Journey to the West: The criminal police handle the case, and the immortal Buddha retreats

Monkey King jumped off the stone seat and walked towards Wang Shi: "You..."

"Brother Monkey! Those low-level monster kings will be beaten to death, what use can they be?" Monkey King's gradually ferocious appearance really made Wang Shi's heart a little creepy, and he couldn't help but secretly said.

"go!"

call out!
"Don't follow any of you!"

Monkey King drove Wang Shi out of the water curtain cave with a gust of wind, leaving only Monkey King's warning words in the cave.Sun Wukong's obvious cover-up behavior made all the demon kings look at each other in blank dismay, and the expressions that had already wished to eat Wang Shi became even more exciting.

On the coast of Huaguo Shandong, Monkey King put Wang Shi down.

Sun Wukong said with displeasure on his face: "Why do you have to tear down my family property at this juncture? It's just ruining my big business!"

"Brother Monkey, these demon kings are useless!"

Wang Shi pouted, repeating his point of view.

"What do you know?" Sun Wukong turned his head to the side, very annoyed, "Without these little demon kings, how could I have the nerve to gather my six elder brothers, and without the participation of the great saints of the demon race to disturb the situation of the Three Realms, I..."

He really didn't know what Sun Wukong was thinking in his heart, but he still heard that Sun Wukong seemed to have more important things to plan. Wang Shi couldn't help but frowned tightly, and asked specifically: "What will happen to you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't talk about it! Now that the matter has come to this point, we will go our own way in the future, and you should not come to Huaguo Mountain again in the short term."

After all, Monkey King is still affectionate and righteous. Although he was very angry before, he still didn't do anything to the younger brother Wang Shi who was accepted first, but Monkey King didn't want Wang Shi to stay in Huaguo Mountain to continue making trouble.

Hearing this, Wang Shi remained silent, and the sea breeze blowing his hair recklessly disturbed his heart to risk his life to fight.

"Take it!"

Over there, Monkey King took out the God Zangkong clam from his ear, and then took out a purple gourd from the God Zangkong clam, held it in his hand, and then threw the God Zangkong clam to Wang Shi.

Wang Shi subconsciously caught the flying Tibetan toad, and put it directly into the inner pocket of the police uniform without looking at the contents.

"I don't need those flat peaches, half of them have already been packed in this purple gold gourd." Sun Wukong threw the purple gold gourd in his hand and explained with a satisfied expression.

Wang Shi responded lightly: "Yes."

"My grandson is going too!"

Sun Wukong held the purple gold gourd in his right hand, put his left hand on his forehead, stomped his feet and flew out, leaving Wang Shi with a handsome back.

"Could it be that this is the purple gold gourd made by the innate spiritual root gourd and fairy vine, the container where the Supreme Old Monarch holds the golden elixir?"

"However, how did the Zijin gourd be swallowed up by Monkey King to the lower realm? Could it be that because of the convenience of hiding the empty clam, Sun Wukong learned the trick of stealing the sheep?"

call out!
Wang Shi stood still and shook his head, and then set up a rainbow light to fly over the sea, and the direction of his escape was the capital city of Aolai Kingdom, which he hadn't returned to for nearly 200 years.

On the east street of Aolai City, in the heavily patrolled National Teacher's Mansion, dozens of figures suddenly flew out against the wind, and they surrounded Hong Guang who was approaching unscrupulously.

"Where is the immortal master coming to the Aolai country's national teacher's mansion?"

Wang Shi, who was in the trance, smiled, and said via voice transmission: "It's me!"

The familiar shouting voice was Wu Shiyong, Wang Shi's former subordinate, and he was also the commander of the three hundred tiger guards.

"Lord...Master!"

Commander Wu and Wang Ning spoke in unison, with inexplicable excitement on their faces.

"We see the National Teacher!"

Wang Shi stood in emptiness, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Get up, all of you!"

"Here!"

The 32 black-armored sergeants moved in unison, and they all stood up straight in mid-air.Practicing the advanced convincing technique that is ten times faster than the ordinary technique, now they are all monks at the early stage of golden core, and all of them have mana that exceeds their own realm.

Soon Wang Shi led the crowd back to the main hall of the National Teacher's Mansion.

"What about the rest?"

"They... failed their master's expectations and failed to condense the golden core successfully."

It stands to reason that human monks can prolong their lifespan to two or three hundred years after cultivating to the foundation-building stage. Wang Shi does not believe that they are all dead: "Could it be that they are all dead?"

"Most of them died, and the rest returned home." Wang Ning said with a sigh.

The process of condensing the golden elixir is very dangerous, even if the mana cultivated by the advanced convincing technique is incomparably pure, it is still difficult to condense the golden elixir.

"Hmph! Could it be that our master's office can't support these old people?"

Commander Wang Ning was at a loss for words: "This..."

Wang Shi, who was quite sad in his heart, ordered: "I will recall all of them. As long as they are alive, none of them will be missing. Otherwise...you don't need to be commanders anymore."

Wang Ning and Wu Shiyong were overjoyed immediately, and they even brought 32 Jindan guards to tears of gratitude: "Great kindness, master!"

Saying that they were going to kowtow again, Wang Shi hurriedly raised his hand, pretending to stop them from bowing down.

In fact, Wang Shi was wrong to blame them. It was those tiger guards and strong fighters in the mountains who didn't condense the golden core.

In the study room of the National Teacher's Mansion, Wang Shi took out the hidden empty clam, gently opened the fan shell, and then took himself in.

"I'll go! Why are there so many?"

Wang Shi was taken aback by the contents inside. Three hundred jade altars were piled together, fully occupying less than half of the space.

The faint fragrance overflowed inside the Tibetan God Clam, and Wang Shi couldn't help guessing: "Could it be the queen mother's fine nectar and jade liquid inside?"

Wang Shi couldn't wait to slap open the silk cover of a jade altar, and the watery jade liquid inside made him swallow continuously.

"Gollum!"

"Ahhh... so cool!"

Although this fine nectar is far inferior to the spiritual energy of the holy spring in Wushan God Realm, the taste is really too sweet.Moreover, after taking a sip of the jade liquid, he felt a lot of comfort in his whole body. According to Wang Shi's conservative estimation, this jar of jade liquid could probably prolong the monk's life, avoid disasters, and increase mana, at least for one year.

"This jade altar is actually a magic weapon, and it is a specially made medium-grade magic weapon, which can well preserve the fine nectar and jade liquid inside."

"Not bad! Not bad! Brother Monkey is mighty!"

Suddenly, Wang Shi looked straight at the four golden gourds in the corner, stammering: "This... this..."

"Could it be the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir?"

Wang Shi said full of speculation, his tone trembling.

Boo!
Wang Shi picked up one of the golden gourds, pulled out the cylindrical stopper, and slowly tilted to pour it out.

"No...no!"

Soon Wang Shi found that the gourd was empty, and couldn't help being disappointed. He picked up the second golden gourd and shook it gently to hear the sound.

"nor!"

Then came the third golden gourd.

"still none!"

dong dong dong...

It wasn't until he picked up the fourth golden gourd, which was also the last big gourd, that there was finally a sound coming out of it.And hearing the sound, there seemed to be a lot of pills colliding inside, and Wang Shi's breathing suddenly became heavy.

Nine simple golden pills the size of lychees spit out from the gourd's mouth one by one. Wang Shi was so excited that he pinched one of them tremblingly to check.

"Woriz, your uncle!"

"This stepping horse is a three-turn golden elixir, not a nine-turn golden elixir at all!" The difference from the expected value was too big, and Wang Shi, who saw it clearly, couldn't help but want to scold his mother.

If the Taishang Laojun knew about Wang Shi's complaints at this moment, he would probably immediately destroy him humanely.

In the true sense of the Nine-Turn Golden Pill, even the Taishang Laojun himself has only one left in this era, and that Nine-Turn Golden Pill is contained in a purple gold gourd.