Qin Ran didn't bother, he waved his left hand and made a magic spell. He saw a flash of green light, and the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword flew out immediately and turned into a long green rope, tying up the Yellow Eyebrow King.
The Yellow Eyebrow King exerted all his strength, but was unable to break free. His face changed drastically and he kept begging for mercy. He never felt fear from the bottom of his heart, especially the way Sun Wukong looked at him, as if he was like meat on the chopping board.
His hair stood on end and he shuddered,
Sun Wukong chuckled, pinched the monster's meat in a serious manner, and exclaimed: "Not bad, not bad, this meat is much more solid, it must taste very chewy,"
"What the Great Sage said is true. The meat of those little monsters has no taste at all. The meat of this big monster is the delicacy in the world." Qin Ran nodded in agreement, and a suction force suddenly erupted in the palm of his hand, pulling the yellow eyebrows away.
The king held the golden cymbal in his hand.
The yellow-browed king turned pale for a moment. He was so frightened that he almost wet his pants. He didn't even care about the magic weapon being taken away. He repeatedly begged for mercy: "Grandpas, please don't eat me. My food is not delicious!"
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Of course he wouldn't think that these two guys were just talking. Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice had a precedent. The little monsters under him were either stewed or boiled by these guys.
It's a pity that Sun Wukong and Qin Ran didn't listen to his noise at all, so they raised clouds and carried him back.
When Tang Sanzang saw the yellow-browed king being brought back, his eyes immediately burst out with hatred. His skin drum was still hurting because of this guy.
"Bah! You damn monster, why don't you take a pee and take a picture of yourself? A guy like you is qualified to go to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?" Tang Sanzang spat out fragrance, pointed at the nose of the Yellow-browed King, and cursed.
Not satisfied with his anger, he kicked the opponent's body hard twice, but unfortunately he was in terrible pain, and the opponent's skin was rough and fleshy, so nothing was wrong at all.
The Yellow Eyebrow King was completely confused by Tang Sanzang's fierce reaction for a while, and he felt even more angry in his heart. Is this an eminent monk? He not only eats meat and drinks, but also speaks curse words so smoothly, if it weren't for now
If the conditions didn't allow it, he would definitely slap the guy to death.
Sun Wukong and Sha Seng were not surprised by Tang Sanzang's reaction.
Tang Sanzang covered his feet and screamed in pain, then cursed and ordered: "Wukong, Wujing, stew this thing, I will have a big feast today!"
"Holy Monk, I don't know where I have offended you?" King Huangmei suddenly became nervous and asked anxiously,
"Huh! Are you showing off your tattered cloth bag? The poor monk fell down in vain, and his body is still hurting." When Tang Sanzang said this, he became very angry and decisively ordered the wild wolf
Jing and White Tiger Jing boiled water for cooking. After struggling for so long and suffering such a serious injury, he had to make up for it today.
The two monsters set up the iron pot and barbecue grill, and while lighting the fire, they stared at the Yellow Eyebrow King with bright eyes, showing their white teeth. This monster was stronger than them, and it was definitely a great tonic.
After that, their cultivation level will definitely be improved to another level.
Sun Wukong and Sha Seng came forward menacingly with a machete each, staring at the Yellow Eyebrow King and looking back and forth, "Junior Brother Sha, what do you think is the best way to make this monster taste best?" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up and he asked coldly.
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"I think barbecue is the most fragrant. With Mr. Qin's secret condiments, it is simply delicious. Just thinking about it makes people drool." Sha Seng, who looked quite honest, expressed his opinion with experience,
Sun Wukong objected, "I don't think it's right. This guy is a big monster. The meat is too solid. It's hard to cook it thoroughly when roasted. It would be more delicious if it was made into big bone soup."
"Amitabha, what Wukong said is right. Let's stew soup. Barbecue is too chewy to eat." Tang Sanzang greatly agreed. If Bizhang BBQed meat, he would only be greedy. If he stewed it, he would still be greedy.
Have a chance to drink some soup.
The Yellow-browed King, who was originally trembling with fear, collapsed completely at this moment, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and crawled forward. He hugged Sha Seng's smelly feet and refused to let go, crying with snot and tears, "Holy
Monk, dear immortal grandfathers, please have mercy on me, I don’t dare to do that anymore.”
Looking at this posture, these guys are not trying to scare him at all! I'm afraid they will become meat on the chopping board soon.
If I had known this, I would not have participated in the disaster of Journey to the West even if I killed him. Wouldn't it be better to just be a janitor boy?
Are those seven old bald donkeys blind? They are already at this point, yet they still don’t take action?
Do you have to watch yourself become the meat in other people's mouths before you are willing to do it?
The Yellow-Eyebrow King cried so hard that his crystal tears wet the uppers of Sha Seng's shoes, which made Sha Seng a little touched. It was the first time he saw a monster with such a strong desire to survive.
Tang Sanzang saw a big monster crying and begging for mercy at his feet. He couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and sighed: "Amitabha, to be honest, this poor monk has seen all kinds of monsters in his journey, but most of them want to eat him."
"You are a flesh-and-blood person who dreams of immortality. This is the first time I have seen such a thoughtful and motivated monster like you. You actually want to take the place of the poor monk Xitian to collect scriptures and pay homage to the Buddha. It is really rare!"
King Huangmei choked up and said, "Holy Monk, those are just young people who got carried away and talked nonsense. Holy Monk, don't take it seriously."
Tang Sanzang showed a look of compassion on his face, shook his head, and said coldly: "No, the poor monk is serious and willing to fulfill your wish, so I have decided to send you to the West now."
King Huang Mei was so choked that he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood. He had been working hard for a long time, but this shabby monk didn't listen at all. He was determined to stew him. He was also considered a Buddhist monk and a monk.
Where is your compassion? Was it eaten by a dog?
Qin Ran was watching the show leisurely from the side. In fact, he didn't really mean to kill the yellow-browed king when he captured him, but had other deeper meanings. With his methods, if he wanted to take action, the yellow-browed king would be killed.
I don't know, the boy has died hundreds of times.
The reason why he did this was for the seven Buddhas of the past.
The death of the Yellow Eyebrow King will mean that this disaster for Buddhism will be completely ruined. Those big Buddhists will definitely not sit back and watch this happen. Even if it is to explain to Maitreya Buddha and Tathagata, they will not do it casually.
Standing back and watching.
As long as any of the past seven Buddhas can come out of the Small Leiyin Temple, he can take action. Without the cover of the Seven Jue Light Trapping Formation, it will be extremely easy to knock out the sap.
Thinking of his tragic experience, the Yellow Eyebrow King couldn't help but feel sad, and his cries became even louder.
Sun Wukong was upset after hearing this, and punched the Yellow Eyebrow King to shut him up.