Journey to the West: I made the gods into thugs

"This....."

Seeing this, the corners of Yuan Lang's mouth twitched, and the next moment he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

puff~

Hahahaha.

shit.

These eight precepts.

is a werewolf.

Yuan Lang looked at the thrilling picture, but didn't watch it carefully, after all, the style of painting was a bit too out of harmony.

Now, Yuan Lang finally knew what Bajie meant by the African magic pill being easy to use.

This is the fighting power of a donkey, isn't it?

Perhaps this kind of thing is a strange thing to others, but it is a treasure to werewolves like Bajie.

"Ugh..."

"Forget it, since the matter has come to this point, I will help you, otherwise these Bodhisattvas will recover their mana by then and they will not be able to tear Bajie into pieces?"

After thinking about it, Yuan Lang showed a weird smile, "Bajie and the others pretended to be foolish with their understanding, and used their tricks. They played monsters, and Bajie went to collect monsters. There seems to be nothing wrong with it?"

This time, Yuan Lang couldn't help giving Sun Wukong and others a thumbs up.

No wonder, no wonder even the little Nezha said to arrest a few people and beat them to death.

However, if the gods and Buddhas knew about this matter, it would cause an uproar. After all, he was a bodhisattva who looked down on all living beings from above?

Who dares to hit the Bodhisattva's idea when his brain is broken?

Only werewolves like Zhu Bajie are daring, daring to do things that ordinary people don't want to do and dare not do.

Yuan Lang didn't know that Zhu Bajie did this to vent his anger.

Anyway, he has already been cast as a pig fetus, and as a third-generation disciple of the Renjiao, no one cares about him, he is not welcomed, and he has become a tool man.

Once he joined the chat group, with the blessing of Yuan Lang, the 'big boss', he completely freed himself from fear.

Finally, under the continuous yelling of Tang Seng in the screen, Zhu Bajie came together with Drifting Monk dripping with sweat.

"Wu Neng, why have you been away for so long?"

Tang Seng looked at Zhu Bajie's sweaty head, like a mortal after a day's work, and couldn't help asking.

"Hey, master, it's not that you said that you want my old pig to bury them. My old pig can't dig a hole on the left, and I can't dig a hole on the right. The hole is full of stones, and I can't start. My old pig has to follow Brother Sha. Find a treasure land and bury them..."

Listening to Zhu Bajie's words, Tang Seng showed a gratified smile and nodded, "That's right, here are barren mountains and wild mountains with strange rocks, and there are indeed few good places. Bajie, you have worked hard, let's go quickly."

After all, the three masters and apprentices took advantage of the night to move forward, planning to find a better place to settle down.

Zhu Bajie: "@浪大仙, group master, what should I do with those Bodhisattvas? My old pig has already knocked them out. I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up for a while."

The so-called what happened before the event, what happened after the event, at this time, Ba Jie felt that he had to seek help from the group leader.

Going on like this, it doesn't seem to be a problem.

But Zhu Bajie wasn't worried at all, with such a brazen boss behind him, what's wrong with having a few bodhisattvas?

My old pig has long wanted to be a Bodhisattva, but I used to be ruthless.

Zhen Yuanzi: "@浪大仙, my lord, it's better for Pindao to use the earth membrane and lock them up. Pindao guarantees that even if the Tathagata Buddha comes for a while, he won't be able to find them."

Nezha: "@浪大仙, the group leader is great, those bodhisattvas usually have high eyesight but low abilities. If Bajie messes with them, they will definitely hold a grudge against Bajie. I think they should be hidden, and they can still cheat those bald donkeys. "

Yang Jian: "My lord, Nezha's plan is feasible, hide them, or I will personally go out and lock them in my Guanjiangkou dungeon for ten or eight years?"

Sun Wukong: "No, no, my old grandson thinks it would be better for Zhen Yuanzi to lock you up. Sanyanzi, you are a member of the Heavenly Court. If you shut down the Buddhist gate and Bodhisattvas are found, you will be in trouble..."

Sha Wujing: "I think it's better for Immortal Zhenyuanzi to lock them up. With the earth's fetal membranes as the treasure to cover them up, there will be no mistakes."

Zhu Bajie: "How about my old pig go back and tie them up and throw them into the sea?"

Sun Wukong: "Idiot, you are so stupid, you were thrown into the sea and they were rescued if they were found by any aquarium..."

"..."

"..."

Looking at the bad ideas in the group, Yuan Lang shook his head and sent a message.

[Group leader] Lang Daxian: "@镇元子, I have already used a secret method to cover up all the secrets of these people, and disturbed the time of Baihuling. You should leave immediately and go there in person. Use the universe in your sleeve to cover up all the secrets of these people. They brought them to the Wuji Kingdom, threw them into the Fenglai Tower of the Wuji Kingdom, and let them become chickens!"

As soon as this remark came out, the group members all stared wide-eyed.

Nezha: "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! The group leader, Niu Pi, actually asked three Bodhisattvas to be chickens."

Yang Jian: "Fuck +1!"

Sha Wujing: "Fuck +2!"

Sun Wukong: "My old grandson won't accept the wall in the future, so I will obey the leader of the group."

Zhen Yuanzi: "The leader of the group is wise, and the poor will do it now."

"..."

"..."

Seeing the shocked voices in the group, Yuan Lang ignored them, but pointed at the void, a golden light disappeared in an instant, and stepped into Baihu Ridge.

wow~

Here, the three bodhisattvas still do not know whether they are alive or dead, and their bodies are twitching.

A ray of golden light sank into their eyebrows.

With Yuan Lang's current state, the supernatural powers displayed by the reverse method of pretentiousness can be turned into spells and penetrated into their bodies, shielding all secrets.

This pretentious Dafa is being used positively, and even a saint can't detect the specific realm.

Using it in the opposite direction is also deceiving the sky and crossing the sea, and the sage can't calculate it.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Lang's will descended on Baihuling.

Under the action of a law of time, picture fragments appeared in the void here.

Back in time.

This kind of supernatural power that has horrified countless quasi-sages, Yuan Lang can use it at will.

stab~

It's like a pair of scissors cutting through these pictures.

In the previous scene, only the scene where Monkey King killed three people, Zhu Bajie dragged several people down to feed the dogs according to Monkey King's order, and then Zhu Bajie returned to Tang Seng's side.

It seems that nothing happened, very normal.

There was also a beam of golden light that pierced the sky and fell into the forehead of Tang Seng who was resting in the distance. In Tang Seng's mind, all the pictures about Bajie entering the grove disappeared, except for the picture of them rushing after Monkey King left. .

Yuan Lang's terrifying divine sense came and went quickly, and it was only a blink of an eye to finish these things.

The next moment, Zhen Yuanzi appeared here as a gust of wind.

"My lord, is that you?"

Zhen Yuanzi's pupils shrank, and he could feel a terrifying dao rhyme coming from here just now.

That rhyme made even Zhen Yuanzi feel terrified.

"Your breath, this seat will also help you cover it, act quickly, and make no mistakes."

In the void, Yuan Lang's dusty sound swayed beside Zhen Yuanzi's ears, and another golden light came from the sky, piercing the center of Zhen Yuanzi's eyebrows.

"Yes, my lord."

Zhen Yuanzi bowed in emptiness, terrified in his heart.

He swears that this is the weirdest supernatural power he has ever seen.

If it wasn't for him still breathing, he would have suspected that he was dead.

Because at this time, Zhen Yuanzi himself has no way of comprehending his own mana, soul, karma, past and future.

But all of these are real, and you can still display supernatural powers with a thought.

Even my true self can hide it from the past, what if others pay attention to this place?

I'm afraid I can't even see a fart.

Even his memories of the previous second still felt like he was in Wuzhuang Temple.

Even if there are outsiders coming here now, and the spiritual thoughts are covering the place, they will not be able to find Zhen Yuanzi, only a Taoist figure sitting in Wuzhuang Temple.

Universe in the sleeve.

Zhen Yuanzi was horrified, but he did not forget to complete the task of the leader of the group. With a flick of his sleeve, a force of space acted on the three Bodhisattvas who did not know whether to live or die, and turned into a stream of light and left.

From the beginning to the end, Baihu Ridge still looks like the scene in the picture transformed by Yuan Lang to the outside world, nothing happened.

As a veteran top quasi-sage, Zhen Yuanzi arrived in Wuji Kingdom in less than a moment.

Seeing the restaurant in the Wuji Kingdom City full of lanterns, there are men coming in and out of the door from time to time, and there are many Yingying, Yanyan, thin and fat figures.

Watching this scene, Zhen Yuanzi covered his mouth and smiled.

The Wuji Country is a good place, and being a chicken here is a good destination for you.

My lord is amazing, this place is really a good place.

Chapter 35 The Worst Bodhisattva in History

Wuji Country is a country in the Western Regions on Xixing Road.

Although it is located in the Western Regions, the customs and customs here are somewhat similar to those in the Eastern Region.

For example, Fenglai Tower is a place where literati, poets, businessmen and gentry are willing to come and have fun.

In ancient times, apart from the strange supernatural powers of immortals and qi refiners, how could ordinary mortals have so many entertainment items?

So this Fenglai Building is the biggest entertainment place at night.

Everything you could want is here.

Talented scholars, beauties, wine, food, singing and dancing, instrumental music, everything.

Today, the old bustard of Fenglai Building is twisting her water snake waist to warmly entertain the guests. Although the old bustard is a middle-aged woman, she is only in her early thirties this year. Because of her hard work, she climbed from the bottom to the top step by step and became a The bustard of Fenglailou.

"The current business is good. The girls seem to be a bit stretched these days. We need to find some newcomers..."

The old bustard was waving a painting fan, twisting her waist like a water snake, trying to go to the backyard to go to the toilet.

After a few hours of busy work, she was exhausted.

Suddenly, just after passing through the corridor, the old bustard moved his ears and heard the sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground in the backyard.

"Hey, what's going on?"

The boss blinked his eyes, twisted the waist of the water snake, quickened his small steps, and walked towards the backyard.

Honghuang is the supreme world, even the most ordinary mortals are capable of carrying a thousand catties. The five senses of ordinary people are even more powerful. Be clear.

Walking and walking, through many courtyards, I finally came to a remote place where there are only a few willow trees piled up with sundries.

"Sigh~"

Seeing this, even though the old bustard was well-informed and read the mountains, she subconsciously took a few steps back and covered her face with a painting fan.

In the line of sight, a woman from the age of Jasper, a young woman from the age of Huaxin, and a middle-aged woman who was a little older than her were twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, lying on the cold ground in disarray.

"Huh~"

After the old bustard took a closer look, she immediately wrinkled her nose and said with a look that she couldn't bear to look directly at, "I'm going to go, is this being ruined by a donkey?"

The madam swears that even though she has been in the industry for more than ten years and has seen all kinds of things, she has never seen such a miserable person in front of her.

"Good guy, I just hoped that there wouldn't be enough people recently, but I didn't expect God to send a few beauties over here, and if you enter my Fenglai Building, you don't even think about leaving."

"It's better to be with our guests from Wuji Kingdom than to be spoiled by a donkey..."

The old bustard shook her painting fan and said with a loud voice, "Chunlan Meiju, come here!"