Reborn Zombie Supreme

"What's so good about listening to the scriptures?" Zhu Bajie was idly holding a wooden stick in his mouth.

"Second Senior Brother, you can't say that!"

Sha Monk looked at He Cheng with envy: "The general can understand such a long sutra recited by the master. I can't. It takes a long time to meditate on a sentence. I'm too stupid."

"Yeah, if you read it again, your brain will go crazy." Zhu Bajie sat up.

"Bah" he spit out the stick again, "It's a pity that there is still a monster watching in the dark, making people unable to sleep. Why doesn't Senior Brother come back soon? We have extinguished the Flame Mountain, let's leave quickly."

While he was talking, a strong gust of wind blew.

There is a familiar figure in the wind, Sun Wukong!

It seems that he was blown back by the banana fan again.

"Elder brother, are you okay?" Sha Monk asked worriedly.

Tang Monk, who was lecturing, also stopped and looked at the monkey worriedly.

"It's okay!" Sun Wukong glared at He Cheng who was next to his master with a look of displeasure. "Old Zhu, didn't I tell you to protect the master? Why do you let others stay next to the master? Do you know that it is very dangerous?"

"Wukong! My master is discussing Buddhist scriptures with the general. There is no danger." Tang Monk was a little displeased with his disciple's random suspicions. "Did you go smoothly with the banana fan?"

"Oh! Stop talking! Hong Boy doesn't know what's wrong with his brain. He just saw me and slapped me back before I could speak!" He anxiously grabbed the monkey hair on his body and ordered: "You guys Keep watching, don't sleep! And...protect the master, I'll go find the Bull Demon King and ask him to discipline his son!"

"Go quickly, I will die of heat if you don't go!" Zhu Bajie waved his hand and drove Sun Wukong away.

After being slapped twice in a row, Sun Wukong, whose muscles and bones ached unbearably, gritted his teeth and somersaulted away again.

After a stick of incense.

A strong wind blew, and Sun Wukong was blown back again by the wind.

"Wukong, I think it's better to let the general help and extinguish the fire in the Flame Mountain first." Tang Seng couldn't bear his disciple being injured again and again.

"No need, master, I will definitely be able to treat him well this time!"

After another stick of incense, Sun Wukong was blown back again.

"No need to say anything, I'll go again!"

After three more attempts, Sun Wukong was blown back without any resistance, and finally collapsed on the ground, unable to jump or somersault.

"Elder brother, you should stop being a hero and ask my brother to help borrow a banana fan and extinguish the fire in the Flame Mountain. If you stay here any longer, you will either die of heat or sleepiness!" Zhu Bajie advised. He didn't feel sorry for Sun Wukong. He felt sorry for himself.

"Yes, senior brother, let the general give it a try. You can't bear the heat to kill the master here, right?" Sha Monk also advised.

Sun Wukong finally nodded: "Okay, just give it a try."

He didn't believe that He Chengzhen could borrow the banana fan.

He Cheng fell to the ground, stepped on the wind, and went straight to the Basho Cave without riding the clouds. Sun Wukong followed closely with a somersault, but was shocked. He could cover hundreds of thousands of miles in a single heel, but still couldn't catch up with He Cheng. .

In the blink of an eye, they had reached the Basho Cave, and Sun Wukong was still half a step behind.

"It's you monkey, how dare you come here!" Red Boy grabbed the banana fan as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Hong Hai'er, long time no see" He Cheng said as he landed in front of Hong Hai'er.

Hong Hai'er's expression changed: "Why is it you!"

But the banana fan was raised, and a strong wind surrounded the banana fan, ready to hit a wind pill at any time.

"Have you forgotten that the banana fan is useless to me?"

Seeing that the red boy was about to spit fire, He Cheng raised his finger and shook it gently:

"The true fire of samadhi is useless"

"What do you want to do here?" Hong Hai'er was extremely afraid of He Cheng.

"Borrow the banana fan to extinguish the Flame Mountain."

"Okay, it turns out you and this monkey are in the same group, so I won't borrow it!" Hong Boy's head was filled with confusion and his attitude was tough.

"You really don't want to borrow it?"

"Okay, lend it to you!" Red Boy reluctantly pushed the banana fan into He Cheng's hand: "Give it back to me after you're done, and take this nasty monkey away!"

Sun Wukong glared: "You! I am your uncle!"

"I don't have such a weak uncle~" Red Boy opened his eyelids, stuck out his tongue, made a face and ran back to the cave.

"Great Sage, let's go extinguish the Flame Mountain, shall we get on the road quickly?"

Sun Wukong nodded, looking at He Cheng flying ahead with a banana fan, but he was very confused. Although He Cheng was powerful, based on Sun Wukong's understanding of Red Boy in a short period of time, and Red Boy's fearless temperament, it was absolutely impossible. Afraid of the power of He Cheng, surrender.

The whole thing was strange, the banana fan was so easy to hold.

The two came to the Flame Mountain,

One fan blows the wind, two fans gather clouds, and three fans pour heavy rain.

Half an hour later, the flames of the Flame Mountain were successfully extinguished. Everything was too relaxed, and the relaxed Sun Wukong felt something was wrong.

…

"Hey~, it's so cool. I feel more energetic!" Zhu Bajie stretched out and yawned: "I said let's go quickly, go to the next place, find a clean temple, eat a bowl of vegetarian food, and then Have a good sleep!”

"You~" Tang Seng shook his head helplessly, but now that the calamity of the Flame Mountain was over, he felt a lot more relaxed.

The four masters and disciples set off again, but there was another figure on the road, He Cheng.

After walking for a day, I finally left the boundary of the Flame Mountain.

Sun Wukong made a fire on the roadside, and Sha Monk used wooden sticks to string dry food to roast. Seeing that Sun Wukong's attitude was not right, he asked strangely: "Elder brother, we have passed the Flame Mountain, why are you still looking sad?"

"I feel weird." The monkey scratched his fur, squatted on the stone, and scratched restlessly from side to side. "I can't figure it out!"

He Cheng, who was asking Monk Tang for Buddhist scriptures, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Sun Wukong, smiled slightly, and then asked Monk Tang for advice.

…

Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.

In the mist surrounding Yunxian, the immortals lined up on both sides, all looking at the figure in the middle.

After going to the South China Sea for more than ten years, he led the heavenly soldiers and generals and commanded countless tribes in the South China Sea. It was originally a battle that was bound to win, but in the end, he never even touched the opponent's shadow.

"Erlang Zhenjun, have you ever caught the rebel demon?" The Jade Emperor raised his eyebrows and asked, patting the dragon case.

Erlang Shen gritted his teeth: "Report to the Jade Emperor! The rebel demon is proficient in the art of transformation. Yang Jian surrounded the South China Sea and has not found any trace of him for more than ten years!"

"There are tens of millions of aquatic tribes in the South China Sea, and it may not be possible to investigate them one by one. What's more, the magical power of transformation of the rebel demon can escape the eyes of Zhenjun Erlang. The Jade Emperor must not be angry."

The Queen Mother on the side gave me a step.

The Jade Emperor also nodded, "The traitor knows that I am powerful in heaven. If you just live in secret, if you dare to show your face again, you will definitely be killed with thunderous means!"

"The Jade Emperor is wise!" all the immortals said in unison.

I just disagree with what the Jade Emperor said about thunderous means. Who in heaven can kill anyone with thunderous means? Back then, weren't they all killed by him with thunderous means and their armor was thrown away? But you can't say this nonsense. If the sky falls, there must be someone with a head high to hold it up.

Looking at the darkened faces of the Four Heavenly Kings, Giant Spirit God, Li Jing and other generals, one can tell that this "Thunder" battle must be indispensable for these, and how can he become the defeated general under his command.

"Where are the Buddhist pilgrims?" After the Jade Emperor finished speaking harshly, he stroked his beard and decided to ask something that would make him feel happier.

"Here, Xiaoxian will check..."

Soon, the clairvoyant and shunfenger came back and said, "Reporting to the Jade Emperor, Tang Monk and his disciples are at the Flame Mountain..."

"Flaming Mountain? Why are you still in the Flaming Mountain!" The Jade Emperor asked in confusion: "Didn't they already arrive at the Flaming Mountain three months ago? Are the demons in the Flaming Mountain so difficult to deal with?"

If one encounters the Eighty-One Difficulties, each difficulty will only take three months, but don’t forget that there is still a hundred and eighty thousand miles to go. With such delay, I am afraid that Monk Tang will not be able to reach Lingshan even if he runs out of Yangshou.

"That's not it……"

Clairvoyant and Shunfeng'er looked at each other and replied, "They have been sleeping in the Flame Mountain for three months."