The Dragon Emperor of Time Travel

Chapter 598 The Golden Horn and the Silver Horn
As early as a few years ago, Jinjiaoyinjiao, who descended to the world as a demon, came here, opened a lotus cave, gathered spiritual monsters within a hundred miles, and then turned them into demons, becoming the king of the mountain.

On this day, when the sun was just rising, King Yinjiao ordered his demon soldiers as usual, intending to go out to patrol the mountains, but was suddenly stopped by King Jinjiao.

"My dear brother, patrolling the mountain today, you have to take a closer look, is there a Tang monk passing by here, you catch him for me!"

"Hey, brother, we want to eat people, why can't we get some of them? What are you doing to catch that monk?"

Yinjiao was very puzzled, he was much younger than Jinjiao, so before they went down to earth, he intentionally slipped his mouth in front of Jinjiao, saying that today was the time when Tang Monk and his disciples passed by to learn Buddhist scriptures, and Jinjiao then I have been remembering it to this day.

Seeing that King Yinjiao was puzzled, King Jinjiao looked around, pulled King Yinjiao aside, and said in a low voice: "My dear brother, I have heard people say that this Tang monk is the reincarnation of the elder Jin Chan from the Buddhist sect. If you eat a piece of his meat, you can live forever!"

"Really? Then why do we play seats and practice kung fu!"

Immediately, Yinjiao became excited and shouted in the cave, a group of little demons didn't know what was going on, and echoed one after another, causing the whole lotus cave to dance wildly.

"As long as the monk Tang is caught, everyone will eat it! Haha——"

"Brother, I'm going to catch him right now!"

"Hey, brother, don't worry, you haven't seen that Tang monk, what should you do if you caught the wrong one? Come, come, brother, there are their portraits here."

Well, this Golden Horn is fully prepared, not only knowing that Tang Seng and his disciples will come today, but also preparing portraits of Tang Seng, his master and his disciples. This thing, combined with their experience in the lower realm for several years, can be said to be Going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures was not arranged early in the morning. Chu Feng didn't believe it even if he killed him. It's a pity that except for these monsters, no one saw it.

"My dear brother, I remember their appearance, and I specially drew them. You can recognize them by holding this painting!"

"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely arrest Tang Seng!"

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Tang Seng drove, oh no, riding a white dragon horse, galloping all the way, followed the sound and soon found the person who called for help.

This is an old man in a Taoist robe, slumped on the ground, one leg dripping with blood, obviously unable to move around, I saw the Taoist priest's complexion was pale, and his breath was like gossamer, as Tang Seng approached, his cry for help became weaker and weaker, as if Like hanging up anytime.

Seeing this, Tang Seng was shocked and immediately shouted: "Apprentices, come quickly!"

Hearing Tang Seng's voice, the old Taoist opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes, observed Tang Seng, and then showed an imperceptible sneer, then closed his eyes again, moaning in a low voice.

"Master, here we come!"

As soon as Tang Seng's voice fell, Monkey King had already arrived. Although he knew that Tang Seng would be fine, it is hard to guarantee that the silver-horned king is mentally disabled. If Tang Seng was directly arrested and brought back to the Lotus Cave to eat, then Monkey King would regret it , The pain of 500 years of repression is not in vain.

"Wukong, look quickly, this Taoist is about to die, please save him quickly!"

Tang Seng got off his horse and wanted to help the Taoist up himself while talking.

"Master, no!"

Monk Sha hurriedly stopped Tang Seng. A Taoist priest appeared in this barren mountain, which made him puzzled, so he had to be vigilant until he figured it out.

After all, the lesson from the past is the lesson from the past, and the teacher from the back is the teacher of the past. After the death of the Bone Demon, Monk Sha also has a better mind.

"Master, now this Taoist priest has lost too much blood, and he probably won't survive. Why don't we just bury him!"

Sun Wukong looked at the Taoist priest who fell on the ground with a sneer, rolled his eyes, revealed a strange smile, and said to Tang Seng.

"Ah? So serious? Wukong, you have great powers, try to save him. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. We have to try it before we can draw a conclusion."

Tang Seng was startled, he didn't expect the Taoist priest to be in such a critical situation.

"Understood Master, I'll try to see if I can save him!" Sun Wukong sneered, rushed forward, grabbed the Taoist's wrist, put two fluffy fingers on it, and diagnosed the Taoist's pulse .

In fact, when Monkey King put his hand on the Taoist's wrist, the "comatose" Taoist shook his body and wanted to pull out his wrist, but he held back.

Sun Wukong glanced at him, sneered in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, holding his hand, a burst of destructive mana was transmitted into the body of this Taoist.

The Taoist trembled, endured the severe pain, and slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to withdraw his hand without a trace, but Sun Wukong pinched it vigorously.

Immediately, the Taoist showed pain on his face, pretending to have just woken up, and looked at Monkey King, showing a look of fear.

"Ah! Monster, monster!"

As he spoke, he struggled violently. With that appearance, his performance was absolutely in place. If there was an Best Actor Award in the Three Realms, this year's best actor would definitely be the Silver Horn King.

"Wukong, let go of this Taoist priest, don't scare him!"

Seeing Monkey King firmly holding the Taoist's hand, Tang Seng hurriedly stopped him and blamed him.

"Tch, Master, don't be fooled by him, he's a monster!" Sun Wukong didn't show any weakness, his acting skills were overwhelming, his eyes were full of anger when he looked at Taoist, and his eyes were full of grievance when he looked at Tang Seng.

Tang Seng looked at Sun Wukong's eyes, felt a little unbearable, and even thought of the bone spirit, but in front of him was a living Taoist, and he was in danger, so he didn't care about Sun Wukong's feelings, so he put his heart on the line.

"Wukong, don't you let go? You don't listen to what your teacher says?" Tang Seng's tone became a bit serious, and he looked at Monkey King dissatisfied.

"Hmph, you'd better not be caught by me, or my old grandson will definitely tear you to pieces!"

Said, Monkey King increased the output of mana, and slammed the Taoist's hand, and the Taoist immediately showed a painful expression.

"Goku!"

Tang Seng's voice was full of anger, this monkey is too lacking in discipline, to treat an injured old man like this.

"How could you do this! He is getting old, and his legs and feet have been injured again. Now he is in danger. We are monks, and he is Tao. Although the clothes are different, the principles of practice are the same."

Then he pushed Monk Sha away, stepped forward to apologize to the Taoist, and checked his injuries.

"Master, how are you hurt?"

"Oh, master, this is your apprentice? He pinched me just now, it really hurt me to death, pity me when I went up the mountain to cut firewood, accidentally fell and hurt my leg, and now I was pinched and hurt my hand, it's so pitiful!"

"Master Dao, I am not strict in discipline, and the poor monk is here to apologize to you!"

Tang Seng didn't doubt that he was there, so he saluted the Taoist to make amends, then looked at Monk Sha, and said:

"Wujing, go and put the salute on the horse and carry the Taoist priest on it."

"This, master... alright!"

Monk Sha wanted to persuade Tang Seng again, but seeing his firm eyes, he could only compromise, knowing that no change was allowed, if he didn't carry it himself, maybe Tang Seng would carry it himself.

"Hey, master master! I was wrong just now, hehe, let me carry this priest!"

Seeing that Monk Sha came forward to carry the Taoist, Monkey King suddenly smiled and begged Tang Monk for mercy.

Hearing this, Tang Seng's face paled slightly, and he nodded, acquiescing to Monkey King's actions.

"Hey, Junior Brother Sha, let me do it while you go! Hey hey~"

Pushing Monk Sha away, Sun Wukong came to the Taoist, showing a malicious smile, grabbed the old Taoist's hand, and said, "Old Taoist, let me carry you!"

Seeing that Tang Seng had mounted his horse and didn't see himself at all, the old Taoist immediately changed his face, looked at Monkey King without showing any weakness, and said with a sneer, "Then Elder Lao is here, thank you very much!"

In an instant, the murderous aura filled the air, and the eyes of Sun Wukong and the old Taoist met, as if there were invisible lightning.

"Hahaha--"

"Hahaha--"

(End of this chapter)