it happened to be the Dragon Boat Festival, he was also unlucky, he happened to be eating rice dumplings, rice dumplings are easy to accumulate food, he was so frightened that he choked to death, but his intestines were also blocked, Poor excretion.

"What, is there a demon?"

At the thank-you banquet, Monkey Sun couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard the reason for the king's illness, but what he thought in his heart was, monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, they really couldn't escape the demons and subdue them anywhere along the way!

"Exactly, the golden holy lady who was kidnapped by the demon. We have no choice but to build a shelter to express our condolences." The king sighed on it.

"Your Majesty, this is a trivial matter!" Mo Chen suddenly said, with a hint of malicious smile: "Isn't there a genius doctor, Elder Sun, who has powerful mana and great supernatural powers, why don't you take him to the Demon Tower to have a look. You might as well have rescued His Majesty's Golden Holy Empress!"...

(End of this chapter)