After physical influence on Sun Wukong, the Western Heaven Funeral Group became a duo, and as for the Sha Monk and Zhu Bajie, they had already failed.

Ning Que planned to influence some monsters on the way. After all, there are many Buddhists in the West, so he must at least be strong.

"Master, this is a hundred and eight thousand miles to the west. The journey is long. It is better for Lao Sun to carry you to the west, so he is unconscious."

What Sun Wukong thought of was to arrive in the West as soon as possible and get rid of it as soon as possible.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Ning Que glanced at Sun Wukong and said that he could teleport to the west, but in order to destroy the plan of Journey to the West, the demons and monsters along the way still had to fight, which would be considered to be a loss of the vitality of the immortals and Buddhas.

Ning Que's journey was not slow, and he headed west with the monkey and soon left the border of the Tang Dynasty.

Compared with the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, the country was prosperous and the people were safe, the outside world was not so peaceful, with demons rampant, bandits rampant, and full of hostility.

After half a day of walking and stopping, Ning Que collected a lot of spiritual herbs and demon specimens, but the big monster did not see it.

Walking forward a hundred miles away, Ning Que and Sun Wukong came to a village.

I could smell the smell of blood from afar. It turned out that a group of bandits were looting the village.

In the chaotic times, people's hearts are like ghosts and their lives are like grass. The same thing happens in many places, so it is better not to be able to control it.

But since you meet, you can't let it go.

"Master, let me kill them."

Sun Wukong volunteered to vent his accumulated anger from several bandits.

"Amitabha, monks should be compassionate and break their limbs, and don't hurt their lives." Ning Que looked kind.

But Sun Wukong shivered and said to himself: "This monk is even more cruel than me, I like it!"

Killing people just tilts the head and breaks their limbs, which cuts off the other party's life. Moreover, the villagers will definitely not let these people go. It seems that they do not kill, but in fact it is more cruel than killing these people directly.

Sun Wukong himself is not a good person. After hearing Ning Que's words, he fell into the village.

Looking at the vicious bandits, Sun Wukong casually said, "If you can't beat me, I will beat you to death."

"The monkey talks, monster."

"A monster!"

The bandits are vicious, but they are all those who bully the weak and fear the strong. When they see Sun Wukong, they are so scared that they gather together.

"Don't be afraid, just a little monkey, how powerful can it be if it becomes a sperm."

As the boss of the bandit, although he was a little scared, he could not be timid in front of his younger brother. He denied that if the people were disbanded, the team would be difficult to lead.

The first move was to take action, and the Nine-ringed Sword in his hand slashed at Sun Wukong's neck.

The blade was sharp, but Sun Wukong did not move at all. The big knife slashed his neck. The neck was fine, but a gap broke out from the blade. Under the reaction force, the bandit leader's hands were numb.

"That's it?"

Sun Wukong smiled disdainfully, grabbed the bandit leader's hand, twisted and pinched it, and amid the crackling sound of bone shattering, the man's arm bone was directly shattered and broken.

"Come here!"

Sun Wukong hooked his fingers, which was extremely provocative.

These bandits were very afraid of this fur-faced Thunder God's mouth, the three-inch-tall monkey spirit. They looked at each other, and someone shouted.

"Kill it, otherwise we will not be able to survive!"

"kill!"

Sun Wukong stood there, letting his sword and axe be used. Its Vajra Indestructible body could not withstand Ning Que's attack, but the swords of these ordinary people could hurt it. The swords of several bandits were chopped and rolled, and they still could not leave any traces on Sun Wukong.

"It's my turn."

Sun Wukong showed a cruel smile, poked out his hand and grabbed the foot of a bandit in front of him, twisted it hard, spraining the man's ankle. He swept his tail and broke a man's arm.

"With your ability, you can still learn to rob your family."

While thinking about it, Sun Wukong broke the limbs of these people.

After a while, several vicious bandits lay limply on the ground, wailing and crying like dead snakes whose bones were removed.

Seeing this, the people around were so scared that they hid and did not dare to show up.

Ning Que walked upstairs, ignored the wailing bandits, and said to Sun Wukong: "Good job, let's go."

Somehow, Sun Wukong was a little happy when he was praised by Ning Queyi.

I think this monk is very fond of his taste.

Walking and stopping, in the afternoon, one person and one monkey came to the Eagle Shouting Stream.

This place is steep and there are fogs in front of you, making it difficult to see the scenery clearly.

Ning Que had long used the power of creation to model Sun Wukong's ability, possessed the golden eyes of the fire, and saw the little white dragon entrenched at the bottom of the pond under the mist.

However, when one person and one monkey were moving forward, the eagle sorrow stream below was silent.

Why didn't this little white dragon come out to cause trouble?

Seeing that the Yingchou Stream was about to pass the Yingchou Stream, Ning Que transformed into a purple gold bowl and threw it into the Yingchou Stream.

"Oh, Wukong's purple gold bowl fell into the pool. Can you help me catch it?"

The monkey blinked his eyes, and he watched the purple gold bowl thrown by "Master Fahai" with his own eyes. The other party actually said that it accidentally dropped it. What about playing with a monkey?

But when he saw Ning Que's sincere eyes, the monkey still felt from the heart and muttered in his heart: "It's so much."

One jumped towards the Yingchou Stream below, plunged into the pool to find the purple gold bowl.

The next moment, roars came from the bottom of the Yingchou Stream, and the Yingchou Stream, which lasted for miles, began to boil and became extremely turbid, as if two wild beasts below were fighting and fighting.

In Ning Que's eyes, a dragon and a monkey underwater were fighting fiercely.

It was said to be a fierce fight, but in fact, Sun Wukong beat Xiao Bailong unilaterally.

During Journey to the West, Sun Wukong once said that he was not good at water, which was definitely fake. This guy made a big fuss in the Dragon Palace, snatched the Dinghai Dinghai Needle, and killed the four dragon kings and thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to throw away their armor.

If the four dragon kings are water, they will also be the overlord of the water.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong was defeated by the underwater monster when he encountered water. It probably was just an excuse he didn't want to make efforts.

With a "boom", a white dragon with dark circles broke out of the water and wanted to fly away.

“Where to go.”

Sun Wukong followed closely behind, grabbed the white dragon's tail, and the earth was a drum dragon and a hammer, staged a classic Hulk's Rocky drama.

I saw Sun Wukong throwing the little white dragon from side to side, and smashing many dragon-shaped marks in the mountains.

Finally, Sun Wukong let go, and the little white dragon broke a large number of stones and trees in succession, and finally broke into a huge pit on the sand on the river beach.

"Hmph, don't let you know how powerful I, Lao Sun is. I really think that even a little loach can bully me, Lao Sun."

The monkey looked down at the little white dragon trapped in the beach below, and spoke disdainfully.

Ning Que stepped forward and looked at the little white dragon. This white dragon was far different from the ancient dragon emperor of Taixu, and his strength was only at level 3, and he was not as powerful as the dragon clan should be.

However, thinking about the status of the dragon clan in Journey to the West, Ning Que was relieved.

"Little White Dragon, from now on, you will be my mount. If you agree, nod your head. If you don't agree, eat dragon meat hotpot. I am very fair. You can choose it yourself." Ning Que took out the Buddha's punishment and offered the conditions kindly.

“…”

There is no choice at all!!

The little white dragon looked at Ning Que weakly, nodded slightly, and then turned into a handsome white horse.

Ning Que slapped the horse in the face: "Who do you look down on me? Let me turn it back."

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[CP: The results of this book are not ideal. Recently, I have been relying on IV to generate electricity. I can’t hold on anymore. I plan to finish this month and open a new book.
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