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Chapter 147 Now is not the time to look at monkey butts.

The scene became quiet for a moment.

Then a burst of laughter erupted in front of the Jingtan Temple.

"Pfft, Nezha was the first to lose his composure and quickly covered his mouth, but his shoulders were shaking like a leaf."

Li Jing's mouth dropped open, and he almost dropped the exquisite pagoda in his hand. He had seen countless ways to trap enemies, but he had never seen anything so underhanded. He was already being suppressed, but he had deliberately positioned himself with his buttocks facing outwards. What kind of deep grudge could this person hold?

Even Pigsy couldn't help but laugh. Although he had been captured, he was now nominally the Marshal of the Rebellion against Heaven, enjoying good food and drink, and yet his Monkey King had come to rescue him.

Although laughing like that is a bit unfair, as a long-time friend who has been through thick and thin with him, it's already quite loyal of him not to be the first to pat him on the back.

No, are you serious?

The old fox looked at Shen Yi speechlessly. Shen Yi had previously said that he would help her suppress Sun Wukong under the mountain, with his butt facing outwards. She thought it was just sweet talk in the bedroom, but he actually did it.

So here's the question: should we kill Sun Wukong?

Or should we just leave it there and charge admission, as Shen Yi suggested?

I'm so conflicted!

After all, there's a saying that killing someone is just a matter of beheading them. Death can end everything, but social death means that even if you move to another planet, it won't make a difference.

"Xiaoyu, go and put up a sign next to the cave entrance."

The old fox finally decided to decide whether to kill or not later, and to sell the tickets first.

"Grandma, what brand is it?"

The innocent little fox's eyes were full of confusion and clarity.

"Write 'Sun Wukong's buttocks' on it, and you'll get one tael of silver for each slap."

Everyone: ————

This "shoot once" is clearly not the same as taking a photo, since there are no cameras in this world.

"oh!"

The little fox walked to Sun Wukong's side, took out a sign, stuck it on the sign, and then wrote six characters.

Sun Wukong: ? ? ?

No, are you guys serious?

"Shen Yi! Let me out! If you've got the guts, fight me for real!" Shen Yi Sun Wukong was so angry that his monkey hair stood on end. He struggled desperately at the bottom of the mountain, but this Hundred Flowers Mountain was formed from the original power of the sixteen flower fairies. While binding him, it also went deep into the ground and merged with the earth. His two legs could only kick wildly in the air, but this so-called Hundred Flowers Mountain did not move an inch.

Throughout the entire process, Yang Jian remained standing on the cloud, holding the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword in his hand, but showed no sign of making a move, and even had several layers of cold sweat on his forehead.

fine----

Fortunately, he had previously faced his own younger sister.

When he fought the Third Holy Mother, both sides tacitly held back, since they were siblings. But if he had faced Shen Yi, that perverted Yang Jian, he couldn't help but shudder at the thought of being pressed under a Hundred Flowers Mountain with his buttocks facing outwards.

After all, people only see monkey butts for novelty, but people—

Not to mention that Yang Jian is one of the most handsome men in the Three Realms. If he were to turn his backside outwards, it would probably be more than just a pat. The scene was too beautiful for him to bear.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, turned his gaze to Li Jing beside him, and respectfully shifted the blame: "Heavenly King Li, you are the one who is in charge of this campaign..."

"Commander-in-chief, please advise on the battle plan."

Li Jing:

Show me a fart!

You, Yang Jian, can't beat him, so you want me to go?

Do I look like someone who could win a fight?

Li Jing took a deep breath, clinging to his last glimmer of hope as he looked at his son: "Nezha, your father!"

Before he could finish speaking, Nezha clutched the shoulder where the old fox had patted him earlier, and took three steps back in pain. "Your old injury has flared up again! That Heaven-Splitting Palm is too powerful. My injuries haven't healed yet, and going up would only be suicide. Why don't you take me into the Exquisite Pagoda to recover?"

Are you kidding me? You might as well put me in the Linglong Pagoda. At least no one would see how miserable I am inside.

Li Jing was so angry that his beard stood on end. "Your injury was caused by deliberately bumping into it, and it should have healed long ago after so many days. Now you're pretending to have a relapse of an old injury in front of 200,000 troops. Who would believe that?"

"Pass down the order."

Li Jing's face was ashen. He raised the command flag high in his hand and then swung it down heavily in one smooth motion, with a sense of resolute desperation.

"All troops, attack!"

Two hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals poured down from the clouds like a silver tide, their battle cries shaking the heavens.

However, this time they ran into a horde of monsters.

These monsters were reinforcements that Ao Tingxin and the old fox had gathered over the past few days. They poured out of the mountains in a massive swarm, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Shen Yi did not give them the Superhuman Meteorite enhancement, after all, these were all opportunists. Although the Dragon Clan was also opportunistic, they would only turn against him when he was completely defeated, rather than run away after getting the benefits.

However, he still obtained a set of demon race cultivation techniques from the chat group, and after practicing them for the past few days, his strength has increased significantly.

Despite the seemingly lively battle between the heavenly soldiers and demons above the Jingtan Temple, with both sides arrayed in formation, wielding swords and spears, and unleashing spells, both sides actually held back their strength and fought very seriously, resulting in surprisingly few casualties.

The heavenly soldiers and generals, needless to say, have lived for thousands of years and are already quite adept at navigating life. They know that they are just going through the motions as part of the atmosphere-building group.

The demons, having undergone training under Marshal Tianpeng, were given priority in signing up. In short, they were all just working people, so why risk their lives?

Believe it or not, this is evident in both the prequel and "The Lotus Lantern." Yang Jian fought his way from Peach Mountain to the Lingxiao Palace, and Chenxiang fought his way from the South Heavenly Gate to the Thirty-Third Heaven. Yet, the number of heavenly soldiers and generals who died at their hands was pitifully small. This was partly because they were unwilling to harm people, but it was also crucial that the heavenly soldiers and generals knew better than to court death.

Otherwise, do you really think that Sun Wukong's havoc in the Heavenly Palace was so easy? Whether there was a conspiracy or not is one thing, but people are really unwilling to risk their lives for the Heavenly Court.

Therefore, the key to victory or defeat became the number of strong people on both sides, and unfortunately, this time Shen Yi's side had a lot of strong people.

Li Jing looked down at the celestial soldiers and generals below, his face ashen as if he had swallowed a fly, but he couldn't care less. He gritted his teeth and summoned the Exquisite Pagoda.

The pagoda swelled in the wind, transforming in an instant into a seven-story golden pagoda a hundred feet tall. Its body was covered with Sanskrit inscriptions and radiated golden light, descending upon the Jingtan Temple with the power to suppress all evil spirits and heretics.

"Amitabha Buddha, Li Tianwang is serious!"

Sun Wukong, standing at the foot of Hundred Flowers Mountain, laboriously turned his head to take a look and exclaimed, "Good! Bring that brat Shen Yi in to keep me company! Wait, no, don't bring him in! Leave him to me, I want to do it myself. It's a pity no one is paying attention to him; now is not the time to look at monkey butts."

Facing the overwhelming Linglong Pagoda, Shen Yi did not retreat but advanced. He raised the Hundred Flower Lantern in his hand, and sixteen-colored light shot into the sky, colliding head-on with the golden light of the Linglong Pagoda in mid-air.

boom!

The shockwave from the collision of the two forces blew away all the heavenly soldiers and monsters within a radius of a hundred feet, and a large number of roof tiles of the Jingtan Temple flew off with a crash.

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