Zongman: Start from Armor Hero and blast the infinite

Chapter 431 There's Something Wrong with This Tang Monk

The two men rode at full speed. Wang Ming released Sun Wukong in the morning and arrived at Yingchoujian in the afternoon. However, here, they seemed destined to meet the gang of robbers.

"Hey! I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to pass through here, you have to leave some money to buy your life! Give me the money, monk!"

After Wang Ming arrived at Yingchoujian and just slowed down to take a look at the situation, a group of bandits surrounded the two of them. Wang Ming was immediately delighted when he saw this.

"Damn, I'm the one being bullied by a gangster. Your local gang is really rude."

Wang Ming said this in a somewhat rude manner, and he had no intention of having any further communication with this group of bandits.

Wang Ming simply reached behind his back, and the next second, a shiny Gatling machine gun appeared in his hand. As the barrel slowly turned, a playful smile appeared on Wang Ming's face.

"Buddha has mercy on me. I hereby ask Gatlin Bodhisattva to send you on your way to the Western Paradise to practice Buddhism."

Da da da!
After Wang Ming said the last word, the Gatling gun in his hand was finally preheated and began to spray a torrent of steel.

Whoosh whoosh!
A death ray made of metal swept across the entire bandit team. After just two sweeps, all the bandits present were killed, while Wang Ming was still there enjoying the pleasure of fire suppression.

"Master, all the masters are dead, only the slag is left."

When Sun Wukong saw Wang Ming's horrible look, he couldn't help but blush and quickly came to his side to remind him. Only after hearing that did Wang Ming stop firing.

Then he casually threw aside the Gatling gun with a red barrel in his hand, and then he continued to mutter something to teach Sun Wukong a lesson.

"Amitabha, well done, well done, have a safe journey, you monkey, you are so ignorant of etiquette. I am clearly sending them to the West to practice Buddhism, so don't talk nonsense about life and death. We are monks and cannot say such things."

"So you know you are a monk..."

After hearing Wang Ming's teachings, Sun Wukong rolled his eyes speechlessly, but on the surface he nodded in agreement with Wang Ming's statement.

"Yes, Master is right. It was that Gatling Bodhisattva who personally took them to the Western Paradise to practice Buddhism. Master is so compassionate. Our Buddha is so compassionate."

"Well, you, the monkey, have a high level of understanding. Yes, you are indeed a genius in practicing Buddhism."

Seeing that Sun Wukong was so wise, Wang Ming nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, compared with Wang Ming, Sun Wukong was more like a real monk.

At this time, all the gods and Buddhas who were watching the scene were a little confused. This Tang Monk had such a strong killing intention. And when did Buddhism have a Gatling Bodhisattva? He looked very powerful.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Buddhism were so angry that their noses were almost crooked. The great and glorious image they had worked so hard to create was completely destroyed by this guy in just two days.

However, when these Bodhisattvas and Buddhas wanted to show up in the world to teach Tang Monk a lesson, they were stopped by higher-level Buddhist leaders. At one time, both the gods and Buddhas came to a conclusion.

There is something wrong with this Tang Monk!
"Master, why do you stay here and not continue forward?"

When Sun Wukong saw that Wang Ming did not hurry on his way, but was observing something, he asked curiously. Wang Ming waved his hand and spoke casually.

"I was looking at where the Eagle Sorrow Gorge is the deepest. Oh, I found it. Let's go here." As he replied, Wang Ming's eyes lit up. He found the place he was looking for. Then, he didn't care about Sun Wukong's reaction and carried the white horse to the edge of the cliff.

"Go away!"

Wang Ming shouted directly, then threw the white horse in his hand down Yingchoujian. His action made Sun Wukong confused again, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Then Wang Ming counted leisurely beside Yingchou Gorge. When Wang Ming counted to one hundred, he suddenly stood up, said something to Sun Wukong, and then jumped directly into Yingchou Gorge.

"Wukong, wait here for a while. I'll go get a mount."

thump!
Then the sound of Wang Ming falling into the water was heard. Just when Sun Wukong was puzzled, Wang Ming suddenly grabbed a white dragon that was a hundred meters long and flew out of the water.

Then Wang Ming threw the white dragon directly onto the open space on the shore. After landing, the white dragon instantly turned into a human form. Before the little white dragon could say anything, Wang Ming had already appeared beside him, grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air.

"You ate my horse and you must pay compensation. Now I give you two choices. Either you follow me to the West to obtain the scriptures, or I will send you to the West."

“Uh… uh…”

Xiao Bailong struggled very hard to say something, but in the end, he couldn't utter a word. Suddenly, he had an idea and made a gesture of "two", meaning he chose the second one. Seeing this, Wang Ming let him go.

"Right, this is a wise man who knows the current situation. Okay, you can follow me from now on. My principle is that when there is food, everyone can eat it. But you have to wait until I am full before you can eat the rest. Do you understand?"

"Understood, understood. Disciple greets Master!"

Wang Ming had a harmless monk's smile on his face. Seeing this, Xiao Bailong immediately bowed down. Originally, he wanted to become his disciple as soon as he got ashore, but Wang Ming did not give him the chance to speak.

When Sun Wukong looked at this scene, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. He could tell that his master seemed to be no ordinary person and was also quite tough.

In this way, Wang Ming no longer has to carry a white horse to run. After all, the speed of the White Dragon Horse is not to be underestimated. It is no problem to easily reach a speed of two or three hundred kilometers per hour.

The master and his two disciples rushed towards their next destination, and their speed was so fast that the gods and Buddhas in the sky were amazed. This was only the first day of their journey to the West. They recruited Sun Wukong in the morning and the white dragon horse in the afternoon. Now they headed straight for the Guanyin Temple.

If nothing unexpected happens, with the speed of the White Dragon Horse, it will only take half a day for Wang Ming to reach Guanyin Temple the next morning.

This efficiency is a bit scary, as if Wang Ming is very familiar with Journey to the West and has even experienced it countless times. At this time on Mount Lingshan, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva asked Tathagata with some concern.

"Oh my god, he's so fast, could it be that he hasn't reached the standard of the calamity? Can he dissipate the calamity energy like this?"

What Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said was exactly what all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas wanted to know. After hearing his words, Tathagata also counted on his fingers, closed his eyes and deduced the secret, and then he made a surprising discovery.

"Strange, it's been smooth sailing all the way, but it can disperse the calamity. It means that the way of heaven tacitly approves this method. It's really strange."

(End of this chapter)