"Brother, don't worry. I haven't encountered an opponent since my golden light array was built."
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord said proudly.
"Besides, we don't have to go head-to-head. We can just use poison. My poison skills are unparalleled in the world. It will be difficult for Tang Sanzang and his disciples to die."
The middle-aged man curled his lips, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
The strength of this Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord is indeed good, otherwise Bodhisattva Pilanpo would not have thought of taking it for his own use. However, this guy is a bit too arrogant. You must know that Qin Ran is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he wants to be fooled.
It's still difficult.
It seems that I have to take more precautions for a while so as not to make any big mistakes.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord had completely let down his guard against the python spirit at this time, so he did not pay attention to his expression and led the people out.
Qin Ran walked up to him and said with a smile, "The Taoist priest is polite."
"I don't know where they came from. What important business do you have here at Huanghua Temple?"
The Bai-Eyed Demon Lord looked at the people in front of him and was stunned. Didn't he say that Tang Sanzang was a monk? None of them fit the image.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord weakly endured his anger and said with a smile.
"And my master, because there are some things, he will have to wait a while."
A larger spider spirit had long been aroused by the movement behind him. He crossed the courtyard and quietly came to the side of the main hall. He glanced towards the living room and immediately saw a man sitting outside.
Wu Yun, who was enjoying tea, was chatting nonsense with the Bai-Eyed Demon Lord and the Fat Taoist.
“Everyone, please come outside!”
The little spider spirit stopped moving and asked suspiciously, "Why is Xiaodian so cute?"
"What's wrong with you?"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon King almost vomited out his mouthful of old blood. Is that monkey blind? This bright and clear Huanghuaguan can actually admit his mistakes.
In the guest room in the front hall, a handsome man was cutting clothes.
The little spider spirit pinched you and said angrily, "Tell me, what's going on?"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord's heart surged with anger, he took a deep breath, and couldn't help but want to give the two guys behind his eyes a beating.
"What a chrysanthemum view, this one is clearly a sweet potato monster."
A group of male goblins became excited, "Miss, what if you go to the back hall and take a look?"
The small hall is grand and solemn, with statues of the Eight Pure Ones placed at the bottom. There is no stove or incense under the altar table, and it looks quite majestic. Two Taoist boys brought tea and fruit plates.
"You see, fat Taoists are weird."
The fat, middle-aged Taoist laughed a few times and said, "Young Master is really good at joking."
What's more, it can attract the presence of the Bodhisattva Vaishya, which shows that the monk is of ordinary origin. Although Tang Monk's flesh is rotten, it is not as important as his life. You are here less just to hide.
"If it's a senior brother and I don't have many friends to visit later.
The other eight male demons all looked at you with strange expressions.
Qin Ran was confused when he heard this. He looked at the plaque below again and again, and saw that it was clearly written in eight small characters: Huanghua Temple. He was really afraid that people would fall out if he talked nonsense in front of other people's Taoist temples.
"Young Master is really funny and humorous. They are distinguished guests from Xiao Tang. How can we welcome them? That one is the master of Huanghua Temple, and Pindao is my junior brother. It's rude."
Lan Po gave a weird smile and glanced at the middle-aged fat Taoist without much meaning. I could tell that the guy was a fat-headed snake, but his transformation skills were quite low, and he didn't have any ordinary spiritual treasures, so he could hide it.
It was full of demonic aura, and even Sun Wukong didn't notice it for a moment. It seemed that the fat-headed snake was specially arranged by Buddhism to lure the Hundred-Eyed Demon King into the game.
The scene became awkward for a moment, and Lan Po sighed and said: "Hey, you have come all the way. Since the Taoist Master welcomes you, you have to find another place to rest."
"Senior brother, it's probably because I didn't have any plans. You guys can really toughen me up."
Qin Ran scratched his head, looked at the two people who turned to leave, and quickly pulled the wild boar and white horse to follow them.
Sun Wukong cupped his hands and said politely, "To put it bluntly, since the two Taoist priests have invited me so kindly, I, the old Sun, would like to thank you."
The fat middle-aged Taoist's smile faltered.
Yun'er took a sip of tea and then said: "Sister, Qin... Master Qin is here!"
"Seventh sister is so excited. The guest coming will be a pretty man, right?"
Sun Wukong came forward, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Old Taoist, we are Buddhist pilgrims from the Tang Dynasty. It's getting late, so we came here to stay for the night. We hope it will be convenient."
That beautiful lady was a spider spirit who came to seek refuge with the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord after a long time. Since the appearance of Vaishya Bodhisattva and the rescue of Tang Bazang, you have not completely given up the idea of eating Tang Seng's flesh. Then
The monk later had some small grudge against you, and before beating him up, his anger dissipated.
Sun Wukong agreed and said, "The name of the Taoist temple is so arrogant. I guess the people outside are also young and have no problem. I, the old Sun, should just retreat."
Lan Po corrected, with an innocent smile on her face, "Taoist Master, he said yes, yes?"
It's too much. Those guys dared to make fun of my Taoist temple.
The little spider spirit frowned and said, "You should take care of yourself first. This Tang Bazang was hacked to death by you. Did you know that this Vaishya Bodhisattva would bite or let go and knock down the door?"
"A few of you are guests from afar. I'm looking forward to welcoming you. I just don't know how many of you are there? Are there others?" The fat middle-aged Taoist was afraid that the Bai-Eyed Demon King's purpose would be too obvious and he would miss the mark, so he smiled quickly.
asked.
The Seven Spider Spirit comforted her, "Miss, what's there to worry about? It's been bad for a few days. If Piwuyun Bodhisattva wanted to punish you, he would have been forced to come down long ago. Why wait until now?"
"Ahhh!"
However, I was also moved, Sun Wukong and Wu Yun followed the two Taoists and retreated into the small hall.
The middle-aged fat Taoist's expression changed, he quickly stopped behind and said with a smile:
The Seven Spider Spirit complained, "You see, this fat Taoist is very weird. He has been muttering to his senior brother all day long about knowing something. It is so mysterious that even you have to hide it."
"Young Master Qin? That's too bad! Next time I show mercy to someone, I will know if I have feelings for him secretly."
Sun Wukong glanced at me for a moment and said with a smile: "I guess that person is not the owner of the Chrysanthemum Temple. I, Sun Wukong, ignored me."
The little spider spirit shook his head hesitantly, "Yes, senior brother has never told you to stay in the front yard, but you can run around as you please."
Your beautiful eyes lit up, you held back your excitement, ran to the front yard with a smile on your face, and screamed in a low voice.
Several male goblins were talking and expressing their own opinions.
"Come on, next time Mr. Qin only stares at you, but you won't look at him at all."
"Never mind me, senior brother has a low cultivation level, has traveled among the eight realms for a long time, and has made many friends, so there's nothing surprising about it."