In the Wuzhuang Temple, it has returned to the past. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, do you remember your junior sister?"

Ji Wu sat in the lower position, and now that Zhen Yuanzi has become a saint, he and his senior brother are always by his side.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't speak, he looked no different from ordinary people when he returned to the basics, but the departure of the little apprentice gave him vicissitudes.

"Yes, it looks like my daughter is gone, and it's because of my father. ”

Zhen Yuanzi could say it plainly, but Ji Wu still saw heartache in his eyes.

It is already painful for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, let alone such a situation. Because of the younger sister, the sainthood of the master looks a lot older.

"Master, we will remember her. ”

"yes, we'll remember her. ”

Zhen Yuanzi touched his own dust, just like a loving father looking at his cutest little daughter.

That year, Chun and Jingming calculated their youngest apprentice, and he went to collect it.

It was the first time he accepted this kind of heaven and earth spirit creature as an apprentice, a small group, transformed into a shape, and it was also the image of such a female baby.

The immortals are bland, but when they see the little girl, it seems that they are destined, and there is a kind of pity. It's as if someone sent her will change herself.

Now that he has penetrated the heavens, he vaguely feels that there are traces of waves in the avenue, in the long river of time.

The little girl is hurting, and she will be grateful, and he is also a little indulgent.

Even the eldest apprentice who has followed him for the longest time still says that he is partial.

But that girl always made him feel distressed, and there were two breaths on her body that made him feel sad.

His little apprentice is smart, loves to be coquettish, and also works hard. I thought about protecting him all day long, but I was not yet an adult, so I went down the mountain to practice.

Every time, he tossed himself half to death, but that firmness always made him, the master, feel that this was not what she should have appeared in her, a heaven and earth spiritual creature, but what she had experienced.

The contradiction of the female baby, and even taking precautions, always makes him feel disobedient.

However, she is always her most painful little apprentice, if it is not hurtful, the little apprentice, it is better to indulge a little. Ahem, if something happens anyway, her senior brother can still solve it.

But if you know that the West calculates so ruthlessly, no, it should be said that if he does not turn a blind eye to his own situation and is too conceited and no one dares to move, maybe there will be no follow-up, right?

The little apprentice was injured, the ginseng fruit tree was almost destroyed, this scene of learning scriptures from the West, he only thought that it was the group of people in the West who spread the Buddhist scriptures in order to increase their luck, but he didn't expect that he also had the idea of weakening the strength of other parties.

Even himself, he was almost calculated.

He retreated and sanctified, and they really didn't give up until they reached the Yellow River. However, his little apprentice had to use his life to help him eliminate all the dangerous factors that might hinder his sanctification.

The girl said that she was willing to be safe and secure all the time.

The girl said that she was relieved to have him.

Yes, the girl admired him like a father, but he failed to protect his daughter.

The apprentices asked if they could return the spiritual consciousness of the female baby, but the female baby turned into a holy treasure, and even if she had spirituality in the future, she would no longer be the original female baby.

"Master, Patriarch Bodhi is here. ”

"Nope. ”

When Bodhi was the Monkey King, the son did not teach, and the father was at fault. What's more, that Bodhi is obviously a saint in the West, but he is dressed in the skin of the Eastern Immortal Dao.

He knew that the apprentices liked to go over there to make trouble, and he kept watching. As a saint, the sky and the earth change color, so he can only look at it like this.

He touched his own dust, this is his little girl, what his daughter left behind.

"Little girl, now you can rely on it as a teacher every day. ”