Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 133 The image of meow! (two chapters in one)

Hua Ye felt that although he hadn't been out for many years, he was still not ignorant. He knew the civilizations in the universe, big and small, and even if he didn't remember them, he should be familiar with them.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't have the slightest impression of the name "Buddhism".

As for the monkey with very obvious characteristics. . .

When the monkey came out of the mountain, he had already been exiled to a corner, and the same was true for Kunpeng!
So Kunpeng only talked about Tang Seng, and didn't mention the fact that there was a monkey with him. Ruoning, who had heard about the monkey, naturally didn't respond.

"Could it be a small civilization that has just been promoted to the aerospace level?"

After pondering for a long time, Hua Ye said, "Bring him in, and I will ask you carefully."

Kunpeng responded and went out, Hua Ye smiled and said to Ruoning: "It happens that we are short of men now, isn't this the thug sent to the door?"

"Hmph, a little space-level civilization, I'm glad you are!"

Ruoning snorted disdainfully, and said, "Don't even think about it, we are going to Melo Heaven, what's the use of space-level civilization?"

"It's very useful!"

Hua Ye smiled and said, "Isn't Taotie also an aerospace-grade civilization? Even if they can't do anything else, it's okay to give them a few battleships and be cannon fodder, right?"

While the two were talking, Kunpeng also went outside the battleship.

"The Buddha is here, come with me, my king wants to see you!"

Hearing this, Tang Monk was about to proclaim the name of the Buddha to thank him, but Sun Wukong stopped him and said, "There is no rush to go in. Let my old grandson ask first, who is the surname of your king, and where is his family name?"

The Tang Seng who was stopped was not upset at all, because he had already proved on the way to learn the scriptures that my Wukong is reliable!
Kunpeng patted his chest proudly and said, "My king is Tiangong Wang Huaye!"

Sun Wukong chuckled. Originally, he was going back to Blue Star to fight with this Hua Ye, but now he has sent them to his door.

"Wukong, is there something wrong?"

Tang Seng turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"Master, although my grandson has not been here for a long time, he has heard of this Hua Ye."

Sun Wukong said via voice transmission: "This person is no fun!"

Then, he told Tang Seng the information about Hua Ye that he had heard from Lu Qingyang.

After Tang Seng listened, he was so angry in his heart-I am a Buddha, what age is this, and there are people like this?

If it weren't for the poor monk who has lost his magic power and has no supernatural powers, he must learn from the Buddha and transform into a fudo king, so that he can have a good time!
However, he is now a mortal relying on the colorful cassock to save his life, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Is Wukong sure to deal with this person?"

"If my old grandson's body is here, one finger is enough to clean him up!"

After Sun Wukong finished bragging, he said with some embarrassment: "But now my old grandson is just a clone of a vellus hair, and only has the cultivation base of Jindan stage."

"If you fight alone, my old grandson will definitely not be afraid of him, but he will not be able to take into account your safety, Master!"

Tang Seng has a black line on his forehead, if you think the poor monk is cumbersome, you can just say it, it’s not that he hasn’t been cumbersome!
Come on, now that he has big fists, and this time it's not Journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, Hua Ye will not hold back, and promises to choke himself to death immediately!

It doesn't matter if my projection dies, but once the projection dies, the mission of promoting Buddhism will be in vain!
Tang Seng simply proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "Amitabha, since this is the case, you and I, master and apprentice, should not have any dealings with him?"

Sun Wukong translated in his mind a little bit, and found that the meaning behind what his master said was that since we can't beat him, let's run away!

run?
Run before you fight?
That won't work!

Rolling his eyes, Monkey King smiled and said, "In that case, then I will take Master to Huaxia first! Hua Ye may not be able to enter the Nine Palaces formation even if he wants to come!"

Tang Seng smiled and nodded, "Goodness, goodness, Wukong is really understanding, and the poor monk thinks so too!"
The two masters and apprentices muttered for a long time, Kunpeng was already impatient with waiting, and asked impatiently: "If you don't come in with me, what are you waiting for? Do you still want my king to invite you in person?"

I, Kunpeng, have made people happy for so many years. Now that I have finally come out of that corner, I have a chance to be happy. Is it easy for me?
"Amitabha, please tell the benefactor to tell Hua Ye that the poor monk has important matters to attend, so he won't go in."

Tang Seng clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "If the fate between you and me is not over, there will be a day when we will meet again in the future, and the poor monk will say goodbye!"

After speaking, he grabbed Monkey King's arm with one hand and held it tightly.

Monkey King is helpless, his master has been discouraged since he became a Buddha, and he is no longer the Tang monk who dared to chant scriptures in the goblin cave!
My old grandson doesn't want to leave, I just want to fight Hua Ye right now!

But Tang Seng was caught, so he had no choice but to set up a somersault cloud and walk towards Huaxia.

Forget it, let's talk about it after the monk is settled!
Anyway, the fight is there, you have to fight early and late, right?
Once the two of them left, Kunpeng would quit.

Let the two of you go, how can I explain to the king when I go back?
So Monkey King, the somersault cloud, had just started, and before he had time to speed up, Kunpeng flapped his wings and stopped in front.

It's not that somersault cloud is slow, but it's Tang Monk Tang with a mortal body. Monkey King dare not increase the speed to the extreme in an instant!
Not to mention the bulging magic power, just the powerful G-force brocade cassock can't stop it!
That's why Kunpeng was able to stop in front, and said with a very unfriendly expression: "Why, are you two not giving me face, or are you not giving me face?"

When talking, this guy habitually pinched his orchid fingers and raised his buttocks.

"Wukong, is there another way?"

Tang Seng was disgusted. Although he knew that Kun Peng who was with Hua Ye was definitely not a good person, but because he was too poisoned, he didn't want to kill him easily, so he asked this question.

He is not stupid, and naturally he knows the current situation. If he wants to escape completely, he can only kill Kunpeng when he is not prepared and take the road away.

Asking this question is nothing more than listening to Wukong's orders!

Sun Wukong was overjoyed, he couldn't fight Hua Ye for the time being, but it seemed that he could have a fight with this sissy in front of him first!

He doesn't care if he's disgusting or not, anyway, as long as there's some fights, that's fine!

So Monkey King looked at Tang Seng expectantly, and said, "Master, my old grandson has no other choice!"

"Ugh!"

Tang Seng sighed and said: "Amitabha, that disciple should act quickly, don't delay the trip!"

In order to promote the Buddhadharma, let's open the precept of killing!

Anyway, those who killed were also vicious and vicious people. Presumably the Buddha would not blame the poor monk, right?

"okay!"

Sun Wukong responded, and took out the golden cudgel from his ear with a grinning grin.

Kunpeng was still angry here, seeing a huge stick approaching in front of his eyes, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.

Fortunately, although he has been busy lifting his hips for more than 1 years and has not done much training, the instinct to fight with Hua Ye is still there, and he turned his head at a critical moment, and finally he did not die on the spot.

But even though he didn't die directly on the spot, it was almost the same—Monkey King's stick smashed the left half of his body into minced meat!
Kunpeng is not Kaisha, who can still live after being blown into ashes and spread all over the universe, nor is it cold ice, who can recover even if it is cut in half.

Unless he can return to the battleship for treatment now, he will definitely die!
Kunpeng naturally didn't want to die, so he didn't even care about the severe pain, and desperately flapped his remaining half-drawn wings, trying to fly back to the battleship.

But who is Sun Wukong, ahh, what kind of monkey?
Since he made up his mind to kill, how could he let Kunpeng go back whole?

So one club was hit crookedly, and the other club was swung down immediately after.

Kunpeng didn't even think about it until he died. How could such a little-known civilization have such a powerful god?
After beating Kunpeng to death with two sticks, Monkey King didn't dare to stay too long, grabbed Tang Seng, put on somersault cloud, and ran towards Blue Star.

The only fly in the ointment is that time is running out, Sun Wukong didn't have time to do it again, and Kunpeng's soul was wiped out.

On the battleship, Hua Ye jumped into a rage, and without even thinking about it, he rushed out of the battleship with his wings, and followed closely behind Monkey King.

Ruoning was so angry that he was half dead, with my old lady here as a genuine son and daughter angel, Kunpeng would have been useless long ago, okay?
As for ignoring everything for an expired toy, rushing forward by yourself?
Besides, the dark data is still there, and it's not impossible to revive it, so why are you in such a hurry?
She was angry, but she also knew that Hua Ye was a no-brainer, and she was afraid that he would fall into some kind of trap again, so she hurriedly flapped her wings and chased after him.

As a result, there were three streamers of light in the vast universe, moving towards the direction of the blue star at high speed.

Lu Qingyang's Yuanshen avatar didn't know about this at all, and was still busy with the matter of the Tongtian Altar.

It is no problem for ordinary people to build the main body of the altar, but he has to do the talismans and incantations on it himself, otherwise it will be just a shape and will not play a role at all.

The matter of drawing talismans and incantations was tedious and boring. Little Jiu Baba lost interest after watching it for a few days, and turned around to come back to teach, ah, bah, it's time to test my apprentice's homework.

"How many times have you purified your blood?"

Su Xiaoli stood awkwardly in front of Xiao Jiu, hesitating and speechless.

It's only been a few days since she returned to Blue Star, and she's only been busy with the live broadcast these days, and she hasn't practiced at all. . .

Seeing Su Xiaoli like this, Xiao Jiu knew that there must be a few times, otherwise she would not be speechless, the fox's tail must have been raised to the sky long ago!
Xiao Jiu tentatively asked, "Has there ever been one?"

Su Xiaoli still didn't speak.

Xiao Jiu became angry, and instantly turned into a big white forehead with hanging eyes. . .Meow, slapped Su Xiaoli on the back of his head with a paw, and said angrily: "You haven't practiced for a few days, what did you do?"

Seeing that he couldn't make it through, Su Xiaoli could only stammer and whisper, "Straightforward, live broadcast."

Xiao Jiu slapped her paw again, and said, "Live broadcast? Will the live broadcast repel the gluttons outside, or will it make you close your ears?"

"I, I can't help it either!"

Su Xiaoli rubbed the back of her head, and said aggrievedly: "The company only gives such a small amount of money every month, and it's enough to buy cosmetics, clothes and bags."

"If I don't broadcast live, I will have no money. If I don't have money, I can't even eat. What can I do?"

Xiao Jiu was taken aback, and asked, "No, I remember that after Taoist Smelly took over Xiongbing Company, you got a monthly subsidy of [-], right?"

"Sixty thousand a month is not enough for you to buy, buy, buy? What about the money?"

"It's all spent," Su Xiaoli snapped his fingers and said, "I spent more than 1 on clothes, cosmetics..."

Su Xiaoli's calculations made Xiao Jiu's scalp tingle.

What clothes to buy more than 1?

Ben Meow's super luxurious invincible supreme cat litter is only a few hundred yuan, right?

There are also cosmetics, which cost more than 4?
Meow meow, you are a nine-tailed sky fox, you still need makeup?

"That's it," Su Xiaoli finished breaking off her fingers, and said aggrievedly: "That's it, I still owe 10,000+ credit cards, and if I don't live broadcast, I will have to..."

With a "snap", Su Xiaoli was taken as a nail by Xiao Jiu, who couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped his paw into the soil.

Meow, this apprentice is going to be successful!

"Master..."

Su Xiaoli, who was patted into the soil, looked at Xiao Jiu pitifully. If other people heard the "Master", regardless of men and women, their bones would probably be shattered on the spot.

But Xiao Jiu didn't like this, looked down at Su Xiaoli who was still selling miserably, and said: "Come on, this trick doesn't work well with me!"

"Tell me about you..."

After crackling and preaching, Xiao Jiu stopped to take a breath and asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Su Xiaoli opened his watery eyes and said, "Understood, Master."

Xiao Jiu hooked Su Xiaoli's back collar with the tip of her claws, pulled her out of the soil, and said, "Start practicing seriously from today, and don't touch those messy things, do you understand?"

"Um..."

Su Xiaoli nodded, and then asked: "Then what about my credit card? It will expire next month if I don't live broadcast!"

"If it's overdue, it's overdue," Xiao Jiu scolded, "I don't believe it. They dare to chase you here to ask for the bill after you're overdue? I can't scare them to death!"

"Besides, for your monthly subsidy of [-] yuan, can you divide the credit card into installments?"

Su Xiaoli nodded pitifully.

Farewell, gentlemen of my audience!
In order to protect your safety, I, Su Xiaoli, will lock myself in a small dark room and practice hard from today on!
Remember to give me more rewards!

After finishing speaking, this guy doesn't care what the barrage is like, just take the phone off the bracket, broadcast a level, and go to practice!

That's right, Su Xiaoli said the above few words!

She was live broadcasting Xiao Jiu just now and rushed in. She didn't have time to do anything, and the live broadcast was not turned off!
Xiao Jiu was dumbfounded, and was almost mad at himself, a "good apprentice", and went mad on the spot.

The co-author of Meow was broadcast live just now?
It doesn't matter if it is broadcast live, but the image of meow. . .

Now it's completely ruined!

By the way, Taoist priests don't watch live broadcasts, do they?
(End of this chapter)