The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 202: The old king pays a lot of money for a son! (Second more)

"This is Master's son, you can figure it out!"

Zhu Bajie opened his mouth and said to Xiao Bailong.

"Forehead?"

Xiao Bailong suddenly became angry, when did this master have a son?It doesn't seem like a good deal, does it?
just forget it!
"Hello, little uncle, there is still a dragon, why didn't you come over?"

The eldest child turned his eyes wide, and looked around but couldn't find the figure of the Dragon Girl, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Come here again, I was scared away by you little brat, you still have the face to face people!"

Xiao Bailong said with his mouth crooked, Master endured beating him, but he just wanted to spit it out quickly, the power of the wild did not explode, he was really upset.

"Or, you go and catch her again, and the poor monk will take this child into the small world"

Tang Sen said with sincerity.

"No no no!"

Xiao Bailong shook his head again and again, this kind of thing is rare, how can there be a second time, the master is really big-hearted, he seriously suspects that the old master also wants to peek.

"In this case, let's get rid of the dragon meat and go back to Saiguo. Hey, old Dragon King, why don't you go and wait for me to cut some more meat?" Tang Sen said.

"Bye-Bye!"

As soon as the Dragon King of Wansheng heard that his daughter had run away, Tang Sen drove him away again. If he didn't run away at this time, he would wait for a while, and jumped into the blue wave pool, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After driving away the old dragon king, the four masters and apprentices and the eldest baby were all delicious. The dragon meat rolled in the God of Cookery Cauldron, even in the golden soup, it could appear white and crystal clear, and the taste was even more fascinating.

"Wow Kaka, it's so delicious. I never thought that the meat in this world is so delicious. Don't grab it. It's all mine, all mine."

Suddenly, Dawa's big eyes became fascinated. Killing a few big bowls of dragon meat was not enough, so he ran away holding the God of Cookery Cauldron, wanting to monopolize the dragon meat.

"Master?"

The three apprentices were stunned, and they all looked at Tang Sen. They didn't eat well, but it wasn't easy to show their foodie nature in front of a child.

You can't compete with a child for food, that would be too disrespectful, and besides, this child belongs to Master...

"What the hell, you wait for me, labor and management won't break his leg."

As soon as Tang Sen slapped his thigh, he stood up abruptly and chased after the older boy. He felt that this time it was really embarrassing, and it was still in front of a few apprentices.

"Brother is mighty and domineering!"

"Brother, run, dad is here to catch you!"

In the inner world, the second baby and the third baby laughed and laughed, which made Tang Sen even more furious.

"Block you!"

Swish!
Tang Sen operated the secret method, shielded himself from the auditory pollution brought by the chaotic vine, controlled the distance from the sky, hugged the big baby, put away the God of Cookery Cauldron, and just gave him a crackling beating.

"Ah, dad killed my son, uncle and uncle help me, the eldest child is dying, goodbye to this world!"

The eldest child was full of nonsense words, which provoked Tang Sen to hit him hard several times.

"If you continue to act like this, labor and management will suppress you into the Chaos Heavenly Cauldron, and you can do it yourself."

Tang Sen said, although Da Wa is young, his skin is thick and fleshy, and his hands are numb, so this guy shouted fiercely, but in fact nothing happened.

Pig Bajie: "..."

Drifting: "..."

Little White Dragon: "..."

The three apprentices were all speechless, feeling that something big happened to Master! ! !

Hearing the Chaos Heaven Cauldron, the eldest child became quiet again. He didn't know whether he was genuinely afraid or just pretending, and pulled Tang Sen's clothes with a pitiful look.

"Fuck, I'm not in the mood to eat anymore. You go back to the small world. Don't come out without my permission, or you will be directly suppressed into Tianding."

Swish!
After taking the poor boy into the small world, Tang Sen took the lead and flew to Ji Saiguo.

"I'm talking about brothers, this doll is too much!"

Seeing Tang Sen fly away, Xiao Bailong secretly said to Zhu Bajie Drifting Monk.

"Xiao Bailong, you are holding a grudge, this senior brother wants to tell the truth to the master, the fact that you spoke ill of my son."

When Zhu Bajie heard it, it was a good opportunity, just to trick Xiao Bailong again, and flew away with a swish.

"Fat pig, stop for me, I'll kill you!"

The little white dragon became furious and chased Zhu Bajie away with a murderous look.

"Hey, hey, hey... My old Sha has accomplished his magical skills, and I will reward you with a piece of small dragon meat."

Master, senior and senior brothers all left, Drifting suddenly took out a piece of white and fragrant dragon meat from behind, chuckled, put it in his mouth and ate it...

The main hall of the Imperial Palace of the Sai State.

The return of the holy monk was celebrated by civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty. The old king was overjoyed and wanted to host a banquet in honor of Tang Sen and his disciples.

"Eh~ Well, old king, actually the poor monk has something to say."

Tang Sen rubbed his nose, the relics were no longer glowing, Ji Saiguo relied on this light to shock other countries, and now it seems...it's useless to bring it back!
"The holy monk can open his mouth, and it doesn't matter if he has any requirements. As long as I can do it, it is my duty."

The old king was unparalleled in arrogance, as if he had returned to the age when he was young and fought everywhere.

"King, I'll tell you straight, the relic has been brought back, but it doesn't shine anymore."

Swish!
Tang Sen took out the non-luminous relic, threw it upwards, and presented it in front of the old king.

Forehead!
This time, not only the old king was stunned, but also the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

The relic doesn't shine anymore?what's the situation?
Everyone looked at it intently, and under the support of Tang Sen's mana, the relic looked ordinary, no different from ordinary gems, without the brilliance of divinity, it was no longer so mysterious and awe-inspiring.

"This……"

The old king also showed embarrassment. The relic had changed drastically, and he was heartbroken and disappointed.

"Dare to ask the holy monk, how did this relic lose its divine light?"

The old king said.

Nima, do whatever you want.

Tang Sen was also speechless, touched his nose again, and said, "This...how should I put it..."

He is really hard to say, could it be that he swallowed all the divine essence of the relic?This is a bit bad, it hurts the old man's heart too much.

Just when he didn't know how to say it, Zhu Bajie said:
"As soon as this relic saw my master, he flew to him and dedicated his whole body of divinity to the master. That's it. I, Marshal Canopy, will not lie to you."

"My master will not deceive you mortals. Since my junior brother said so, it is true."

Monkey King walked into the hall, followed by a majestic tiger, which scared a group of civil servants and generals back, their eyes full of awe.

"Forehead……"

The old king thought for a while, and finally realized, he slapped his thigh and said:

"Your widow knows, the holy monk is a master of Taoism. This relic is originally a Buddhist relic. It seems that the family has recognized the master!"

He was very excited and thought about it. It was impossible for Tang Sen to deceive ordinary people like them.

In this regard, he had a bold idea sprouting in his heart.

"The king is wise!"

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty shouted in unison, shouting for the unparalleled wisdom of the old king, and admiring and worshiping Tang Sen.

"Old king, what wish do you have, as long as the poor monk can do it, I will give you a favor."

Tang Sen didn't bother to entangle in this matter, so he directly enlarged his tactics.

"Forehead!"

Really want what to come.

The old king chuckled in his heart, and tentatively expressed the bold idea in his heart:

"In this way, widow... widow... widow has a young girl who is sixteen years old, and has red sleeves to add fragrance, and is still in her boudoir. If the holy monk doesn't dislike it, it's the same old saying, widow is willing to share the world with you."

Weed!

When Tang Sen heard it, he instantly understood what the old king was thinking.

This old king is begging for a son with a lot of money! ! !

　Chapter 3 is a bit late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)