The Council of the Heavens begins with SpongeBob SquarePants

Chapter 104 Jigong's Terrifying Strength
Soon after Fang Luo finished hosting the event, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"System, follow the previous plan as usual"

Fang Luo returned to the council space and said.

"Understood, host"

"Um"

Fang Luo nodded and stepped into the void.

……

"Si~ this brother! This is a good thing! The old beggar is really the best I have seen in my life, and there are very few who can match this thing."

In a tavern in the city.

In Tianzizi box, there are 'four people' sitting on a round table.

"Hmph, of course"

The person who spoke was a handsome young man in a light yellow robe, with long hair on his shoulders, a dragon hairpin on it, and a red gourd hanging on his waist.

Hmm...Holy Lord.

Next to him was a little Asian boy who was speechless, but no one dared to underestimate him when this kid was present.

Looking carefully at this child's aura, it seems to be as vast and boundless as the sky, and it is also like white clouds, ethereal and impermanent.

"This ghost thing is really powerful."

As if feeling that everyone was looking at him, Ximu slightly raised his head and said.

"Hey~ Amitabha Buddha"

Jigong didn't care about the current occasion, he stretched out his hand with a smile and pulled off the thickest dog leg.

And his behavior naturally aroused the confusion of the old beggar.

"This... Master, don't you violate the precepts like this?"

Jigong shook his head, and the grease splashed all over his mouth.

"Excellent Tathagata Buddha! As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart."

Jigong paused for a moment, then continued.

"What's more... the belly of the poor monk is like reincarnation"

"Reincarnation?"

The old beggar wanted to ask again, but when he opened his mouth, he found that Jigong shook his head and ignored him, and began to feast.

He can only suppress the doubts in his heart, there is no way, others don't want to say it, so he can't force others to say it.

What's more, let him force a monk who may be a Buddha... There is no need for it!
"Forget it, forget it~ The old beggar doesn't care about that much."

Then, the old beggar focused his attention on the items in the hands of the Holy Master.

Now he is still more interested in this thing.

"Hehe" the Holy Lord smiled slightly when he saw him like this.

"This necklace is called Aurora's Soul Journey. As for its function?"

The Holy Master smiled mysteriously and picked up the necklace.

"As long as you think in your heart, the necklace can take you anywhere in an instant"

"Space..." The old beggar's expression was a bit complicated, the power of the rules of space.

Things of this level are almost taboo in the world. He is sure that there is no fairy cave in the world that has this kind of spatial level magic weapon.

'No, how can I not lose this kind of face in the heavens! '

But Jigong gave the Lord a big smile.

He could clearly feel that the space power contained in this necklace was very weak.

Wanting to break open space in his world is undoubtedly a dream.

"The magic weapon in Xiongtai's hands is indeed extremely rare and extremely terrifying!"

The old beggar stretched out his hand and stuffed a sweet date into his mouth.

Mmm... so sweet!
"Please wait a moment, everyone! The old beggar will come back as soon as he goes!"

Say it, and the old beggar disappeared into the box.

"Haha, this old guy is still not convinced after losing"

Ximu: "..."

The child-shaped sky demon Ximu looked blankly at the handsome Lord.

What the hell made our fire demon look like this?

Still old?The old beggar just now was only about five hundred years old.

I, Ximu, are over 2000 years old, let alone you, Holy Master.

From fart tender!

Thinking of this, Ximu shook his head slightly.

"Huh?" The Lord stopped smiling and looked at Ximu who was about the same age as Xiaoyu.

I always feel that this kid is thinking of something bad.

And the old beggar also keeps his word for a while!

No, the old beggar reappeared at the same place before the holy master had finished drinking a cup of tea.

But at this moment, the old beggar was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Haha, everyone, the old beggar is back!"

The old beggar sat down on the soft chair and said.

"Huh? The speed is quite fast." Ximu was somewhat surprised.

"Hey, where is it, the old beggar has been flying for a long time, and kept the little boy waiting for a long time?"

The old beggar thought that the kid couldn't wait any longer, so he smiled and said.

"Hey" Ximu took a mouthful of sweet money, and looked at the old beggar with his hands on his cheeks.

"My lord, I'm two thousand years old." While speaking, behind Ximu appeared a demon phantom several meters tall, with sharp ears and fangs, and huge bat wings on his back. His blood-red pupils stared closely at the old beggar. .

The old beggar felt the slight pressure, and the hairs all over his body stood up unconsciously.

He quickly stood up and picked up the teacup on the table.

"The old beggar has too much eyesight to recognize Mount Tai. I'm going to replace wine with tea!"

Then he raised his head slightly and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Although the old beggar didn't believe it, the coercion on his body and his uncontrollable trembling all proved that the child in front of him might have a higher level of cultivation than him.

So he prefers to believe that this child is actually more than 2000 years old, and he doesn't want to believe that a child who looks like a teenager is stronger than him.

The Holy Master at the side knocked on the table.

"Old man, what did you go to get? Open your eyes to someone in Sheng?"

The old beggar's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"The old beggar traveled thousands of miles, borrowing a friend's magic weapon and a pot of fine wine"

"Oh? Is there any wine? Give the poor monk a taste!"

After saying that, Jigong grabbed the wine bottle in the old beggar's hand with his greasy right hand.

Seeing this, the old beggar quickly hid the jug behind him.

But the monk's hand was like a magnet, and the kung fu wine pot appeared in Jigong's hand in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, the poor monk will try it for everyone first." After finishing speaking, Jigong lifted the wine cover.

The strong aroma of wine spread throughout the entire box in just an instant.

"Huh?! Good wine, good wine!" Smelling the aroma of the wine, Ji Gong nodded in satisfaction, then slightly raised his head, and a light green liquid in the bottle fell into Ji Gong's mouth.

One mouthful is just one mouthful, not more than one or two.

The strong aroma of wine was held in Jigong's mouth, and then he slightly narrowed his eyes.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Jigong hummed in a nasal voice, frowning slightly.

'What kind of wine is this? The Dragon Subduing Arhat Buddha Fruit Golden Body, which has not moved for a long time, has moved? '

'Although... just moved a bit'

Then Jigong pouted his mouth, praised a few words, and then continued to gnaw on the dog's leg.

And the old beggar at the side wiped the oil on his face that was scratched by Ji Gong with his sleeve, um...it got even dirtier after wiping.

'What kind of monsters are here?I didn't even react when this monk grabbed the wine, but Long Yanxiang was taken away from my hand? '

'Is there such a big difference in strength? '

(End of this chapter)