However, five minutes later, the two old men were dumbfounded.

A foodie?

"This hero is truly extraordinary."

The old man in black said with trembling lips.

"Hey, I'm an old pig with a big intestine, so I'm only three-thirds full."

Zhu Bajie patted his belly and said proudly.

"..."

The two old men were speechless for a moment. After eating five or six pots of rice and seventy or eighty white flour buns, they were still three-thirds full. Are they afraid they really encountered a monster?

"As the saying goes, eating people is soft-spoken, and taking advantage of others is short-handed. The poor monk saw that a monster had come to his house, and there was a trace of evil spirit."

After three rounds of dinner, Tang Sanzang spoke.

"this……"

The two brothers looked at each other and it seemed that this holy monk from the east was quite capable and discovered that there were monsters here.

"Elder, since you came from the east, you must have seen the Inspiration King Temple, right?"

The old man in black asked.

"No, I just saw a stone tablet."

"This means that the elder has not taken the right path. Walking a few miles to the shore, there is a temple, which is the Temple of the King of Inspiration."

The old man in black nodded.

"What is the origin of this inspiration king, and he dares to call himself a king?"

Monk Sha asked unconvinced.

He has been living in Liushahe for so many years, but he has never gained a reputation, not even a prestigious nickname.

On the contrary, I met many arrogant people along the way, such as the monk from the Wuji Kingdom, Zhen Guoxi...

Now another inspiration king appeared, and Monk Sha felt very unhappy. He was looking for an opportunity to kill him.

"The King of Inspiration sprinkles nectar on the village every year, and clouds of happiness fall in the village every year. His magical powers are vast and efficacious."

The old man in white clothes couldn't help but burst into tears as he spoke.

"Old man, if you say so, he is also a good monster. Why are you crying?"

The dead ghost king asked doubtfully.

"Alas! This monster also has to be worshiped. It only eats boys and girls. This year, it is my turn and my eldest brother's turn."

The old man in black sighed and his eyes became moist.

"Ever since the monster came, a boy and a girl have been paired every year, but if they don't obey, the water in the Tongtian River will rise, leaving us with nothing to gain and no money or life!"

Hearing this, Tang Sanzang fell silent. This inspiration king was so presumptuous. To be honest, he didn't want to accept any more disciples, but he also didn't want to miss the system's rewards.

How about accepting a disciple first and then killing him?

Thinking of this, Tang Sanzang's eyes lit up, this was a good idea.

"Two old benefactors and poor monks can save your child, all they need is this..."

…

"It's time to enjoy the benefits."

In the Tongtian River, the King of Inspiration touched his belly, but he was craving for the taste of boys and girls.

I remember that when I was living in the South China Sea, I would eat and lose one of the boys and girls, and I could easily eat thousands of them in a year.

But when we get here, there are only a few hundred households, so we have to plan carefully to cut leeks and only eat a pair a year.

But fortunately, as long as I drag the pilgrim into the water, I can go back to Nanhai happily. Before I leave, I will eat up Chenjiacun!

…

"In trouble? Trash!"

At Putuo Mountain, Guanyin Bodhisattva snorted coldly, and a trace of black energy flashed in his eyes. At some point, he had already reached the early stage of quasi-sage!

"Go and have a look, the monkey and the pig's head are thrown, just in time to settle accounts with you!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva stepped on the lotus platform and left the dojo. This time, she was already a quasi-sage. No matter how powerful the pig-headed monkey and the monkey were, they were just Da Luo Jinxian!

This time I will definitely take revenge and get back all the face I lost before!

…

"call!"

After leaving Tongtian River, the King of Inspiration quietly looked around, then flew to the Temple of the King of Inspiration with the demon wind.

"Brother, when will the monster come?"

"I don't know, just wait."

"Oh, it's a pity that Master won't let us use the magic weapon."

"Master said that we should capture the monster alive. If it's put in a bottle, will it still die?"

In the temple, there are two boys sitting cross-legged on the alchemy plate on the offering table. Who are they if they are not gold and silver boys?

"call!"

The evil wind suddenly arises.

The gold and silver boy stopped communicating and took a closer look. It turned out to be a human figure.

The golden armor and golden helmet are splendid and new, and the precious belt around the waist is surrounded by red clouds.

The eyes are as bright as stars emerging at night, and the teeth are like rear-arranged serrations.

He looks very ferocious, really ugly, and has a strong sense of death and resentment lingering around his body. He is not a good monster.

"Which family are you worshiping from?"

"It's from your grandpa's house!"

The Golden Horn King jumped up, kicked the Inspiration King on the nose, and then jumped into the air.

It’s really a slap in the face!

"Who are you!"

The Inspiration King's expression changed, and he felt that he might have fallen into a trap. This little kid turned out to be a Taiyi Golden Immortal!

"It's your grandpa!"

The Golden Horn King struck down with one punch.

"snort!"

The Inspiration King snorted coldly, took out a pair of lotus hammers, and hammered them out.

"Bang!"

The Golden Horned King flew out upside down, his breath unsteady.

After all, this inspiration king is in the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, which is two small realms higher than him. He cannot use the spiritual treasure at this time, so he will naturally suffer a loss.

"Choubi, don't hurt my eldest brother!"

King Silver Horn yelled, and he also clenched his fists and hit King Inspiration.

"Two in the early stage of Taiyi Golden Fairyland, they overestimate their abilities!"

The Inspiration King struck out with two hammers, sending the Golden Horn King spiraling into the sky.

"Brother, brother, come quickly!"

King Golden Horn shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Bang!"

King Silver Horn slammed the cup on the altar table.

According to the plan, the two of them lured out the Inspiration King, and then threw a cup as a signal, and the axemen who were ambushing on the left and right...the brothers would fight out together to take down this monster!

"What!"

Hearing this, the King of Inspiration panicked, "Senior Brother, Junior Brother? Could it be those big monsters around the pilgrims?"

No, it’s over!

"call……"

A gust of breeze blew by, picking up a few leaves, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

"Senior brother and sister? Two little things, who are you trying to scare?!"

The Inspiration King showed a ferocious smile on his face and chased the gold and silver boy with a lotus hammer in one hand.
To be continued...