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As for the process of being teased and beaten by Li Qianye?

Doesn't he want to lose face as the king of the silver horn?

Naturally, it is impossible to say.

Li Qianye was embarrassed.

Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Xiao Bailong lowered their heads and counted the ants under their feet.

Tang Seng is getting more and more skinny.

The first to be a little expert in death in the West!

Deserved.

Li Qianye clasped his hands together, and his treasure was solemn: "Brother Yinjiao, the poor monk can testify that it is really a local earthquake." "

"You guys are in a group, teacher, you have to be the master of your disciples!"

The Silver Horn King cried and chirped, hugging Taishang Laojun's thighs.

The Golden Horn King echoed: "Teacher, the silver horn is a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the bones are broken, it must be deliberate!".

"That's enough, you have violated the rules of heaven by stealing magic weapons and secretly going to the lower realm, so don't let the holy monk out quickly!"

Taishang Laojun shouted and reprimanded.

The golden horn and silver horn were frightened, raised the purple gold red gourd, and released Tang Seng.

"Lao Li, what's wrong?".

Sun Wukong didn't find steamed bread, but found a lot of fruits.

Li Qianye shrugged his shoulders: "We had a little misunderstanding with the two brothers of Golden Horn and Silver Horn..."

Listened to the explanation.

Sun Wukong was shocked, scratching his ears and cheeks: "Laojun, I remember that you seem to have a green cow, won't it also be in the lower realm?"

“......"

Taishang Laojun's face turned dark, his mount Qingniu was really in the lower realm, and it wouldn't be long before he could meet it.

"Hey, you're not reliable at all.

Back then, he smashed me with a diamond bracelet, and now he connived at his disciple to become a demon in the lower realm, blocking my way.

Compensation, must be compensated, I see that your purple gold red gourd is good, my grandson wants it!".

Sun Wukong didn't pay attention to the Silver Horn King, and snatched the purple gold red gourd.

Wanting to snatch food from the mouth of Taishang Laojun, the monkey thought too much.

I saw Taishang Laojun wave the dust, and the purple gold red gourd disappeared from Sun Wukong's hand, and said

"Great Sage, the purple gold red gourd is the one I put in the pill... Golden Horn and Silver Horn, don't follow the old way back to the heavenly realm!".

The golden horn and silver horn quickly turned into the appearance of a boy, and returned to heaven with Taishang Laojun.

White dragon horse, hooves facing west.

Carrying Tang Sanzang followed the three apprentices.

The west is on the road.

It's tens of thousands of miles away....

Along.

Tang Seng worked harder and harder, and practiced Luohan boxing every day.

After two months in a row, his fat body was gone, and he became tendon meat.

Tang Seng, who turned out to be white and fat, has now become extremely burly.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Under the influence of Tang monks, the scripture-learning team fell into a practice boom.

Tang Seng has worked so hard, why are they embarrassed to watch?

"It's been calm for two months, it's no wonder I'm not used to it. "

Tang Seng showed off his perfect muscles, and he looked like he was in a high place.

"Just your little arms and legs?".

Li Qianye squinted at Tang Seng.

Just build a foundation and cultivate the realm, any little demon can make you hit the street, believe it?

Tang Seng suddenly frowned and said, "Brother Ye, is there a black chicken country in front?"

"How do you know?".

Li Qianye was surprised.

Tang Seng scratched his head and sighed:

"I had a dream last night when someone told me that there was a black chicken country ahead.

He said that he was the king of the black chicken country, and he was killed by a monster, and he became like him again, robbed her of the throne, and usurped his wife and children!".

Li Qianye nodded: "That's really miserable." "

"I just don't know if the monster lied to me. "

Tang Seng is now very jealous of monsters talking about monsters.

Li Qianye smiled and said nothing, without explanation.

All the way forward.

As night falls.

The procession came to a temple.

The temple is extraordinary, magnificent.

Sun Wukong stepped forward to look at it and said, "Master, the temple is called 'Baoling Temple', let's stay here tonight!"

Baoling Temple?

Tang Seng remembered.

Isn't this the place where the king of the black chicken country gave himself a dream?

Strange though.

Tang Seng still nodded: "Let's stay here tonight." "

"Hehe, master, wait a minute, the old pig will knock on the door. "

Zhu Bajie volunteered.

Knock knock!

With a knock on the door, there was a rush of footsteps in the temple.

As soon as the vermilion gate opened, a little monk walked out impatiently

"Who's not going to sleep at night... Oh my god, youkai!".

Before the little monk could finish speaking, he was frightened by a huge pig's head and fell to the ground.

Zhu Bajie was hit and shouted at the top of his voice: "You little monk is really rude, the old pig is not a monster!"

Tang Seng shook his head and jumped down from the horse: "After doing the eight precepts, you can forget about knocking on the door in the future, it's not good to always scare people!"

"The old pig doesn't want to do that!".

Zhu Bajie complained aggrievedly.

Tang Seng ignored Zhu Bajie's complaint and smiled:

"Don't be afraid, little donor, we are not monsters, we are monks who go to the West Heaven to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures.

Passing by the treasure temple, I just want to spend a night, and please make it convenient. "

When the little monk heard this, his tense body relaxed, and he waved his hand and said:

"Holy monk, you don't know anything.

It's not that the little monk refuses to let you in, it's just that Baoling Temple is a royal temple, and it only receives the royal family on weekdays.

If the little monk lets you in, you will be punished by the host!"

Tang Seng was not angry, and bowed slightly: "That's the previous rule!".

After speaking.

The monk violently kicked the door open.

Li Qianye: "..."

Sun Wukong: "..."

Zhu Bajie: "..."

Sha Wujing: "..."

Little White Dragon: "..."

Yes, this is very Tang Seng.

"Who dares to trespass on Baoling Temple, don't you want to live?"

With bursts of shouting, a large group of monks poured in from all directions.

When they saw the appearance of Zhu Bajie and the others, the group of monks were startled and took a few steps back.

Tang Seng smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Good, which of you is the abbot?"

"Who?".

A meditation room in the distance opened, and an old monk in a brightly colored robe walked out.

But then.

When he saw the faces of Zhu Bajie and Sun Wukong, he almost fell down in fright.

What the hell is this?

Youkai!

The abbot exclaimed.

Tang Seng stepped forward and looked at the other party lightly: "You are the abbot of Baolin Temple?"

When the abbot saw Tang Seng, his ups and downs were relieved

"Yes, Lao Qu is the abbot of Baolin Temple, I don't know where the holy monk came from and where he is going?"

Tang Seng glanced at him and said proudly

"The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the eastern soil, and wanted to go to the west to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures, passing by the treasure temple, and wanted to spend a night in your land!"

The abbot was very embarrassed and hesitated

"The holy monk doesn't know that Baoling Temple, as a royal temple, has always only received royal families. "

"Really?".

Tang Seng sneered, began to pretend again, and stomped hard under his feet.

Hearing only a boom, the entire Baoling Temple shook, like an earthquake.

Li Qianye and the others were speechless.

it!

The Tang monk who built the foundation realm can't be provoked!