The monkey that will cross in the journey to the west

Chapter 113 There are many divergent paths in the future, but where is the smooth path? "This is a chapter with flavor, please click carefully"

puff!
Zhu Yan's avatar exploded again, Lao Niu stood there calmly and waited.

Another paper human body popped out of the package.

Zhu Yan's face was gloomy for deceiving too much.

Immediately, his face cleared up, and he smiled gently at Zhao Mingcheng: "Brother, go slowly, younger brother has something to say."

"Don't be upset, righteous brother, the Sajia is old, and his body trembles when he walks. I really didn't release the poison on purpose." Zhao Mingcheng apologized sincerely, looking full of guilt.

Zhu Yan almost spit on his face.

nausea!This is bullshit, Zhu Yan doesn't believe a word.

"Where is the elder brother talking, the younger brother just wants to tell the elder brother that there are so many divergences in the road ahead, it is better for the younger brother to lead the way in front, and the elder brother will walk on the smooth road." Zhu Yan smiled, seeming sincere.

Looking at Zhu Yan's smile, Zhao Mingcheng cursed in his heart.He didn't believe a word of what the ghostly monkey in front of him said.The ghost knows what he will do when he walks ahead.

But he knew that human patience is limited. He exploded more than a dozen monkeys along the way, and Zhu Yan might explode if he didn't let go.

"Your righteous brother is right, please lead me the way."

Zhu Yan led the bull in front and walked slowly. Zhao Mingcheng was cautious and followed Zhu Yan a mile away.Zhu Yan's face twitched.With such a long distance, ordinary means cannot be used.

"Bastard, I'm so cowardly!" Zhu Yan scolded.He didn't care at all about being heard by Zhao Mingcheng.

Zhao Mingcheng touched his oily bald head, he heard it, but he didn't care.Scolding can only show that Zhu Yan is incompetent, so hit me if you have the ability.

Zhu Yan is a little sad, I am an old monkey for several generations, and now I can't even handle a casual cultivator, it's too shameful.

Forbear for a while, the more you think about it, the more you get angry, take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you lose.Damn bald head, broke my body.

Zhu Yan's mind changed sharply, how to get back the scene.

After a long time, he came up with a good idea to collect materials on the side of the road while walking.

Saltpeter, sulfur charcoal, and gunpowder are three elements.

Cultivator Zhu Yan's spiritual consciousness, after several experiments, got the ratio, he took out a piece of paper and rubbed it, rubbed it, and rubbed it into a fist-sized firecracker.Calculate the time and rub the length of the fire twister.

"Old calf, shit!" Zhu Yan patted the scalper's head.

Moo!
The scalper obeyed Zhu Yan's words, although he didn't want to shit much, he still managed to squeeze out a lot.

Zhu Yan took the opportunity to throw the cannon under the cow dung, and calculated the time to ignite the twister.

Zhao Mingcheng was on guard against Zhu Yan, fearing that Zhu Yan would poison him.

The old scalper pooped on the side of the road, but he didn't care. He didn't believe that any monk would be interested in cow dung.

Zhu Yan counted the steps and time, and tried not to look back.

He said silently: "Five four three two one, explode!"

boom!
There was an explosion sound from behind, and Zhu Yan turned around at the same time to check the results.

Zhu Yan's calculation was not bad, Zhao Mingcheng walked to the cow dung, and the firecracker exploded.

Fly all over the sky!

Zhao Mingcheng's face was ashen. He didn't expect that although everyone was despicable, shameless and shameless, they were also monks. What was the basic bottom line of a monk?

At the moment of the explosion, Zhao Mingcheng propped up the magic barrier.

Fragrant flowers fly away, and insects chase after them.Flowers and rain all over the sky, may it be spring and fragrance.

Zhao Mingcheng's face turned dark, almost, just a little bit, if he reacted a little slower, the breath would hit him.

The basic trust between people is a dog, and everyone doesn't care, but what is the bottom line of being a monk?
What's the use of this except disgusting people?

The big yellow dog stood there blankly, it was frightened stupid, at the moment of the explosion, it was too close, splashed all over its body, and its original color could no longer be seen from the front.

"It's a pity." Zhu Yan shook his head. The monk's reaction was too fast. Even if the explosive did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, the moment of explosion was enough for the monk to block.

Kong Anzhi witnessed the whole process. She once envied the immortal way, and also said that she fantasized about cultivating into a little fairy.

Now, as she looked at Zhu Yan and Zhao Mingcheng, amidst the erupting cow dung, all her beautiful fantasies about cultivating Taoism and becoming immortals were completely shattered.

If after cultivating immortals, it is always this kind of business of poisoning and throwing dung, she would rather not practice.

Zhu Yan led the cow and continued to walk. Zhao Mingcheng didn't argue with Zhu Yan, nor did he directly do it.They are all sane people, and the more sane they are, the more insane they are.

Sometimes Zhu Yan was distressed. If he had the strength he once had, how could he have done such a shameful thing with such scheming.

Along the way, Zhu Yan and Zhao Mingcheng plotted against each other in various ways, and they knew each other tacitly.

At night, everything was quiet, and Zhu Yan's avatar used the invisibility method to leave the room.This is a town with a population of two to three thousand people.

He fought secretly with Zhao Mingcheng, and lost more than he won. This was because they were fighting on superficial strength, and Zhu Yan was unable to use many magical powers.

At this moment, Zhu Yan focused on Zhao Mingcheng's big yellow dog.

Zhao Mingcheng's big yellow dog and Zhu Yan's old scalper were both in the cowshed of the inn, and Zhu Yan wandered around the town incognito.

Are all immortal cultivators high-ranking?
In the past, Zhu Yan would definitely say, yes, Xiuxian asked, and he was at ease, but now Zhu Yan doesn't think so, because what he is doing at the moment is very shameful. From this, it can be seen that Zhu Yan himself has a worrying personality. people.

Zhu Yan sneered, he put a barrier on the cowshed of the inn, and threw in a dozen or so bitches that had been in heat from the town.

"Blessed are you dog, fight until dawn!" Zhu Yan said to the big yellow dog.

He tied the old cow to the side again and said: "Tonight, you old calf, show me clearly that beauty is the first level of practice. A cow is a tiger. It can squeeze you dry by knocking bones and sucking marrow."

Zhu Yan arranged the evening program of the big yellow dog and the old scalper, and returned to the room quietly. Kong Anzhi was still sleeping, and nothing seemed to have happened.

"Naughty animal!" In the early morning, Zhu Yan heard a loud shout.

Zhu Yan jumped out of the room in shock, and saw Zhao Mingcheng with a gloomy and frightening expression.

In front of Zhao Mingcheng, the big yellow dog was lying on his back on the ground, looking hopeless.

It's too bad, I can't take it back.

The four legs are like noodles, and I can't even stand up.Just like this big yellow dog's loss, it may not be recuperated in a month.

"Brother, what's the matter? The disturbing dream early in the morning?" Zhu Yan asked nonchalantly.

"It's all right, the evil animal has no humanity, Ye Yu eighteen dogs have lost their yang." Zhao Mingcheng looked at Zhu Yan fiercely.

It's too despicable, how can this kind of method be the method of a monk, just like a hooligan.

"What?" Zhu Yan was shocked, and said, "You bastard, you know how to chase after people every day, and you can't keep up with hot shit! I'm not talking about you, brother."

"Brother Mingdeng wants to teach you how to cultivate immortals. You are good. Learn what you see. Is this what you should learn? Brother, don't be angry!" Zhu Yan pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, with a suppressed smile on his face.

Zhao Mingcheng scolded Zhu Yan brilliantly.

Zhu Yan preemptively said: "Old calf, what are you laughing at?"

Zhu Yan suddenly pointed at the old ox with bared teeth and cursed: "It was bullied last night, and you just watched it? Don't you know how to pull it apart? Don't you know how to hold it down? Just look at it and it is being bullied." What happened to the bullying?"

Moo!
The old scalper didn't dare to refute, and lowered his head aggrieved.

When the old cow saw the appearance of the big yellow dog, he was so sad and miserable.What the master said is indeed true, the cow is the biggest obstacle to practice, if any cow dares to approach me, I will kick it to death.

"Get lost!" Zhao Mingcheng yelled, damn bastard, since seeing Zhu Yan, his world view has been refreshed time and time again.

"Yeah, okay! Brother, you need to talk to it heart-to-heart, and do a good job of psychological counseling. There are three things that are unfilial and have no offspring." Zhu Yan escaped from the cowshed with the old cow before Zhao Mingcheng broke out.

Hahaha, thinking of Zhao Mingcheng's gloomy face, Zhu Yan laughed heartily.

Although there is no real harm to Zhao Mingcheng, the happier he is, the happier I am.

Kong Anzhi happened to be going downstairs, and when she saw the carefree Zhu Yan, she immediately understood that he must have done something despicable.

　Want to say something?

　　I wish everyone who sees my name all the best and all wishes come true.

　　All are to be healthy and happy.

　　including those who spat on my name

　　
　
(End of this chapter)