The world is always wonderful, and all kinds of incredible things happen every minute and every second.

For example, a few minutes ago, Chu Ci refused the gentle request of a poor fairy girl with a righteous look on her face, but the next second he became a paparazzi who specialized in spying on the inappropriate behavior of a big bald man and his delicate little disciple.

"Master, you are the holy monk who saves all living beings. The journey to obtain the scriptures is long, and it is difficult for you to hike barefoot. I might as well just turn your disciple into a white horse to carry on your journey." The little white dragon patted his small breasts hard, and his tender and handsome cheeks were full of confidence.

"Is it really okay?" Tang Seng hesitated. After all, Buddhism emphasizes equality of sentient beings, and treating the little white dragon as a mount undoubtedly violates the Buddhist commandments.

At the same time, his second talent with the team was also activated.

Unbearable parts!

It was fine before. Although his muscles were strong and tight, more than a dozen strong men could move them. However, no matter what mount it is, even the Golden-winged Roc could not carry him, because this talent would randomly adjust Tang Monk's weight, which would always be twice as high as any mount and movement skills.

Although talent is nonsense, Tang Seng just knew that he had this talent, so he was a little worried about the little white dragon.

"Don't worry, come up!" The little white dragon turned around and turned into a beautiful and sassy white dragon horse.

Tang Monk supported himself on the horse's back with one hand, jumped quickly, and rode onto the little white dragon!

boom!!!

The little white dragon only felt a billion-pound mountain pressing on his back, and the four horse legs pressed directly to the ground, as if they were hit by a two-way foil, and the five were burned inside. The huge pain turned into an irresistible strong impact, one wave after another, impacting the little white dragon's brain, making the little white dragon dizzy, incontinent, and tears.

"Cough cough, wuwu, wuwu, wuwu, wuwu, the liquid in the body is about to be squeezed out." The little white dragon sank in the center of the huge pit, his limbs were as soft as noodles, and he seemed to have become a paper man, and he could not use any strength.

"I'm really sorry. I'll just forget it if I become a mount." Tang Seng felt very guilty and said the strange setting he noticed in the dark.

"That's right. Although it is the decree of Sister Guanyin, you are not as strong as your master and Lao Sun, and you are not even qualified as a mount. The journey to obtain the scriptures is extremely difficult. If you bring this oil bottle again, Sun Wukong shouted without hesitation, scaring the little white dragon's face turned blue, "If you become my toy"

"Master, please make sure I will learn from you. I will do whatever it is." Xiao Bailong pushed Sun Wukong away, and tears were about to fall. He looked at Tang Seng and begged with a face full of begging.

A few minutes later.

"Then, my teacher is going to get in."

"Okay, it doesn't matter what the master wants to do." Xiao Bailong's voice was a little nervous.

"Hmm, it's so tight." Tang Monk took a breath and stopped for a while.

"Ah, I'm sorry, because it's my first time, Master, don't care about me," Xiao Bailong felt a foreign object entering his body, and he seemed to have a fever all over his body, and he couldn't help but scream with shame.

"I understand, then, let me breathe in one breath!" Tang Monk exerted a little force and breathed slightly heavier.

"Ah, Master is so big and I'm about to be broken." Xiao Bailong felt that his whole body was filled with warm and hard, and his body was about to be torn apart.

Chu Ci just opened the live broadcast screen and heard such a bone-shattering dialogue and was stunned.

Subconsciously turned off the live broadcast, looked left and right, and confirmed that there was not a single girl around me, so I opened the live broadcast again.

"Well, although the size is a little smaller, it is quite comfortable to wear." Tang Monk tied his shoelaces tightly, and the white shoes on his feet were quite called his monk's robe.

"I'm really sorry, because it's the first time I've turned into shoes." Because they turned into shoes, Xiao Bailong's face was completely invisible, but you can still hear Xiao Bailong's shyness from his voice.

Chu Ci suddenly had the kind of staying up late to download seven underage boys who took turns bullying a femme fatale with bare breasts exposed! When he opened it, he felt like a gourd baby, and he wanted to rush out of the screen to hang up and burn this pair of masters and apprentices who were inferior to beasts to death.

"No, you can't let Tang Monk live so comfortably." Tang Monk was trying his shoes on the screen. Every time he took a step, his shoes made a bloody moan. Chu Ci touched his chin, thinking about how to find fault with Tang Monk. Although he had only been fourteen years on the west side, he passed quickly.

Although there are eighty-one difficulties in Journey to the West, the specific disasters are not detailed. Sometimes, one difficulty is broken into two or three difficulties, and it is even a difficult task to lose a pit. If you demand it, at most it will be thirty or forty. In the end, even the Jie Di, who was responsible for registration, was too big, and he quickly used Tang Monk's miserable life experience before he was ordered to obtain the scriptures, making it a laughing at the three realms.

"So, I'm going to help you." Chu Ci touched his chin and smiled softly.

"Ah sneeze" Tang Seng sneezes.

Sun Wukong said carelessly: "Master, have you caught a cold?"

"No, my teacher is in good health." Tang Seng rubbed his nose, feeling that the road ahead had become even more difficult.

"Xiaobai, give me these moonstones and buy samples of all the magic weapons and weapons sold by Tianting. If I know that you use my money to buy jewelry, I will kill you." Chu Ci randomly made a batch of high-quality moonstones and handed them to Taibai Jinxing, then stuffed two more for her, and said in a gentle voice: "Do it well, I won't treat you badly."

Taibai Venus holds two moonstones, as if life has been sublimated. Beautiful clothes and gorgeous jewelry, I am here!

After seeing off Taibai Jinxing, Chu Ci kept speeding along Tang Monk's route. In less than half a day, he finished the two-month journey that Tang Monk had to walk, and arrived at Guanyin Academy in advance.

I saw that the towers, halls and pavilions of Guanyin Courtyard are magnificent, and the golden body is extremely luxurious, which is indeed extraordinary.

Sun Wukong has golden eyes, so Chu Ci naturally won’t use illusion formations to show off his skills, but it’s okay to increase the difficulty of passing the level slightly.

With a little use of magical powers, plus gold, silver, money and silk, the abbot of Guanyin Academy who was greedy for wealth and treasure immediately patted his chest and promised that he would leave Tang Seng for five days.

On the other hand, Chu Ci is also catalyzing monsters in large numbers.

Journey to the West is full of spiritual energy, and coupled with the Libra balance technique that is no less than the ordinary, Chu Ci soon had a batch of mass-produced cannon fodder monsters in his hands, with low cultivation and quantity.

He directly occupied the mountain and became the king, waiting for the visit of Tang Monk.

But, what is Tang Seng doing?

"Master, I found the food."

"Amitabha, Wukong, you have a monster in your hand, how can you say it is food?"
Chapter completed!