Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 153 Sudden realization
Tang Xuanci did not believe all his words, but he was sure that at least "the end of the road" was true, and he was very useful.

So, regardless of anything, he agreed:
“God has the virtue of good life.

“Since you are so sincere in wanting to be my disciple, I will mercifully accept you as my disciple.

"From now on, you will be my Tang Xuanci's third disciple. Wukong is your eldest senior brother, and Anal Fissure is your second senior brother.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for long. Please kowtow."

"Thank you, Master!"

The Curtain General kowtowed three times, then stood up and saluted the two brothers whose faces were filled with disdain, and then made a suggestion:
"Master, the gods of the Thunder Tribe have set up a mountain-sealing formation, and they need to draw on the power of the nearby mountain and river spirit veins.

“I have served as an official in the Liusha River region for many years and I know this area quite well.

"The spiritual vein in the southeast of this place is weak. If we want to break out, going there is the best strategy."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xuanci thought to himself that he had finally met an understanding immortal.

The immortals who have risen to the top from the grassroots by flattering others know a lot, unlike the monkeys who only know how to fight and kill and the pigs who spend their days eating, drinking, whoring and sleeping.

But in order to suppress this cheap apprentice who had just boarded the pirate ship, he deliberately said coldly:
"Are you teaching and doing things for teachers?"

"Uh...disciple doesn't dare."

"Warfare is the art of deception. What the enemy considers to be the strongest point is often the weakest. Xiaosha, you're just getting started, so talk less and watch more. Remember that?"

"Uh...disciple will remember this!"

Tang Xuanci nodded with satisfaction, took out a 尜伊卍 and threw it to the monkey.

This is one of the two new nuclear bombs they made by purifying all the known uranium ore under Mount Mogang. Its explosive equivalent is 92 times that of the little boy on the island.

Tang Xuanci had already formulated a course of action, to have the monkey bring the nuclear bomb to a location close to the magic circle outside the mountain and detonate it.

Use the power of the nuclear fireball's radius to break through the formation and kill the Thunder God who is guarding this direction;

Utilize a larger thermonuclear radiation and explosion radius to cut off all life in the entire Wuxianling Mountains and minimize the probability of the existence of anyone who knows the truth.

It doesn’t matter which direction to choose to break through.

Zhu Ganglie quickly killed the people around Wu Xuanxiao, beat up the culprit who bullied Nailong, carried him on his shoulders like a treasure, and waited to show off and pick up girls.

The monkey soldiers recovered guns, ammunition and valuable spoils, which then all turned into monkey hair and were also recovered by the monkeys.

The third new disciple volunteered and, after asking his master for permission, started the task of destroying the body.

He first released a stream of gray sand, which drilled into the ground like a living thing, and instantly brought out a large amount of mud and sand, which wrapped up the corpses and flesh all over the field and ground and refined them.

Some residual souls that had not yet been extinguished were also pulled out of the Niwan Palace, twisting in pain in the sand flow, making sounds like howling and crying.

This suddenly reminded Tang Xuanci that the sound of sand rubbing against each other, which made his scalp tingle, was originally mixed with a similar sound. It turned out that he didn't know how many spirits and wronged souls had been melted into his sand.

As the sand flowed into the ground again, not only did the mountains of corpses and seas of blood completely disappear, but even swords, bullets and other objects sank into the sand along with them.

Then the ground returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Even Tang Xuanci, who often killed people, had to admit that his method of cleaning up the scene was more professional than his own.

He even said that a light layer of grass could be grown on the ground to match the surrounding environment as much as possible.

But this is not necessary.

Finally, at the monkey's strong request, Tang Xuanci took off the Sumeru ring and drilled into the narrow crevice filled with the strange smell of rock, blood, and milk.

As the portal disappeared, the lonely man and the widowed dragon were locked in the confined space.

In fact, Tang Xuanci hated the feeling of leaving his fate completely to others.

No one knew where this horrible place was in the Three Realms, nor how many meters underground it lay. There was no oxygen in it, only poison gas, neutrinos, and harmful "spiritual energy." Even the gravitational field was unevenly distributed, so even a simple cultivator carrying an oxygen tank wouldn't be able to stay there for long.

Just imagine, if the monkey had an accident, or the Sumeru ring broke, the consequences could only be described as horrific.

Milk Dragon had already experienced this. He had no idea whether the "door" would open or not, and every second felt like an eternity.

Seeing Tang Xuanci also come in, she felt relieved and couldn't help but break the silence and asked, "What's the situation outside?"

“Almost done.”

Tang Xuanci hunched his waist, stepped over her long legs lying horizontally, and moved to the seat where Zhu Ganglie was watching the movie and sat down:
"I'm telling you, I killed all the members of the Wu family, as well as the gods from the Mountain God Temple and the Thunder Department. You have to take the blame for this."

Ah this?

Although Milk Dragon was prepared, he was still frightened.

She knew that tonight was a very big deal.

He even dared to kill the god of thunder. If the matter were to be exposed and heard by the Lord of Thunder, even the Buddha would not be able to save him.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Then... why did you save me?"

Tang Xuanci said:

"Is there even a fucking question? You're my horse, and that idiot just touched you. He's just being disrespectful to me. If I don't kill him, I'll have no energy left."

"..." Nailong felt that although this idea was crazy, it was very appropriate for this rogue monk.

Seeing that she was silent, Tang Xuanci said:
"Let me ask you, if this matter is exposed and the Wu family seeks revenge on us, do you, the West Sea Dragon Clan, dare to fight them?
“Legend has it that you were once the most powerful divine race in the Three Realms.

"Now, any little Karami who relies on his father for food dares to openly call you lowly. How can the Four Sea Dragon Kings tolerate this?"

Nailong was stunned again, feeling like there was something stuck in his throat and unable to speak.

Tang Xuanci saw the answer and said disdainfully: "You have no energy left, you are already useless."

After saying that, he ignored her and turned on the computer next to him.

In order to avoid being suspected of being an alien, Beaker did not store anything in his computer that could show the geography and culture of his home planet. The videos were basically studio-shot and plotless, and many application cases were deleted from the learning materials.

It is impossible for him to learn, he can only play Minesweeper and watch movies.

Soon, the hypocritical dialogue sounded again in the space with a slightly different density from the air, irritating the eardrums of the milk dragon.

Having never experienced dragons, she didn't understand the meaning of the words and was also ignorant of the emotions contained in them.

But out of divine instinct, he still vaguely guessed that what this rogue monk was tinkering with was not something serious.

As the voice became thicker, her skin, pale due to injuries, turned slightly red, and her lips opened and closed slightly, as if she was breathing in some indescribable restlessness.

Just when she couldn't help but want to ask the monk what the hell he was doing, the voice stopped abruptly. She saw the guy throw the big box in front of him back to the side, as if he was tired of playing with it.

Suddenly, you could hear a pin drop in the secret room. She avoided the man's careless gaze and could clearly hear her own chaotic heartbeat.

"Hey, do you want to play poker? If the monkey sneaks back to our original route, it will probably take at least an hour or two."

Tang Xuanci suddenly asked, his voice low and sexy, his tone bored.

Are there any playing cards here?
Milk Dragon looked around at the cluttered area and felt the atmosphere was strangely awkward. Perhaps... finding something to do would be better, so he pretended to be generous and agreed:

"it is good."

But she never expected that the monk would rush over as soon as he heard this.

Then, amid the sound of cards hitting the table, she suddenly understood, became enlightened, was shocked, her heart was pounding, she was sad and overwhelmed, she was detached and selfless, and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)