After winning over Taishang Laojun, Tang Seng was in a great mood. Taishang Laojun is a giant god of the Heavenly Venerable level, the ancestor of Taoism, and the largest boss. Tang Seng had already prepared. If this bull-nosed old Taoist was not merciless and forced to ask for it, Tang Seng would have to return it to him! Unexpectedly, such a big boss, he was willing to accept the loss after losing, which surprised Tang Seng.

However, thinking about the character of Taishang Laojun, he is the image of a good man who is unwilling to make things worse. Naturally, he is unwilling to make this happen all over the world. Otherwise, even though he is the best in Taoism, he will inevitably be despised by Taoist immortals and Buddhist Buddhas.

Tang Seng defeated the Supreme Laojun, which made his disciples admire him very much. Although he won by chance, he won by winning! Wukong laughed and said, "Master, you asked that question too cleverly, so Laojun shouldn't be able to answer it. Hehe..."

Bajie said: "Master, your question is interesting. Do you have such questions? You can also test your apprentices!"

Tang Seng smiled and said, "Why, Bajie, do you want to answer such questions? Don't think you are a monk, it's easy to answer questions! Well, I'll give you three questions, so I'll be entertaining. But I won't ask questions about hair, eyebrows, etc., which will be too unfair to your senior brother."

"Hehe..." Bajie looked at Wukong and said with a smile: "Master said that, although the eldest brother is plucking hair every day, he probably doesn't know how many hairs there are on his head!"

"Idiot, I want you to talk too much!" Wukong glared at Bajie and said.

Tang Seng laughed and said, "I will give you a question separately, which is about the question in heaven."

"Original? Hehe, this is not difficult for me. Lao Zhu was Marshal Tianpeng in the Heavenly Palace and stayed in the Heavenly Palace for the longest time. If even I Lao Zhu didn't know the problem, hehe, you don't know!" Bajie said proudly.

Tang Seng smiled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. It's all good. Wukong, how many suns are there in the sky?"

"Oh?" Wukong was stunned. Such a simple question? Will there be a fraud? But seeing the master looking at him with a positive look, Wukong smiled and said, "Of course it's one."

"The answer is correct!" Tang Seng asked Sha Seng with a smile again: "Shen Seng, how many months are there in the sky?"

"It's also the same!" Sha Seng replied honestly.

Tang Monk nodded slightly: "The answer is correct."

Bajie said disdainfully: "Master, what's the problem with this? It's too simple!"

Tang Monk laughed and said, "Bajie, your question is here, ask: How many stars are there in the sky?"

"..." Bajie was speechless. Bajie, who was proud just now, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a bitter face: "Master, why are their problems so simple? My problems are so difficult! There are so many stars in the sky, how do I know how many! Alas..."

Tang Monk smiled and said, "Didn't you say that there is nothing in heaven that you don't know?"

"This idiot, hahahaha..." Wukong and Sha Seng both laughed and said with a smile: "Master's question is similar to the hair problem just now!"

"Go to you, Master is obviously making things difficult for me, old pig!" Bajie said dissatisfiedly.

Tang Monk smiled and said, "Bajie, you have proposed this idea of ​​asking questions yourself. You are so entertaining! Okay, okay, let's hurry up!"

With a word from Tang Seng, several disciples rushed to the road obediently. Invisibly, Tang Seng's leadership status was gradually highlighted. The disciples no longer listened to Tang Seng because Tang Seng was a master, but because Tang Seng said it was reasonable and convincingly and believed! Even Bajie, who was arguing, rushed to the road honestly, just occasionally fighting with Wukong.

The master and disciple continued to rush forward, Wukong was leading the way, Bajie led the horse in the middle, and Sha Seng carried a luggage load behind. Although Tang Seng's clothes were all placed in the secret realm, Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng's luggage was not placed inside, and several disciples ate and put them in, and so on, Sha Seng carried a lot of loads.

After several days of mountain road, on the evening of that day, Tang Monk and his disciples came to a temple called Baolin Temple. Tang Monk wanted to stay, but the monks in the temple arranged for rest under the eaves. This temple was originally the home of the monks in the clouds. The monks in the temple were too rude! Tang Monk was angry and asked Wukong to deal with this matter. Wukong naturally knew what Tang Monk meant, and picked up the golden cudgel and threatened them. The monks were so scared that they immediately came to welcome Tang Monk and did not dare to be negligent. Then Tang Monk moved into the temple comfortably, thinking that these monks were donkey-like, and they had to take the heavy load and not light. They were comfortable to be comfortable!

After staying in Baolin Temple, Tang Monk had used the best exquisite vegetarian meal and chatted with the monk in charge of the temple, and then he realized that it had reached the land of Wuji Kingdom. Although Tang Monk didn't know Baolin Temple very well, he knew Wuji Kingdom very well. Didn't the king here just be killed by monsters? Tang Monk said in his heart: "I have made achievements again!" He then said goodbye to the monk in the temple and returned to his room.

If you guessed correctly, the soul of the king of Wuji Kingdom would come to him tonight. When Tang Seng thought of this, he felt a little excited, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or fear. After all, it was a ghost! The more he thought about this, the more he couldn't sleep, and the more he couldn't sleep, the less the king's ghost would come to him to dream. Thinking of this, Tang Seng asked his disciples to sleep first, but he took out a scripture and started reading it.

Hey, what if, Tang Monk was reading a book under the dim oil lamp, he felt sleepy for a while, and lay on the table and fell asleep. In a daze, as if he was sleeping and waking up, a rustling roar of cold wind suddenly blew, and Tang Monk seemed to hear someone shouting outside the door: "Master, Master!"

Tang Monk was suddenly shocked and looked up. He saw a man standing outside the door, with water all over his body, tears in his eyes, and shouting: "Master! Master!" Tang Monk was slightly surprised. This guy was not against the ground, floating in the air, like a ghost. But after a closer look, he saw him wearing a sky-scaling crown, a jade belt on his waist, a yellow robe with flying dragons and phoenixes, a pair of cloud-headed embroidered worries, and a white jade gui of Douluo Stars in his hand. He looked like a human king on earth. So Tang Monk said: "Your Majesty, are you the king of Wuji Kingdom?"

The ghost was surprised and hurriedly said, "Master's wise eyes, and you can know my background at a glance. It's true that it's a holy monk! Just now, a gust of divine wind in the night, and sent me in. He said that I should have floods for three years, so he came to pay my respects to Master, asking Master to come to our country, hold the demons, and distinguish between evil and good. I should build grass and hold rings to repay the teacher's kindness!" As he said, the ghost told Tang Monk how he was killed, what kind of relatives there were in his family, and so on.

Tang Monk nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Your Majesty has to ask the prince for help in this matter. Then your Majesty leaves your Bai Yugui as a token, so that I can gain the trust of the prince. You must first make everyone believe in me, so that I can defeat demons and eliminate demons!"

The ghost nodded and said yes. He put down the white jade gui. Another gust of cold wind rustled, and left! Tang Seng wanted to go and see him, but he didn't expect that he kicked something just after taking a step, and then he suddenly woke up. Just now, he was actually a dream! However, Tang Seng knew that the king of the Black Chicken Kingdom could only entrust him in a dream. In reality, if he didn't wipe the tears of a cow, how could he see the ghost?
Chapter completed!