Journey to the West: My Disciples Are Too Arrogant

People! Let them know the majesty of our dojo!"

"Rescue Little Junior Sister Bow!"

After saying that, the little white dragon screamed and fell from the sky, his husband, Sun Wukong.

When you can run and see, take a deep breath and turn your head suddenly

"Don't worry! Little White Dragon!"

"No one can choose a master, and no one can hurt the disciples of the dojo!"

"See if I can become a monk, enter the Xiniu Hezhou, and demolish his Buddhist temple!!"

Chapter 54

"Hericium help!!"

The little white dragon screamed and fell from the sky, covered in blood

And Sun Wukong hesitated for a while, and finally chose to save the little white dragon

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I can run and speed up directly, dragging my cassock, and I don't mean to fight Sun Wukong at all, I just slipped away like this!

This is not how afraid of Monkey King being able to run.

If you really want to fight, there is Xiong Paian who has obtained many magical powers from Hongmeng Book Pavilion. Although he can't fight, he will not be killed.

But the most important thing at the moment is to make Fuling Mountain disrupt Buddhism and make trouble in Xiniu Hezhou

When Sun Wukong rescued the little white dragon and went to find Nangrun again, he found that he couldn't find it.

Relying on some clues, it is too difficult to find

Who can run and run, there is no intention of fighting at all, he stole the cassock and ran, and he didn't look back.

Can't catch up at all, can't find, extremely cunning

When Sun Wukong saw this, he was helpless and could only return to the sky

"This monster is very strange."

"Why don't you eat Tang monk meat and pick up a tattered robe?"

On Sun Wukong's side, he didn't care about being able to run. After all, Tang Seng will be fine.

He didn't know if he didn't get his cassocks back after this difficulty, he was quite sure that the difficulty was completely gone, and he didn't get over his husband after he did it.

On the other hand, Lingshan is a little suspicious.

"what happened?"

"Sun Wukong and Hei Neng Jing should have fought each other, right? Why hasn't the luck here still increased?"

On the top of Lingshan Mountain at 920, in the Daxuyin Temple, a group of Buddhas stared at the corner of the Fortune Disk, looking at the luck of Buddhism.

Peaceful and stable, as still as water

Why is there still no movement?

Maybe it's not over yet?

As time passed by, many Buddhas frowned.

Still no movement.

Many Buddhas stand here, staring at the corner of the jade plate of creation

They waited and waited, and they passed their husbands for two full hours without waiting for a change.

The luck of Buddhism on the Fortune Disc has neither risen nor fallen.

Nothing has changed at all.

How is this going?

In the end, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't bear it anymore. Taking the risk, he opened the Buddhist mirror again.

However, when many Buddhas saw the picture on the Buddhist mirror, they were dumbfounded!

"Um?"

"Is it over so soon?"

In the picture, Tang Sanzang was anxiously telling Sun Wukong Xiaobailong what to say, while the latter two seemed to be ignoring the answer and nodded perfunctorily.

Many Buddhist monks were puzzled and gathered to listen to Tang Sanzang's words.

But listen, listen, their faces change

"Wukong, that's not the cassock of a teacher, it's the cassock that the Bodhisattva bestowed his son when the poor monk left from the Great Eastern Tang Dynasty. Don't throw it away!"

"White Dragon, can you go look for it? That monster stole the poor monk's robe!"

"Amitabha, this, how can this be good!"

"This cassock is more important than my life, why didn't the monster take me, but the cassock instead?

Listening to Tang Seng's words, the expressions of many Buddhas in Daxuyin Temple were a little ugly.