"What the hell have you done!!"

In the White Tiger Mountain, Tang Xuanzang's angry roar resounded in the sky.

And on the other side of him, Sun Wukong's face was iron-blue, and he didn't know what to say.

In the midst of them, there was a skeleton.

It's just that this corpse is different from ordinary corpses, it actually shines with golden brilliance, looking solemn and solemn.

This is not like the bones of a monster at all, but rather like the bones of a monk with perfect merits.

How should Sun Wukong explain, he is the one who treats the other party as a monster, and he is the one who kills the monster.

It's just that who can imagine why a monster has such a pair of meritorious bones.

On the other side, Zhu Bajie watched the play with a smile, Sha Wujing was still the expressionless face of a dead fish, and he couldn't see any expression.

Tang Xuanzang became more and more angry, and his whole body trembled with anger.

As the saying goes, my Buddha is compassionate, no matter what the power of those Buddhism is, at least Tang Xuanzang's heart is pure and kind, and this kind of guilt of killing meritorious people by mistake really makes Tang Xuanzang intolerable.

"You, you ........."

The temperament in his heart could not be expressed in words, and in the end, Tang Xuanzang took a deep breath: "Sun Wukong, let's go, from now on, you are no longer the apprentice of the poor monk." ”

When Sun Wukong heard this, his heart was almost angry, and he roared angrily: "Really when Lao Sun is rare to be your apprentice of this dead bald donkey, just go, from today on, whether you are dead or alive, and my old grandson, it has nothing to do with it!!"

After speaking, he set up auspicious clouds, and then flew into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

After Sun Wukong left, Zhu Bajie smacked his mouth, with a face full of expressions that were over, and I hadn't seen enough.

Tang Xuanzang ignored him, and looked at the direction of the distant Monkey King, for a long, long time.

"Little monkey, from today onwards, you are free. ”

"Amitabha, Bajie, Sha Sang, let's continue to set off. ”

"Tsk, master, the monkey is gone, my old pig can't protect you, let's be careful in the future." ”

A group of masters and apprentices continued to set off, and the intermittent sound dispersed.

After an unknown time, above White Tiger Mountain, a void suddenly distorted, Meng Lu stepped out from one of them, put his hands on his back, stood in the void, looked at the scene below, and smiled slightly.

"Interesting monkey, obviously saw that there was something wrong with the white bone spirit, and resolutely killed the other party, it was to take the opportunity to break away and restore freedom, a more interesting monk, he clearly saw everything but did not stop it at all, with the life of a white bone spirit, for the monkey to restore freedom, presumably, although the goal is achieved, the monk, there will still be a shame in his heart, he day, maybe he will be born because of this. ”

After looking at it for a moment, he raised his head and looked to the west: "At this time, the bald donkeys should also feel it, I'm really curious, what will they do?"

At this time, in the western sky, in the spiritual mountain.

A group of ancient Buddhas sat cross-legged in the main hall, and the atmosphere was a little oppressive.

After a long time, a Buddha spoke: "Amitabha, return to my Buddha, the people of the Journey to the West are disheartened, and the monkey is even more detached, what should I do next?"

Another Buddha answered: "My Buddha, do you want to be the protector of the Buddha and throw yourself into the queue to the west?"

"No!" As soon as the previous Buddha finished speaking, a Buddha directly interrupted: "There is a certain number of people who travel west, if you change the candidates for the westward journey at will, it may lead to the punishment of the Great Dao, wait, and you still want to face the power of the Great Dao again?"

"If that doesn't work, then what?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became fine.

This matter is really not easy to deal with.

The two masters and apprentices have opposite virtues, this is not a simple quarrel, and it is not something that can be dealt with simply.

The Buddha of the Nyorai, who was the leader, faced solemnly, his eyes were certain, he looked in one direction, and said majestically: "Burn the lamp, this matter will be handled by you." ”

A moment later, a word came from the void: "But!"

............

In the White Tiger Mountain, Meng Lu did not leave directly, but fell from mid-air and walked towards the treasure bone of the White Bone Spirit.

Merit is a good thing, the white bone refining has completely refined the merit he has given, and has completely transformed itself into a merit treasure bone, which is a good material for refining the highest grade magic weapon, and he will not accept it in vain, although he can no longer use it, it is not bad to take it back to his two brothers.

And at this moment, Meng Lu's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

In the void, a corner collapsed, and a mediocre, old-looking finger poked out of it, and then, pointed at the void.

As this finger fell, a strange rhythm spread out in all directions.

Meng Lu noticed this scene and immediately pulled out and teleported to another dimension, watching the development of the situation.

After only a cup of tea, Meng Lu's eyes were shocked, and he took a hard breath on the spot.

"This, whose law is this!!"

I saw that with the wonderful rhythm spreading, within a radius of 100 miles around Baihu Mountain, time was actually going back against the sky.

Tang Xuanzang drove away Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong killed the White Bone Spirit, and the group of masters and apprentices stepped into White Tiger Mountain, everything was going back against the sky.

By the end of the strange rhythm, the westbound master and apprentice had already converged together and walked on the road to White Tiger Mountain.

And at this time, a Buddha light fell into the White Tiger Mountain, and in an instant, it was directly annihilated by the white bone essence that had been resurrected, and after doing all this, the vision in the sky disappeared completely.

Meng Lu walked out of the void, his face was extremely solemn, and he pointed back to the territory of a hundred miles for several days, which was definitely not something that ordinary magic spells could do.

"The way of time and years, there are still strong people who practice this way among the old things in Lingshan!"

"Moreover, the guy who can do such an extraordinary thing, the strength of the guy who did it is absolutely unfathomable, ordinary Da Luo Jin Xian, should not be able to do it. ”

"Lighting the lamp, Kong Xuan, or is it the hand of that guy who comes to himself?"

The truth Meng Lu didn't know, but at this moment, Meng Lu's jealousy of Lingshan quietly increased several times.

"For Lingshan, I used to underestimate it too much. If you make any moves next, be extra careful. Even so, there is no fear in his heart, after all, there is no shortage of hole cards in his hand, if he is really angry and directly obliterates the entire Lingshan, he is not impossible, but he doesn't want to do that, a Lingshan is not worth the price he pays.

On the other hand, Meng Lu glanced down at the westbound master and apprentice below and slowly shook his head.

In the future, this group of guys is useless, and it is almost impossible to rely on them to cause some trouble for Xitian.

There is such an old monster who can go back in time at any time, and some small means no longer have the slightest meaning.