Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 61 Monkey! I'm here to help you!
I'm afraid only God knows.

Oh no.

I'm afraid even the Jade Emperor in heaven doesn't know what the Great Peacock King Bodhisattva saw that frightened him to such an extent that he spit out blood in front of everyone, backed away repeatedly, his eyes filled with horror.

Then, he simply ignored his image and transformed into his original form, a large bird with colorful wings. His claws tightly grasped the cage that still contained the golden-winged Roc. He turned around and flew away, looking so panic-stricken.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, totally confused and not knowing why the other party was like that. They couldn't help but talk about it in a low voice.

"A large colorful bird..."

"Stupid, that's called a peacock!"

"Hiss, this is a big bird, and the one in the cage is a small one, could it be his child?"

"That bird is so ugly, it doesn't look like it belongs to the same family. You have bad taste."

The disciples were talking about it, and Zhang Tian was also bewildered, not knowing what was going on. His eyes were looking at the blood that the Great Peacock King Bodhisattva had just spit out on the ground. It was still shining on the ground, and it should still be warm and fragrant. He inexplicably wanted to go up and take a sip of it.

After all, in the future Journey to the West, is the most famous person the Monkey King? No!
It is the flesh of Monk Tang that can make monsters immortal and long-lasting!

According to legend, Tang Monk was Jin Chanzi, a disciple of Tathagata. Because Jin Chanzi dozed off when Tathagata was preaching the Dharma, Tathagata became furious and said that Jin Chanzi was extremely disrespectful and directly sent him back to the human world.

The reincarnated Jin Chanzi seemed to carry the fate of his previous life. He was a monk in every life, and each time he was a pilgrim. He was very persistent and unafraid of hardships and difficulties. He bravely rushed forward, just to obtain the true scriptures and then achieve his goal and return to the West.

So he worked hard and bravely, and through his own efforts, he successfully helped Sha Seng collect all nine skulls. He was really doing his job and giving away kills. With a record of 0-9, even if he was reported, the system would return the points with tears, because he had really tried hard.

If eating the flesh of Tang Monk, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, can make one immortal, then the blood of the Great Peacock King, who is a Bodhisattva, must be of miraculous use. Even if one does not seek to become an immortal overnight, it should not be a problem to increase his magic power by a thousand or eight hundred years, right?
So when his fellow brothers were not paying attention, Zhang Tian flicked his sleeves and put the pool of blood into his sleeves. He immediately smiled slightly, and his smile was as beautiful as a spring flower.

But the monkey felt a little uncomfortable. It didn't rush towards Zhang Tian, ​​but jumped in front of the Patriarch and Zhenwu, bowed to the Patriarch, and then used the art of riding on clouds and mist to chase after the flying Great Peacock King Bodhisattva.

All the brothers were confused and had no idea what the monkey was going to do. Only Zhang Tian knew clearly that the monkey was a rookie at the time and was full of youthful vigor. He did not know the dangers of the world like people in later generations, and did not know what power background was.

What bad thoughts could the monkey have at this moment?

He just wanted the Peng bird to die!

Zhang Tian yelled, "Monkey, I'm here to help you!"

A thought came to my mind.

In full view of everyone, he transformed from a living person into a giant roc. With his wings spread, he didn't know how high the sky was or how thick the earth was. He just felt that he was free to roam in the world. In a few breaths, he caught up with the monkey, and the monkey was so frightened that he shouted with joy, "Good junior brother, good junior brother, come with me to make a big fuss and subdue the monster!"

Zhenwu on the side: Ah?

He turned his head with a confused look on his face and looked at Patriarch Bodhi. Patriarch Bodhi could not help but twitch his lips slightly despite his calm expression, and he displayed his magical powers in front of his disciples for the first time.

Patriarch Bodhi simply moved his whisk slightly, and Zhang Tian, ​​who was flying with the monkey on the transformed Peng bird, felt dizzy and smaller and smaller, until he became a small sesame dot on the other's palm.

Zhenwu watched from the side, his eyes full of envy. After all, in the field of cultivating immortals, people like him who are proficient in martial arts are indeed very popular. But in the end, it basically comes down to magical powers, spells, and various top-level magic weapons, and sometimes a mount can also help.

He has only been practicing for a short time, and he basically does not have these three things. The two most powerful generals under his command, the Turtle and the Snake, are just transformed from his stomach and intestines. It would be tears to talk about it any more!

After Bodhi Patriarch captured the two mischievous disciples, he dismissed all the disciples and brought the two to his cave. Zhenwu followed closely behind, with his hands behind his back, waiting to watch the show.

Zhang Tian was very honest. He admitted his mistake right away and lay there, "I'm sorry, Master. I was wrong. I won't do it again next time. I won't mess around with monkeys anymore."

The monkey immediately jumped up and said, "This is mine, and it was all done by me alone. It's no wonder that you, Junior Brother, can't stand it!"

He put his hands on his hips, looking confident and confident, "The blind bird in the cage has shouted in front of me, Old Sun, saying that it eats three thousand boys and girls every year in the Mingli country, and even brought a group of little demons to devour countless lives in several cities. It must be a bad species."

"Let him go."

"I, Old Sun, refuse to accept this."

"Dissatisfied!"

Patriarch Bodhi did not get angry, but smiled and said, "Do you know where the Nine Netherworld is?"

This stumped the monkey. He subconsciously folded his two little hands in front of his chest and hunched his body. He no longer had the spirit he had just had. He looked like someone who had been picked by the teacher for not reciting the text.

To be honest, he had been in the mountain for some time, but he had only been practicing martial arts and supernatural powers. He had read some books, but not many.

He could only scratch his palm, tilting the monkey's head to the side with a lack of confidence, and said in a low voice, "I...have never heard of it..."

"Hahahaha!"

Patriarch Bodhi laughed, "When Pangu created the world, the chaos was split into two, and then there was pure air and turbid air. The pure air rose up and turned into the nine heavens, and the turbid air descended and turned into the nine netherworlds. The so-called eighteen levels of hell in the underworld were just reincarnations created by great supernatural powers who felt sorry for the suffering of all living beings."

"The Nine Netherworld is a place of nine yin and no yang. Once you are trapped there, you will never see the sun again. There are many ghosts and monsters. There is even a headless man who once made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace who is imprisoned there. It is a hopeless place where you can neither cry to the heavens nor to the earth, nor live nor die."

"This is a place between heaven and earth where there is no hope for rebirth!"

“Being beaten into it.”

“Even gods and Buddhas can’t save you.”

The monkey looked a little terrified, especially when Patriarch Bodhi leaned his head forward, which frightened the monkey half to death, because he heard Patriarch Bodhi say in a deep voice, "You actually think that what I did was inappropriate, then how about I send you, a monkey who is asking for a beating, to the Nine Netherworld?"

monkey:……

"I'm sorry. I, Old Sun, know I was wrong just like my junior brother. Please don't blame me, Master. Please don't blame me, Master."

What a monkey who understands people's thoughts.

Zhenwu, who was watching the show on the side, immediately realized that the monkey in front of him was indeed the beloved disciple of Patriarch Bodhi as he had expected, otherwise he would not have looked like this.

As for Zhang Tian standing aside.

He is an honest man who corrects his mistakes.

(End of this chapter)