"Where's the inspiration?"

Guanyin asked in a deep voice.

The old turtle swallowed his saliva, and it was not difficult to see that Guanyin was very angry.

The consequences must be serious.

Lao Turtle is an old man. As long as he doesn't get burned, he can pass all the responsibilities away.

"The Enlightenment Bodhisattva."

"The King of Inspiration has returned to Putuo Mountain and has been away for three years."

He answered truthfully.

"Tang Seng insists on competing with the King of Inspiration."

"We have already given in. Even the King of Inspiration is planning to pretend to admit defeat."

"But Monk Tang insists on practicing in seclusion, so we are helpless!"

Anyway, all the mistakes are the fault of Tang Seng and the King of Inspiration, and they have nothing to do with him.

Guanyin didn't care about him at all. To her, the old turtle was just a dispensable pawn.

The main problem still lies with the Inspiration King and Tang Monk.

"Been there for three years."

"Putuo Mountain lasts three days."

"At this time, he should be back. Why is there still no news from him?"

Guanyin was puzzled.

Then he counted with his fingers, and his expression suddenly changed.

"he died?"

Guanyin said in disbelief.

"Who killed him?"

The old turtle couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

"Nezha!"

Guanyin gritted her silver teeth and said with an angry look on her face.

"It must be him!"

"It's that monkey doing it again!"

Her facial features were distorted with anger, as terrifying as a Rakshasa.

Upon seeing this, Lao Turtle and the other little demons fled immediately for fear of being harmed.

"What are you afraid of!"

Guanyin shouted angrily:

"Now that the King of Inspiration is dead, Tongtianhe's difficulty is gone."

"Go and inform Tang Monk and order him to cross the river as soon as possible."

While she can still maintain her sanity, make adjustments quickly.

The death of the Inspiration King made her put the blame on Sun Xiaosheng.

"Monkey!"

"If I catch you, I will cut him into pieces!"

Guanyin clenched her fists and trembled all over.

If he didn't hate someone to the core, how could a powerful person like Guanyin, who was highly cultivated, show such a violent reaction.

"The poor inspiration king, he still couldn't escape life and death after all."
Chapter completed!