Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

Mu Zha responded with a salute, then performed an evasion technique, and went straight into the back cave, seeing Bajie and Drifting soaked in the water tank, and a little demon was carrying firewood back and forth to the bottom of the tank, obviously about to set fire to it.

"Xingzhe, Xingzhe, come and save my old pig!"

Bajie has sharp eyes, seeing Mu Zha all of a sudden, he shouted excitedly.

The little demons turned their heads to look.

Mu Zha secretly scolded a dead pig, it really won't do anything, don't say anything when you see me, but at this moment, he couldn't allow him to hesitate, he waved the iron stick, and more than ten little demons in the vicinity were all knocked out.

He is an authentic monk and does not kill.

"Walker, good man!"

Bajie shouted happily.

Mu Zha shook his head secretly, released Ba Jie and Drifting's mana restraint, and lifted them out of the water tank.

Unexpectedly, the two of them, one picked up the nine-tooth nail palladium, and the other wielded the crescent shovel, with a tacit understanding, they shot at the same time, killing the fainted little demon completely.

Mu Zha couldn't help but frown slightly, his face showed loathing, but he also knew that killing monsters on the way to learn Buddhist scriptures would be included in the Buddhist assessment, and the two of them took credit for their merits. Although they looked ugly, they didn't have much to say, just said: "The goblin has two treasures, one is the purple gold gourd, and the other is the jade bottle. You have to call the person's name and agree to be able to suck them in. As long as you keep your mouth shut, it's nothing. Wukong just entrusted him with it." You two must not repeat the same mistakes."

Drifting thought of Chen E's reminder, although he was puzzled, he still said in harmony: "What the senior brother mentioned is that the poor monk will pay attention to it."

Bajie covered his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "My old pig covered his mouth, so he couldn't speak."

"Um"

Mu Zha’s impression of Drifting Monk is good. In Liusha River, Drifting Monk was enlightened by him, and cause and effect were formed naturally. The monk's attitude was also respectful, and he couldn't help nodding his head and said: "The goblin also has a plantain fan, the turbid wind from the fan can make people dizzy, so the three of us will do it as soon as we go out, and subdue the goblin with lightning speed. Kill him!"

"Brother, don't worry!"

Drifting nodded hurriedly.

The three of them picked up their weapons and rushed forward to the cave.

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The King of Golden Horn was drunk, and when Mu Zha, Ba Jie, and Drifting attacked suddenly, within two rounds, he was knocked down by Mu Zha with a stick. Taking the opportunity to restrain him, he captured King Golden Horn alive.

"Be safe, I won't kill you!"

Drifting gave some instructions, and he was about to remove the stopper of the purple gold gourd.

"Wait a minute!"

Bajie hurriedly stopped him, kicked King Jinjiao, yelled that his grandson is dead, count yourself lucky, and then took the nail palladium to kill the little demon.

Drifting thought about it, that's right, Wukong's copper skin and iron bones are not so easy to be melted, let Wukong out, three people will fight for merit, and two people will share the credit, so he is not in a hurry to release Wukong, and also picks up Wukong. Crescent shovel, big kill.

Mu Zha sighed.

This Bajie, Drifting Monk

In a short while, hundreds of little demons in the cave were killed cleanly, Bajie Drifting came back happily, the weapon was still stained with blood, and then pushed the plug away.

A ray of yellow light flew out, it was Wukong, his whole body was covered with a gelatinous liquid, his hair was half bald, and his breath was weak. Even though he was made of copper skin and iron bones, he had been transformed into a purple gold gourd for more than two months. Big injury.

"Fairy, die!"

As soon as Wukong sprang out, he saw the Golden Horn King lying on the ground, and immediately new and old hatred poured out, he took out the stick from his ear, and swung it down violently!

"Wukong, stop!"

Mu Zha was taken aback and shouted sharply.

But it was too late, the blow was extremely sharp, King Golden Horn was restrained, unable to move at all, there was a bang, and his head was smashed to pieces on the spot!

"Didn't you and I tell you to stop?"

Mu Zha was furious, his face was livid, and he hated Wu Kong for the first time!

The Bodhisattva urged thousands of times to save King Jinjiao's life, but it was good, so he killed him again.

Avalokitesvara and Shu outside the cave were also gloomy, both were killed, how to explain to Laojun?You Qi took a look at Guanyin, after all, Xiaoe's three disciples were all selected by Guanyin.

see?

That's it?

"If you kill it, you will kill it. Why can't the goblin kill it?"

Wukong still has a plausible argument. In his opinion, if Drifting kills one, he also kills one, even!

Avalokitesvara couldn't bear it any longer, clasped his palms together, and recited the mantra!

"Ouch, master, master, don't say it, don't say it!"

Wukong rolled on the spot in pain.

Avalokitesvara recited the mantra while stepping into the cave with Shu.

"Meet the Bodhisattva!"

Mu Zha, Ba Jie and Sand Monk saluted quickly.

Guanyin nodded slightly and continued to chant sutras.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, don't chant, don't chant!"

Wukong held his head and wailed.

Avalokitesvara recited for a while, and then said: "Puhou, why are you so murderous, do you know your mistake?"

"Disciple, disciple knows his mistake!"

Wukong repeatedly begged for mercy.

Avalokitesvara said in a deep voice: "These two demon kings are Laojun's Burning Fire Boy who secretly descended to become demons. Wujing killed one, and you killed another. How can the poor monk talk to Laojun? I will punish you to go to Tushita Palace and ask Laojun for a Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill.”

Wukong suddenly showed a look of embarrassment, and said with a hey smile: "Bodhisattva, my grandson just killed Laojun's fire-burning boy. Laojun doesn't want to see me. I'm afraid I'll miss Bodhisattva's business. Please be wise."

Avalokitesvara stared at Wukong with icy eyes, but Wukong didn't dare to look at each other, lowered his head, and asked embarrassingly, "Bodhisattva, is my master?"

"Ah"

Guanyin laughed angrily, and said contemptuously: "You still have a master in your heart? Your master doesn't bother you. His parents have escorted him all the way to the Wuji country. He also saw through the disguised king. The rope was tied up, and the crown prince was elected to the throne, it seems that you no longer need your escort on this journey of learning the scriptures."

Wukong forced a smile and said: "Where did the Bodhisattva say, my grandson was careless this time, so I won't dare next time!"