Sun Wukong sneered and said: "I also heard that Buddha is compassionate, but this place is like hell. Why don't you go back a few times?"
The old monk looked at Sun Wukong. Although he looked smiling, his voice was cold. He said: "Donor, the evil spirit is too strong. Everything in the world is reincarnated. Naturally, I, the Buddha, will not interfere.
If these monsters are caught by Donor Li, it will naturally be their disaster. If they die because of this, they will fall into reincarnation and be reincarnated. Maybe they will be lucky enough to be human in the next life.
This is a good thing done by donor Li Feng, and it will be rewarded with blessings."
The old monk was spouting gold lotus and making witty remarks. Monkey Girl and Li Feng were stunned as they listened.
But in the eyes of Sun Wukong, this is such a fallacy.
Sun Wukong sneered and said: "According to the master's point of view, if you don't save these monsters, you will be doing good things, but you are helping them to enter reincarnation early and escape from suffering early."
The monk said with a smile: "The donor finally became a little enlightened."
Sun Wukong: "I will enlighten you, you are a bird and a monk who talks heresy."
"Amitabha..." the monk said, "the donor must not be disrespectful to the Buddha."
Sun Wukong suddenly jumped up and said: "Not only am I disrespectful to Buddha, but also disrespectful to you, I also want to kill you."
This sudden change surprised the old monk, but he was not panicked.
He directly took out a wooden pestle. This wooden pestle was used to knock wooden fish, but when it came here, it became a magical weapon and a magic weapon.
He held the wooden pestle with both hands to parry. At some point, Sun Wukong took the black stick in his hands and slammed it down with great force.
The two weapons collided, "Boom!"
The whole basement shook like an earthquake, and everyone was unsteady and panicked.
The moment the wooden pestle came into contact with the black rod, it snapped in half, and the golden cudgel hit the old monk's head directly without any hindrance.
Blood splattered and his body turned into bloody mud. This was the fate of the old monk. He didn't even have time to scream and was beaten directly into bloody mud.
The blood dyed Sun Wukong's clothes red, and Sun Wukong laughed to the sky.
When everyone saw his lonely figure, they seemed to see the man in front of them, an invincible figure holding a magic weapon and killing among millions of gods.
"Why did you kill the master?" Li Feng said angrily.
Sun Wukong turned around and looked at him and said, "Don't call him master."
His eyes were full of murderous intent, and Li Feng felt as if someone had strangled his throat and couldn't make a sound.
The old man was trembling a little and said in a trembling voice: "Master, what should we do now?"
Sun Wukong lowered his head and said, "This monk is all lies and lies. I will get the secret book of humanity for you."
Without giving everyone a chance to speak, he continued: "I will participate in the prince-consort competition."
Li Feng's eyes lit up. He had finally seen Sun Wukong's strength, but his chances of competing for the position of Prince Consort were much greater than that of Monkey Little Sister. It was almost certain.
Sun Wukong was not in a good mood. When he saw the Western Arhat just now, he almost ran away.
He is a monkey, but he doesn't want to be treated like a monkey by God. The humiliation contained in it can turn the world upside down if it is completely released.
The saddest thing is that without a system, even if he knows his tragic fate, he is still just meat on someone else's sticky board.
"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong, your heart is too big. Because you are stronger, you start to relax your vigilance. There are too many people stronger than you. The Buddha has already started to acquire Aolai now."
After walking out of the underground laboratory, Little Monkey Girl soon followed. She followed Sun Wukong obediently for a long time and said, "Bu Kong, do you have any grudge against the monk?"
Sun Wukong said: "There is hatred, deep hatred and great hatred."
Hou Xiaomei's eyes lit up, then she caught up and said, "If you fight for the prince-in-law, won't you really become the prince-in-law?"
Sun Wukong stopped and turned to look at Monkey Girl.
His eyes made Little Sister Hou panic. Sun Wukong suddenly grinned and said: "Little sister, if I say that my ideal is to rule this country, will you support me?"
Hou Xiaomei was stunned for a moment. Was his dream actually to rule the Aolai Kingdom?
Her eyes became firm and she said to herself, "I will help your wish succeed."
Sun Wukong gritted his teeth and said: "Little sister, you should go back home first, I want to find a place to practice."
Hou Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, feeling that Sun Wukong's expression was a little strange. She smiled softly and said, "What kind of exercises are you practicing? Let me see."
Sun Wukong: "Can't..."
Monkey Girl: "Stingy..."
Seeing that Little Sister Monkey was gone, Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief.
Sun Wukong said: "System, system, although this iron shirt secret book is a peerless secret book, why is the training method so harsh?"
The system said: "Host, do you have any strange emotions of being rich, losing value, or being embarrassed?"
Sun Wukong didn't speak.
The system continued: "Although this iron cloth shirt is an external skill, it is also a magical skill that sharpens the mind. The host will know the benefits in the future."
Sun Wukong muttered: "This is the first time I've heard of humiliating people and polishing their minds."
But in order to become stronger, Sun Wukong risked his life.
It’s not that you can’t practice this system, but it’s just that you get twice the result with half the effort.
But relying on other people to assist is different, and you can get twice the result with half the effort.
In fact, he was even a little excited in his heart. You must know that his current appearance is that of the Great Heavenly Lord. Although he wears a yellow robe and does not have the temperament of the Great Heavenly Lord, it also makes him a little excited in his heart.
Sun Wukong went directly to the busy street of Xuanyuan Longcheng and bought a gong. He was really willing to go all out. He couldn't just let others think of him as a fool, right?
As if this was not enough, he also paid to hire a man to beat gongs and shout.
A table was set up, and wicker sticks, wooden sticks, black mountain iron bars, and gold hoops and black rods were placed on the table.
First, he closed his eyes and meditated, which attracted a lot of curious passers-by to watch.
Suddenly Sun Wukong widened his eyes and said: "Young and old gentlemen, I am practicing kung fu. You can choose whatever you want from the things on the table.
You can vent all the unhappiness in your heart and hit me as many times as you like, one tael of silver at a time."
He was so angry that everyone on the street heard it, and everyone looked at him in a daze, like a fool.
But some people's eyes became brighter and brighter. These people were usually the ones whose faces were full of sadness just now.
Hou Xiaomei, who was following in the dark, was already dumbfounded, "What kind of kung fu is he practicing..."
"I'll come..."
At this time, there was a man with no body and no flesh. There was even cowardice in his eyes, but it could be seen that he had anger in his heart.
His hands were shaking a little, and he slapped a couple of silver coins directly on the table.
Seeing the tools on the table, he said, "Would you like to choose whatever you want?"
Sun Wukong: "Choose whatever you want."
The thin man's hands were trembling a little as he wandered between the sticks and the wicker.
He gritted his teeth and still did not dare to choose the wooden stick, but took the wicker.
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were blood red, shook the wicker in his hand, and slapped Sun Wukong on the face with a "wu" sound.