"What?"

Sun Wukong looked at the big black tube that was much thicker than the golden cudgel, and looked very interested.

"The magic weapon of the Buddha Gatlin once." Bai Ye said, "Come on, I will teach you how to use it, inject internal energy, demonic energy, and anyway, what energy belongs to you into the magic weapon, and then pull the trigger."

The six pure large tubes suddenly rotated.

Energy condenses into special bullets, bursting out from the muzzle.

In an instant, the woods not far away in front of Bai Ye fell down from large trees.

It's like harvesting wheat.

Sun Wukong's golden eyes suddenly lit up, very dazzling.

This thing looks very fun!

The little white dragon behind Bai Ye also showed a curious look and leaned over Bai Ye's shoulder.

"Come on, try the unique Buddhist magic weapon." Bai Ye handed Gatlin to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong took Gatlin and started using it immediately.

The mountain walls in the distance were like earthquakes, and gravel splashed.

In the hands of Sun Wukong, Gatlin's power is much greater than before.

Bai Ye just gave a little demonstration.

Sun Wukong became more and more powerful as he shot, and began to destroy the environment everywhere.

Now, this kind of destruction is a prison sentence.

The muzzle began to turn red under the high-intensity use of Sun Wukong.

The power of the "bullets" shot became more and more powerful, and even a firelight appeared.

The power of the magic weapon version of Gatlin is naturally far better than that of the ordinary version of Gatlin.

Bai Ye spoke and reminded: "Wukong, after this power is great, the loss will be greater. You see that the mouth of the pipe is so red, it's almost time to stop."

"ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream reached the ears of both of them.

“Huh?”

Sun Wukong put away Gatlin, feeling that the scream just now seemed a little familiar.

Who did you shoot at?

"Sun Wukong!"

An angry cry sounded from the place where Sun Wukong had just swept past, and a figure slowly emerged.

The man covered his stomach and stared at Sun Wukong. How do you think of his appearance? Boys and girls?

At first glance, you will feel like a beauty. When you look closely, you will feel like a man. When you look at him again, you will feel like a Bodhisattva.

In the other hand, he also held an exquisite ceramic bottle with a willow twig inside.

"Guanyin?" Bai Ye immediately thought of who came.

Guanyin's eyes turned to Bai Ye and frowned. He was sending something to the other party, and his purpose was to suppress the wildness of the wild monkey Sun Wukong.

Unexpectedly, Jin Chanzi seemed to be very good at playing in this life, as if he didn't need his help.

"Even Guanyin can be injured, good things, good things."

Sun Wukong looked at Gatlin in his hand and smiled.

Guanyin's face suddenly became less beautiful.

Not only did he say he was a gift-giving grandpa, but he was ejaculated by others. How could he make sense?

By the way, what is Sun Monkey King in his hand?

I have never seen such a strange magic weapon before.

Before Guanyin could figure out what was Sun Wukong was holding, she saw "Tang Monk" jumping down and running to her.

"Master, I'm glad to you. Are you here to deliver things to me, right?" Bai Ye grabbed Guanyin's hand and asked with a smile on his face.

"Well"

Guanyin was stunned. What happened to the other party during the period from the time he sent Tang Seng on the road and why did the change have been so great?

"Is this bottle for me?" Bai Ye asked.

"No." Guanyin immediately put away the jade bottle.

What's going on?

After being looked at by Tang Seng, he suddenly felt like "this bottle is not guaranteed".

"Oh, no." Bai Ye said, "Then there must be other good things?"

"...Xuanzang, you" Guanyin felt that his language organization ability was greatly challenged. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Are you possessed?"

"Don't you just ask you for something? Why are you still cursing people? Didn't you ask me to embark on the road to the west?" Bai Ye said, "Is it not a basic operation to give some good things?"

"The brave man set out to fight the Demon King, and the village chief will give him a novice sword. When you come to you, there will be nothing?"

Bai Ye had already seen Tang Monk's backpack, and there was nothing except clothes, pass-through certificates, and begging for alms.

There is no colorful robes or tight hoops.

Is this arguable?

There is nothing, what can Baiye copy and sell it for money?

Now that someone is here, Bai Ye will of course leave behind the good things he should give.

No matter whether those things are arranged by the Golden Cicadazi or the preparations of the Tathagata.

Bai Ye is all about.

Guanyin felt that she wanted to scold people now, and he was sure that the "seeking scriptures" in this life were really extraordinary.

"I have something for you." Guanyin said, taking out a golden hoop.

Before the introduction function was introduced, Bai Ye took it away all at once.

"What else?" Bai Ye continued to stretch out his hand with confidence and became a stretcher.

He is now a scholar who seeks the scriptures, and it is natural to use equipment.

Guanyin took out another cassock with a dark face.

However, the robe was bright red and looked more like a fierce soldier than Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

When the robes were taken out by Guanyin, Sun Wukong also stopped to tease Gatlin in his hand and looked here.

"Bronze Cassock" This time, Guanyin had the opportunity to name the cassock.

After saying that, the cassock disappeared from his hands again.

"Calm down, I originally wanted to give it to him." Guanyin told herself in her heart, showing a "fearing" smile to Bai Ye.

This feeling seems to be a devil in one thought.

"Isn't it?" Bai Ye looked at Guanyin unwillingly, "Didn't you give me the bottle just now?"

"That's mine!" Guanyin couldn't hold back.

"Mencius is compassionate. I just felt your murderous intent. Are you still a monk like this?" Bai Ye looked at Guanyin seriously.

“…”

Guanyin disappeared.

He felt that if he stayed there, he would really break the precepts.

"Where are three hairs! Hello, Guanyin Master? Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Bai Ye shouted a few words, but Guanyin did not react at all, and he really left.

The old man who gave gifts was so frustrated that he was unique.

"Click."

At this moment, a crisp sound came.

Bai Ye turned his head and saw that the Gatlin in Sun Wukong's hand turned into a bunch of parts.

"I just want to try this thing, is it hard or not?" said Sun Wukong.

Gatlin must be hard. Even if he hits the stone directly, the stone that he smashes will not be Gatlin.

However, after all, it is a "skill type" magic weapon, so how can it withstand Sun Wukong's tossing?

Now I cannot bear the humiliation and show my ambition by dying.

The purpose of expressing oneself with life is to "fire bullets", rather than to smash people, ground, and air.

"Wukong." Bai Ye walked over and touched Sun Wukong's head.
To be continued...