With an idea in his heart, Meng Lu naturally wouldn't stay where he was and wait any longer.

Tear through the void with your hand, step into it and disappear.

Sun Wukong, who had just broken away from Wuzhi Mountain, was as happy as a monkey, tossing everywhere in the sky and on the ground.

One moment into the sky, another moment into the sea, the one who plays is called a jubilation.

After being imprisoned for 500 years, it was not a monkey's life!

Now that he is finally out of trouble, he can go to heaven and earth.

As for the monk who rescued him, about a monkey hair of his Monkey King?

Learn from the scriptures, don't be kidding, okay, he Sun Wukong doesn't have even the slightest good impression of that group of bald heads, how can he go to the West to learn the scriptures, or enter the hands of Rulai to learn the scriptures?

"Should I go back to Huaguo Mountain first, or should I ........." Sun Wukong raised his head, and in his unruly eyes, a terrifying aura flashed.

He is not a good-tempered person, he was so badly harmed by Heaven and Buddhism, how could he not have hatred.

It's just that after feeling his body a little, Sun Wukong suddenly frowned again.

In the past, he cultivated to the level of a golden immortal, and he could go to heaven and earth.

And now, he has been sealed by Rulai for five hundred years, eating mud pills and swallowing copper juice for five hundred years, and his demon body is broken, and he can barely exert the combat power of the true immortal level.

This kind of combat power can't even be compared to a small general, how can he take revenge.

At this time, Sun Wukong suddenly heard that he had seen the man not long ago, remembered the conversation between the two, and suddenly pouted his lips angrily: "Forget it, my old grandson has made enough trouble, let's go back to Huaguo Mountain." ”

Back to Huaguo Mountain, this is the thing that Sun Wukong has been sealed for 500 years and thinks about the most.

"But before I go back............" Sun Wukong lowered his head and sniffed his arm, although there was no smell, Sun Wukong still subconsciously frowned.

If you don't take a bath for 500 years, it's terrible!

He, Sun Wukong, is a monkey who loves cleanliness.

Thinking so, he immediately set up a retreat, slipped to a small stream, plunged into it, and had a good time.

After a happy wash, Sun Wukong faced the stream again, slowly arranging his head shape, and finally arranged his head shape into the appearance that was sorted out not long ago, and was immediately satisfied like a child.

At this time, Tang Seng, who had long been left behind by the monkey, met Guanyin Bodhisattva, who allowed him to start his journey west.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, the boundless Buddha light shrouded, the treasure is solemn, and it seems sacrosanct.

In front of her, there was a monk, dressed in white monk's robes, with a fair face, and a pair of eyes full of smart light.

The monk looked at the world-famous Guanyin Bodhisattva, his eyes did not have the slightest longing for the Buddha, but the eyes of Minghui, looking at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a smile, that gaze was not like looking at a Buddhist Bodhisattva, but more like looking at a very interesting friend.

"I've seen the Bodhisattva. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked down at Tang Seng, a pair of eyes indifferent and ruthless: "Sanzang, that demon monkey is fierce by nature, but it has a master-apprentice relationship with you, and now, I will give you a thing to use to subdue the demon monkey." ”

As soon as Guanyin Bodhisattva's voice fell, a golden hoop slowly floated towards Tang Seng

Tang Seng looked at the fluttering mantra, his good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and then as if he had thought of something, he said with a smile: "The Bodhisattva has given it, and Sanzang is grateful." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was shrouded in Buddha's light, nodded with satisfaction.

The reincarnation of this golden cicada is much more sensible than before.

The task has been completed, and naturally there is no need to stay, and the figure of Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly disappeared in place.

When Guanyin Bodhisattva left completely, Tang Seng let out a sigh of relief, and the straight body that was originally standing suddenly bent down, and then pouted: "I'm so tired." ”

Then, he glanced at the golden hoop in his hand, pouted again, and threw it casually, and the golden hoop fell lightly in the stream.

"Why should such a cute monkey be a dog. ”

And at this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was just hiding in the void, suddenly became short of breath, and his eyes were cold.

"Sure enough, it's still the same as before. ”

"Unfortunately, you're only a mortal after all. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva made a move, and the mantra flew directly out of the stream, and finally fell into the hands of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva flicked his jade hand, and a bamboo basket appeared on his wrist, and a pot of water and some dry food were visited on the bamboo basket.

Throwing the hoop spell into the basket, it turns into a tiger skin hat, which is not abrupt at all.

Carrying the basket, the Buddha light around Guanyin Bodhisattva faded, the majestic and solemn Bodhisattva Dharma dissipated, and turned into a delicate face, bright eyebrows and bright teeth of the girl, the girl tied the woman's head, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, picked up the basket, and chased in the direction where Tang Seng left.

And all of this was seen clearly by Meng Lu, who had been paying attention to this place.

Meng Lu smiled at the corner of his mouth: "This Tang man is also a wonderful person." ”

In Meng Lu's subconscious, the Tang people are a solemn and rather old-fashioned monk, which is very boring.

That kind of monk can't be said to be likable.

Meng Lu didn't have any good feelings for him, and at most he could be used as a chess piece.

And the one I saw now broke all of Meng Lu's imagination.

Dressed in a white robe, his face is delicate, his eyes are smart, and he is a little naughty.

To be honest, it's completely different from what I imagined.

But this Tang Seng made Meng Lu feel a sense of comfort.

Speaking of which, only this kind of naughty Tang Seng will refute Rulai.

The kind of old-fashioned Tang monk in his original impression, Meng Lu really couldn't figure out that the other party would refute the Buddha.

"Such an interesting Tang monk can't be ruined by Guanyin. ”

Originally, Meng Lu didn't plan to meet Guanyin Bodhisattva so soon, but now, this interesting Tang monk made Meng Lu want to play with it.

"Perhaps, I can also take this opportunity to spy on the gap between me and Guanyin. ”

Thinking so, Meng Lu stepped out of the void, glanced at what he was wearing, shook his head, and waved his hand, the gorgeous divine clothes disappeared, replaced by a coarse cloth robe, and Guanyin's set, which seemed to be far away, whether it was color or workmanship, it looked a little imaginative.

In short, it obviously gives people the feeling that this is a family.

Meng Lu smiled, quite satisfied with this outfit.

Then he glanced at his hand, and seemed to feel that something was missing.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Lu thought clearly.

Reaching out and pointing to the side of the stream, several stones suddenly came into action, one by one, smashing or cutting, and soon made themselves into a hoe.

Meng Lu stretched out his hand again, and a small tree next to it, the small tree fell to the ground automatically, and then a piece of wood flew out of it, and spontaneously combined with the hoe, which happened to form a hoe used by a farmer for farming.

Looking at the hoe that had just formed, Meng Lu stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly on the surface, and suddenly the fresh hoe became much older, and it looked like it had been some years.

Meng Lu nodded with satisfaction, and then put the hoe on his shoulder, and he really looked like a peasant.

Carrying the hoe, Meng Lu also chased in the direction where the Tang people left.

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