Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 102
"Report! Your Majesty, the Great Master's head did not grow back, and turned into a monster with a dog's head and a tiger's body!" A beheading officer quickly walked up to Wang Jia to report.

The king looked confused, "How could the Great Master become a monster?"

Above the clouds, several vague figures nodded, as if they were very satisfied with the result.

Great Immortal Lu Li let out a mournful cry, his eyes full of sorrow.

"Monk Wuna, how dare you harm my eldest brother! Your Majesty, those demon monks must have used some evil method! I want to compete with him again, and I will never stop dying!" The eyes of Immortal Lu Li were full of hatred.

Xuanzang looked at the fake shell with a dog's head and a tiger's body, and secretly sighed, "Only this dog's head can save your life!"

Just after the competition to pray for rain, Xuanzang found that the four gods of wind, rain, thunder and lightning had not left, and seemed to be staring at what happened below.

All the gods and Buddhas were watching from the sky, as if they wanted to see how the drama would end.

According to the script, these three national masters must have the essentials, and I don’t know if it is the courage Liang Jingru gave them to dare to respect the Tao and restrain the Buddha in Xihe Niuzhou. This is the base of Buddhism. Killing, it will inevitably be liquidated by Buddhism afterwards.

People in the Buddhist sect value cause and effect the most. If the Buddha did not get retribution after the evil, those Buddhas in Lingshan would definitely not let it go, and would not sit back and watch the three goblins continue to live happily.

Xuanzang knew that although these three monsters committed minor crimes, they did not deserve to die. In the past 20 years, they have brought a lot of benefits to Che Chiguo, so he wanted to accept them and send them to the Chaos Orb. Develop the Hongmeng world so that they will not be retaliated by Buddhism.

That dog's head was transformed by him borrowing a trace of Qi from the Dao of Good Fortune, which was able to maintain the vitality of his physical body. After creating the illusion of death, the real body of Immortal Huli had been received into the Chaos Orb, and left in place It's just a fake shell to deceive the world.

On this Journey to the West, no matter how sinful the monsters with background are, they will not die. They will only be taken back by Da Neng and imprisoned for a few years.

This is extremely unfair, and Xuanzang is extremely disgusted with such actions, but now he doesn't want to completely tear himself apart from the Buddhist sect, so he uses some means to save these good monsters first.

"Teacher of the Second Kingdom, what do you want to compare with them?" The corner of the king's mouth twitched and asked.

Immortal Lu Li tore off his shirt, exposing his belly, and said: "I want to wager with them, cut their stomachs open!"

"Then monk, do you want to continue betting on each other?" the king asked.

Monkey King smiled, bared his teeth and said: "The little monk hasn't eaten fireworks for a long time. The day before yesterday, he came to the West and ate a few more steamed buns. His stomach hurts for the past few days. I think it's because of roundworms. I just want to borrow your majesty's sword , Cut open the belly, take out the viscera, wash the spleen and stomach, and catch the bugs!"

"Give him a knife!"

A palace man came forward and presented a short knife with ears, and then Monkey King asked someone for a basin of clear water.

"Wait and keep your eyes open, don't blink!" Sun Wukong chuckled and tore off his shirt to reveal the sweater.

The bull ear knife stabbed hard, and then slanted everything, just like Dongying Ronin cut open his abdomen, a big slanted gash appeared on Monkey King's belly.

"Ah!" The queen was shocked again, only feeling a little nauseous.

What is strange is that there is no blood gushing out. Sun Wukong pulled out the intestines from his stomach, pulled them out one by one, hung one string around his neck, and put the other side into clean water to wash.

After rubbing for a while, he reached into the wound and took out the heart, but saw that the red heart was still beating and contracting. Desperate, he passed out directly.

Sun Wukong put the internal organs back into his stomach one by one, and then wiped it, the big opening in his stomach was closed directly, and there was no scar.

"What a thaumaturgy!" Some courageous generals exclaimed.

After Sun Wukong put on his coat, he clasped his hands and said, "Teacher Erguo, little monk, I have finished my work, now it's your turn!"

Immortal Lu Li was also fearless, directly took a short knife, and cut open his belly, but the inside was more bloody than Monkey King, and the bloody internal organs were still wriggling. He took out his liver intestines and fiddled with them, and Monkey King secretly blew the root The hair turned into a hungry eagle and flew down from the sky, grabbed a bunch of internal organs of Immortal Luli and flew away.

Xuanzang threw out another wave of good luck and landed on the body of Immortal Lu Li.

Great Immortal Lu Li's face turned pale, and he was about to speak when he suddenly spurted out blood, and a large amount of dark red blood also flowed out from his stomach.

"Oh!"

He fell to the ground in a daze, and turned into a white-haired deer with a hollow belly. The scene was extremely bloody.

In the Chaos Orb, the Great Immortal Lu Li opened his eyes in a daze, and seeing the Immortal Hu Li floating around, he said pleasantly, "Brother, why didn't you die? Could it be that this is the place of reincarnation in the underworld?"

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Immortal Yang Li's face collapsed, and he fell to the ground with a mournful face, "Brother Dao, what's wrong with you, it's all because of these monstrous monks who used evil magic and sorcery to bring you to this point!"

Although the king was suspicious in his heart, he didn't think about it for a while.

Immortal Yang Li showed fierce eyes, red eyes, staring at Sun Wukong, "Little monk, do you dare to take a bath in the oil pan with me again?"

"Hmph, you monster, how could my old grandson be afraid of you?" Sun Wukong said disdainfully.

Immortal Yang Li blew on his beard and said angrily, "You monstrous monk, don't spout blood!"

Soon, a large oil pan was set up in the field, which was filled with sesame oil, and a special cook was burning firewood underneath.

After three sticks of incense, the sesame oil boiled under the hard work of the cook.

The roiling heat wave distorted the air above the oil pan, filling the room with the smell of oil.

"My grandson will come first!"

At this time, because of the lessons learned from the past, everyone had full confidence in Sun Wukong, and they all looked straight at the oil pan in the arena, wanting to see what kind of miraculous ability this little monk possessed, that he could bathe in the boiling oil pan.

Walking to the oil pan, Monkey King turned around and asked, "Are we Wenxi or Wuxi?"

"What is Wenxi and what is Wuxi?" Yang Li Daxian asked.

"Wen Xi doesn't take off his clothes, crosses his hands like this, goes down and rolls, then gets up, don't stain the clothes, if it is a little greasy, he loses. Wu Xi takes a hanger and a towel, takes off his clothes, jumps Go down, turn somersaults at will, erect dragonflies, just like swimming in a pond!" Sun Wukong explained shaking his head.

Immortal Yang Li rolled his eyes, thinking that the hairy-faced monk's clothes might have been washed with medicine before he came up with such tricks, and he must not come to wash them.

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