Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1113 Chapter One thousand 120 Chapter Jinglong King

"Master, the prince of Wuji Kingdom has come to this royal temple." Yang Cong glanced at Tang Seng and said.

"I know." Tang Seng nodded slightly, but he still looked hesitant, obviously something stumped Tang Seng.

"Master, why are you so distressed?" Yang Cong asked.

"Wutian, although the prince is here, we can't see him."

Hearing this, Yang Cong smiled: "This is simple, you just need to follow this way, Master..."

As he spoke, Yang Cong bowed his head and whispered in Tang Seng's ear.

After finishing speaking, Tang Seng nodded slightly: "This is fine, let me try."

. . . . . . . .

After a while, in the wing room, Tang Seng walked in with a young man wearing a high crown and long clothes.

This young man is the prince of Wuji Kingdom.

"Elder. This."

The prince looked at Yang Cong in surprise.

"Prince, this is my apprentice Yang Cong, not an outsider."

Hearing this, the prince nodded slightly and said: "Elder, you said there are treasures, you can see them now."

"En." Tang Seng said and took out a jade gauge from his sleeve.

But when the prince saw this jade rule, he froze in place for an instant.

"This is my father's property, how could it be in your hands." The prince hurriedly took the jade gauge, his eyes full of doubts.

"Prince, the matter is like this." Tang Seng did not hesitate, and told all he knew.

However, the crown prince was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then glared at Tang Monk: "What a brave monk, you not only insulted my father, but also stole my father's things."

Seeing that the prince was so excited, Tang Seng had no choice but to look at Yang Cong, asking Yang Cong to speak.

At this time Yang Cong came over and said with a smile, "This prince, I think you are also the prince of a country, how can you be so dull?"

"You..." The prince glared at Yang Cong.

"But if you don't believe it, you can leave. After all, I am preparing to resurrect your father at night."

Yang Cong sat on the chair, looking as if he wanted to.

Seeing Yang Cong being so casual, the prince became suspicious. After all, his father's behavior in recent years was too suspicious.

It seems that, as Tang Seng said, his current father is no longer his father.

His current father was transformed by his father's good friend, Taoist Quanzhen.

Seeing that the prince hesitated, Tang Seng also spoke in a timely manner: "I hope the prince will not spread the word at this time, otherwise it may cause disaster. When my apprentice rescues your father and king, then my apprentice can bring the whole family back to you." Get rid of the true Taoists, and give your Wuji country peace."

Hearing this, the prince nodded: "Okay, just follow the elder."

After seeing the prince leaving, Tang Seng looked at Yang Cong and said, "Wutian, do you really have a way to save the black chicken king?"

"There must be, but it may be a little troublesome." Yang Cong said: "He has been dead for more than a year, and there is definitely nothing I can do."

"Then why did you say..."

"Master, don't worry. I just said it's troublesome, not that there is no way. Let's get the body of the king of Wuji Kingdom first."

Hearing this, Tang Seng nodded.

In the evening, Yang Cong went directly to the place where Tang Seng met the ghost of the black chicken king.

When he came to the mouth of the well, Yang Cong jumped straight into the well.

After jumping into the well, Yang Cong fell to the bottom of the water, but after he landed at the bottom, he glanced at the surrounding scene and found that it was not like the bottom of a well at all.

And not far in front of Yang Cong, there is another cave with three words engraved on it: "Crystal Palace"

But before Yang Cong could think about it, the gate of the Crystal Palace opened.

The door opened, and a creature with the head of a dragon and a human body stepped out of it.

Seeing this, Yang Cong frowned: "Dragon King?"

Indeed, the creature in front of him was very similar to Yang Cong's old father-in-law, Dragon King.

But the creature also seemed to see Yang Cong's doubts, and smiled: "General, I am the Dragon King of this well, not the Dragon King of the great rivers, lakes and seas."

"You recognize me?"

Yang Cong looked at the Jinglong King.

"No one knows the general's reputation. There is no monster who is not afraid of the general's name." King Jinglong smiled and said: "I knew the general would come, so I waited for the general again."

"Thank you for your hard work. As for you knowing that I'm coming, you should know why I'm here."

Hearing this, King Jing Long nodded: "That's natural. General, please come here."

After saying that, Yang Cong followed King Jinglong into his cave, the Crystal Palace.

After entering, Yang Cong followed Jing Longwang to a platform.

In front of this platform is the body of the king of the Wuji Kingdom.

It's just that at this time, the Silky King's face was pale, his whole body was lifeless, and he was already a corpse.

"General, I use the Dingyan Pearl to place on the chest, so as to protect his body from corruption."

Hearing this, Yang Cong nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, I will take this corpse away, you have no objection."

"Waiting again is waiting for the general to take this person away. Naturally, I have no objection."

"Okay, thank you very much."

As he spoke, Yang Cong waved his hand, and instantly brought the black-bone chicken king into the item space.

The item space can only collect dead objects, not live objects, but at this time the black chicken king has been dead for more than a year, so it is definitely possible to collect item space.

After Yang Cong took away the body of King Wuji, he left the well directly.

Returned to the wing where Tang Monk lived.

Back in the wing room, Yang Cong put the body of King Wuji on the table.

At this time, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing also came over to look at it.

"Brother, who is this?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"Second Senior Brother, this is the King of the Black Chicken Country." Sha Wujing who was at the side explained to him.

"It's up to you to say, of course I know." Zhu Bajie insisted, "I just want to ask what the elder brother will do."

Sha Wujing had no choice but to stand aside and watch.

Yang Cong said to Tang Seng: "Master, the Wuji King has been dead for more than a year. It is thanks to the Jinglong King that he has Ding Yan Zhu to keep him."

"Then Wutian, can you resurrect him?"

During the day, if he boasted about Haikou, if he couldn't be resurrected, it would be dishonest, so Yang Cong had to find a way even if he couldn't.

But Yang Cong thought of one thing: "I have a solution, Master."

"any solution."

"Master, since the black-bone chicken king can entrust you with a dream, then his soul is still alive, and as long as his soul is still alive, then I can go to the Taishang Laojun and ask for the nine-turn soul-returning pill to revive him."

"Then go quickly. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you can save him, it will be one of your merits."

(End of this chapter)