Chapter 239 Alien Species, Four-legged Golden Toad
The warm spring sun shines on the riverside of the town. From time to time, a few women carrying wooden buckets come out of the town. They squat on the big rocks by the river and wash clothes.
The sound of water gurgling was accompanied by their soft conversations and occasional crying.
However, no matter where they squatted to wash clothes, the huge waves caused by the previous fight and the current conversation between the frog and the monk were like air in their eyes.
There seemed to be a barrier between the two, isolating everything.
When the red-robed monk heard this, he did not answer. Instead, he glanced at the women washing clothes and asked with a smile:
"King Cangli, are you afraid that they will hear you? In their eyes, aren't you the god who protects the town?"
King Cangli couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, "God? How much is this thing worth? Can it help me ascend to the upper realm?"
"Oh, really?" The red-robed monk raised his lips slightly, still smiling, "Then why did you set up a barrier to isolate everything here? Isn't it normal for monks to die in a battle with a few ants?"
"You're talking about this." King Cangli answered absentmindedly, full of perfunctory tone:
"It's simple. I'm afraid of death. I've survived here for thousands of years. Maybe if I can survive another few thousand years, and if I'm lucky, I can ascend to the upper realm."
"I don't want to be like someone who sought his own death and wiped out the entire Medicine King Valley, and now has turned his poisonous hands on these mortals."
At this point, King Cangli looked deeply at the red-robed monk and called out, "Quack. (Monk, I advise you to run back to the Western Desert Region as soon as possible before a disaster occurs.)"
"Otherwise, when Qingyun Immortal Sect sends someone over, even if you have supernatural powers, you won't be able to escape."
"Amitabha." The red-robed monk put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and shook his head. "There's no need to run. I caused a disaster more than 6,000 years ago. Now I am just doing this on purpose."
"Did you do it on purpose?" King Cangli was startled, then frowned and asked, "Are you deliberately luring people from Qingyun Immortal Sect here?"
The red-robed monk smiled and shook his head, "I cannot tell you about this question."
"But..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed the subject and continued, "If you agree to be my slave, I will tell you everything."
"To be honest, I have traveled through the Nine Realms for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen a golden toad whose cultivation is about to pass the tribulation, and it is also a different species."
"Ordinary golden toads have three legs, but you have four. Moreover, the spiritual energy in this town is so scarce, but you can still cultivate to the Tribulation Realm. I am indeed a little curious."
Although there is only one word between spirit pets and slave pets, their identities and status are very different.
The former is a good partner who accompanies the monks in fighting together. The contract signed by the two is an equal contract, and there is no relationship between superiors and subordinates.
But the latter is completely different. A pet is a pet just like a slave, and the contract signed with the monk is a slave contract.
In short, the power over your life and death is directly in the hands of the signatory. If you die, he may not die, but if he dies, you will definitely die too.
No monster could accept such a great humiliation, let alone a four-legged golden toad of an alien species that was about to undergo a tribulation.
The next moment, King Cangli raised his head and opened his mouth wide. A golden tongue several dozen meters long shot out and hit the monk on the shore.
An angry frog croak followed closely behind.
"Quack, quack! (Although I am afraid of death, frogmen will never be slaves!)"
Seeing this, the red-robed monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name calmly: "Amitabha, I am just making a suggestion, why is King Cangli so angry?"
"Fuck your bullshit advice, die!"
Along with this roar, the big golden tongue slammed heavily on the red-robed monk with the force of thunder, and huge waves thousands of feet high were immediately stirred up on the shore.
Looking at the evil monk drowned in the huge waves, there was no joy in King Cangli's eyes. Instead, his brows were tightly furrowed and his heart was full of vigilance.
"If this attack fails to hurt him, then I may have to break my promise."
He used his innate magical powers and the power of heaven and earth to attack this time. Even the king of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, the Lizun Mad Tiger, did not dare to take it head-on.
Even though he was still a little bit away from transcending the tribulation, he had to know that Lizun Kuanghu was the king of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, and his cultivation level in the early stages of transcending the tribulation was the same as this monk's.
However, after a few breaths, the sound of chanting coming from the huge waves made him sigh in his heart.
(Hey! Boss, I'm sorry, Xiao Chunchun is really going to break the promise. I can't beat this evil monk.)
"Amitabha! The last time I had such a satisfying battle was the battle against the barbarians more than 6,000 years ago. I never thought that a golden toad of your Mahayana perfection could deliver a blow comparable to that of a mid-stage Tribulation Crossing."
"If it weren't for the fact that I need to fulfill my king's order, I would really like to take you in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge waves disappeared and the water returned to calm.
On the shore, a monk in a red robe was still standing there, unharmed, without even a drop of water on his body.
The only difference from before was that at this moment he clasped his hands together, looked dignified, and his whole body was shining with golden light.
Looking at the scene in front of him, King Cangli's pupils shrank, and he said in disbelief: "The most powerful physical skill of the Great Leiyin Temple, [Indestructible Body of Vajra]!"
The red-robed monk's golden light dissipated, and he was slightly surprised: "Wow! I didn't expect King Cangli to be so knowledgeable. It seems that you are not a wild golden toad."
"No wonder you don't want to be my slave anymore. It turns out you already have a master."
King Cangli almost lost his voice and said, "You are really the great monk of the Great Leiyin Temple! If so, why do you still do such a heinous thing?!"
"The Great Leiyin Temple is the top Buddhist sect in the Western Desert Region, and is well-known throughout the Nine Regions for its compassion and its dedication to helping the world!"
The red monk nodded and smiled, "Yes, Buddha said that compassion is the most important thing, and the reason why I did that was to save the residents of the town from the water and fire."
King Cangli immediately retorted: "You are talking nonsense! I witnessed with my own eyes that you brutally killed the townspeople, and you asked me to help you dispose of the bodies."
"Amitabha!"
The red-robed monk put his hands together, looked compassionate, and chanted the Buddha's name softly, "I didn't kill them, it was a ritual."
"If they can withstand my ritual, they will survive."
King Cangli cursed: "Fuck! You monk, how shameless! You killed him, and you blamed it on Yiji!"
"If you didn't initiate the ritual, how could they die?!"
The red-robed monk shook his head and sighed, "You are overthinking. You only see the external form, but you don't perceive the inner spirit at all."
"They are not dead. Buddha said there is a paradise in the west. They just went there to see the Buddha."
King Cangli was so angry that he quacked: "Quack! (Fuck your mother! Why don't you just die and go see the Buddha!?)"
"I also want to see the Buddha, but I still have a mission given to me by my king that I have not completed. I cannot die for the time being."
As he spoke, the red-robed monk took out a golden bowl, then gently turned the bowl upside down. The next moment, a female corpse appeared at his feet.
The red-robed monk kicked the female corpse into the river and said, "Just like the previous times, clean it up."
King Cangli's golden tongue rolled up the female corpse and brought it in front of him. He looked at the female corpse, which died in the same way as in the previous times.
Blood was gushing out of all his orifices, his eyes were gouged out, and there was an expression of disbelief on his face.
Obviously, she didn't expect that the person who was least likely to kill her in the town would kill her!
King Cangli retracted his tongue, chewed a few times, and then burped: "Burp~ The female corpse is very young this time, and it tastes pretty good."
The red-robed monk smiled with satisfaction: "Of course it's good. This is a virgin girl who just turned 18."
"You monk, you even don't let children go, be careful of being struck by lightning!" King Cangli's mountain-sized body gradually sank into the river, leaving only a pair of frog eyes staring coldly at the evil monk on the shore.
The red-robed monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Amitabha, I couldn't ask for more!"
"Oh, you are so arrogant. You will cry someday."
After a cold laugh, King Cangli sank to the bottom of the river and disappeared.
Seeing this, the red-robed monk turned around and left, walking towards the town. The sacrifice had not been found yet, so he had to work harder to keep looking.
But before he took seven or eight steps, he stopped, looked toward a weeping willow on the bank, and said slowly:
"After listening for so long, why don't you come out, Pavilion Master Xue?"
The space around the weeping willow suddenly twisted. The next moment, the weeping willow disappeared, and in its place a thin figure walked out.
"Master Shenshu, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I just happened to see you two talking when I had something to report to you."