I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

"Wukong, you tricked me again!"

Tang Sanzang's tone was filled with unspeakable resentment.

Now present, except for the mouse spirit, everyone else is from their own family, and they don't have so many worries about speaking.

Of course, the mouse spirit was obviously not an outsider if he was invited by Monkey King.

In addition to listening to the root of the wall last night, Tang Sanzang always felt that there was something between these two people,

Even Tang Sanzang felt that the reason why Sun Wukong tossed himself to death was entirely for the mouse spirit.

You know, in the eyes of monsters, a piece of his flesh can live forever.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't cheat you!"

Sun Wukong directly denied it.

How can the matter of cheating people be put on the bright side!

"What you told me before was just an experiment, but what's the result?"

Tang Sanzang said resentfully.

"My old grandson told you in advance that your end will be miserable. Is there anything worse than this?"

Sun Wukong said angrily.

"But I don't seem to agree!"

Tang Sanzang reminded quietly.

Sun Wukong was taken aback.

Did you not agree? It seems that you did not agree!

"Don't care about these details, aren't you alive and kicking, besides, I don't intend to really eat you!"

Monkey King fooled without blushing.

"Heh, what happened to the hot water in the cauldron?"

Tang Sanzang was full of disdain, pointing to the burning cauldron and said.

"Oh, this, it's not that you are afraid that lying down for a long time will be bad for your health. After the old pig massages you, take a hot bath, it will be a fairy-like day!"

"Besides, when the old pig presses you, don't you enjoy it, you can hum comfortably!"

Sun Wukong explained with a teasing look on his face,

Tang Sanzang frowned,

Is he enjoying it? He is hurting!

It's just because Tathagata Buddha, a shriveled calf, was pitted. He was in pain, but he couldn't make a sound, so he could only hum.

"Then strangle me?"

"It can only be blamed on your weak bones!" Sun Wukong said disdainfully:

"The old pig kindly stretches your muscles and bones for you, but you don't know that your body is so weak, and your strength is a little bit stronger, you can't stand it!"

Tang Sanzang had a black line on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

Even strangled him to death, it turned out to be his problem.

As far as Zhu Bajie's strength is concerned, no ordinary person can handle it no matter how awesome he is.

Weak body?

Just kidding, as long as you give Tuer three thousand beauties, Tuer can create a famous clan!

Especially seeing Zhu Bajie's awkward yet polite smile, Tang Sanzang felt his anger welling up.

Can't be angry, can't be angry, can't fight, it's good to be alive!

After some psychological comfort, Tang Sanzang calmed down his anger.

"Then what's the matter with the monster?"

Tang Sanzang shifted his target to the mouse spirit who was watching the fun.

"This is a guest invited by my grandson. We have a meal together, and we have met several times in a row. This is fate. Of course, we need to get to know each other well. Why, is there a problem?"

Sun Wukong said indifferently

Tang Sanzang looked at Monkey King speechlessly.

no problem?

This is such a big problem, you are planning to stew the teacher's hair removal, and come to entertain this goblin.

But now he can't beat Monkey King.

What the hell, the only talent has been crushed, and let people live.

Of course, this can't be said, otherwise Monkey King will definitely satisfy his strange wish.

"Forget it, pack your bags and go!"

Tang Sanzang ordered with a dark face.

"Teacher, do you want the hot water? Old Sha and the young monk have been burning for a long time. You must respect the fruits of other people's labor and don't waste other people's blood and sweat!"

Sun Wukong began to preach directly.

"Fuck off, let's go!"

Tang Sanzang with a dark face, took the lead to leave this sad place,

When I saw that big cauldron, I thought of myself bubbling and bubbling in it, it was so miserable!

"What am I going to do next?

The mouse spirit is a bit confused,

Originally, according to the previous plan, she was supposed to win Tang Sanzang in Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai, but now she is quite familiar with them.

What's more, Tang Sanzang is useless. It's pointless to take up space after being caught.

But what should she do with Li Jing, God of Tota?

Although this big tree is good for shade, once it goes against his will, it will be like playing with this big tree to kill him.

"Go on, catch Tang Sanzang, and then lead the Tota King Li Jing over, and leave the rest to my grandson!"

Sun Wukong said indifferently.

Next, it's time to target Li Jing, the King of Tota.

Buddhism is also true. The catastrophe of the sunken mountain is so fragmented that it is very troublesome to do. It has to be done step by step.

"You have to deal with Li Tianwang!"

The mouse spirit looked at Monkey King in shock.

Although Li Jing was recognized as a foster father before, the worship has never stopped over the years.

This time, if Sun Wukong hadn't reminded her, she would have been beaten miserably by Li Jing, and it can be said that the two of them had already broken their friendship.

It's just that Monkey King actually wanted to attack King Tota, which the mouse spirit didn't expect.

Sun Wukong just smiled and didn't speak.

It's not just Li Jing, the king of Tota, who he wants to target.

The strength of the mouse spirit is not enough, and the vision is too shallow. If it is only aimed at Li Jing, the King of Tota, Monkey King does not need to spend too much money.

What he has to do is to use Li Jing as a springboard to target the entire teaching.

After explaining a few words to Mouse Jing, Monkey King let her leave first.

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Heavenly Court, Marshal's Mansion!

Li Jing, the King of Tota, suddenly had a bad premonition.

Something is going to happen!

All his life as a soldier, he believed in this intuition very much, and this intuition had saved his life on the battlefield.

But since he became the Marshal of the Heavenly Court, he hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, which made Li Jing a little dazed.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Li Jing was in a daze, little Nezha asked in surprise.

"I have a bad premonition that something might happen when I go to Qikong Mountain this time!"

Li Jing frowned and said.

"Then the father doesn't have to go, just leave it to the child. It's just a mouse spirit, and the child can easily surrender!"

Little Nezha said arrogantly.

"I have to go this time. It involves the plan of the saint. If the plan of the saint fails because of me, I can't bear the anger of the saint!

Li Jing's eyes were deep, and he took a deep look at little Nezha:

"Besides, something happened to me, shouldn't you be the happiest!"

Little Nezha remained silent, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

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===Chapter 306 □Will not block ===

"Ugh!"

Li Jing looked at the suddenly silent little Nezha, and sighed leisurely

Although the little Nezha called him father, he hated him to the bone and wanted to kill him soon.

If Taoist Ran Deng hadn't rescued him, he would have given him a golden and exquisite pagoda to trap little Nezha and burn him on fire.

Little Nezha had to reconcile with Li Jing because he couldn't break the golden exquisite pagoda.

But even so, Li Jing was still very afraid of the little Nezha, and did not dare to put down the pagoda in his hand, which made him famous as the King of Tota.

In fact, this is just because of fear of little Nezha.

Li Jing was in a panic when the Golden Pagoda was confiscated by King Dujiaxi in Jindou Mountain. Fortunately, the little Nezha was not much better, it was also clean and smooth.

If little Nezha still had a magic weapon in his hand at that time, maybe he would start chasing him again at that time.

But now Li Jing wanted to go to Zikong Mountain, a place that suddenly made him feel dangerous.

How bad is this crime!

"Clean up, and go to Zikong Mountain with my father!"

Li Jing pondered for a moment, but decided to take little Nezha with him.

One is that little Nezha is much stronger than him, and with him by his side, his own safety is guaranteed.

The second is to keep an eye on little Nezha to prevent him from suddenly stabbing him in the back.

If there is any change, take him directly with the Golden Exquisite Pagoda, and let little Nezha relive the taste of the Golden Exquisite Pagoda again.

Little Nezha nodded, turned and left.

But he muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"You died, how could I be unhappy? But what I want to see more is that you die by my hands!"

Li Jing frowned slightly and looked at the disappearing figure of little Nezha.

What did little Nezha seem to be talking about just now?

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Hollow mountain!

Not long after Tang Sanzang and his party left Zenlin Temple in Zhenhai, they came to the boundary of Xingkong Mountain.