Chapter 662 (2/2)

The swordsman didn't follow up. No one knows whether there are other demons in the dark. The power of pig Bajie and monk Sha is not enough to protect Tang Sanzang: ”demons are rampant, and the pain is still those ordinary people.”

Tang Sanzang sighed, the earth is full of filthy demons, and those reclusive experts only like to avoid the world and practice, but they rarely manage the affairs of the world. The Mahayana sutra of the West celestial spirit mountain is the supreme Sutra of Buddhism. People with wisdom will naturally understand the method of practice from it, and only hope that they can protect the creatures of this heaven and earth.

The dark curtain swept the world. Within a moment, the magic power of the monkey king was a little restless, but after a fierce fight, Ji Chen frowned.

With the monkey king's ability to make trouble in the heavenly palace, why is it so hard for the last little demon: ”Monkey King, how do I feel that you have stepped back?”

The monkey king's eyes flashed a fine light. He didn't step back, but his strength became more and more concise. The five hundred years in the five elements mountain dissipated his anger. Without the addition of anger, his strength would look much weaker.

”Ha, it's only been more than 500 years since I practiced. If I really want to count, my mana is not pure. After all, I took the old gentleman's pill.”

Ji Chen shook his head. Monkey King learned the magic skills from Bodhi guru, and his own cultivation method is a great immortal formula. As for the fighting method, I'm afraid it's instinct. There are no rules to speak of, but it's honed step by step.

”Seventy two changes, somersaults and clouds. Your ancestor didn't teach you the way of fighting.”

In the whole journey to the west, in addition to the flying method of tumbling clouds, the monkey king also has the way of change. His combat power is not very obvious.

Ji Chen doesn't know how to stick. From the beginning of his life, he is a sword immortal: ”in terms of power, Wukong's brute force is great. If he meets the later generation of Taiji, if he is in the same state, I'm afraid Wukong will be suppressed.”

The way of Tai Chi lies in hardness and softness. Hardness is not strong, and softness is not strong.

In the twinkling light in her mind, Ji Chen unconsciously stood up and waved her hands. The sword force in her body broke out. In the blink of an eye, a Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of everyone.

”Hmm?” the monkey king frowned, because the moment the swordsman started, there seemed to be a strange position around him and others.

”Circle by circle, I feel dizzy. I'd better sleep.” looking at the swordsman practicing boxing, Zhu Bajie muttered, turned over and fell directly to the ground to sleep.

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up. As Zhu Bajie said, the swordsman's boxing method seemed to surround a ball: ”the fool's eyes are not bad.”

It seemed that his hands were itching. Looking at the swordsman practicing boxing, the walker stepped out and punched him directly.

”Well done.”

The swordsman's eyes flashed and the walker's fist was fast, but he was faster. His right hand was directly stuck to the other party's hand and moved at his feet. He directly obeyed his own will through the strength of the other party and pulled it aside. As soon as his step changed, he made the Walker stumble.

”Hey, it's sticky and weak. It's not good.”

Monkey King shook his head and jumped out of the Tai Chi aura. For him, he still likes the hard hitting.

Ji Chen shook his head and slowly finished his work. With a bang, a Tai Chi pattern appeared at his feet: ”break ten thousand methods with one force. That's just the ideal fighting method. We are not Pangu and don't have that much power.”

At dawn, Bajie turned into a huge wild boar to arch the persimmon field. After two days, it finally opened the road from here to the front.

Zhu Ziguo, a prosperous country, came here and wanted to have a rest here. Even Tang Sanzang, who was used to this life, couldn't stand it.

After settling down in a post station, Sun Wukong left a thought on Tang Sanzang and walked to the street. Monkey sex is fun. At this moment, how can we not go to see such a busy city.

”Alas, your majesty has not gone to court for a long time.”

”Well, the list has been posted for several years, but no one can cure him.”

The monkey king tilted his head, glanced at the news on the emperor's list, and then took off the list with a move.

”Oh, someone took the list.”

”Who, let me see, ah monster”

The crowd looked back at the monkey king who took over the list. He had a hairy face and a Leigong mouth, but he startled the people around him and hurriedly avoided it.

At this time, he saw a team of soldiers running up: ”who unveiled the imperial list, come into the palace with me.”

Looking at the monkey king holding the emperor's list in his hand is like waving a small flag. These soldiers, whether they are monsters or not, directly hold it in one hand and walk towards the palace: ”it's you. If you can't cure your majesty, you'll lose your head.”

Monkey King grinned. He was just playing for a while. It was not easy for him to get sick in the world. At the same time, he also wanted to go to the palace.

In the palace, the monkey king was dragged to the bedroom by the soldiers all the way. He looked at the king moaning in a low voice on the bed and bowed his hand

”Your Majesty, the people have found a strange man who can cure your disease.”

The king on the bed waved his hand. Over the years, he has seen few doctors. He has drunk a lot of medicine every day. Now he feels like vomiting as long as he smells the medicine.

The monkey king raised his eyebrows and flashed a light of fire in his eyes. He swept the king on the bed: ”panic and worry, the disease of losing two birds.”

The king looked stunned. He knew it before he saw it. He was so happy that he couldn't help getting up from bed and lifting the curtain: ”ah, monster”

However, when the king saw the appearance of the monkey king, he was startled. This is not a strange man. It is clearly a refined monkey.

Monkey King shrugged: ”I'm so handsome. You're an official. You're not sensible.”

The king took a deep breath. Since the other party could see his illness, he might really have a way to cure himself, even if it was a monster: ”it's my faux pas, this strong man, can you really cure me?”

Monkey King grinned: ”your illness is just a small matter. However, I still have my master and younger martial brother in the post station. Can you invite them to come?”

When the king heard the speech, he immediately waved his hand and asked the guards to invite Tang Sanzang and Bajie to the palace. Nothing is better than good health. This disease has tortured him for many years. Now he just wants to cure the disease and have a good meal.

”Brother monkey, you are a veterinarian!”