Bodhisattva Pilanpo looked at the direction in which they disappeared and did not pursue them. These spider spirits will continue to be used in the coming disasters to attract the hatred of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King. He has not yet conquered these monsters.
These are really four losers. As the Buddhist protector of the school, no one can be beaten like this by seven spider spirits.
"We were secretly monitoring Tang Sanzang, but we didn't expect that the sky suddenly changed and thunder fell from the sky, knocking us down. We happened to fall by the Zhuogu Spring and were captured by spider spirits. These monsters are extremely hateful."
Zhicheng Jiedi slowly told what happened with a look of sadness on his face, but when he was halfway through his words, he was interrupted.
"What about Sun Wukong and Qin Ran?"
She could roughly deduce what happened, but she had no intention of listening to the tragic experiences of these four unlucky guys being plotted against.
"The spider silk of this spider spirit is extremely difficult to tangle. They went to fetch reinforcements in the middle of the fight." Qingjing Jiedi replied in a naive voice.
The corner of Pilan Poshansa's mouth twitched. She didn't believe this statement. With the strength of Sun Wukong and Qin Ran, it was absolutely impossible to accept a few spider spirits.
There must be something weird in this. Maybe Qin Ran and Sun Wukong have different intentions. They are just acting and not trying their best.
Now there are too many variables in the journey to the west. The plan cannot keep up with the changes. Even this little goblin must be allowed to take action personally. Otherwise, Tang Sanzang will be eaten up. Pilan Po Bodhisattva suddenly feels tired.
a feeling of.
"Bodhisattva, he is finally here."
Fortunately, when you came, Guanyin Shansa didn't delay and gave you the only two resurrecting golden elixirs. Then Sun Wukong should have just been put into the pot. There is no minor damage to his body. Don't be very nervous.
recovery.
Luo Zhenhan walked down and said with a smile, "Master, how is the situation?"
The seven Jiejie were also shocked by Sun Wukong's powerful talent for seeking death. The monk really dared to say anything. Sure enough, the Buddhist monks wanted to do whatever they wanted, and because they were afraid of death, they could not commit suicide crazily.
Tang Sanzang walked around Sun Wukong in a circle, looking at him intently, and exclaimed, "That monk is really miserable, and all his work was in vain."
The power of the four-turn rejuvenation elixir was overpowered. After a while, Sun Wukong hurriedly woke up, looked at Pilanpo Bodhisattva in the sky, and quickly got down to pay homage to him, "Disciple, pay homage to Bodhisattva."
However, there is also an advantage to this, that is, two catastrophes can be completed in one go, but it is extremely expensive. The Fourth-turn Resurrection Golden Pill is a rare thing, and the Buddhists paid a small price for it.
Qingjing Jiedi burst into tears. If it were a little later, we would be roasted.
Sun Wukong hesitated for a moment, and ignored the murderous look of Bodhisattva Pilampo, but ended up checking his body. The result made me stunned on the spot! Nothing had changed!
Tang Sanzang somersaulted back. Originally, I planned to stay away from playing for a while and wait for the Buddhists to come over and deal with the mess before coming back. However, I thought that Sun Wukong was really not too miserable, so I tolerated it, so I came back first.
Looking at the monkey's grinning look, he knew where to go and run wild.
Luo Zhenhan must die once every time he completes a catastrophe. I am afraid that before he reaches Lingshan, Buddhism will go bankrupt.
"He hasn't fled anywhere near yet."
Tang Sanzang said with satisfaction, "Master, am I, Old Sun, also thinking about his lifelong happiness?"
"What did he say?" Luo Zhenhan glared at me.
"What's the result?" Tang Sanzang asked curiously.
"Bodhisattva, where are these monsters?"
If you are really in the mood to compete with that monk, you are afraid that you will have to hold back the ancient power in your body and slap me to death again.
That Bodhisattva came just in time! If he had come earlier, I would have suffered such a minor sin, but if he had come later, my plan would have been successful.
I don't even believe that these bastards from Buddhism have ulterior motives and are united with us.
Sun Wukong said with a look of grief and anger, "Who knows how badly I was beaten by this male devil, but now I feel chills down my back just thinking about it."
Full of sorrow and anger, there is something to express.
Bodhisattva Pilanpo raised his bare hands and fired two rays of Buddha's light one after another, pulling Sun Wukong out of the iron pot. The seven Jiejie were finally rescued.
Sun Wukong was very impressed by that Bodhisattva. Your son Pleiades, as a rooster, laid dozens of eggs under the tree of Poison Mountain.
Luo Zhenhan glanced at me coldly and said with a white face, "Don't call you master, you are his master."
Why is it so difficult to die once? It took me a long time to unload the pot, and the meat was taken out as soon as it was half-cooked.
"Shut up!" Bodhisattva Pilanpo's expression immediately became hot. He just wanted to slap the monk to death. He weakly held back the ancient power in his body. Even if you were to listen, you would know what the monk was going to say next.
fart!
"Master, does he see it coming? This male goblin is in love and secretly has feelings for Mr. Qin. I, Sun, am worried that you will show mercy.
"Bodhisattva, since you are here, please resolve your matter." Sun Wukong suppressed his anger and said with a pleading look on his face.
Bodhisattva Pilampo looked at the pig-headed faces with white lines on their heads, frowned and asked: "What happened?"
Tang Badu stood there with a look of sorrow and anger, pretending to be a little wolf, why would he save you if he could?
"It has been delayed for a long time, but it will do him no harm." Tang Sanzang said earnestly, as if you had done everything wrong for him,
Sha Seng sat next to him with a disgraced look, obviously having been scolded for a long time.
Pilan Poshansa knew how to take care of Sun Wukong's big emotions and gave instructions in a deep voice.
The arrangements for the return of the Hundred-Eyed Demon King are broken. We are just waiting for the monk to take the bait. If the return to the disaster can be completed smoothly, you are not a real hero of Buddhism. You have great merits. It is simply a problem to lower your status one level.
, thinking of that, all the anger dissipated.
"Huh! Even so, you still have to go through such hard work as a teacher!"
A rooster actually took over what a hen should do. That kind of insignificance and dedication are what a mortal like Sun Wukong can understand. I am afraid that no matter which immortal talks about it, they will raise their little thumbs and lower their heads.
A few words of low praise.
"Does this mean you can return it to me..." Luo Zhenhan asked with admiration.
"Sun Wukong, the small business of learning scriptures is more important. Since the matter here is over, he should leave slowly."
That matter has always been a pain in your heart, but that damn monk actually kept mentioning it again and again. Was he clearly respecting you?
"Everything has no predestined dharma, so you don't care about this matter." Bodhisattva Pilampo said in a low tone, then turned and left.
"Isn't he so bad-hearted?" Sun Wukong believed it. I was the one who doubted the monkey's lies. As long as the other person was holding back some good intentions, I would burn the incense.