Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

  Chapter 55 Weeping Spirit Eagle Palace

  The second stop is Tubo.

  Jin Si went to visit Dalun Temple in Tubo.

   Just like the Central Plains in Shaolin and Dali in Tianlong Temple, Dalun Temple is the place of pilgrimage for Tubo.

   Jin Si was about to reach the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, and at the same time forced to death the Dalun Temple presided over the Sun Wheel Master.

  The third stop is Shaolin.

  Different from the previous two stations, Jin Si came to kill this time.

  The main reason is that a lot of people ran away from Shaolin in Lingjiu Palace last time.

  Stones fell from the sky.

  Just let Shaolin Temple mess up.

  There is no way, even if Shaolin Temple has already made some deployments.

   But Jin Si did not show up at all, so he attacked in full-screen remotely.

  Jin Si did not give them a chance to comeback.

  The stone rain is not only dense, but also extremely powerful.

  Not to mention the flesh and blood, even the palaces and houses will be shot through.

  The attack lasted for an hour, and the entire Shaolin was already broken.

  The once magnificent building is now only ruined.

  Deaths and injuries became second.

  Of course, not much.

  After all, after the first wave of attacks, these monks will definitely hide behind the shelter by themselves.

  So the casualties are actually not very large.

  Jin Si then swaggered into Shaolin.

  Xuanci took the Shaolin monk and appeared in front of Jin Si.

Jin Si looked at Xuanci calmly: "Monk Xuanci, you are a fake monk who is guilty of fame and compassion. You should have died a long time ago. You know that Xiao Feng is stigmatized, and you still let Xiao Feng be humiliated, as well as you and Ye Erniang. Adultery, you know that she has committed an infinite murder because of you, and you still stand by. If you are a little self-aware, you can hurry to die now, or I will kill you Shaolin again."

  In the world of Heavenly Dragons, the person Jin Si hates the most is undoubtedly Xuanci, and there is no one...wrong, in fact, there are still some.

  Xuanci's face was uncertain, her eyes flickering at Jin Si.

   "By the way, your son is in Shaolin now. If you don't plan to self-decision, then I will let him give you bibimbap."

   "Amitabha, the poor monk is guilty." Xuan Ci finally collapsed.

  He can lead a group of Shaolin disciples and Jin Sigang frontally.

  But she didn’t want her son, whom she had never met before, to die.

  "Master Ku Rong of Tenryu Temple and Master Hirin of Dalun Temple, their Buddha names correspond to their cultivation bases and virtues, you... just feel nauseous, and I have to go to death quickly. I have to do other things."

  Jin Si is very disgusted with Xuanci, while the Shaolin monks dare not speak.

   "Look at what you see, a group of fake monks, if you look at it, they will burn the gate of your temple."

  Naturally, some people are furious, but more people bow their heads and dare not look at Jin Si anymore.

   Although Xuanci was unwilling in every possible way, but in the end he decided to self-decision under the pressure of Jin Si.

  After that, Jin Si went to various schools and departed for a circle.

  The last stop, Yanziwu.

After Murong Fu escaped from Lingjiu Palace, he never returned to Yanziwu.

  He also knew that he would definitely die when he returned.

  When Jin Si landed in Yanziwu, a group of Ding maids flee in fright, shouting things like monsters.

  Jin Si grinned, his heart choked.

  His current transformation and cultivation.

   but missed the only opportunity to transform.

  Unless Jin Si can practice the art of change to the extreme in the future.

  Otherwise, Jin Si will always be this honor.

  Thinking of this, Jin Si is even more embarrassed.

  At this moment, two unexpected figures appeared in front of Jin Si.

  The package is different and the storm is evil.

   "Monster! Do you dare to come to my son's house." Baodi called out loudly, but he didn't even see him come forward.

  Land feet. Wind and thunder! Jin Si killed the bag with one move.

   "It's really refreshing both physically and mentally!"

  Jin Si felt that his pores were relaxed.

  Different packages, Xuanci and Murong Bo, the three contracted all the aversions in the world of Tianlong.

  Murong Bo is a real villain, Xuanci is a hypocrite.

  Bags are different. He hardly does anything bad, that is, his mouth is cheap, nothing more.

   But he used the most common style of behavior to prove how nasty it is to be cheap.

   Fengbo Evil is a straight man. To be honest, he and Bao are two completely opposite individuals.

  Almost no one hates storms.

  But... he must die.

  Because he is Murong Fu's retainer.

After a moment, Jin Si swaggered into the Shishui Pavilion.

  Murongfu dared not come back, and even dared not clean up their family's unique knowledge.

   Just throw it here, letting Jin Si get what they want.

  On this trip, Jin Si directly made troubles in the whole country.

  Jin Si has also established the name of the Great Demon.

   is also such a trouble with Jin Si, and the Central Plains Wulin is unprecedentedly weak.

  The top master was almost completely slaughtered by Jin Si.

  As for the client Jin Si, he returned to Lingjiu Palace as if nothing had happened.

  After Jin Si returned to the Lingjiu Palace, he closed again.

  Jin Si needs to see if he still has a chance to remedy his current state.

  There is no problem with the repair base.

  But the only thing missing is the most important part of transformation, shaping.

   is very important to Jin Si at least.

  Xiao Feng and his son left soon after.

  Azi and Azhu also left together.

  It is said that they went to the grassland.

  Although Jin Si said he would come often when he was free.

   But Jin Si feels that this difference may be forever.

  Lingjiu Palace did not expand the enrollment. Instead, some disciples were tired of the life in the palace and chose to leave, and went down the mountain to marry a son.

  It seems that everyone has acquiesced to this state.

  A few years later, only those old disciples and palace lord Ye Qiuleng remained in the palace.

  Anyway, the Lingjiu Palace is now the pension gang.

  Jin Si’s daily routine is to eat and sleep, and occasionally solve one or two minor troubles.

  Jin Si has completely given up on the fact that he cannot be shaped.

  Sometimes Jin Si is considering whether to abolish the cultivation base and start over again.

  But after thinking about it seriously, I gave up the idea.

  If the demon cultivator abolishes his cultivation base, he will directly erase his own spiritual intelligence.

   Jin Si can't guarantee that he can retain his current memory and consciousness.

   "Monkey, there are not many people left in the palace. You don't have to guard the Lingjiu Palace forever." Ye Qiuleng sat with Jin Si.

  They are as familiar as family members, there is no difference between superiors and subordinates, and no distinction between master and servant.

   "Apart from Lingjiu Palace, I don't know where to go." Jin Si said: "If you want to change and revitalize Lingjiu Palace, I can help you."

   "No need, it's good just like this."

   Today's Lingjiu Palace is lifeless, like an old man dying.

  Less the laughter of the past, and the Yingyingyanyan of the past.

  At this moment, an old disciple came over with heavy steps.

   "Palace lord, elder, someone outside the palace asks for a meeting."

   "See you? See me or the leaves?"

   "See the elders."

   "Who is it? You don't have to stop if you are an old acquaintance."

  The look of the old disciple was a bit hesitant, he hesitated for a while, looked up and said: "It's Miss Wang."

  (End of this chapter)