Chapter 147 Pain Can Be Transferred
Seeing Guanyin's eyes widened and looking at him in disbelief, Jiang Yuliang roared again.
"Oh, keep going, I'll turn around right now."
Guanyin turned around aggrievedly and said: "Ahead of you, at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, I have arranged a disciple for you to learn the scriptures. If you go and accept him yourself, it will save you countless troubles on your journey westward."
After saying that, he floated away on the auspicious clouds, fearing that if he stayed any longer, Jin Chanzi would be angry to death, and he was also afraid that he would lose control and kill the other party directly.
"Who are these people? They are so fucking awesome."
Guanyin couldn't help but complain in her heart. If it weren't for the purpose of traveling to the west, she would have slapped him to death.
"Isn't he a mortal? How can he know so many things?"
"Did his system tell him that?"
Guanyin rode the auspicious clouds and stayed away from Jin Chanzi. If she was with such a fool, she was afraid that she would be infected.
【bite! Please ask the host to collect Jin Chanzi's corpse immediately, and you will be rewarded with 100,000 achievement points and 1 million merits. 】
Just when Guanyin was cursing in her heart and wanted to escape from this place immediately, the system in her mind that had been silent for a long time rang again.
"The system is great. You have finally upgraded successfully. Do you know how I have been spending these days?"
"I'm afraid that others will find out about my plot against Tathagata. I'm so scared that I can only live in Luojia Mountain without daring to stand out. Do you know how miserable I am these days?"
When the system went online, Guanyin was so excited that she expressed her bitterness.
【bite! Bao'er has been wronged. Didn't I upgrade? Besides, the reward this time is so generous, so it should be regarded as compensation for you. 】
Perhaps Lin Chen was angry at his own system, which caused the attitudes of the system's subsystems to change 180 degrees.
He is no longer so condescending, but has become much more approachable to the people.
"Hehe, I knew the system would never abandon me."
"Collecting Jin Chanzi's body?"
"Isn't this the Two Realms Mountain? Is there a monster who wants to kill Jin Chanzi?"
Guanyin's mind went back and forth a thousand times before finally thinking of a possibility.
That was what happened at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. Although the former Holy Son of the Monster Clan was abandoned by Saint Nuwa in Huaguo Mountain, he was still the former Holy Son after all.
He had the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal when he was born, and after practicing for hundreds of years, his cultivation had already reached the peak of Taiyi.
As long as he secretly adds some information, Jin Chanzi will still be completely dead?
Thinking of this, she hid in the clouds, slowly came to the sky above Wuzhi Mountain, and waited quietly.
"Damn it, come as soon as you say, leave as soon as you say, how amazing is it that you can fly?"
"When I complete the system mission, I have to let it give me a more awesome flying prop."
Turning around and looking at Guanyin who had disappeared into the sky, Jiang Yuliang couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth.
Nothing was good in the prehistoric times. What he envied was the group of gods who came and went freely, flying into the sky and escaping at every turn.
It's not like him. Although he is a holy monk who has been reincarnated for ten times, he can't do the most basic things like flying in the clouds and riding in the mist. He has to rely on his legs to go anywhere.
Traffic relies on walking and communication relies on shouting. No one is worse off than him.
"Hey, system, system, can you please give me some strength and give me Teng Yun's skills?"
While complaining, he walked towards the mountain stream in the distance that was shaped like five fingers.
"Hehe, Monkey King, that is the absolute protagonist of Journey to the West."
"I don't know if you are like the legend. I hope you won't tarnish the perfect image of the Monkey King in my mind."
Holding a nine-ring tin staff and wearing a lady's cassock given by Guanyin, he was limping and planning in his mind how to beat the Monkey King to a big cock fight.
And it's still a hundred times, that's the Monkey King. Although I don't know what level his cultivation level is, but a ruthless person who can cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace, his cultivation level is at least Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Otherwise, why would those gods act with you? Don’t gods want dignity?
From a distance, you can see the four-character mantra of Amitabha shining with Buddha's light on Wuzhi Mountain.
"It's over. This Wuzhishan Mountain is so big. How should I find Monkey Sun? Are you going to ask me to walk all over Wuzhishan Mountain?"
Jiang Yuliang was holding Nuo Da's Wuzhishan, feeling troubled.
"Is there anyone?"
"Hey!"
"Is there anyone? I am a holy monk from the Eastern Land of the Tang Dynasty to the Western Heaven to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Can anyone show me the way?"
Although Jiang Yuliang has endless merits and virtues, he is still a mortal after all.
Merit can only guarantee that he will not be possessed by evil spirits and that he will not be born, old, sick or dead.
But he will also feel tired and helpless.
I just walked around the foot of the mountain for an hour, but I still didn't get out of the mountain stream. I was even said to have walked around Wuzhi Mountain.
"Uh, why am I so stupid?"
"It must have been dirty by the female monster, which made my thinking a little slow!"
Jiang Yuliang looked at the towering mountains and suddenly slapped his forehead, looking like he was so stupid.
"Why are you looking for that monkey? Why don't you just pick off the four-character mantra yourself?"
So I took out the wine bottle and wanted to moisten my throat, but thinking about the diarrhea just now, I finally swallowed, put down the wine bottle, and climbed up slowly with heavy legs.
However, at this moment, an anxious voice came vaguely, as if calling someone a master, which made him overjoyed.
He ran away looking for the source of the sound.
In a short time, we arrived at the foot of a mountain, where a furry head was perfectly embedded in the cliff.
"Master, here!"
"here!"
"I'm here!"
"Behind your butt!"
The suppressed Sun Wukong looked at Jin Chanzi who was spinning around blindly, and even pointed his big butt at him, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing the other party's silly and not very smart appearance, Sun Wukong really doubted whether the other party was a holy monk who had reincarnated ten times.
"Ah!"
"What the hell is this?"
"It's hairy and ugly. How can a stone give birth to such an ugly thing?"
Hearing the voice behind him, Jin Chanzi knew that he could no longer pretend.
Turning around and looking at Sun Wukong embedded in the crack of the stone, he pretended to be startled and kept patting his chest.
"I..."
"You..."
"I am the recognized handsome monkey king in our mountain!"
In the end, the speechless Sun Wukong could only comfort himself silently like this.
The most important thing at the moment is to let the other party rescue him. He can't stimulate the other party because of a momentary anger, causing the other party to run away. Who can he cry to?
"Are you the holy monk? Did you go to the West to seek the scriptures from the Tang Dynasty?"
"I am the disciple that Guanyin Bodhisattva found for you. I will help you go to the West to seek the scriptures."
"Please save me!"
Sun Wukong has been waiting for hundreds of years, and the day of rescue is today.
He was too excited, and no one had talked to him for a long time, so his words were like machine guns, spitting out non-stop.
"The disciple that Sister Guanyin arranged for me?"
"How did you grow in a stone?"
"Are you a monster?"
Jiang Yuliang looked him up and down, and was very disappointed.
How can this be the Monkey King?
It's just an ugly monster, not beautiful at all.
The hairy face and thunder god mouth, although not a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but it's almost the same.