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- "I'm really convinced by you! Was your mother extremely emotionally unstable when she gave birth to you?" The old monk sitting on the wild boar rolled his eyes, looked at Huang Mao speechlessly, and said: "Senior, is this what you want to do again?" Journey to the West wants me to learn scriptures, otherwise, why did it create me?"
"Let's go! Get some more game for seniors!"
"Bajie, you eat! You eat again!"
Seeing that the wild boar was eating the mushrooms below, the old monk's eyes twitched and said: "What's so delicious about this! When you go to your senior's home, you realize that except for the food made by your senior, the rest of the food in the world is garbage! "
"Bajie, be good!"
"Don't be naughty!"
"Walk!"
"" The corners of the wild boar's eyes twitched. To be honest, if he was stronger than this old monk, he would definitely beat him up now, ah, no, beat him up!
I really can¡¯t stand it!
"Monk Sha, I almost forgot about you! I can't help it, the book says your sense of presence is the worst! You talk more!"
The old monk said.
""
The corners of the red-haired monk's eyes kept twitching, and he almost took out a dagger and killed himself!
It¡¯s so annoying!
This old monk is really annoying!
"Um!"
"I heard a sound, it was the sound of a wild boar! Over there! Bajie, it's over there! Your sense of direction is really bad!" The old monk was speechless and patted Bajie's butt hard with his right hand.
"Ouch!" Bajie screamed.
The group of people quickly headed west.
We need to kill that porcupine demon.
The porcupine demon didn¡¯t know anything about it.
The little demon below made an excited voice.
"The porcupine is invincible! The porcupine is mighty!"
The sound is very loud.
However.
at this time.
A discordant voice sounded.
"Congratulations! You have become senior's favorite meal!"
An old monk was riding on a wild boar and walking towards this side. He looked at the piece of iron in front of him and his eyes widened: "God's Ice Iron! This is God's Ice Iron!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"I understand! I understand!"
Behind.
Liu Qingfeng and Huang Mao looked at the old monk in confusion.
What did the old monk understand?
"Senior has indeed left out everything! According to "Journey to the West", this piece of divine ice iron is the material for making a nine-tooth nail rake! Bajie! Senior is going to make a nine-tooth nail rake for you!"
The old monk said with a smile.
""
The corners of the pig demon¡¯s eyes twitched.
I haven¡¯t read much, don¡¯t lie to me!
"Who are you?" Ahead, the porcupine said coldly. Although the pig is very thick-skinned, what he cares about most is his own face!
Now, these ungrateful people dare to provoke him like this.
It¡¯s really hateful!
Around them, the little demons were also stunned, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
Are these people crazy?
How dare you talk to their king like this?
"Without further delay! We need to prepare more game. I'm going to kill this porcupine!"
Liu Qingfeng said, about to take a step.
At this time.
The voice of the old monk came, and the voice was very sharp.
At this moment.
He jumped down from the wild boar.
Then, he looked left and right.
First, he glanced at the wild boar, and then at the porcupine.
Everyone was confused.
What is this old monk thinking?
Could it be that you have understood what your senior said again?
"Master, have you understood what your senior said again?"
Huang Mao asked humbly. He found that coming out this time was of great help to him.
It¡¯s not the help of cultivation.
It¡¯s about helping with things!
Especially now that he has the unlucky luck of being next to an expert!
No matter what, I have to do my best to please the master.
By then, will it not be an easy and simple thing to get a chance?
"No!" the old monk said slowly, "I was just thinking, is this one Bajie? Or is that one Bajie?"
"Yes! Both are pigs. I wonder which one is Bajie? Which one is better to eat?"
Liu Qingfeng thought for a while and asked.
""
The corners of the wild boar¡¯s eyes twitched, and the hair on the entire body stood on end.
You don¡¯t play like this!
Just because the porcupine found the god Bingtie, do you think this pig is Bajie?
"I am Bajie! Monk, I am Bajie!"
Zhu Ganghye's desire to survive was very strong and he shouted: "Monk, I like to listen to your songs the most!"
He doesn¡¯t want to die!
Poor, weak, helpless.
Hear this.
The old monk¡¯s eyes immediately lit up and he said: ¡°This porcupine is definitely not Bajie!¡±
""
The corners of Zhu Gang¡¯s eyes twitched.
Does this all work?
At this moment.
The porcupine demon really couldn't bear it. It roared deeply and said: "Where do you think this place is? Is it a vegetable market? Come here and make a lot of noise!"
at this time.
The old monk squinted his eyes, looked at the porcupine demon in front of him, and shouted: "You are so talented, but you dare to do the same thing!"
"The mighty Tianlong!"
"Daluo spell!"
"Prajna Buddhas!"
"Prajna is empty!"
The voice fell.
He directly raised his right hand and slapped it out.
boom!
It¡¯s just such a slap.
This porcupine demon died immediately!
When the little demons around saw this scene, they were dumbfounded. You know, their king cultivation had just reached the late stage of the Tribulation Realm!
However, it was slapped to death by the old monk!
Behind.
When Huang Mao saw this scene, his eyes widened with an expression of extreme shock.
This old monk¡¯s strength is too terrifying!
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In another courtyard.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.
It has been a year since Mo Fan came to this world of cultivating immortals.
During this year, he met many friendly monks.
It was these monks who told him that the world was not as scary or dark as he imagined.
This is a friendly world!
To increase feelings!
Mo Fan decided to hold a banquet!
A banquet is a form of social interaction and food.
Through banquets, you can not only enjoy the art of food, but also enhance interpersonal communication.
Mo Fan feels that it is necessary to have a relationship with these immortal cultivators.
These days.
He is writing invitations.
He thought of many people he knew, such as Li Beilu and so on.
You must build a good relationship. If you need to ask for help in the future, it will be difficult to do so.
I remember that after graduating from college, a classmate who hadn¡¯t contacted him for a long time contacted him one day, and the first time he contacted him, he wanted to borrow money!
Mo Fan blocked this person without saying anything!
Please keep in touch!
At this moment.
Mo Fan is holding a writing brush and writing invitations.
Qingqing was grinding ink beside him.
Long Er was swinging on the swing.
soon.
Mo Fan has finished writing the invitation.
but.
Who will deliver it?
"Master Mo, let me deliver it! I can fly with a sword!"
The Sword Spirit Ancestor said.
¡°Then it¡¯ll be troublesome for the baby!¡±
Mo Fan said.
"No trouble!"
The Sword Spirit Ancestor smiled softly.
"Let me help too!"
Bai Ling said.
"Miss Bai, there is no need to trouble you!" Mo Fan said, how can you let a mythical beast complete such a small thing!
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