Chapter 9 Monkey King Monkey King

As soon as Tang Seng looked up, he saw Wang Sheng's figure. He was pleasantly surprised and waved his hands at Wang Sheng.

"Director, Director, the poor monk is here, you finally came to save us."

Zhu Bajie was also very happy, "My old pig knew that the mysterious voice would not lie to us, the director really came."

Drifting still smiled foolishly.

Wang Sheng was stunned. Could the mysterious voice be the system? I am really the expert that Tang Seng expects!

All the monks in the courtyard, including Daoxin, were taken aback. Is this Zen disciple who is exceptionally talented in Dharma a master who conceals his identity?

"Director, hurry up and revive this ginseng fruit tree. The poor monk is still in a hurry to get the Western Scriptures." Tang Seng was delighted, and he said it as a matter of course, as if it was easy for Wang Sheng to revive this ginseng fruit tree.

Wang Sheng pointed at himself with trembling fingers, "Am I really an expert?"

"Of course, the director is the one who can save us from the hands of Immortal Zhenyuanzi." Tang Seng nodded inexplicably.

Seeing the expressions of all the eminent Buddhist monks getting more and more strange, especially the way his master Daoxin and senior brother Hongren looked at him more and more strangely, Wang Sheng felt very sad and indignant.

He still has plans to stay in Zen if he fails the mission, how can he explain it now.

"It turns out that you were the one who robbed Tang Seng and the others. With your spatial supernatural powers, I couldn't find any traces of them."

Zhen Yuanzi actually returned at this time, he was hanging in the void, staring at Wang Sheng coldly with anger, the floating dust in his hand moved automatically without wind.

"Character: Zhen Yuanzi."

"Level: Daluo Jinxian."

"Special reminder: The host's life is currently under extreme threat, please pay attention to safety."

Wang Sheng's mouth is trembling, pay attention to safety, a hammer! Paying attention to safety can be really safe!

Wang Sheng felt that he was about to suffocate to death. This was not an illusion, but Zhen Yuanzi's too strong aura had formed a real field to suppress him firmly.

Just when his face was pale and his whole body was exhausted, and he couldn't hold on any longer, the sky suddenly shook, and the shock was so strong that everyone present couldn't help shaking back and forth even though they had cultivation bases.

The next moment, a golden pillar piercing the sky suddenly rose up, inserted straight into the clouds and began to stir back and forth. Immediately, the thousands of miles of clouds shattered, and the sky darkened suddenly. With this strong vibration, it seemed like the sky was turned upside down.

A slightly shrill voice shook the sky.

"Old Zhenyuan, quickly let that monk out, or don't blame the old grandson for smashing your Wuzhuang Temple."

All the eminent monks in the courtyard were astonished, but Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment and then overjoyed, the great saint is here! Grandpa is saved!

"What a monkey, how dare you come to my Wuzhuang Temple to act wild!" Zhen Yuanzi's face was ashen, very angry, he threw Wang Sheng and flew to the golden cudgel across the sky.

Wang Sheng's body and mind relaxed and he fell to the ground, and Hongren who was beside him hurriedly helped him up.

At this moment, no one was paying attention to him. Everyone was looking at the huge golden cudgel in the sky, and their hearts were shocked.

No one will not know the owner of that thing!

He once made a big fuss in the underworld to destroy the books of life and death, and he once penetrated the heavenly palace without anyone to check and balance. It is a stone monkey, it is Sun Wukong, the Monkey King who is so powerful in the world!

"Master, the senior brother is here!" Zhu Bajie shouted in surprise.

The Drifting Monk beside him smiled even more honestly, but Tang Seng shook his head and didn't respond.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi had already flown to the top of the golden cudgel, he flung out his sleeve and shook the huge golden cudgel back and forth, causing the ground and the sky to vibrate immediately.

The golden cudgel shrunk quickly as if trying to avoid the attack, and then turned into a stream of light and flew into the distance with a shake. Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and chased after him.

The disappearance of the two figures stopped the shaking of the sky and the earth, and then Wang Sheng noticed that there were many rays of light following Zhen Yuanzi and the golden cudgel away.

It's all about watching the excitement!

"Master, senior brother is no match for that old man." Zhu Bajie shouted anxiously.

Tang Seng clasped his hands together, with a calm expression, "Amitabha, that Poor Monkey killed innocent people indiscriminately, and the poor monk has already expelled him from the school. What does his matter have nothing to do with the poor monk?"

Hearing this, Wang Sheng wanted to give Tang Seng a hammer, the young master is incapable of saving you, you use the young master as a backer, your apprentice did not hesitate to anger Zhen Yuanzi for you, but you did not appreciate it.

"Hehe, that bald donkey, do you think my old grandson is trying to save you? If it weren't for the fact that the golden hoop on your head is so annoying, my old grandson can go to my Huaguo Mountain to be at ease." The shrill voice rang in my ears side.

Although Wang Sheng was weak, he still looked up in surprise.

I saw a figure suddenly appearing in front of the oil pan. He was wearing a gold hoop, with a sharp-billed monkey cheek and Lei Gong's mouth. A pair of golden elves gleamed. He was wearing a golden chain mail, a golden crown with feathers on his head, and a red cloak fluttering in the wind. Holding a golden stick in his hand.

It is Monkey King Monkey King!

Wang Sheng was almost dumbfounded watching it. The real Dashengye was more domineering than the original TV series, and the majestic aura seemed to fill the air.

But the great saint appeared here, what happened to the huge golden cudgel in the sky that lured Zhen Yuanzi away?

Monkey King stopped talking to Tang Seng, and he blew out a breath towards the stake.

"Give it to my old grandson."

The rope on the stake snapped.

"Okay, hurry up and go with my old grandson, that old Zhenyuan is really powerful, I'm afraid my old grandson's clone won't last long, Bajie, help some bald donkeys, Junior Brother Sha hurry to find little Bailong." The Holy Father didn't waste any effort.

"Okay, senior brother." Sand Monk answered innocently, picked up the crescent shovel and left the yard.

Zhu Bajie also quickly helped Tang Seng up, "Brother Monkey, let's go quickly, old pig, I've had enough these days."

At this time Tang Seng spoke.

"Bajie, let go of being a teacher, and I will not go anywhere as a teacher, and there is a director here to protect the teacher, the teacher is safe and sound, if you want to go, just leave with this monkey." He put his hands together. , sitting cross-legged on the ground and closing his eyes very calmly.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes glared angrily, the bald donkey lost the chain at a critical moment.

Little did he know that Wang Sheng on the side was even more anxious. This Tang Monk is really brain-dead. Where does the young master have the strength to protect you? Are you lying on the ground without looking at the young master? If you leave Wuzhuang temple as soon as possible, maybe this task will be solved.

"Brother Monkey, what Master said is also good. I have some strengths here, so let Master stay here and let's go first." Zhu Bajie put down Tang Seng with a snort, and walked towards Monkey King flicking his sleeves.

"What an idiot!" Sun Wukong glared at Zhu Bajie, and then said to Tang Seng: "My old grandson doesn't care what he is good at, if you go today, you have to go, or if you don't go, you have to go."

As he spoke, he conjured up a rope to tie Tang Seng up, and then led Tang Seng to the sky under the blank gazes of Wang Sheng and the eminent monks in the courtyard.

"Brother, wait for me, old pig." Zhu Bajie hurriedly followed.

In a blink of an eye, Tang Seng and his disciples had disappeared into the sky, and Wang Sheng was pleasantly surprised. Does this mean that his mission is about to be completed.

The four disappeared, and there was a moment of silence in the courtyard. At this moment, Dao Xin turned to look at Wang Sheng, staring at him meaningfully.

Wang Sheng's heart tightened, the master suspected him.

"Amitabha." Daoxin didn't say anything after all, just shook his head and turned his eyes to look at Hongren, "You are here to take care of your junior brother, the old monk and others are going to check the situation."

After speaking, he released the golden cloud and left following the footsteps of monk Tang and his disciples, and all the eminent monks also set up their light to follow.

Only Hongren and Wang Sheng were left in the courtyard. Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed. Everyone saw the scene of Tang Monk and his disciples treating him as an expert just now. The performance of the master just now also showed that he had a grudge. Brother Hongren should be with him. Master feels the same way.

For some reason, he was a little afraid to face his senior brother, and he felt unreasonably guilty.

At this time, Hongren said softly.

"Junior brother, calm down and take care of the breath in your body. Don't worry about other things. Master said that no matter what your status is, as long as you join my Zen sect, you will be a disciple of my Zen sect. The past will not be mentioned. This is what it means to be a brother."

Hongren was actually trying to comfort him, and at the same time Wang Sheng felt a warm current in his body, which was Hongren helping him to calm down the disordered breath caused by Zhen Yuanzi's aura.

Wang Sheng was startled, turned his head to look at the senior brother, but saw that the senior brother had already closed his eyes and concentrated on regulating his breath.

Seeing that serious face, he felt warm in his heart. He didn't expect his master and senior brother to think like this, and listening to the voice, it seemed that the master had doubted his origin long ago, but he just didn't take it to heart.

As a teacher of Zen Buddhism, he seems to have really done the right thing.

He closed his eyes and crossed his knees in peace to recover the breath in his body, allowing his senior brother's true energy to rush around in his body. At this moment, a roar that shook the world resounded in his ears.

"What a monkey head, how dare you use your avatar to mess up the mind of the poor." It was Zhen Yuanzi who appeared in the courtyard. After seeing the situation in the courtyard clearly, he already understood that Monkey King led him away to save others, and he was even more angry.

"What audacity!" After speaking, he stared at Wang Sheng coldly.

Wang Sheng was suppressed by his aura again, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Amitabha." Hong Ren hurriedly released his true energy to stand in front of Wang Sheng, "I also ask the Great Immortal to show mercy for the face of the little monk and master."

"Hmph!" Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, and then the floating dust flicked away, and his figure disappeared in the courtyard.

"Junior Brother Huiming, are you okay?" Hongren supported Wang Sheng eagerly.

Wang Sheng felt that all internal organs in his body were moving. This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury. He tried his best to shake his head and said with a pale face, "Brother, don't worry, little brother is fine."

But at this time, Wang Sheng felt a sudden darkness in front of his eyes. This was not because he lost consciousness, but because the outside world suddenly became dark.

The sky and the earth seemed to be covered by a curtain, blocking the sun, the moon and the stars, so neither Wang Sheng nor Hongren could see any light.

"Amitabha, it seems that this is what Immortal Zhenyuanzi has in his sleeve." Hongren who was on the side sighed.

Wang Sheng was dumbfounded, this is something in his sleeve! Zhen Yuanzi zoomed in on his move?

At this time, the system sounded.

"Drip, remind, Tang Seng and his disciples have been recaptured by Zhen Yuanzi, the mission continues."

As the system sound fell, the black curtain in front of him slowly dissipated, and the sky became bright again.