Chapter 92 The shit-throwing army!
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Shi Shang Zui Shuai Zuo Zhe
Master Ran Deng couldn't resist his impulse and raised his hand to grab it. The golden light was brilliant, just like the Buddha taking action to suppress evil spirits.
Swish!
The big golden hand fell from the sky and pressed heavily on the Big Mushroom King.
In an instant, sand and dust billowed.
"Master Ran Deng is mighty!" everyone exclaimed excitedly.
Master Ran Deng said solemnly: "This ancient medicine is destined to my Buddha, so I accepted it first."
Boom!
At this time, the golden hand was shattered to pieces.
"That's too much. Why are you slapping me on the head!?" The aura on Big Mushroom King's body was terrifying. He felt aggrieved and mixed with anger at the same time.
"Oh my god, this is the best medicine king!" Everyone was horrified. The opponent's cultivation aura was that of Perfect Golden Pill.
Master Ran Deng had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "You evildoers, please don't be so arrogant!"
"Big Mushroom King, he wants to arrest you for auction!" Youyao King shouted.
The Big Mushroom King was stunned for a moment, then his anger surged, "I won't let you succeed! Watch your move!"
Swish.
The Big Mushroom King jumped up, like a mountain bearing down on top, and then smashed towards Master Ran Deng.
The power released is extremely terrifying, even Yuanying monks are terrified.
Master Ran Deng suppressed his inner uneasiness, raised his hands above his head, and chanted sutras crazily in his mouth. His whole body was enveloped in the sacred Buddha's light, as if he was about to become a Buddha on the spot.
"I have an indestructible body, you can't... ah!!"
rumbling~
The explosion sounded earth-shattering.
Everyone came back to their senses and were stunned.
Under the Big Mushroom King's buttocks, an old monk with white eyebrows was pressed tightly. He was vomiting blood and his face was in pain.
After all, this is a creature of the Medicine Clan that is second only to the Immortal Medicine level, and is the undisputed master of the Medicine King Valley.
Even though Master Ran Deng has developed an indestructible body due to his cultivation, in the face of the overwhelming power of the Big Mushroom King, it will be broken like a window paper.
"Let you pat my head! Let you pat my head!!" The big mushroom king was very excited. He jumped up repeatedly and hit Master Ran Deng hard, obviously venting his dissatisfaction.
"Ah!!" Master Ran Deng was hit so hard that his body twitched, his eyes were about to burst, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
If it were an ordinary monk, he would have been teleported away under such an attack.
But Master Ran Deng is different. His physical defense is extremely abnormal. Even if he withstands such a huge attack, his life is not in danger.
Therefore, in this situation, all he could do was make a fool of himself and be trampled by the Big Mushroom King repeatedly, but he had no power to resist!
"Grandmaster!"
Everyone cried out sadly.
Master Ran Deng seemed to have a mask of pain on his face as he gritted his teeth and said, "Nie Zhan, you have the guts to make me wake up!"
Upon hearing this, the Big Mushroom King obediently got off him. When Master Ran Deng was about to stand up tremblingly, he sat down again.
"what!"
Master Ran Deng was hit hard and felt very angry and anxious. He wished he could be teleported out immediately to avoid being embarrassed here.
"Big Mushroom King, leave this old bald donkey to us and let him taste our power!" Youyao King suggested.
"it is good!"
Just in case, the Big Mushroom King summoned two green vines to tightly trap Master Ran Deng's hands and feet. Because this was its power, Master Ran Deng could not break free.
"You, what do you want to do? Buddha will not forgive you!" Master Ran Deng realized what was about to happen. He thought of the unbearable scene last time in Yaowang Valley. Goosebumps appeared all over his body and his back oozed. Feeling cold.
He originally thought that he would be able to avenge his shame this time and not make the same mistake again, but in the end, a big medicine king shot out halfway and suppressed him easily.
It's really not as good as God!
"Come on, take off his clothes!" The medicine kings were filled with indignation and rushed over to tear him apart randomly.
"Stop! I am an eminent Buddhist monk! You will be punished for doing this!" Master Ran Deng was frightened and angry, his body felt cold, and his expression was filled with shame and anger.
The male monks present looked strange, and the female monks looked contemptuous.
"Hang up this old bald ass!!"
"it is good!"
Soon, Master Ran Deng was hung on a bamboo, like an exhibit for everyone to see.
Feeling countless strange looks, Master Ran Deng's old face burned, and the sadness and anger in his heart reached its peak.
"Next, it's your turn!" A group of medicine tribes approached the group of monks with menacing force.
"Medicine masters, it's none of our business, please show your respect!"
"We are just here for a visit, why do we need to fight and kill?"
"Give it a chance!"
Everyone turned pale with fear and said in a panic.
As the saying goes, scholars can be killed but not humiliated. Seeing the fate of Master Ran Deng, they are also afraid of becoming the next one.
If he was really humiliated like this, he would probably have inner demons and live in the shadows for the rest of his life.
Chi Jingzhi had an idea, "I have a good idea. Let these humans roll dung balls and hit the old bald donkey. If they hit the old bald donkey hard, they will be fine."
"Ok?"
The other medicine kings were surprised.
"King Jing, you are such a fucking genius!"
"I admire you for being able to come up with such a damaging move!"
"But where did this dung ball come from?"
heard.
Chi Jingzhi shook his head and said proudly: "Have you forgotten? In the territory I am in charge of, there are a bunch of spirit-horned cattle living in it. They produce a lot of smelly cakes every day, which is enough to rub the dung balls!"
"King Jing is so generous, but he has the most stinky daddy!" a companion said with emotion.
You must know that many medicinal herbs grow in Yaowang Valley, and the stinky dumplings emitted by spiritual beasts are the best fertilizers. The two parties are in a mutually beneficial relationship.
Therefore, Chi Jingzhi proposed to hit the old bald donkey with smelly cakes, just like the monks outside using spiritual crystals to hit people!
"This..." Everyone looked at each other and groaned secretly. Wasn't this asking them to offend someone in the Tribulation Realm?
Soon, a large number of black objects fell from the sky and piled up like hills on the ground, emitting an unpleasant smell of cow dung.
The medicinal people at the scene were all agitated. This was a gift from nature to them!
"Hurry up!" Chi Jingzhi ordered a young man in a Confucian shirt, gesturing for him to quickly follow the instructions.
The young man in Confucian shirt took two steps back and waved his hands repeatedly in fear, "I, I don't dare!"
"Then you will be like him, stripped naked and hung on top!" Chi Jingzhi added: "And they will still be tied together! The kind that sticks to each other!"
"hiss--!!!"
Everyone gasped and felt chilly.
Ruthless, too ruthless!
The hair of the young man in Confucian shirt was numb. Naturally, he did not want to have such close contact. He gritted his teeth and said, "Will other people be like me?"
"Of course!"
"Then I'll throw it!"
The young man in the Confucian shirt was willing to take risks. After all, there were so many victims present, and with such a huge number of victims, his rude behavior seemed as light as a feather.
Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the young man in Confucian shirt resisted his nausea, rolled out a standard round dung ball, raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed it at the skinny figure hanging on the bamboo.
Master Ran Deng looked ugly and reminded: "Donor, please follow your inner guidance and don't be coerced by external forces! Those are just clouds, clouds!"
"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"
The young man in Confucian shirt was relieved and said with respect: "You are right, you must follow your heart!"
Master Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a kind face: "Well, little boy..."
Snapped!
The next second, the dung ball hit his face hard, looking like a black flower blooming from a distance.
Master Ran Deng's expression was frozen on his face, and the smell of cow dung filled his nose.
Grandma Amit is a Buddha, you really dare to smash her! ! !
"Master is indeed a master. He doesn't care about my offense at all. This is the real enlightened monk!" The young man in Confucian shirt burst into tears with gratitude.
"That's good, that's good. If I don't go to hell, who will?" Master Randeng pretended to be free and easy, laughing loudly, thinking that after he got out, he would kill this kid!
When everyone saw this, they were greatly shocked.
What is the realm?
This is!
"Master, I have offended you so much!"
Seeing the young man in Confucian robes start to move, the monks behind him rushed over, rubbing the balls of dung and throwing them towards Master Ran Deng.
clap clap ~!
Then, countless dung balls landed on the white-browed old monk accurately and perfectly at parabolic angles.
From head to toe, they are in close contact with cow dung.
"Why don't you guys throw it away? Do you want to be like him?" Chi Jingzhi threatened.
Meditation in Xuankong Temple showed embarrassment.
"Everyone, let's throw it away while there are many people." A fellow student said cautiously.
"Hey, I believe Master Ran Deng will understand us." Several other people sighed and said pitifully: "I, the Buddha, are compassionate~"
Then, excitedly join the excrement-throwing army.
Master Ran Deng was hit by a hail of dung balls, feeling extremely sad and angry, but helpless. This was even more humiliating than the last time he encountered it!
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come to Yaowang Valley!
"Enough! Enough!"
"Enough... ugh!!!"
Master Ran Deng was about to roar, but he didn't know who threw the dung ball so accurately that it immediately flew into his mouth. His throat subconsciously made a swallowing motion. The pungent and disgusting stench made his face turn into pig liver. Colorful, two lines of turbid tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
This taste is so delicious!
Swish!
The big golden hand fell from the sky and pressed heavily on the Big Mushroom King.
In an instant, sand and dust billowed.
"Master Ran Deng is mighty!" everyone exclaimed excitedly.
Master Ran Deng said solemnly: "This ancient medicine is destined to my Buddha, so I accepted it first."
Boom!
At this time, the golden hand was shattered to pieces.
"That's too much. Why are you slapping me on the head!?" The aura on Big Mushroom King's body was terrifying. He felt aggrieved and mixed with anger at the same time.
"Oh my god, this is the best medicine king!" Everyone was horrified. The opponent's cultivation aura was that of Perfect Golden Pill.
Master Ran Deng had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "You evildoers, please don't be so arrogant!"
"Big Mushroom King, he wants to arrest you for auction!" Youyao King shouted.
The Big Mushroom King was stunned for a moment, then his anger surged, "I won't let you succeed! Watch your move!"
Swish.
The Big Mushroom King jumped up, like a mountain bearing down on top, and then smashed towards Master Ran Deng.
The power released is extremely terrifying, even Yuanying monks are terrified.
Master Ran Deng suppressed his inner uneasiness, raised his hands above his head, and chanted sutras crazily in his mouth. His whole body was enveloped in the sacred Buddha's light, as if he was about to become a Buddha on the spot.
"I have an indestructible body, you can't... ah!!"
rumbling~
The explosion sounded earth-shattering.
Everyone came back to their senses and were stunned.
Under the Big Mushroom King's buttocks, an old monk with white eyebrows was pressed tightly. He was vomiting blood and his face was in pain.
After all, this is a creature of the Medicine Clan that is second only to the Immortal Medicine level, and is the undisputed master of the Medicine King Valley.
Even though Master Ran Deng has developed an indestructible body due to his cultivation, in the face of the overwhelming power of the Big Mushroom King, it will be broken like a window paper.
"Let you pat my head! Let you pat my head!!" The big mushroom king was very excited. He jumped up repeatedly and hit Master Ran Deng hard, obviously venting his dissatisfaction.
"Ah!!" Master Ran Deng was hit so hard that his body twitched, his eyes were about to burst, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
If it were an ordinary monk, he would have been teleported away under such an attack.
But Master Ran Deng is different. His physical defense is extremely abnormal. Even if he withstands such a huge attack, his life is not in danger.
Therefore, in this situation, all he could do was make a fool of himself and be trampled by the Big Mushroom King repeatedly, but he had no power to resist!
"Grandmaster!"
Everyone cried out sadly.
Master Ran Deng seemed to have a mask of pain on his face as he gritted his teeth and said, "Nie Zhan, you have the guts to make me wake up!"
Upon hearing this, the Big Mushroom King obediently got off him. When Master Ran Deng was about to stand up tremblingly, he sat down again.
"what!"
Master Ran Deng was hit hard and felt very angry and anxious. He wished he could be teleported out immediately to avoid being embarrassed here.
"Big Mushroom King, leave this old bald donkey to us and let him taste our power!" Youyao King suggested.
"it is good!"
Just in case, the Big Mushroom King summoned two green vines to tightly trap Master Ran Deng's hands and feet. Because this was its power, Master Ran Deng could not break free.
"You, what do you want to do? Buddha will not forgive you!" Master Ran Deng realized what was about to happen. He thought of the unbearable scene last time in Yaowang Valley. Goosebumps appeared all over his body and his back oozed. Feeling cold.
He originally thought that he would be able to avenge his shame this time and not make the same mistake again, but in the end, a big medicine king shot out halfway and suppressed him easily.
It's really not as good as God!
"Come on, take off his clothes!" The medicine kings were filled with indignation and rushed over to tear him apart randomly.
"Stop! I am an eminent Buddhist monk! You will be punished for doing this!" Master Ran Deng was frightened and angry, his body felt cold, and his expression was filled with shame and anger.
The male monks present looked strange, and the female monks looked contemptuous.
"Hang up this old bald ass!!"
"it is good!"
Soon, Master Ran Deng was hung on a bamboo, like an exhibit for everyone to see.
Feeling countless strange looks, Master Ran Deng's old face burned, and the sadness and anger in his heart reached its peak.
"Next, it's your turn!" A group of medicine tribes approached the group of monks with menacing force.
"Medicine masters, it's none of our business, please show your respect!"
"We are just here for a visit, why do we need to fight and kill?"
"Give it a chance!"
Everyone turned pale with fear and said in a panic.
As the saying goes, scholars can be killed but not humiliated. Seeing the fate of Master Ran Deng, they are also afraid of becoming the next one.
If he was really humiliated like this, he would probably have inner demons and live in the shadows for the rest of his life.
Chi Jingzhi had an idea, "I have a good idea. Let these humans roll dung balls and hit the old bald donkey. If they hit the old bald donkey hard, they will be fine."
"Ok?"
The other medicine kings were surprised.
"King Jing, you are such a fucking genius!"
"I admire you for being able to come up with such a damaging move!"
"But where did this dung ball come from?"
heard.
Chi Jingzhi shook his head and said proudly: "Have you forgotten? In the territory I am in charge of, there are a bunch of spirit-horned cattle living in it. They produce a lot of smelly cakes every day, which is enough to rub the dung balls!"
"King Jing is so generous, but he has the most stinky daddy!" a companion said with emotion.
You must know that many medicinal herbs grow in Yaowang Valley, and the stinky dumplings emitted by spiritual beasts are the best fertilizers. The two parties are in a mutually beneficial relationship.
Therefore, Chi Jingzhi proposed to hit the old bald donkey with smelly cakes, just like the monks outside using spiritual crystals to hit people!
"This..." Everyone looked at each other and groaned secretly. Wasn't this asking them to offend someone in the Tribulation Realm?
Soon, a large number of black objects fell from the sky and piled up like hills on the ground, emitting an unpleasant smell of cow dung.
The medicinal people at the scene were all agitated. This was a gift from nature to them!
"Hurry up!" Chi Jingzhi ordered a young man in a Confucian shirt, gesturing for him to quickly follow the instructions.
The young man in Confucian shirt took two steps back and waved his hands repeatedly in fear, "I, I don't dare!"
"Then you will be like him, stripped naked and hung on top!" Chi Jingzhi added: "And they will still be tied together! The kind that sticks to each other!"
"hiss--!!!"
Everyone gasped and felt chilly.
Ruthless, too ruthless!
The hair of the young man in Confucian shirt was numb. Naturally, he did not want to have such close contact. He gritted his teeth and said, "Will other people be like me?"
"Of course!"
"Then I'll throw it!"
The young man in the Confucian shirt was willing to take risks. After all, there were so many victims present, and with such a huge number of victims, his rude behavior seemed as light as a feather.
Then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the young man in Confucian shirt resisted his nausea, rolled out a standard round dung ball, raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed it at the skinny figure hanging on the bamboo.
Master Ran Deng looked ugly and reminded: "Donor, please follow your inner guidance and don't be coerced by external forces! Those are just clouds, clouds!"
"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"
The young man in Confucian shirt was relieved and said with respect: "You are right, you must follow your heart!"
Master Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a kind face: "Well, little boy..."
Snapped!
The next second, the dung ball hit his face hard, looking like a black flower blooming from a distance.
Master Ran Deng's expression was frozen on his face, and the smell of cow dung filled his nose.
Grandma Amit is a Buddha, you really dare to smash her! ! !
"Master is indeed a master. He doesn't care about my offense at all. This is the real enlightened monk!" The young man in Confucian shirt burst into tears with gratitude.
"That's good, that's good. If I don't go to hell, who will?" Master Randeng pretended to be free and easy, laughing loudly, thinking that after he got out, he would kill this kid!
When everyone saw this, they were greatly shocked.
What is the realm?
This is!
"Master, I have offended you so much!"
Seeing the young man in Confucian robes start to move, the monks behind him rushed over, rubbing the balls of dung and throwing them towards Master Ran Deng.
clap clap ~!
Then, countless dung balls landed on the white-browed old monk accurately and perfectly at parabolic angles.
From head to toe, they are in close contact with cow dung.
"Why don't you guys throw it away? Do you want to be like him?" Chi Jingzhi threatened.
Meditation in Xuankong Temple showed embarrassment.
"Everyone, let's throw it away while there are many people." A fellow student said cautiously.
"Hey, I believe Master Ran Deng will understand us." Several other people sighed and said pitifully: "I, the Buddha, are compassionate~"
Then, excitedly join the excrement-throwing army.
Master Ran Deng was hit by a hail of dung balls, feeling extremely sad and angry, but helpless. This was even more humiliating than the last time he encountered it!
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come to Yaowang Valley!
"Enough! Enough!"
"Enough... ugh!!!"
Master Ran Deng was about to roar, but he didn't know who threw the dung ball so accurately that it immediately flew into his mouth. His throat subconsciously made a swallowing motion. The pungent and disgusting stench made his face turn into pig liver. Colorful, two lines of turbid tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
This taste is so delicious!
