Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 79: Casting the Wrong Child

For Houtu, Monkey King naturally knew.

He turned to Yama King’s table: “My grandson knows you, you are the Empress Houtu.”

Houtu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Suddenly, a powerful breath came under pressure, as if trying to stop her.

Houtu’s eyes suddenly condensed, and his breath rose.

at the same time.

Nineteen layers of hell.

A sleeping woman suddenly opened her eyes: “Ah…”

With a long scream, the whole hell trembled.

Some ghosts of the eighteenth hell are flying away.

The roar shook the sky.

With endless power, wandering in the chaos.

The lead snorted, and a drop of blood dripped down his fingertips.

Zhun Ti looked at this scene without knowing it, “Brother, you?”

“She is so powerful.” The lead murmured.

“Did she succeed in her transformation?”

“No more.” The leader said: “Except for the teacher, no one will take that last step, and the teacher will not watch her transform successfully.”

“She is wandering about life and death to transform, but a trace of spiritual consciousness is still there, guarding the body.” The introduction said: “As for Hou Tu, she is already a holy, to be precise, wandering between the quasi-sage peak and the saint. , She can take that step at any time. It’s just that she wants to be a perfect holy.”

Sui Yin sneered; “If it weren’t for sending the Ksitigarbha king to the underworld, Houtu at this moment should have completely stepped into the saint. But at this moment, she can also take this step at any time, but she has not done so.”

Naturally, this breath cannot be concealed from the saint.

Biyou Palace.

Tongtian clearly felt the horror of this breath, is she really going to succeed?

Thirty-three heaven.

Taishang Laojun clearly felt this power, his eyes condensed involuntarily, and then said with a chuckle: “Can you really break through this last step? Come ahead of me.”

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun’s eyes were deep, as if looking through all nothingness, straight into the deepest part of the underworld.

“Huh, but little Doyle. The reason why I still keep you is to find the higher road through your body.”

The underworld shook for a while.

The Yama King shivered with cold sweat on his forehead.

He lowered his head and dared not move.

Nineteen layers of hell.

The woman just opened her eyes blankly, motionless, her eyes blank, and she didn’t blink.

After a long time, her eyes closed again.

It seemed that the whole person fell asleep again.

Is this the power of a saint?

Monkey King stared at this high sky, and the powerful breath just made him feel fear.

Under that powerful force, he has no room to fight back, and can easily crush him.

He turned the golden hoop and snorted.

This kind of power will one day my grandson will also have it.

Houtu looked at Gao Tian and said forcefully: “Take the lead, I don’t mind being holy now and fighting you.”

“Humph.” A cold snort sounded from the depths of the chaos, but it made everyone clearly audible.

Empress Houtu sighed quietly and looked at Monkey King: “Come with me.”

With Monkey King, he has been to the deepest part of the underworld, the nineteenth hell.

“Where is this?” Monkey King puzzled.

“Nineteenth floor of hell.” Houtu looked at the sleeping woman: “Do you still know her?”

Monkey King shook his head blankly, familiar, but he couldn’t remember it.

“do not know.”

“You should know her.”

This made Monkey King puzzled, and he didn’t even know it.

“The reason you don’t know is because you are not the completed you. When you find you one day, you will be you.” Houtu stared at Monkey King.

The Monkey King who heard these words was in the mist, and he didn’t know what it meant.

“I also hope Houtu Niangniang can teach me. My grandson doesn’t understand what Niangniang means very much.” Monkey King asked respectfully.

Regarding Houtu Empress, even if Sun Wukong was rebellious, she did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of her.

There was a trace of sorrow in the eyes of Houtu Niangniang: “It’s been a long, long time ago, and I can’t remember it. Then do you know the colorful stones?”

“My grandson naturally knows, because my grandson jumped out of the colorful stone.”

“Why did the colorful stone fall in Dongsheng Shenzhou? Why is it psychic? Why did you only jump out of the stone.”

Sun Wukong’s eyes were blank. He hadn’t thought about these problems at all.

After a long time, he said, “Because my old grandson is a colorful stone, he can naturally be psychic.”

“Really?” Empress Empress smiled faintly.

“Isn’t it?” Monkey King asked rhetorically.

“Yes, nor is it.”

“My old grandson doesn’t understand.” Don’t know why, Monkey King felt extremely depressed here, especially when he looked at the sleeping woman, he felt an inexplicable heartache.

He doesn’t want to stay here anymore.

“My old grandson bid farewell.” Monkey King saluted Houtu Empress and left the nineteenth floor of Hell.

Empress Houtu’s voice came from behind: “When you find you one day, you will know it naturally.”

The figure of Monkey King paused, but he still left here.

Hell.

With Empress Houtu’s departure, it took a long time for King Yama to stand up, only feeling that his legs were trembling.

If the saints really went to war here, the underworld would definitely be gone.

Even if it is him, as long as the slightest aftermath is involved, it will be finished.

There was a kid who hurriedly came; “Wang Ye is doing something bad.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Knowing Lord Yan, the underworld trembling just now, the little ghost did not hold the King Wuji’s soul, and cast the wrong child.” The little ghost looked at King Yama with trepidation.

King Yama looked around, “Is that monkey gone?”

“Enlighten Lord Yan, the Great Sage has left.”

King Yama secretly breathed a sigh of relief: “If this is the case, make a wrong vote.”

“I haven’t drank Meng Po soup yet.” The little devil continued.

Yan Wangye waved his hand to beckon him to roll the calf.

If you don’t drink it, don’t drink it.

He has been reborn, and there is nothing he can do about it.

Wuji Country.

A bitch is giving birth.

The four little puppies uttered one after another. ,

The last one seems a bit difficult to give birth.

The bitch barked barkingly.

A little black dog was born with blinking eyes.

His eyes were very blank, and he didn’t seem to know where he was.

Wang.

A dog barking nearby attracted the little black dog’s attention.

Suddenly, the little black dog seemed to wake up.

Because it is too small, I can’t even make a call.

It just screamed.

Two lines of clear tears permeated Mingcan’s dog eyes…

He turned out to be a dog.

The black-bone king wants to cry without tears, and hates the injustice…

Turned out to be a dog.