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Chapter 432: Burning the Guanyin Academy

Elder Jinchi looked at Zhang Yang's random control of Liu Blade Ruohuo, and had evil thoughts and wanted to take it for himself, so he asked Zhang Yang if he could borrow the magic weapon to see it.

After hearing what Jin Chi said, Zhang Yang knew that the old guy had an idea in his mind. He quickly put away the Liuren Ruohuo and began to say nonsense seriously: "No, this thing is extremely demonic. I have only operated it for a while and it has absorbed most of the yang energy in my body. Can the elders take us to rest immediately?"

Jin Chi said skeptically: "It turns out to be a monster, then... well, you guys quickly take the holy monk down to rest."

The two monks nodded, then led the way for Zhang Yang and others, and found a house for them to rest.

After the monks left, Zhang Yang pointed out the window and said, "Look at this old ghost, he is not upright. Do we want to travel all night? Even if we sleep outside, it's okay. I can't sleep at night anyway."

At this time, Wukong had already lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and said, "No, I, Lao Sun, is tired from walking and finally can sleep in the bed, so I don't want to sleep outside."

Zhang Yang had no choice but to give up, put it on the chair, pricked up his ears to inquire about the movements around him, and he planned to stay like this all night tonight and stop sleeping.

After a while, Wukong spoke, "By the way, bald, you go and get the golden hoop back, I forgot to take it."

Zhang Yang shook his head: "What's the good thing about that broken thing? You can't just care about it because it's gold. Money is something outside the body. In addition, I have a lot of opinions about Guanyin Bodhisattva's method of relying on hoops to control people. I have always won people with virtue, so don't think about the golden hoops, just throw them away."

Wukong said, "Guanyin is following the Tathagata, and they are all small-minded people. If you cleanse her golden hoop, you will definitely take revenge on you."

Zhang Yang was upset and retorted: "Why? You obviously threw away the golden hoop, what does it have to do with me? I believe that people are doing things and seeing God. There are gods on their heads, and there is justice on earth."

Wukong said, "Think about how you were pulled over to seek the scriptures instead of Tang Seng, and then think about what you just said, think twice about baldness."

Zhang Yang was silent for a while, patted the table and stood up: "Okay, I'd better go and pick it up, you are all uncles."

It was already night now, and he looked up and saw no moon, and he could not see his five fingers. Zhang Yang could only use his memory to explore the place where he had just eaten. Until he saw a slightly shiny house in the distance, which was the place where the golden hoop was located, he tiptoed over, lay on the base of the window, and observed the situation inside through the crack of the door.

However, Zhang Yang looked at it for a long time and there was no one except a candle lamp. Just as he was wondering who was putting the lamp, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Who are you looking for?"

Zhang Yang looked back and saw that there was an extremely dark monk standing beside him. He asked, "Did you smuggle from Africa?"

The black man shook his head and continued to ask, "What are you doing here? Are you stealing?"

Zhang Yang hurriedly corrected: "You take it, take it back what was originally mine."

The black man asked, “Does other people’s home belong to you?”

Zhang Yang didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so he pushed open the door and walked inside, but unexpectedly the black man grabbed his shoulder and refused to let him in. Zhang Yang was completely angry and cursed: "Where did the black coal balls come from? Don't be ungrateful!"

The black man was also angry. He opened his mouth and roared, then turned into his original form, his body expanded several times, and black hair grew all over his body.

"Black...Black Bear Spirit?"

Just after Zhang Yang went to get the golden hoop and had not returned, Wukong was about to go out to find him. As soon as he got up from the bed, he heard a lot of footsteps outside. Then he turned into a mosquito and flew out of the crack in the door, flew to the roof and reappeared his true form, looking at the suspicious monks below.

These monks were holding firewood in their hands and were carefully stacked around the house. The abbot was directing them, and the one standing on the other side was Jinchi.

It turned out that when he saw Zhang Yang being stingy, he refused to borrow magic weapons to show him, so he became malicious and called all the monks to carry dry firewood and prepare to burn them to death at night.

Wukong ignored them and came to the white dragon horse in the Zen temple and asked, "Did you see the bald man?"

Bai Longma said, "Senior Brother, isn't Master with you?"

Wukong shook his head, then flew to the foot of the mountain outside the temple, stepped on the ground with his feet, and shouted: "This land mountain god, come out for me Lao Sun!"

Immediately, a burst of white smoke began to emerge from the place where he stepped on his feet. When the smoke dissipated, an old man more than one meter tall appeared. When the land came out, it was Sun Wukong and hurriedly saluted: "The little fairy didn't know that the Great Sage is coming, and she was in a far-reaching way. I hope the Great Sage will not blame him."

Wukong waved his hand and asked, "Are there monsters nearby? Was he captured the monks?"

Land was stunned for two seconds, then shook his head like a rattle, and replied: "No."

He had never seen a look of evasive answering questions. Wukong could see that the land was lying to him at a glance. Without saying a word, he took out a golden cudgel and pretended to smash it on the land's head.

This is the treasure of Donghai Sea-Ticket, a magic weapon from Dayu during the flood control period. When this stick hits his head, it will not be beaten into meat paste. The land was so scared that it hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy: "Don't be angry, there is indeed a fairy nearby...but..."

When Wukong saw that he was stammering, he became angry and knocked the foot of the land with a stick, knocking the entire piece of land nearby to the ground.

The land was so scared that it was pissing and said hurriedly: "That monster is a black bear who is a spirit. He lives in the Black Wind Mountains in the south. Your master has indeed been taken away by him."

After hearing him say that, Wukong did not rush to find Zhang Yang, but asked the land: "Why did you lie to me just now and say there are no monsters here? If you kill the person who seeks the scriptures, do you know how much sin you have committed?"

The land was about to cry and said without tears: "The Great Sage doesn't know anything. The black bear spirit is kind by nature and it will never hurt your master."

Goku asked, "Oh? Then why did he capture him?"

Tudi said, "I don't know this... I don't know anything. In short, I dare to assure the Great Sage that your master will never receive any harm."

Wukong asked with great interest: "Why? Let's hear it."

When Tudi saw that the Great Sage put away the golden cudgel, he felt relieved. After calming down his nervousness, he began to tell the Great Sage the origin of the black bear spirit and the past stories of him and Elder Jinchi.

About two hundred and fifty years ago, when Jin Chi was a young monk in his twenties, he met the black bear spirit.
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