Starting from Nine to Five Tang Sanzang

The Jiuling Yuansheng came obediently yesterday, why did he run away suddenly.

The three little princes had nothing to worry about, they were more puzzled.

"My lord is worry-free, just now when Emperor Qinghua came, it turned out that the nine lion spirits were his mounts, and they took the opportunity to run down to the mortal world as demons, and they have now been taken back by him."

The slightly smiling Tang Seng spoke softly.

"Emperor Qinghua!"

"Emperor Qinghua!"

As Tang Seng's words fell, several exclamations sounded in the field.

Emperor Qinghua of Dongji is unknown to everyone, but he is a famous god in the world.

The prince's open mouth could already fit a fist.

As for the three little princes, they were more excited than shocked.

The master ancestor unexpectedly has such a background, even Emperor Dongji Qinghua knows him.

this this this...

The excitement in their hearts can no longer be described in words.

Of course, thinking that they were still standing on the head of Dongji Qinghua Emperor's mount yesterday, I couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement in their eyes.

That is the top Taoist deity in the world, and they were lucky enough to ride his mount for a walk.

The three little princes who were rubbing their hands really didn't know how to describe their mood at the moment.

"The holy monk really has an extraordinary background, Xiao Wang... Xiao Wang neglected."

After thinking about it for a long time, the prince could only say so.

"Your Highness, you don't need to be polite, the poor monk will handle the goblin matter, so you won't have any worries."

Tang Seng, who gently supported the prince, said with a smile.

"Okay! Holy Monk! Xiao Wang is now going to announce to the whole city that the Holy Monk has arrived in Yuhua County, and the whole city celebrates the coming of the Holy Monk."

This is a person who can get along with Emperor Qinghua of Dongji. This is no longer a matter of a city, but a matter of a country.

After finishing speaking, the old prince bid farewell to Tang Seng and his apprentice in a hurry, and started to prepare to go.

"You guys should go to practice soon."

Monkey King who was standing by the side glanced at the three little princes who were still shocked, and couldn't help but cheered.

"Yes yes yes! Master, let's go to practice now, master, I will wait for the practice."

The three little princes nodded again and again, and ran out excitedly.

Looking at the few people who left, Tang Seng was very satisfied.

This is a good opportunity to borrow, and the effect is very good.

The palace was full of celebrations, but the yellow lion spirits and monsters who were still in the martial arts field were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Zu Weng has disappeared for such a long time, and there is still no news, so why don't they panic.

"Brother! Shall we run?"

In the silent square, it was Fu Lishi who finally opened his mouth and looked at Huang Shijing with his eyes.

Among several lion spirits, the yellow lion spirit is the strongest.

Now that the patriarch is gone, the Yellow Lion can only be the leader.

Chapter 342

Following Fu Lishi's words, the snow lion spirit and the demons all looked at the yellow lion spirit.

The patriarch had been gone for so long, and with the departure of the guards in the distance, there was a high probability that Tang Monk and his disciples had already discovered that Jiuling Yuansheng was missing.

But they deliberately waited a while longer, but Tang Seng didn't even look at them.

The ancestor ran away, but Tang Seng didn't respond, so they should seize the opportunity.

After all, the god chain on the ancestor's body flew away by himself.

It's a pity that the demons are not brave enough, so they can only choose the strongest to take the lead, and this matter is still caused by the yellow lion spirit.

"Wait a minute!"

Meeting the eyes of many companions, Huang Shijing swallowed and replied softly.

He was the one who caused trouble, and he didn't know what Tang Seng planned to do to them.

Zu Weng ran away as soon as he ran. After all, he was strong enough. If he took the lead in making trouble now, the impression on Tang Seng and his disciples would be even worse.

Seeing that the yellow lion spirit was scared, the rest of the lion spirits also lowered their heads.

Compared to the strength of Tang Seng's master and apprentice, they are really too weak.

Not to mention Tang Seng, but Monkey King and others, none of them are opponents.

Zu Weng could escape in an instant, and they might be caught as soon as they set off.

Now that there is no ancestor, they dare not provoke Tang Seng.

"They're all a bunch of cowards!"

Seeing that none of the surrounding companions said a word, Fu Lishi felt depressed.

Of course he wanted to escape, but he didn't have the courage.

All the lions carefully hit Xiao Jiujiu, but none of them dared to move.

The continuous cheers from a distance made their heads hang lower.

Needless to say, the people in the city must be celebrating, but they just stayed here suffering, not knowing how Tang Seng treated them.

Time passed slowly, and the day passed in a blink of an eye, and the sunset glow hung in the sky in the distance.

A whole day passed and they did nothing.

The seven lion spirits looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes were full of anger.

There has been no news of Zu Weng for so long, so he must have run away.

And for such a long time, except for ordinary people who walked by from time to time in the distance, Tang Seng and his disciples have never visited them.

"Brother! Are we going to stay like this?"

Fu Lishi frowned, his eyes were very angry.

I don't know if I am angry at the situation in front of me, or because my companion is so cowardly.

It's good that Tang Seng is strong, but the opponent hasn't sealed them yet.

The few of them stayed so stupidly for a day and a night.

Could it be that if Tang Seng didn't open his mouth, they would have to squat here forever?

"What can I do, Tang Sanzang is really amazing."

Huang Shijing lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

Anyway, the yellow lion has planned it carefully, and it is definitely not a good idea.

One chance to stand out is enough, and you will not be so lucky if you come out again.

Fu Lishi, who was not surprised in his heart, couldn't help looking at the other companions.

All the lion spirits sighed in their hearts, and then lowered their heads.

"Depend on!"

Fu Lishi cursed, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that the raccoon lion did not make any movement after "relying", many other lion spirits also said "reck" in their hearts.

Quite depressed, they had to lie on the ground with their heads shrugged.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sky is dark, only the many torches flickering around.

In the flickering firelight, the decadent expressions of several lion spirits are reflected.

When Huang Shijing and the others were angry, a figure suddenly passed by in the distance.

Seeing this, Huang Shijing quickly got up.

The rest of the lion spirits also hurriedly stood up.

Zhu Bajie, who ate and drank for a day, planned to go back and practice hard, but he passed by and found the martial arts field nearby, so he came to have a look.

Shaking his head, Zhu Bajie, who was looking up, suddenly shrank his eyes and rushed up.

"What about the nine-headed lion spirit? Why is he missing!"

Looking at the seven lion spirits in the arena, Zhu Bajie shouted loudly.

With such a majestic goblin, Zhu Bajie still wondered when he would be able to ride it out again.

I didn't expect to run over and take a look, but it was gone.

Standing up, Huang Shijing and others who were originally nervous were all taken aback.

Well!

You've been running all day, and you just found out now?

"Zu... Zu Weng, he's gone!"

Looking at Zhu Bajie who ran directly in front of him, Huang Shijing stammered.

The current him has long lost his former air, and he has to be cautious when facing Zhu Bajie.

"Ran???"

Zhu Bajie's eyes widened with shock.

Jiuling Yuansheng was specially captured by the master, how could he escape?

After a second thought, Zhu Bajie glanced at the monsters in the field and hurried away.

Looking at Zhu Bajie who came and went in a hurry, Huang Shijing and the monsters looked at each other, a little confused about what the other party wanted to do.

"Master! Did you let the nine-headed lion spirit go away?"

Zhu Bajie, who ran back to the room, asked Tang Seng anxiously.

"If you have time to practice hard, what does it look like to be bluffing?"

Sitting in the room, Tang Seng rolled his eyes, feeling really helpless towards this Zhu Bajie.

Many people in the palace knew that Jiuling Yuansheng was taken away by Emperor Qinghua of Dongji, but Zhu Bajie didn't know it yet.

Don't think about it, this guy eats and drinks all day long, so he doesn't pay attention to this at all.

"Oh!"

Meeting Tang Seng's eyes, Zhu Bajie grumbled.

Originally, I wanted to ask why not only the entire palace, but also the people on the streets were so enthusiastic today. It can be seen that several people are practicing and had to give up.

Then he quietly found a place and concentrated on practicing.

It doesn't matter if Jiuling Yuansheng runs away, as long as there is food.

Judging from the master's current performance, it seems that he will have to stay in Yuhua County for a while.

In the flickering firelight, the eyes of the seven lion spirits were wide open.

They are all goblins with extraordinary cultivation, so naturally they don't need to sleep.

Looking at the companions who were quietly lying around, Fu Lishi kicked his legs from time to time, raised his head and looked around.

Seeing this, the few lion spirits lying quietly beside them had a bright color in their eyes.

Fu Lishi was already grumpy among them, so he definitely couldn't wait anymore.

They are only one chance away now, as long as Fu Lishi escapes, they will definitely not stand still.