Trafford’s Trading Club

Inside the house green lamp, futon, wooden fish...a bald monk.

And a rather handsome white-robed monk at that.

Other than that, there was nothing inside the house...this wooden house, it was like a box made out of wooden sticks.

"Goku, you're here..."

Hearing this white-robed monk speak, Little Saint Brother was first startled, then frowned in a whirl, then strode directly into the wooden hut.

He sat down cross-legged directly in front of this handsome monk, sizing him up left and right.

"Goku, is there something on my face that you keep staring at?" The white-robed monk smiled now.

"Here... are you the only one?" Sun Xiaosheng frowned.

"It should be." The monk nodded, "Ever since I came to this place, I've been the only one."

Sun Xiaosheng frowned again and nodded in a whirl, "Alright then, you follow me and I'll take you out of this place."

"Where is this going? I think it's quite nice here, the quiet." The monk shook his head and whirled around, smiling again, "It's the same everywhere, as long as there's a Buddha in your heart."

Little Saint Brother didn't want any nonsense, and waved his hand and directly grabbed the monk's robe and lifted the monk up... but he didn't expect that only just lifting the monk up, the monk actually couldn't stand up, and all of a sudden he fell back down.

"You?" Sun Xiaosheng was suddenly in a state of shock... How was this monk so weak?

The first five layers passed by, each time giving Sun Xiaosheng a feeling of great terror, each layer designated to trap some once astonishing demons inside, only this sixth layer....

"Legs are numb." The monk was now embarrassed, "Sitting for too long. Don't worry yet, Wukong, just wait for me to push the blood."

Go ahead, this white-clothed monk actually actually reached out and pushed and pounded his leg lightly.

Sun Xiaosheng's face was full of weirdness, "You guy... how long have you been sitting?"

"How long..." the white-clothed monk suddenly fell into deep thought, and only after a while did he say, "Wukong, what year is it now, and was the Son of Heaven still surnamed Li back then?"

Sun Xiaosheng, however, suddenly stared at him and jumped away like an electric shock, he was full of vigilance and stared at this white-clothed monk with a deadly stare, saying in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you?"

"Goku, what's wrong with you?" The white-clothed monk looked puzzled and whirled like he had suddenly realized, "I see, Goku you've been naughty again and want to play a role-playing game with my teacher right?"

Saying that, the white monk then face right, the body froze suddenly emerged some immortal drifting breath, as if immortal, "poor monk is Lingtai Fang inch mountain, slanting moon three stars cave, ancestor's door overturning the sea small bald head is also, I do not know brother high name?".

Little Saint couldn't help but stare.

"Amitabha." The white-robed monk slowly stood up, probably staggering from really numb legs.

He walked straight in front of Little Saint Brother, to which Little Saint Brother instinctively retreated even further, and all of a sudden he was on top of the doorway, but he couldn't retreat.

"Brother this time, but did you come for this object?" The white-robed monk was now rummaging through his white robe, and only after a while did he pull out a golden headband that shone brightly and was not a mortal object at a glance.

Sun Xiaosheng subconsciously opened his mouth.

The white-robed monk slowly raised the golden shining headband in his hand, "Brother, I have to remind you that after putting on this golden band, you are and are not a mortal body, and you can't get involved in half of the love affairs in the earthly world, otherwise this golden band will become tighter and tighter, and the suffering will be unbearable."

"Damn you...what path is this? Huh?" Little Saint Brother opened his mouth.

The white-robed monk suddenly stood on his tiptoes and slapped the little Saint brother on the head, feigning anger: "Good you Wukong, for the teacher to play games with you is just! How I usually teach you, no foul language!"

"You monk..." the Little Saint Brother's demon teeth clenched, hostility flashed in his eyes, but he sneered and quietly punched out.

He hadn't even knocked on his head, the True Dragon of God!

"Wukong, you've been naughty again, although I love you, I still have to teach you a lesson."

Bang-!

The sky spun like the earth, Little Saint Brother only felt the world instantly turn upside down in his own eyes, then hit his head on the wooden floor... but was directly over the shoulder by the white-robed monk, and slammed down on the floor.

The fall caused Little Saint Brother to feel his bones crack and his soul to vibrate... However, the worn-out wooden floor suffered no damage from this impact, and although it was worn-out, it was still spotlessly clean.

"It hurts my heart!"

The white-robed monk cried out in grief, and a belly-joint punch landed, and Little Saint instantly felt as if his eyes were about to stomp out and his insides felt as if they were twitching!

"My heart hurts so much!"

A belly fist!

"My heart really hurts!"

A belly fist!

"My heart, it really, really hurts!"

Belly Cross Punch!!!

Bang - bang - bang - bang -!

Little Saint collapsed helplessly on top of the wooden floor...what kind of experience was this?

It's probably like being punched to the proverbial ghost gate, then pulled out and punched in again, and so on and so forth several times.

"My heart hurts so much-!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

At the sight of the raised fist, Little Saint Brother's soul trembled violently, and despite vomiting foam in his mouth, he couldn't care less and yelled twice at the top of his lungs.

The fist swung down, eventually stopping above Little Saint Brother's forehead...missing by an inch.

Little Saint Brother only felt numb, and if this fist really struck above his forehead, it felt like his entire head would explode into paste... Little Saint Brother couldn't help but subconsciously gulp his throat.

The white robed monk nodded his head and released his fist, turning it into a palm and stroking it on Little Brother Saint's head, saying, "I hit you because I really love you. In the past, I was most reluctant to let him have more food, because he was the sweetest of the disciples. The first one is the first one to have a good time, and the second one is the first one to have a good time, and the third one is the first one to have a good time, and the third one is the first one to have a good time. But I still love you the most. Look at the old days, you didn't have to worry about anything except fighting monsters. Don't you think so?"

Little Saint nodded his head with a pale face as he only felt the grip on his head get harder and harder, as if it would crush his head at any moment.

"Do you feel the love I have for you? Goku! Did you feel it!"

"Feel it!"

"Amitabha!"

The white-robed monk finally let go of his palm, revealing a mouthful of brilliant white teeth, and even helped Little Saint Brother up.

Little Saint Brother touched his chest, only to feel a mouthful of bruises piling up in his body, and the huge demonic power all over his body almost felt like it was going to be beaten right back to dissipate... He couldn't help but feel horrified.

This white-robed monk looked like he had a handsome skin, but there was no fluctuation of power on his body at all... yet he did not expect that fist to be so terrifying.

What was the origin of the white-robed monk that was held at the sixth floor of this Town Immortal Tower, could it really be that myth mentioned....

"By the way, Wukong, you still haven't told my teacher, what year is it now, can the outer heavens still be my emperor brother?" The white-robed monk suddenly asked.

Little Saint Brother's heart trembled and hesitated a few times before he asked carefully, "Dare I ask... dare I ask the name of the elder?"

"Goku are you being naughty again?" The white-robed monk shook his head, eyeing his fist raised again, and blew an eyebrow and glared, "I am the Three Burial Venerable who swept thousands of demonic beauty maidens on the westward journey, and who is known in the jianghu as Imperial Brother, ah!"

Sun Xiaosheng only felt like thunder from a clear sky, his brain exploded for a moment, his face pale, and he muttered to himself, "You're Venerable Sanzang? Impossible, impossible...Westbound is nothing more than a fabricated story...impossible, impossible..."

Sun Xiaosheng that was a stone monkey that burst out of a spirit stone in the mountain, relying on himself to absorb the sun and moon in the mountain, and finally condensed the demon body, despite being born a stone monkey, strong demon power, debut is the pinnacle, but the land of God is not without great demons.

In the beginning, a great demon like him was actually a fraction of the big brother of the Four Spirits of Heaven, but Sun Xiaosheng was born warlike and had extraordinary fighting power, but he had made some name for himself in the demon territory, and if he really wanted to fight madly, even the big brother of the Four Spirits of Heaven could only avoid him.

He originally wasn't called Sun Xiaosheng, but his origin was very similar to the one in the mythical story of the westward journey, so he changed his name to Sun Xiaosheng to spread his fame.

After Mount Tai's aura erupted, Sun Xiaosheng returned to the deep mountain he had obtained, and also experienced some opportunities, and his strength increased greatly, and he entered the realm of Demon King.

He originally thought of making a push to the level of a great demon king before coming out to be a demon, but he suddenly received a message from Su Zijun and left the mountain, later arriving at the sixth level of the Xuanyuan Palace's Immortal Tower.

Su Zi Jun, allowing himself to bring out this monk from some unknown path... what was the purpose?

This monk claimed to be the Venerable Sanzang, but Sun Xiaosheng knew that this world was the only one without Buddhism.

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It's not that this world doesn't have Buddhism, it's just that it doesn't have Buddhas...and no, there are many Buddhas that have been passed down on Indian soil, but that's another myth.

Shenzhou didn't have one.

Neither did a single Buddhist cultivator, and since ancient times, there was only the Daoist Gate.

Buddhas on earth were just ordinary monks and ancient temples.

Only Sun Xiaosheng's brain was confused now, crouching on the ground, partly because he was doubting his life by the white robed monk's fist, and partly because the information revealed in the white robed monk's words was impacting Sun Xiaosheng's knowledge of the mythology of the divine state.

The white robed monk now blinked his eyes, looked at his fist, and muttered, "Could it be that my love is too heavy... Wukong, how are you doing? Don't scare me!"

"I... I'm not the Monkey King you're talking about." Coldly, Sun Xiaosheng took a deep breath and struggled to speak, "I'm not that monkey, my real name is Shi Xiaodang!"

"Shi Xiaodang?" The white-robed monk was stunned, then nodded and said, "Hello Brother Shi, Poor Monk Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave Little Bald Head!"

"You... "Little Saint Brother slowly panted and climbed back up, the monk's fist was heavy, but not so heavy as to actually kill him, the demon power in his body had calmed down, and after a few vibrations, the external wounds on his body did recover quite a bit, he looked at The white-robed monk said, "I was entrusted to bring you out of this Town Immortal Pagoda this time. Are you... going or not?"

This monk's fists were too hard, and if he didn't leave, Sun Xiaosheng wouldn't be able to wear him down for a moment. At this time, Gongsun Wuzang and the young man in the white shirt did not know how the battle was going in the Immortal Tower. But Gongsun Wuzang had already shouted inside the palace, and I'm afraid that the outside of the Zhen Xian Pagoda was not overcrowded at this time.

Although Su Zijun had given him the key to get started, but with all of Xuanyuan Palace on alert, he wouldn't be able to break out even if he had ten lives.

If this monk didn't leave now, Little Brother Saint thought that he could only leave this place first, and only consider coming back after he went back to seek Su Zijun for a clarification.

"Does Brother Shi have a way to leave this place?" The white-robed monk now blinked his eyes and asked.

Sun Xiaosheng directly threw out the compass in his hand, "It will take us back to the first level of the Zhen Xian Tower, the outer doors are already open, it will be easy to get out, except that the outside may already be filled with warriors from all the different departments of Xuanyuan Palace."

"No harm no foul." The white-robed monk smiled at this point, "For Master... oh, many years ago, I have successfully dug a tunnel to ensure that I can leave without being noticed by anyone na."

"Earth...a tunnel?" Little Saint Brother stared once again.

The white-robed monk threw off his robe and said with a flourish, "Back then, I was... Oh, back then I was deeply trapped in the Daughter Kingdom, and those great generals and prime ministers came looking for me every day, if I didn't have the ability to dig tunnels, I would have been discovered by the Daughter Kingdom emperor and my harem would have caught fire. "

"You it..." but looking at the white robed monk's now suddenly raised fist, Little Saint Brother suddenly pursed his lips and said helplessly, "Then let's go now, I'm afraid it will be a problem if we're late."

"Brother Shi wait, I still have to fetch one more thing!" The white-robed monk now flew and said.

As he said, under Little Saint Brother's puzzled gaze, the white-robed monk ran at once to the spot where the pouches were.

Only this white-robed monk first stuffed the wooden fish on the ground into his robe, then picked up the futon, rolled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his back, before lying down on the wooden floor paper and using his fingers to clasp the floor.

Little Saint Brother opened his mouth and took a few steps forward, only to see that the white-robed monk had now gouged the wooden floor... The wooden floor was hidden and seamless, and even if he hit it, there was no crack in it at all, so I really didn't know how the monk had gouged it.

"Found it!"

I saw the white-robed monk now pull out a foot-long, long wooden box from a secret compartment underneath the board, and then shoved it into his bosom with glowing eyes, as if it was precious.

"What is this?" Little Saint asked with a frown on his face.

"Shh!" The white-robed monk mysteriously gestured to silence before lowering his voice and saying, "Wukong, how many times have I told you to keep your voice down... If people find out that I have the [Moonlight Box], there will be dozens of times more demons trying to catch me! Those female demons are fine, at most they just want to mate with my teacher, but those male demons are going to stew me up to eat!"

"Moon...moon what?"

Sun Xiaosheng shrieked.

Moonlight Box?!

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PS1: Thanks to Big Brother [Unreal Promise] for the moe, pass the tea.

PS2: Ding, Moe mission submitted.

PS3: (11)