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The Great Sage was not as good-tempered as Tang Seng, and he took out his golden cudgel and smashed a nearby rock wall, expressing his displeasure with his fist.

As expected, the flower demon was as quiet as a chicken and stopped talking. She led the way and introduced the scenery along the way, including her uncles, grandparents, aunts and aunts. It was just that the flowers on her head were swaying, and it could be seen that she was not in a good mood.

"Everyone, I'm sending it here, and the front is no longer my place. I wish you all a smooth journey westward."

"Thank you for your guidance along the way."

"Where is it, I am the one who disturbed the holy monk."

Because of the matter of her turning her head to please the Great Sage, the atmosphere along the way was so embarrassing that it exploded.Tang Seng kindly began to discuss Buddhist scriptures with her.

In this way, her understanding of Buddhist scriptures is directly doubled, which is of great benefit to her practice.

And in such back and forth discussions, she also understood how different Tang Seng was from the monks she had met before.

It's not just a verbal "commandment".

In Tang Seng's heart, the precepts of Buddhism are not the ropes that bind him, but the chairs that help him sit upright.He sincerely abides by the clear rules and precepts, and these precepts make him clear his mind and better understand the compassion and breadth of Buddhism.

These precepts are a habit of Tang Seng, a habit integrated into life.

The buddha-like communication between one person and one monster not only relieved the previous atmosphere, but also satisfied Tang Seng's idea of ​​transforming monsters.

When they reached the edge of the territory that the flower demon could send, the friendship between the two was beyond comparison.

"Holy Monk, I heard from my cousin far away that in recent years, for some reason, a bunch of monsters have suddenly appeared, with different temperaments but not bad strength. Be careful on the way, Holy Monk."

"Amitabha, thank you benefactor for telling me that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles on the westward journey, it will not hinder the poor monk's determination to seek Buddha in the west."

"I don't know anything else. I just know that if you go west from here, you won't be able to get around Pingding Mountain. There are a pair of brothers there who call themselves the King of the Golden Horn and the King of the Silver Horn?" The flower demon frowned. "The little demons can't see their footsteps. They only know that they have a pair of powerful magic weapons. When they first arrived, they worshiped the old vixen in Yalongdong as their godmothers in order to gain a firm foothold."

"What? Isn't that right? You have to deal with three monsters in one breath. Master, let's take a detour."

"Detour for three months."

Just when Zhu Bajie wanted to say that three months would be fine, Hua Yao coolly added, "There are monsters in detours."

"Okay, just three, I'll leave it to the elder brother." Zhu Bajie readily decided the itinerary for everyone.

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"Where are the three monsters, how do you think we should deal with them? Or, Brother Hou, you should become like Master." Discussed secretly behind Master's back

"Pingdingshan doesn't have a road sign, so you let Master walk on the ground all the time, and I'll ride a horse?"

"Yeah, and second brother, according to what the flower demon said, the news of our master and apprentice is still very famous in this generation, and the monster will not let a [Monkey King] outside, so catch it, the four of us Can't even run away."

"Then Master and Brother Gu will switch." Bajie glanced at Kuroro who continued to smile. "I guess Brother Gu can give the monster a drink by himself."

"Idiot." How could the master agree.

Even if Kuroro is too strong to be human.But he is still human.Some weird spells and magic weapons will make him suffer great damage.

Fans: That's because the leader didn't show the thief's ultimate intention.

And after all, he is not Tang Seng's apprentice. Tang Seng can let his apprentices protect him, but he will not let Kuroro get involved in the danger that should belong to him.

"Wukong, go pick that little fruit, it's red. It's very effective in treating indigestion in horses." Tang Seng, who was concentrating on studying herbal medicine all the way and didn't hear the disciples secretly discussing it, suddenly found the little treasure on the roadside.

"But master, the white dragon horse is a dragon."

Little White Dragon nodded, he is a dragon, not a horse.

Tang Seng looked at the white dragon horse, and then at Monkey King: "Are you sure? It is different from your usual changes."

Sun Wukong: ... It's really different.

White Dragon Horse: ... ... It seems that it is not an ordinary illusion, but he is a dragon, is it ... .

"Great Sage, go pick it. If it tastes good, everyone will treat it as a snack. After all, it is not bad to eat." Except for Tang Seng, everyone else is either a god or a demon, and even the head of the group is a system that is more powerful than a demon.

Sun Wukong suddenly realized that he took all the juniors and ran to pick the fruit with great interest, leaving space for the head of the group and Tang Seng.

"The holy monk is worried?"

Ku Luoluo looked close to the model of a close sister, and the resident fans compared it carefully.It is very interesting to find the personality of the group leader in this world.He has completely become a supporting role, a host, an augmented nanny and a golden finger grandpa attached to an ancient artifact.

In all the worlds he has experienced before, the leader will always be the one who sets off a bloody storm.In the world of Qishen, the head of the team can't beat Qishen at all, and he can still enjoy the daily world, even pitting Qishen several times.

In the completely peaceful world of Pokémon, the group leader tricked all the fans with his superb acting skills, and by the way left behind the supernatural legend of the gods and beasts in that world.

Not to mention Lu Xiaofeng's world, the plot does not need to be disturbed because of the existence of the sword god, but he directly changed the emperor for the future.

But in this world, the leader is much, much, much more low-key (relatively speaking).

So far, Dasheng and the others still regard him as a good person, which shows how low-key our regiment is.

[Reasoning maniac: Low-key is low-key, the leader's willingness is not to lose money at all.Sure enough, a character like Kurorolushiru is a pervert.That was before, and so is this now. 】

[Flower who loves to laugh: Xueba, you've seen that group leader too. 】

[Reasoning maniac: Yes, recalling it now, it has been so long. 】

The fans over there accidentally recalled the past, and the team leader here is still in the heart-to-heart mode.

"Yes."

Zhu Bajie was worried about what to do with the three monsters, how could Tang Seng not be worried.

In the past few days, he has been holding on to herbal medicine books, and trying his best to review some knowledge and skills that Kuroro taught him, just for the monsters ahead.

The three monsters with magic weapons are more dangerous than the bone spirit in human skin before.

"Holy Monk, I seem to have put too much pressure on you."

"No, no, you're right, I have to..."

It is necessary to grow up and enrich one's knowledge, vision and discrimination ability, try not to hold back the disciples when encountering a crisis, be able to save oneself in a critical moment, and maintain the bearing and demeanor of a person who learns from the scriptures at ordinary times.

This is the learning goal Kuroro has instilled in Tang Seng so far. So far, Tang Seng is working hard to learn and grow.

But for a long time, as a monk who only needs to recite scriptures, understand Buddhist principles, and just be kind, these sudden requests and the sense of urgency unintentionally displayed by the head of the group made Tang Seng a little overloaded.

As a qualified psychological counselor (yes, the team leader has really passed this certificate), Kuroro certainly knows how to relieve the other party's tension and this pressure.

"Holy Monk, do you think that with the abilities of your four apprentices, if you are prepared, you will lose to the three monsters?"

Tang Seng froze for a moment, then shook his head.

After experiencing the "show off" of the great sage before, Tang Seng has a strong confidence in the force value of his apprentice.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt Wukong. Especially the monsters who sent out this time are very likely..." Looking at the sky, he sighed.

Tang Seng is not stupid, he has experienced the incident of the yellow robe monster, and he has also been popularized by science that there are deserters in the sky.

He still didn't expect that this was an arrangement by the robbery, and that most of the people who came down were immortals or non-staff employees, but the setting of being lazy during working hours was still easy to guess.

What came down from the sky = [-]% had a grudge with Monkey King.

I am a laggard again

I'm afraid that Wukong will be hurt because of his scruples.

"Holy Monk, let's do an experiment."

"Ok?"

"What happens later, you do it according to your heart."

"This……"

"Don't think about the Great Sage, don't think about Elder Zhu, don't think about me." Ku Luoluo helped Tang Seng up, and put the Zen stick into his hand. "Let's see how it ends."

Tang Seng looked at Kuroro in confusion, not knowing why there was such a proposal.

"Try it, in fact, you are not as weak as you think."

Although I still don't understand why, but when Sun Wukong and the others came back after picking the fruit, they found that their master's condition was much better.

It is no longer the kind of attitude that is holding on to the book and looking tense.

Because of Kuroro's joining and the introduction of the flower demon, Zhu Bajie's laziness in exploring the road was skipped, and it can't be said to be completely skipped. Looking at the expression of the Great Sage, it is obvious that he intends to try again later.

"Help~~~" A trembling but still full of energy cry for help reached the ears of Tang Seng and his disciples.

The apprentices collectively froze for a moment, and then each took precautions. The leader raised his eyebrows, and then let the camera zoom out to take a panoramic view.

So Tang Seng was anxious and compassionate to save people.

"Who is this calling for help? Go and see."

The place where he asked for help was not very far away. Tang Seng spared two stones and saw the "delicate" old Taoist priest lying on the ground.

"Elder, help me, I am a Taoist priest from the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain, and I went up the mountain to cut firewood... Er... Elder, this is..."

Halfway through the lines, Tang Seng pulled Monkey King and Zhu Bajie and pushed them in front of him.

The Yinjiao Dawang who became an old Taoist priest is at a loss, what kind of operation is this?

In his idea, Tang Seng should be willing to save people, and several apprentices tried to stop him.

"How does this benefactor treat my disciples?"

"Several elders...the appearance is very strange." This is the most euphemistic word Yinjiao can find, and he really can't say such Buddhist praise adjectives as benevolent and kind to the faces of Zhu Bajie and Monkey King.

【Anyone who didn't show any panic when they first saw your apprentice's face...】

Kuroro's first lesson to Tang Seng when he faced the bone spirit is still in his ears.

The Drifting Monk, Zhu Bajie, and Bai Longma all looked at the old Taoist priest who continued to pretend to be the wounded with pity.

Sun Wukong sneered, gripped the golden hoop cudgel tightly, and was ready to go up with a stick.

"Wukong." Tang Seng stopped Monkey King. "Saving still needs to be saved."

"Master?" Monkey King looked anxiously at Tang Seng, but after seeing Tang Seng's clear and serious eyes, he sighed and stood behind Tang Seng, ready to strike at any time.

Yes, Tang Seng already knew that the other party was a monster.

Kuroro taught him a lot of logic. When he heard someone calling for help, Tang Seng didn't think much about it.But after discovering where the opponent fell, Tang Seng knew it was a trap.

The other party was too close to him. If they had just fallen and injured, it was impossible for them not to hear the movement. If they had been injured for a long time, how could they wait for them to approach before shouting.

In the end, the other party's reason also made Tang Seng sigh.

This place full of strange rocks... chopping firewood?

This kind of inaccessible place...Taoist temple?

In the end, he tried again with the faces of Wukong and Bajie, and it was really hard to be fooled.

However, knowing that the other party may be a demon, knowing that the other party may try to eat him.

Even if it's a demon, even if the other party has evil thoughts in his heart, he still didn't do anything, did he?

Maybe the other party will temporarily repent?

Looking at the other party's bloody wound, the kindness and compassion in Tang Seng's heart made it impossible for him to ignore it.

The three-dimensional fans obviously have mixed feelings.

They saw Tang Seng's eyes on Wukong, and also saw Tang Seng's eyes on Wukong.

At this moment, it seems inappropriate to say that Tang Seng is pedantic or stupid. He is not being fooled by foolishness, but he knows it and still treats each other equally.

They can't understand this kind of Buddhist compassion, but they admire it.

Tang Seng went back to the box and took out the ointment and powder.

Go back to Silver Horn.

"This benefactor, the poor monk will give you medicine first, and then let my disciples carry you for a while and send you home."

"There is Elder Lao, there is Elder Lao."

"I am the Buddha and you are the Dao. I have different clothes, but they are all practitioners. What's more, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and the monks are merciful. How can they see death without saving them, or see their wounds without healing?"

Tang Seng took out the wound medicine, quickly applied it on the opponent, bandaged and fixed it.

Although the technique is still unfamiliar, but it is very meticulous and careful to deal with the other party's wound.

"Although my big apprentice looks different from ordinary people, he has a supernatural power. Let him carry you for a while. You should take a good rest from your injury, and you can't see the wind."

"Thank you, elder, thank you, elder."

The old Taoist looked at Sun Wukong proudly with treachery, and sneered at each other.

In the eyes of the old Taoist priest, Tang Seng was pedantic and stupid, and Monkey King was a master of his self-sufficiency, so he fell into his scheme.

But he didn't notice Zhu Bajie's snigger behind him.

Sure enough, it didn't last long, the Taoist priest behind Sun Wukong turned into a huge stone, and the Taoist priest himself showed his original shape with a strong wind, snatched Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie and left.

Why only catch these two?

Because he only has two hands, Tang Seng can live forever if he eats it, and he can feel full if he eats too much pig meat.Monkey King was suppressed, and the remaining Monk Sha and an ordinary person were nothing to fear.

Just as Yinjiao laughed out loud, there was a sharp pain in his foot, and the hand holding Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie was released, and he fell to the ground and rolled all over the floor.

Tang Seng in mid-air was firmly caught by Drifting Monk who was waiting on the ground.

"Master, are you alright?"

"I am fine."

"Oh! It hurts me to death, old pig." Zhu Bajie fell to the ground and no one picked him up.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Falling to the ground, the silver horns on the feet were painful.

"You, you!!!" Silver Horn looked at Tang Seng angrily.

I saw Tang Seng walking in front of him with the support of his apprentice, his expression was disappointed but his face was cold: "Almsgiver, the poor monk said that your injury is not suitable for seeing the wind."

"what have you done?"

Although it was Tang Seng who asked the question, Yinjiao still turned his head to look at Monkey King, and saw that although Monkey King was being crushed by a boulder, he laughed without any nervousness.

And the ordinary man standing next to Sun Wukong smiled and nodded at him, and punched casually, and the boulder he forced the mountain god to move was shattered with one blow.

Silver Horn: ...