Zhang Qingfeng frowned and said, "Brother Yang, I have no interest in Tang Monk meat."

"Idiot." Yang Mu frowned slightly and said, "Haven't you read Journey to the West? This Tang Sanzang was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi and practiced for ten lives. If you eat his flesh, you will be able to enter the Immortal Realm immediately, or even

In a short period of time, you can reach the realm of earthly immortals."

"This is a good thing that no one can ask for."

"If it were someone else, could I give it to him?"

Yang Mu chuckled and said: "Although I used the dragon's blood to reshape my bones, there are still flaws."

"Only by eating Tang Monk's meat can my bones be intact."

Although Yang Mu's words can still feel his affection for him.

But Yang Mu's entire personality has completely changed.

For example, when he said that he wanted to execute dozens of people in the dungeon, he wrote it as casually as if he was talking about what to eat tonight.

Or maybe they want to catch Tang Monk and eat his meat.

Of course, Zhang Qingfeng can understand.

Although what Yang Mu just said was a somewhat lighthearted account of his experiences in this world.

But it is not easy to survive for five hundred years in such a dangerous world.

The process was definitely not just a simple escape from death several times as Yang Mu said.

Over the past five hundred years, Yang Mu has experienced too much intrigue, intrigue, deception, betrayal, and human nature.

"Brother Yang, why don't you come back to the Demon Catching Bureau with me?" Zhang Qingfeng said, "Our mission here this time is to find you and take you back with us."

Yang Mu then showed a smile on his face, shook his head, and said slowly: "Qing Feng, everything that happens in that world is too far away for me."

"It's so far away that I can't even remember what that world looked like. It seemed like there were some tall buildings, and there seemed to be an organization called the Monster Hunting Bureau."

"Can you understand?"

"I can only occasionally dream about everything about that world in my dreams."

"For me, that world is nothingness, and this world is reality."

Yang Mu had only lived in the real world for more than thirty years.

But here, he actually lived for five hundred years.

His ideas have long since changed.

Yang Mu then said slowly: "You kid, you must only be telling nice things. Take me back with you."

Yang Mu shook his head slightly and said, "The Monster Catching Bureau must have found out. I am the one who caught so many people. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent you here on a special trip."

"Over the years, many people from the Monster Hunting Bureau have died in my hands."

"Do you think the Monster Hunting Bureau will treat me well?"

Having said this, Yang Mu slowly stood up, opened his hands, and said: "Furthermore, look at it now, the entire lion and camel country belongs to a few of our brothers. The wind will bring the wind, and the rain will rain!"

"Here, whoever I want to live will live, and whoever I want to die will have to die!"

"Isn't this much better than returning to the monster hunting station and being restricted by various rules?"

Speaking of this, Yang Mu's eyes fell on Zhang Qingfeng and persuaded him: "Qingfeng, why don't you stay in the Shitu Kingdom..."

Zhang Qingfeng did not expect at this moment that he originally wanted to persuade Brother Yang, but in the end, he persuaded him instead.

Zhang Qingfeng reminded: "Brother Yang, this is the world of Journey to the West after all. You want to eat Tang Monk's meat, but Sun Wukong is still here."

"There are also gods and Buddhas all over the sky."

"In the story of Journey to the West, those who want to eat Tang Monk's flesh will not end well."

A look of disapproval appeared on Yang Mu's face, and he said: "I am determined to eat Tang Monk's meat. Now that he has entered the Lion and Camel Kingdom, don't even think about leaving."

Then, Yang Mu looked Zhang Qingfeng up and down and said slowly: "Logically speaking, since you are your kid, I should have released you from the dungeon."

"But now is the time when I am doing something big, so I can only feel sorry for you and go back to the dungeon to live there for a few more days."

"For your sake, those people from the monster hunting bureau, I will keep them alive for a few more days."

"When I cook Tang Monk, I'll tell you to come and have a few pieces."

After saying this, Yang Mu waved his hand, and the door of the study room was opened instantly. Outside, Bai Xiang led a group of demon soldiers and walked in again.

Bai Xiang's eyes fell on Yang Mu and asked: "Brother, how is your question? Is there any information you want?"

Yang Mu took a deep look at Zhang Qingfeng, and then said: "Well, take him back. Also, don't treat him badly, as well as those who were captured with him."

"Okay, big brother." Bai Xiang nodded repeatedly.

Soon, Zhang Qingfeng was led by Bai Xiang and quickly escorted away.

Yang Mu stood up slowly, tidied his clothes, thought for a while, and then walked out of the study.

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The Royal Palace, a unique residence.

In the living room, Master Xuanzang was sitting cross-legged on a futon, meditating quietly.

The table was filled with all kinds of fruits. Sun Wukong squatted on the chair, reached out and picked the peaches on the table.

Zhu Bajie, who was sitting not far away, yawned and said, "Senior brother, I say you are really bored. You are choosing over and over again. Aren't all these peaches the same?"

Sun Wukong laughed, picked up a peach, wiped it on his clothes, and was about to bite it, but then Master Xuanzang rang.

He quickly ran to Xuanzang and said, "Master, are you hungry?"

Xuanzang slowly opened his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said: "Wukong, after you came to the palace, you only focused on eating fruits. Could it be that you failed to figure out a way to get rid of the demon?"

Zhu Bajie, who was next to him, said with a smile: "In my opinion, senior brother is probably afraid of the monsters in this city, but that's right. I heard that the three monsters in this city are very powerful."

"Am I afraid?" When Sun Wukong heard this, he glared at Zhu Bajie and said, "I'm afraid that if I leave Xunyao, my master will be captured immediately."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie was not happy. He slapped his chest, took a bite of the fruit on the table, and said: "After all, I was also the once dignified Marshal Tianpeng. How can I still not protect the master? Do you think I am a waste?"

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After Sun Wukong laughed for a moment, he said: "That's not true."

"Hey, Master, listen." Zhu Bajie suddenly felt unconvinced and stood up to argue with Sun Wukong.

At this moment, outside the courtyard, servants who thought they were from the palace came in.

"Master Xuanzang, Mr. Yang Mu, the national preceptor of our Lion and Camel Kingdom, is here to visit. I wonder if it would be convenient for Master Xuanzang to meet him?"

"National Preceptor?" Xuanzang nodded slightly, stood up quickly, and said, "Please invite the Imperial Preceptor as soon as possible."

Not long after, Yang Mu, wearing a gorgeous golden robe, walked slowly into the hall.
Chapter completed!