When the Master of Bliss is reincarnated as a Tang Monk

Although he was ambitious and said that he was going to do him a favor, but in reality, Jin Jiao Yin Jiao was not that kind of brave and foolhardy person.

On the contrary, the two of them are really rare monsters who are bold, cautious, cunning and cautious, and they quickly worked out a detailed plan.

So King Silver Horn ordered some of their treasures, picked out purple gold gourds and plantain fans, and went to meet Monkey King for a while; King Golden Horn brought a white jade bottle of suet, and wanted to take advantage of Monkey King being dragged by King Silver Horn. During the stay, Tang Seng must be successfully captured and brought back to the cave.

The division of labor is also very clear.

Let’s not mention how the Silver Horn King will deal with Sun Wukong over there, and the Golden Horn King here also somewhat knows that if he goes there in this monster’s appearance, there will be more troubles, so he changed his body and turned into a blue-robed old man , with a bell around her waist, came on the mountain road.

The bell is so crisp that the sound is heard before anyone arrives.Zhu Bajie moved his ears, looked over there a few times, and then went to call Tong Mo: "Master! Master! There's a Taoist priest coming down the mountain over there!"

"Um……"

At this time, the Taoist priest transformed into King Jinjiao had also come to them, smiled and saluted a Taoist, and said "Infinite Heavenly Venerable": "Where did you come from? Why are you here?"

Because Sun Wukong left in a hurry to catch some edible monsters for Tong Mo and came back, he didn't care about helping Tong Mo take care of it—more precisely, he just used his power to grow it. With long hair, Tong Mo really doesn't look like a monk right now.

Riding on horseback, he cast his gaze at the Taoist priest who was incarnated by the Golden Horn King, but the latter shivered.

Those eyes were so cold that even monsters would be terrified by them, like a piece of ice thin enough and sharp enough, just a light sip on the skin would leave a long line of blood.

But the King of Golden Horn quickly realized, and he secretly despised himself in his heart, why is he so timid today, but was scared out of his wits by a mere human for no reason?

The most difficult Sun Xingzhe is not here yet!

Thinking of this, he regained his confidence, and only ignored Tong Mo's overly indifferent and terrifying eyes, or maybe his subconscious wanted to forget it and not record it in his memory.

"The old man is polite." The King of Golden Horn sang, "I don't know how many of you can do the old man a favor?"

Tong Mo looked away sullenly, and didn't respond to his words.

It turns out that although the two demons with golden horns and silver horns are monsters, they have always cultivated by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon. They are following the most orthodox Taoist practice, just like Monkey King.

Therefore, although Tong Mo saw that this is not a human being, but a monster, it is not wrong, but...

A monster that has not eaten people is of no value to Tong Mo.

He closed his eyes resentfully.

If you can't eat it, what's the point of looking at it?

Tong Mo suddenly felt that he somewhat understood what the system said when it opened the Dimensional Store... Indeed, not all monsters can be eaten.

This is really sad.

However, if Tong Mo didn't take care of her, naturally some people would.Zhu Bajie leaned over and glanced at the old Taoist incarnation of King Golden Horn: "Hey, old Taoist, why are you here?"

The King of Golden Horn concealed the shock in his heart caused by Tong Mo's eyes just for a moment, and pulled up his trouser legs, revealing his leg, and the huge, transverse wound on his leg. It's bloodstains: "My leg was injured, and I can't move. I can only move one step at a time. Fortunately, I finally waited for you to come. Buddhism and Taoism belong to the same family. Please help me."

Zhu Bajie then turned to look at Tong Mo: "Master?"

Tong Mo responded by driving the white dragon horse past indifferently.

"gone."

A monster that can't eat, doesn't even have any interest in flirting with the other party.

"oh oh……"

Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment, but he still dragged Monk Sha, who took a step and turned his head three times, followed Tong Mo's pace and left, leaving the golden horned king alone behind.

The Golden Horn King Wanwan did not expect that Tong Mo would play cards so out of routine.He saw that the master and apprentice were drifting away, and he didn't care about anything else—it was unknown how long Silver Horn could hold Monkey King, if he really waited for the monkey to come back, things would definitely become more troublesome.

So King Jinjiao took out the white jade bottle and shouted: "Zhu Bajie! Monk Sha!"

Zhu Bajie and Drifting didn't know how powerful this white jade bottle was, so they all responded when they heard his call.

This response was terrible, I saw a terrible suction force coming out of the bottle mouth, sucking Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha into it.

The Golden Horn King buckled the cork of the bottle, stood up and wiped his face. He was no longer the Taoist priest he had disguised before, but the original monster.

He walked towards Tong Mo with a smirk, but found that the latter didn't have any panic expression on his face, instead he let out a long sigh.

"What's matter?"

The golden fan slid out from the cuff, and was held by the young man in his hand, and he twirled it in a circle.Tong Mo sat on the horse, looking down at King Jinjiao.

He was against the light, so the features on his face could not be seen very clearly, only those eyes made the King of Golden Horn feel shuddering, and there was a chill from bottom to top, all the way to Tianling Gai.

How could the reincarnation of Western Buddhists look like this?

The King of Golden Horn was muttering in his heart, but after all, he didn't think Tong Mo could do anything to him, so he forcibly ignored these mistakes and the subconscious alarms, and turned into a gust of evil wind to sweep Tong Mo back to the Lotus Cave. among.

The next second, he saw Tong Mo laughing.

"Fortunately, I didn't ask Wukong to shave my hair before, otherwise, wouldn't I have to do it again later?" King Golden Horn heard the other party complain without feeling nervous, "This is too troublesome."

When his hand was about to touch Tong Mo, it was blocked.

What stopped him from moving was the thick ice wall, which had a beautiful light in the sunlight.The Golden Horn King twisted his waist and jumped a few feet away. Looking at the ice wall that suddenly appeared beside Tong Mo, he frowned.

"Where is the sacredness here?!"

But no matter how hard the King of Golden Horn racked his brains, he couldn't figure out who among the gods and Buddhas was good at handling ice.

And Sun Wukong is entangled by Silver Horn, and Monk Zhu Bajie Sha is in the jade bottle around his waist, who can protect Tang Sanzang? !

"Shh."

Tong Mo still rode steadily on the horse, raised a finger, and put it on his lips to make a gesture.It means to keep him quiet.

Due to the limitations of the current body of the white dragon horse, there is no way to see that the master riding on him waved the opposite fan in his hand twice, there are those with ice lotus flowers, those with thorns, and those that are also made of ice. The vines made of ice spread out violently around him, as if they had cast a net of heaven and earth.

This net seemed to have vitality, and it rushed towards King Golden Horn quickly, and surrounded him in the middle.

Tong Mo laughed loudly, and twirling the hand holding the fan, the net was tightened immediately, binding the Golden Horn King tightly, and all the icy barbs on it were stuck into the golden horn. Inside the body of King Horn.

There was blood flowing out along those barbs, but the color was very unusual - even if it was a monster, the blood should be red in the first place, but now the liquid oozing from the wound is almost black Purple, one can tell it contains poison.

"You, it's you!"

There was no one else here except Tong Mo, so King Golden Horn locked on the target in an instant.

But it was precisely because of being able to lock it that King Golden Horn found it even more unbelievable.

Because that's just - a human being? !

Tong Mo closed his fan page by page, noncommittal to the accusation of King Golden Horn: "Ah, what are you talking about?"

He smiled and said, "I'm just a monk who is going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures."

Tong Mo got off his horse, walked up to King Golden Horn, squatted down, stretched out his hand towards him, and spread out his palm.

"Now then, give me back my apprentice."

"You are like this, why do you still want to go to the West to learn scriptures?!" The King of Golden Horn coughed a few times, spewing out a mouthful of black blood, "You obviously possess such power."

"Because someone really wants to see me ascend to that blissful Buddha kingdom?"

Tong Mo replied casually, but he couldn't help thinking of the Buddha Kingdom that he had glimpsed once, the golden lotus flower, and the huge and mighty Buddha in his mind.

"Okay, these are not important." Tong Mo patted his face, "Let's continue the previous topic."

****

The Silver Horn King obviously cannot be an obstacle to Sun Wukong, whether it is Zijin Gourd or his own demon.

When Sun Wukong rushed back, he saw the Golden Horn King who had been hung on a tree, and Zhu Bajie was furiously whipping his opponent's ass with a nine-toothed rake.

Under the tree is a lying white horse, a shame-faced Drifting Monk, and Tong Mo with his usual contemptuous and carefree smile.

"You're back, Wukong?" Seeing him falling from the sky, Tong Mo waved at Monkey King, "Come and help me."

Holding a handful of his hair, he sighed, "The hair has grown back."

Monkey King stood at the same spot, watching this scene for a long time, and finally stepped forward under Tong Mo's impatient urging.

"understood."

He also kicked the tree hanging from the Golden Horn King, seeing that the demon king who was supposed to be majestic had a dead face, his breath was far more than his intake, and his brows were raised, but he didn't ask any more questions.Only a cold light flashed between his fingers, and he had already grasped the blade.

"Then... please, Master."

Sun Wukong looked at Tong Mo who was obediently sitting next to him, and laughed, that smile was presumptuous, flamboyant, carefree, and had a certain kind of resolute cruelty.

So funny!

He was really looking forward to the moment when this "Tang Monk" stood in front of Tathagata!

This is learning from the Western Paradise...

It was much more interesting than he had expected.