One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 810

"Could it be that they are really familiar?" Luo Xi glanced at her head and said worriedly. Just now she promised Guanyin that she would not do too much to her. Sad reminder of the saint.

"Ahem, let me out..." At this moment, the Yellow-Browed King suddenly coughed twice and called out weakly.

"Fortunately, I'm still angry, let's put her down first." Tang Sanzang heaved a sigh of relief, but also wanted to laugh. The Yellow-Browed King should have been seriously injured by him years ago, and then humiliated by Zhu Tianpeng for a while. Now that she has become like this, I don't know if she will go crazy when she wakes up.

"Master, I think you should go out and avoid it for a while, it seems inconvenient." Sha Wanjing looked at Huangmei in the steamer, then looked back at Tang Sanzang and said.

"En." Tang Sanzang nodded, and went straight out.

After a while, the crowd led out the king with the yellow brows who was still unconscious. She was wearing a long robe, which belonged to Sha Wanjing, at least it wrapped her body tightly.

As soon as he left the hall, he was blown by the cold winter wind, and the Yellow-browed King immediately woke up. He looked down at his clothes, and then at Sha Wanjing around him. He recalled the things that happened before, and his face turned pale. Turning red, she stared at Zhu Tianpeng who was lying on the corridor over there, gritted her teeth and said, "Zhu Tianpeng, if I don't die today, I will definitely report today's humiliation."

"If you want to die, it will be soon." Zhu Tianpeng glanced at her sideways, his eyes were a little cold.

The Yellow-Browed King only felt a chill in his heart, and looked at Zhu Tianpeng with a trace of fear. Obviously, his strength seemed to be similar to that of a mortal, but his aura seemed even more terrifying.

"Since you know what happened today, but Sister Guanyin pleaded for you, we don't count. If you still want to survive, just swear a few oaths to your demons, and then we will let you go , or else I will put you in a racism bag and take you with me all the way." Zhu Tianpeng saw that the king with yellow eyebrows was being honest, and continued.

"Heart demon swears!" The yellow eyebrow king's complexion changed slightly.

"Yes, everyone is not a fool. The heart demon swore that if you can't do it, there will be a lot of backlash when you break through the saint realm. Now you can only be regarded as a fake saint. If you want to be truly holy, you should return Do you want to break through again?" Zhu Tianpeng nodded, with a controlling smile on his face.

"You!" The Yellow-Browed King trembled with anger. Zhu Tianpeng was also the Heavenly King back then, so he naturally knew a lot about saints.

"Three oaths, one, this life will not be an enemy of everyone present. Two, what happened today will never mention a single word to others. Three, the method of using the race bag is guaranteed to be correct. If you violate these three If there is a problem, you can’t get over the demon knot, and you can’t become a saint.” Zhu Tianpeng looked at the king with yellow eyebrows and said with a smile: “You just send it as it is, remember, it’s a demon oath, don’t think we can’t see it. Come out, back then my senior sister was no farther away from a saint than you were."

The Yellow-browed King looked at Zhu Tianpeng, was silent for a while, and gritted his teeth: "I, Huang Mei, swear an oath to the demons here today, in this life..."

"Very good, now tell me the formula for using the ethnographic bag." Zhu Tianpeng nodded in satisfaction after listening to Huang Mei gnashing his teeth and saying the heart demon oath.

Although unwilling, but now their wealth and lives are in their hands, and they have sworn a demon oath, Huang Mei can only talk about how to use the race bag in detail.

Sun Wukong took the human race bag and tested it. He opened the mouth of the bag and released hundreds of heavenly soldiers and generals with bewildered faces. Go back, back and forth several times, and confirm that the retraction is correct.

"Very good, since you are not hostile to us anymore, then we are friends, Wan Jing, quickly untie the fairy rope for our friends, we have to stay in this Little Leiyin Temple for one night today, You can't be so rude to the owner here." Zhu Tianpeng nodded in satisfaction, and said to Sha Wanjing.

Sha Wanjing stretched out her hand to take back the rope that bound the immortals, and the Yellow-browed King who had finally regained his freedom let out a sigh of relief. The way of binding was really an indescribable torture, and the sense of humiliation was too heavy, but now he was suddenly untied , unexpectedly raised a sense of loss, which also made her feel a little inexplicable.

"It's getting dark now, please prepare a place for us to rest, and then make some dinner." Zhu Tianpeng looked at the king and said.

"Hmph." The Yellow-Browed King snorted coldly and left quickly.

"Not good." Zhu Tianpeng said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Everyone asked nervously after hearing the words.

"The mana was drained all of a sudden just now, and I forgot to take out the necessary things in the universe bag. We seem to have no kitchen utensils for the next few days." Zhu Tianpeng patted the universe bag on his waist. Without mana, there is no way to open the universe bag .

"If that's the case, won't we be able to eat delicious food made by Master in the next few days?" Ao Xiaobai suddenly fell into sadness.

"Yeah, it's okay if you can meet people somewhere, but if you stay in the deep mountains and old forests, you can only eat fruits." Luo Xi also nodded.

"Well, when I leave tomorrow, I will bring a few simple kitchen utensils and seasonings with me from Leiyin Temple. It may not be as handy as the custom-made kitchen utensils used before, but there will be no problem with eating these few days." Tang Sanzang thought for a while and said, eating is indeed a big problem.

The crowd waited for a while, originally thinking that the Yellow-browed King would not pay attention to them. Not long after, a young monk came and led the crowd to a separate garden. One is just big enough for everyone to live in.

"The dinner will be delivered to the courtyard for you." The little monk was still very scared when he saw the scene of Tang Sanzang defeating the Yellow-browed King before, so he said, and left the small courtyard quickly as if fleeing.

"Am I so scary?" Tang Sanzang shrugged helplessly. It's really rare for someone to run away when he sees him.

"Master, you don't know how perverted and scary you look sometimes." Zhu Tianpeng sat down carefully while covering his dantian, looked at Tang Sanzang and nodded seriously.

"I've never been good at fighting, so I always use the most direct method, which may not look so aesthetic." Tang Sanzang nodded.

"Master, when you said this, you owed a fight just like Sister Guanyin. You obviously fought more fiercely than anyone else. After the fight, you still said that you don't know how to fight. Would you die if you didn't say that?" Zhu Tianpeng flipped He rolled his eyes.

(End of this chapter)