Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 137 Under the Mushroom Cloud
"Look, Mom, the sun is rising again!"

The villagers far away in Gaolaozhuang were collectively shocked. They raised their hands to cover their eyes and looked far to the west through their fingers.

The Gao brothers were particularly astonished. It was hard not to think of Master Tang rushing over there. They said with a trembling heart:
"This isn't a holy monk, he's clearly a living Buddha!"

In areas closer to the nuclear explosion, countless mortals were blinded and fell to the shaking ground, trembling in fear.

At Xiujinshan Zen Temple, adjacent to Huangfengling, the mountain gate collapsed with a loud bang, and the side hall of the dining hall was blown into countless pieces.

The Guanyin Hall was of relatively good quality, but the beams and pillars were all broken, as if it had been crushed by a giant's palm.
The huge golden Buddha statue smashed through the back wall and fell into the lotus pond, making a "hissing" sound and instantly evaporating the boiling water.

Most of the monks had their internal organs ruptured before they could even scream. Their bodies flew like broken kites, crashing into the rubble of the mountain, their livers and brains splattered on the ground.

Although the Demon King's cave on Huangfeng Ridge was protected by a formation connected to the spiritual vein, the incident happened unexpectedly and the door was not closed.

The explosive air waves and thermonuclear radiation rushed in, burning the small Karami into carbon ash, cooking the medium Karami to the point of bones and flesh being connected, and causing the large Karami to suffer second-degree disability.

Not to mention the monsters outside the cave, all of them were reduced to ashes.

A total of six regular workers and thirty-seven temporary workers died in the nearby mountain god and land temples.

The generals with clairvoyant eyes in charge of the U-Tsang region and the Liushahe South region were all startled and hurriedly cast spells in the clouds to investigate carefully.

Suddenly, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, slowly rising and reaching the sky.

The center of the explosion was shrouded in thick smoke and dust, and a huge amount of "demonic energy" was raging and spreading, interfering with the effectiveness of the Dharma Eye, making it impossible to detect.

The area within a radius of a hundred miles was a scene of hell.

There is a poem in later generations as evidence:

The big mushroom smoke is straight, the remaining core is round in the sunset,
The Yellow Mountains are flat for thousands of miles, and the ashes of all living beings are rolled up.

……

At the base of the mushroom cloud, the monkey narrowed his fiery eyes and rushed towards the core of the explosion in his memory.

Huh? This guy actually broke out of the fireball's radius.

The monkey immediately spotted Zhu Ganglie.

It was half-buried in a completely changed riverbed, its skin torn and burnt, its ears gone, its nose shattered... but it could still move.

The monkey thought of "Zhang Bairen, I'm a grass mud horse", took out the Dinghai Shenzhen from his ear, without making it bigger or thicker, rushed over and stabbed it directly on the top of the monkey's head!
Zhu Ganglie was stunned and didn't move.

The monkey found his nine-toothed rake nearby, carried it on his shoulders, and continued walking towards the center of the explosion.

The temperature within the radius of the fireball decreases logarithmically—as opposed to exponentially, with the fastest rate initially—but is still high enough to vaporize steel.

The surrounding environment reminded the monkey of Laozi's Bagua Furnace.

When they ran to the center of the hemispherical pit, every strand of monkey hair had turned red and shiny, like needles in a furnace.

After moving forward for several hundred meters, it finally found another body through the distorted space and rising smoke.

In fact, it might be more appropriate to describe it as wreckage.

I saw half of the bear lying on the ground. Its black fur was gone, leaving only some smoking burnt flesh attached to the carbon-red cracked bones.

The monkey looked at its miserable state and thought of the frustration it had suffered during this period, feeling very happy.

Thinking of Tathagata, the Jade Emperor, and Guanyin, he thought even more viciously:
"Just wait, I'll make a few hundred more Taiyi swastikas and you'll be in for a treat!"

Thinking of this, he threw Zhu Ganglie aside and grabbed the rake, which still felt cold to the touch.

However, just as it was about to rush forward and grind Xiong Ba into a pulp, the tight hoop suddenly broke out again!
It turned out that Xiong Ba was not dead yet.

Although his body was completely destroyed, his eyes and mouth were gone, and his consciousness was like a candle in the wind.

But with a strong desire to survive, he activated the tight hoop again.

"Sour radish bichi!"

The monkey looked at Xiong Ba's dark eye sockets, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, dragging his rake and walking away.

It knew that if it didn't kill the sour radish quickly and not eat it, a Buddhist dog might come soon.

But after walking less than a few dozen meters, it fell down due to exhaustion and had to abandon the rake and crawl forward with difficulty.

Ten meters, nine meters...three meters, two and a half meters~
It was completely unable to move, not because of lack of endurance, but because the tight hoop was too terrifying, and its soul was numb.

Xiong Ba said nothing, but just kept chanting the spell, his empty eye sockets facing the monkey approaching, as if he could really see it.

Grass! ! !
The monkey was furious and felt helpless. He regretted that he had not tried harder in the past two days and shortened his life span a little more. He wanted to rub the móyi 卍 into a gáyi 卍.

Its consciousness began to fade, and those words inexplicably echoed in its mind:

"How much life you dare to shorten determines how much energy you have." If you don't dare to shorten your life when it's time, and treat your life as if it were your own, then you will have no energy and you will be useless!
"It will only make you die faster..."

Speaking of young women, Cao Cao is here~
Suddenly, a white shadow tore through the smoke and rushed into the bottom of the mushroom cloud.
It’s very fast!
It instantly passed by the monkey, creating a gust of air that made both it and Xiong Ba roll over half a circle.

This was Tang Xuanci who was flying and rushing towards Morgan.

Just like Xiong Ba Donghe, the reason he rushed here was to cut off all possibilities of its escape!
The situation at this time is exactly one of the ones listed by Beaker using enumeration.

A fierce friction sound was heard, and Tang Xuanci flattened his upturned head and feet, changing from one point touching the ground to full contact with the ground, increasing the friction and braking.

At the same time, he turned his hands to the right and drifted, turning around while maintaining half the speed a few hundred meters away.

"Hahahahahahaha~"

The violent laughter revealed three parts of anger, three parts of joy, and four parts of advantage was mine!
"Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Bodhisattva for doing this?"

A voice suddenly floated out from Xiong Ba's eye sockets, with three parts of surprise, three parts of panic, and four parts of helpless rage!
"Fuck you, am I afraid of her, Guanyin!?"

Tang Xuanci slapped the ground with both hands, jumped up, turned three and a half times in the air, passed the monkey, and hit Xiong Ba's eye socket with a flying grass.

"Boom!"

The shiny carbon red eye sockets shattered and collapsed into a larger hole.

The monkey felt that the tight hoop had stopped.

Xiong Ba didn't say anything else.

Tang Xuanci's muscles exploded, and he raised his jade fist as big as a vinegar jar:

"Alpaca! Aren't you going to tie me up and take me to hell?"

Another bang hit the center of the forehead, breaking the bones.

Tang Xuanci knew very well that the villain died because he talked too much, and since such a big thing had happened, the society would definitely investigate it thoroughly.

He couldn't rule out the possibility that Guanyin had given Xiong Ba some strange means of communication, so he raised his jade fist without hesitation and smashed it down again with all his strength.

"I'll send you to the west first, and then I'll kill Guanyin!"

With a "bang", the entire fist embedded into the brain, smashing the Niwan Palace into pieces.

A human-shaped light mist emerged.

This is the spirit of the demon fairy. Its facial features are clearly visible and obviously different from anything Tang Xuanci had seen before.

He was so weak that he lost consciousness, and as soon as he came out, it was as if he had fallen into concentrated sulfuric acid and melted away in the violent tremors.

The more chaotic the particles are, the easier it is for spiritual consciousness to interfere, and conversely, the easier it is for spiritual consciousness to be affected by them.

Therefore, solid blows with extremely low levels of chaos are unlikely to hurt ghosts (free spiritual consciousness), but flames, strong light, lightning, αβγ rays and spiritual power can.

In an instant, Xiong Ba disappeared into thin air in the sea of ​​​​bitterness with exploding radiation values, his body and soul disappeared.

As Tang Xuanci pulled out his fist, a stained circle fell off the skull and onto the ground.

This is... the restraining hoop on Guanyin's head, has it been violently broken?
Tang Xuanci had an idea and immediately picked it up and wiped it. He found that the surface was intact and not even a bit of paint had fallen off. He just didn't know if it could still be used?

He thought excitedly, "If this thing still works, will it help us crack our hoop?"

Beaker said delicately, "After our research over this period of time, we found that the basic structure and triggering function of the fine hoop and the tight hoop are the same. If this forbidden hoop is the same, it may be of great help to us."

Tang Xuanci was overjoyed: "Fuck, I hope this thing is of good quality."

"Get out of here," Beaker advised. "Although you can already perform radiation stimulation training, the radiation dose here is too high and has already affected my computing power. The DNA damage is too severe, and recovery will be a waste of time and cost."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xuanci immediately turned around to pick up the monkey, wanting to give it a princess hug.

Unexpectedly, the monkey was still furious and struggled to his feet, rushing towards the remains of Xiong Ba. "I'm going to cut this pickled carrot into pieces!"

Tang Xuanci quickly grabbed it and said with a smile:

"Go back and break it first. I've asked the chef to prepare star anise and cinnamon. We'll use it to go with our wine tonight."

Ah this?

After hearing this human saying, even the murderous monkey would have to ask himself: Is this okay?
After all, this is the bear that it has been living with day and night for a month and calls it "Big Brother" every day. It has gradually started to regard this guy as a monkey.

Besides, it’s been fried like this, dirty and rotten, who the hell would still have an appetite?
"It's already like this, can you still eat it?"

"Why not? It's already cooked, so there's no need to cook it. Oh, and where's the pig?"

(End of this chapter)