The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 333

After a while, the two pots were set up. This is the pot used by butchers to kill pigs, and only this kind of pot is big enough for them to take a bath.

This is a new pot for the butcher to prepare for slaughtering pigs in winter, and now he has to dedicate it.

In the two cauldrons, the oil kept tumbling, emitting heat and aroma. The imperial physician identified that there was no medicine added to the oil pan to make the oil boil in advance.

"Smelly monkey, I'm going down first, you have to come with my grandson."

After all, Immortal Yang Li entered into the frying pan first, spread his hands out, resting on the edge of the pan, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back a few degrees, looking very contented and comfortable.

"Xiaobai, you should have felt it, how about it, are you sure you can do it?"

Yu Wentian looked at Immortal Yang Li with a sneer, and asked Xiaobai in a low voice. Yu Wentian glanced at the two of them, heard their conversation, and knew instantly that there must be something tricky in it.

"Brother, don't worry, Xiaobai is here to help you this time."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Xiaobai turned into a little white dragon the size of an earthworm in a flash, and disappeared into the crowd in no time.

When Immortal Yangli entered the oil pan, he already felt that Immortal Yangli was carrying an ice dragon on his body. The ice dragon is an extremely rare species, so he must have been coerced by this sheep.

"Elder Sun, Pindao has been waiting for a long time, don't you plan to come in?"

Sun Wukong smiled, strode towards the frying pan and walked over, "Why don't my old grandson dare?"

Stretching his face over to feel it, the hot air almost scorched his monkey hair. If there was nothing in the Yang Li Da Xian pot, he would not believe it.

"Elder Sun, if you don't want to admit defeat in this competition, you have already won five competitions, no matter what, you have the upper hand."

The king had been paying attention to Sun Wukong all the time, and Sun Wukong's hair was scorched, so he naturally saw it, and he couldn't help being frightened.

At this time, Monkey King saw a white light flashing in the Yangli Daxian pot, and immediately knew that Xiao Bailong had succeeded, so he tested the temperature of the oil pot again. Sure enough, although it was still steaming, he could clearly feel it. There is a breath of ice in the hot air.

Without further ado, Monkey King stepped directly into the oil pan, put his whole head into the hot oil, then lifted it up again, repeated several times, and even took a bath in the oil pan, feeling very comfortable what.

After Immortal Yang Li saw it, his face immediately changed. This oil pot is different from those techniques of beheading and resurrection. It is not ordinary oil, but the temperature is many times higher than ordinary oil. Should it be like this?
After a while, he felt that his oil pan was getting hotter and hotter, and he could already feel the burning pain on his skin.

After searching carefully, he couldn't find the location of the ice dragon, so he was very nervous. If there was no ice dragon, how would he resist the temperature of the oil pan?This is not something he is capable of resisting.

He wanted to rush out of the frying pan, but found that there was a force suppressing him, making it impossible for him to rush out of the frying pan. After a cup of tea, Immortal Yang Li was finally submerged in the frying pan. Salvage, but did not find the sheep power, only found a fried whole sheep.

"Elder Tang, what is going on here? Why did the three immortals turn into three different animals after they died?"

The king walked up to Yu Wentian tremblingly, and asked cautiously, the Great Immortal Huli died and became a headless tiger, saying that he was practicing the White Tiger Heart Sutra, and he believed it.

But then Immortal Luli turned into a sika deer, and Immortal Yangli turned into an old goat. The successive changes made him really unacceptable.

Although immortals are not understandable by mortals, they have never heard that immortals will turn into animals after they die, even half-immortals should not be like this.

"Your Majesty, they are not great immortals, they are just three goblins who want to become immortals. I borrowed the national power of your country Che Chi to build the Sanqing Temple and promote Taoism, just to let the Taoist Sanqing see them. It's all about sincerity."

Only then did the king suddenly realize that it was no wonder that the three great immortals acted so secretly, and their names were all related to animals. It turned out to be the reason.

"I blame myself very much. I actually brought three monsters into the Che Chi Kingdom, and even regarded them as national teachers. The entire Che Chi Kingdom is at their service. I really cannot escape the blame for this matter."

Yuwen Tianxia patted the king's shoulder consciously. "Why should you care so much? It's God's will for them to come to Che Chiguo to make trouble, and it's still God's will for us to take them in. It has nothing to do with you."

The king looked at Yu Wentian, and immediately felt much better, but he still felt a little uncomfortable. Back then, he almost killed all the monks in the capital.

"Elder Tang, after going through such a thing, I don't know what to do. I hope Elder Tang will be merciful and point out a clear path."

Yu Wentian waved his hand indifferently, "Why is your Majesty so polite? Isn't the poor monk here to solve this matter? Now that Che Chiguo and the three monsters are playing with Taoism, Taoism may not bless you." It’s too late for the country, so why not just destroy the Taoist platform and follow Buddhism.”

Sun Wukong and others looked at Yu Wentian with black lines on their faces. Sure enough, they still couldn't keep up with Yu Wentian's rhythm. Yu Wentian's rhythm was too jumpy. What's the difference between this approach and those three monsters?
The most important thing is that the king couldn't tell that he actually believed Yu Wentian's words, "What Elder Tang said is that I will definitely do it, but can I enshrine the statue of Elder Tang?"

Yu Wentian tidied up his clothes, and said in a high-spirited manner, "Why not? The poor monk originally wanted to go to the Lingshan Mountain in the West to obtain the scriptures, and he would also be a Buddha at that time, not to mention that the monks in the country of Chechi all accepted the poor monk's scriptures." The poor monk can be regarded as the originator of the new practice method. From now on, the monks of the Chechi Kingdom will be called the disciples of the Tripitaka."

The king was suddenly excited. He had already seen the performance of Yuwentian and Sun Wukong in the past two days. In his eyes, Sun Wukong and Yuwentian were god-level existences. , there will be a patron saint in the future.

Under the strong invitation of the king and the coercion of Yu Wentian, finally a group of five people posed together and made a group sculpture.

But looking at this sculpture, Sun Wukong and others all wanted to cry. They all closed their eyes and put their hands together, but what does it mean that Yu Wentian stretched out two fingers, smiled and squinted one eye?
(End of this chapter)