Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

Monkey King swung a thousand sticks in an instant.

It directly smashed the entire mountain gate into powder.

A group of monks laughed.

Stopped abruptly.

hiss?

An untouchable came?

Monkey King doesn't care about these dumbfounded monks.

Holding the tin-headed Zen stick, he shot again.

Boom boom boom!

in a blink.

The incomparably gorgeous pure copper-roofed main hall of Baolin Temple is gone.

The monkey swung tens of thousands of sticks, and forcibly smashed the pure copper roof into pieces.

"Holy monk, holy monk, calm down."

At this time, a group of monks finally reacted.

The gorgeous abbot suddenly threw himself in front of Xuanzang and begged for mercy.

Zhu Zizhen stepped forward and blocked the old monk.

He copied the scriptures and got angry.

At this time, I saw the old monk coming up.

Immediately grinned.

Grab the old monk.

Copy the scriptures on the opponent.

"Come, come, you, you, you and you."

"Everyone lie down."

"On behalf of Lord Buddha, my old Zhu will educate you well."

Zhu Zizhen used a supernatural power to capture Yunshou.

All the monks were overturned to the ground.

Show the backs of these monks.

Start copying scriptures on it.

He used demon blood paint, which fell on these monks like a branding iron.

Sizzle.

These monks were so burned that they cried for their fathers and mothers.

"Junior Sister Sha, hurry up and grind ink for my old Zhu."

"We are sutra senders, we can't just send sutras to Da Leiyin Temple."

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At this moment, Zhu Zizhen opened the door to a new world.

When Monkey King demolished half of Baolin Temple.

Zhu Zizhen has already copied the scriptures here.

"Give it to my old Zhu, I won't be able to recite it before dawn."

"My old Zhu will copy it again on your chest."

A group of monks were dying of pain, but they dared not refuse.

Everyone nodded and bowed.

"Holy Monk, spare your life, Holy Monk, spare your life."

Zhu Zizhen stared.

"My old Zhu doesn't want your life, but wants you to recite scriptures."

A group of monks quickly kowtowed again.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand, I understand."

that night.

All the monks of Baolin Temple read at night amidst the ruins.

While reading, while crying.

"Master, the word holy monk is too ugly to read."

"Shh! Shut up, hurry up and recite."

"Master, this word must be spelled wrong, right?"

"Just pretend you didn't see it."

In the meditation room.

Sun Wukong looked at Zhu Zizhen playfully.

Zhu Zizhen was so ashamed that he wanted to bury his head in his crotch.

Xuanzang raised his eyebrows.

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Zhu Zizhen drooped his head.

"Understood. It's terrible to be uneducated."

Xuanzang shook his head.

"Don't say anything. Wu Neng, you can continue to copy the scriptures."

Zhu Zizhen had tears in his eyes.

Make up your mind that this will never happen again.

soon.

It was nearly midnight.

The monks in the ruins are still reading at night.

Zhu Zizhen is also working hard.

Xuanzang and the others had already fallen asleep.

at this time.

A black shadow came to Xuanzang's door.

After wandering around for a while.

He bravely entered the meditation room.

"Holy Monk, please wake up..."

The black shadow didn't finish his sentence.

A little white loli appeared in front of him.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Little White Bone Demon is at his most energetic at night.

So she was in charge of keeping vigil for Master.

Upon seeing a ghost enter the house.

The little bone spirit imitated Monkey King's usual appearance on the spot.

Point to the ghost.

His face was full of air.

"Hey! Where did you come from, a monster? Do you want to harm my master?"

The ghost was trembling at the time.

"No, I'm here to seek help from the holy monk."

"Xiao Wang is the king of the black-bone chicken country. He was killed by monsters and has nowhere to ask for trouble."

"Knowing that the holy monk is coming, Xiao Wang came to ask for help."

The little bone spirit blinked.

Then shook his head vigorously.

"I do not believe."

"Eldest brother said that anyone who sneaks up to Master in the middle of the night is a villain."

The black chicken king is about to cry.

"Xiao Wang is just a wronged soul who died in vain, how could he come out in the daytime?"

"Only at this moment can I come out and ask for help."

The little white bone demon shook his head again.

"You lied to me. I can come out in daylight."

The black chicken king twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Little master, you are full of Buddha light, not a ghost. Of course it is different from Xiao Wang."

The little bone spirit shook his head even faster this time.

"Eldest brother said, I am also a ghost."

"I'm confused. I can come out during the day, why can't you?"

"You lied to me, you must be a badass."

"If you dare to approach Master, I will kill you."

The black chicken king really cried this time.

"Little master, the ghost you mentioned is not the same as the ghost I mentioned."

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The little white bone spirit doesn't care how the black-bone king cries.

She held a bone sword with a serious face.

Pointing to the black chicken king.

"If you dare to move, I will stab you."

King Wuji glanced at the bone sword.

I cried even harder.

That is the Nether Bone Sword.

Although it is just an acquired treasure, it is refined from the heavenly bones that can only be produced in the nether world.

For ghosts and ghosts, it has an absolute restraint effect.

Don't say he is just a ghost.

If another ghost came, he would have to kneel in front of the Nether Bone Sword.

Seeing that there is really no way to understand the little bone spirit.

The black chicken king could only grit his teeth and stomp his feet.