Chapter 92: The Dung-Throwing Army!

Master Ran Deng couldn't resist his impulse and raised his hand to grab it. The golden light was brilliant, just like the Buddha taking action to suppress evil spirits.

Uh-huh!

The big golden hand fell from the sky and pressed heavily on the Big Mushroom King.

In an instant, sand and dust billowed.

"Master Ran Deng is mighty!" everyone exclaimed excitedly.

Master Ran Deng said solemnly: "This ancient medicine is destined to my Buddha, so I accepted it first."

Boom!

At this time, the golden hand was shattered to pieces.

"That's too much. Why are you slapping me on the head!?" The aura on Big Mushroom King's body was terrifying. He felt aggrieved and mixed with anger at the same time.

"Oh my God, this is the best medicine king!" Everyone was horrified. The opponent's cultivation aura was that of Perfect Golden Pill.

Master Ran Deng had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Don't be so arrogant, evildoer!"

"Big Mushroom King, he wants to arrest you for auction!" Youyao King shouted.

The Big Mushroom King was stunned for a moment, then his anger surged, "I won't let you succeed! Watch your move!"

Uh-huh.

The Big Mushroom King jumped up, like a mountain bearing down on top, and then smashed towards Master Ran Deng.

The power released is extremely terrifying, even Yuanying monks are terrified.

Master Ran Deng suppressed his inner uneasiness, raised his hands above his head, chanted sutras crazily in his mouth, and his whole body was enveloped in the sacred Buddha's light, as if he was about to become a Buddha on the spot.

"I have an indestructible body, you can't... ah!!"

Rumble~

The explosion shook the earth.

Everyone came back to their senses and were stunned.

Under the Big Mushroom King's buttocks, an old monk with white eyebrows was pressed tightly. He was vomiting blood and his face was in pain.

After all, this is a creature of the Medicine Clan that is second only to the Immortal Medicine level, and is the undisputed master of the Medicine King Valley.

Even though Master Ran Deng has developed an indestructible body due to his cultivation, in the face of the mighty King of Mushrooms, he is like a piece of window paper that can be broken by a poke.

"Let you pat my head! Let you pat my head!!" Big Mushroom King was very excited. He jumped up repeatedly and hit Master Ran Deng hard, obviously venting his dissatisfaction.

"Ah!!" Master Ran Deng was hit so hard that his body twitched, his eyes were about to burst, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would have been teleported away under such an attack.

But Master Ran Deng is different. His physical defense is extremely abnormal. Even if he withstands such a huge attack, his life is not in danger.

Therefore, in this situation, all he could do was make a fool of himself and be trampled by the Big Mushroom King repeatedly, but he had no power to resist!

"master!"

Everyone cried out sadly.

Master Ran Deng seemed to have a mask of pain on his face as he gritted his teeth and said, "Nie Zhan, you have the guts to make me wake up!"

Upon hearing this, the Big Mushroom King obediently got off him. When Master Ran Deng was about to stand up tremblingly, he sat down again.

"ah!"

Master Ran Deng felt very uncomfortable after being hit, and he was angry and anxious. He wished he could be teleported out immediately to avoid being embarrassed here.

"Big Mushroom King, leave this old bald donkey to us and let him taste our power!" Youyao King suggested.

"good!"

Just in case, the Big Mushroom King summoned two green vines to tightly trap Master Ran Deng's hands and feet. Because this was its power, Master Ran Deng could not break free.

"You, what do you want to do? Buddha will not forgive you!" Master Ran Deng realized what was about to happen. He thought of the unbearable scene last time in Yaowang Valley. Goosebumps appeared all over his body and his back oozed. Feeling cold.

He originally thought that he would be able to avenge his shame this time and not make the same mistake again, but in the end, a big medicine king shot out halfway and suppressed him easily.

It’s really not as good as God’s calculation!

"Come on, take off his clothes!" The medicine kings were filled with indignation and rushed over to tear him apart randomly.

"Stop! I am an eminent Buddhist monk! You will be punished for doing this!" Master Ran Deng was frightened and angry, his body felt cold, and his expression was filled with shame and anger.

The male monks present looked strange, and the female monks looked contemptuous.

"Hang up this old bald ass!!"

"good!"

Soon, Master Ran Deng was hung on a bamboo, like an exhibit for everyone to see.

Feeling countless strange looks, Master Ran Deng's old face was burning, and the sadness and anger in his heart reached its peak.

"Next, it's your turn!" A group of medicine tribes approached the group of monks with menacing force.

"Medicine masters, it's none of our business, please show your respect!"

"We are just here for a visit, why do we need to fight and kill?"

"Give me a chance!"

Everyone turned pale with fear and said in a panic.

As the saying goes, scholars cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. Seeing the fate of Master Ran Deng, they are also afraid of becoming the next one.

If he was really humiliated like this, he would probably have inner demons and live in the shadows for the rest of his life.

Chi Jingzhi had an idea and said, "I have a good idea. Let these humans roll dung balls and hit the old bald donkey. If they hit the old bald donkey hard, they will be fine."

"Um?"

The other medicine kings were surprised.

"King Jing, you are such a fucking genius!"

"I admire you for being able to come up with such a damaging move!"

"But where did this dung ball come from?"

Hear the words.

Chi Jingzhi shook his head and said proudly: "Have you forgotten? In the territory I am in charge of, there are a bunch of spirit-horned cattle living in it, and they produce a lot of smelly cakes every day, which is enough to rub the dung balls!"

"King Jing is so generous, but he has the most stinky daddy!" a companion said with emotion.

You know, there are many medicinal herbs growing in Yaowang Valley, and the stinky poop discharged by spirit beasts is the best fertilizer, and both sides are in a mutually beneficial relationship.

Therefore, Chi Jingzhi proposed to use stinky poop to hit the old bald donkey, just like the monks outside using spirit crystals to hit people!

"This..." Everyone looked at each other and secretly complained. Isn't this asking them to offend a person in the Tribulation Realm?

Soon, a large number of black objects fell from the sky and piled up on the ground like a hill, emitting bursts of unpleasant cow dung smell.

The medicine clan at the scene became restless. This is a gift from nature for them!

"You, hurry up!" Chi Jingzhi instructed a young man in a Confucian robe, motioning him to do it quickly.

The young man in the Confucian robe took two steps back and waved his hands in fear, "I, I dare not!"

"Then you will be like him, stripped naked and hung there!" Chi Jingzhi added: "And tied together! The kind that sticks to each other!"

"Hiss--!!!"

Everyone gasped and felt a chill.

It's cruel, too cruel!

The young man in the Confucian robe felt numb, and naturally didn't want to have such close contact. He gritted his teeth and said, "Will others be the same as me?"

"Of course!"

"Then I'll throw it!"

The young man in the Confucian robe was determined. After all, there were so many victims present, and with such a huge number of people to back him up, his rude behavior seemed as light as a feather.

Afterwards, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the young man in the Confucian robe resisted the nausea, rubbed out a standard round dung ball, raised his hand tremblingly, and aimed at the skinny figure hanging on the bamboo.

Master Ran Deng looked grim, and reminded: "Donor, please follow the guidance of your heart, and don't be coerced by external forces! Those are all floating clouds, floating clouds!"

"Thank you for your advice, Master!"

The young man in Confucian robes was relieved, and said respectfully: "You are right, follow your heart!"

Master Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief, with a kind face: "Well, the child can..."

Pah!

The next second, the dung ball hit his face fiercely, and from a distance it looked like a black flower blooming.

Master Ran Deng's expression was frozen on his face, and the smell of cow dung inhaled into his nose.

Amit, you really dare to smash it! ! !

"Master is worthy of being a master, he doesn't care about my offense at all, this is a real monk!" The young man in Confucian robes was grateful.

"Good, good, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Master Ran Deng pretended to be free and easy, laughing, thinking that after going out, he would kill this kid!

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

What is the realm?

This is it!

"Master, I'm sorry for offending you!"

Seeing the young man in Confucian robes take the lead, the monks behind him rushed to rub dung balls and throw them at Master Ran Deng.

Pah pah pah~!

Then, countless dung balls fell on the white-browed old monk with a parabolic angle, accurately and perfectly.

From head to toe, they were in close contact with cow dung.

"Why don't you guys throw? Do you want to be like him?" Chi Jingzhi threatened.

The Zen meditation in the Hanging Temple looked embarrassed.

"Everyone, throw it while there are so many people now." A fellow disciple said cautiously.

"Hey, I believe Master Ran Deng will understand us." The others sighed and said compassionately: "Buddha has mercy~"

Then, they excitedly joined the army of throwing dung.

Master Ran Deng was hit by dung balls like a storm, and he was extremely sad and angry, but he could do nothing about it. This was even worse than the humiliation he suffered last time!

If I had known earlier, I would not have come to Yaowang Valley!

"Enough! Enough!"

"Enough... Ugh!!!"

Master Ran Deng was about to yell a few times, but someone threw a dung ball so accurately that it flew into his mouth. He swallowed it subconsciously, and the pungent and disgusting smell choked his face and turned the color of liver. Two lines of turbid tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

This taste is really good!