But—

Although he won't really kill Zhenyuan Daxian, he doesn't plan to return the harvest this time.

There's no way, on the next road, you're sure to encounter more and more powerful monsters.

If you don't have enough strength, you might be caught by the monster and cooked and eaten.

However, he had already decided in his heart that if he could reach the top one day, he would definitely return it ten times to Zhenyuan Daxian.

Then with a wave of his hand, he did not take away a single cloud, leaving only one sentence: "These, reward you, drizzle." It's just a treasure, and there are many poor monks......"

Thinking of that scene, Tang Seng smiled even more happily.

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at Tang Seng smirking there alone, and his face was even more angry, did this monk really think that he had no power to fight back?

If it weren't for the fact that his deity had to leave the Three Realms for some reason, where would he be able to get this monk's turn to be wild?

Zhenyuan Daxian just looked at Tang Seng coldly, he didn't believe that Tang Seng really dared to kill him.

Even if it's just one of his doppelgangers.

After all, he not only has a good relationship with the Queen Mother, but also has a good relationship with the Buddhas of the Western Heavens.

Zhenyuan Daxian believed that as long as the golden cicada knew the general situation, he would not kill him.

At this time—

In the distance, under the night sky, two people flew in the clouds, it was the breeze and the bright moon.

Before, the two of them directly made a heavenly oath, saying that they definitely did not steal ginseng fruits, so Zhenyuan Daxian believed them and immediately went to arrest Tang Seng and others.

In the eyes of Qingfeng Mingyue and the others, the masters of the two of them are absolutely powerful, and they are not ready to capture those people?

But when they got closer, they were dumbfounded, only to see that their master, Zhenyuan Daxian, had been stripped down to only a pair of pants and tied there.

"Master......" Qingfeng shouted in disbelief.

"Let go of my master!" Mingyue was even more furious, and took out the magic weapon and flew over.

As a result, Zhu Bajie hit Mingyue's magic weapon with a nail rake, and the person also flew out upside down.

The sand monk kicked his feet, flew into the sky, slapped Qingfeng's chest with one palm, slapped it away, and vomited blood.

"Stop!" Zhenyuan Daxian shouted angrily, although his two apprentices were already little immortals, they were still a lot worse than the big demons like the Quicksand Saint King.

Tang Seng, who was falling into a fantasy, came back to his senses, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately smiled: "Zhenyuan Daxian, your two disciples are too bad, not only stealing your ginseng fruit, but also planting blame on the poor monk, and the poor monk will clean up the portal for you now." Wukong, kill that man!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Wukong was about to make a move.

"Stop, the poor road is planted!"

Zhenyuan Daxian hurriedly shouted, and changed his name, because Tang Seng's attitude was too tough, and he was worried that Tang Seng was playing really.

He felt that his three views were subverted, and in his impression, Jin Chanzi was the eldest disciple of the Buddha, the most kind and Buddha-like person, and he was kind.

But the reincarnation of the golden cicada was so domineering and violent, which really opened his eyes.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he looked at Tang Seng and waited for Tang Seng to speak.

Tang Seng also looked at Zhenyuan Daxian in surprise: "Daxian finally saw the facts?

Mercy Nima is big!

If it weren't for the fact that the form was stronger than the person, Zhenyuan Daxian really wanted to scold, what do you call compassion?

"Golden Cicada, Poor Dao has admitted it this time, this matter will end here!"

"Oh, Daxian doesn't pursue the poor monk?"

"No more pursuits!"

"Good, good!" Tang Seng smiled slightly when he heard this: "Wukong, catch that little girl with the bright moon!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Wukong beckoned, and the bright moon in the distance immediately flew over uncontrollably, and his mana was imprisoned.

Although Mingyue was already a twenty-fifth-level immortal, she was nothing in front of Sun Wukong, at this time she was very panicked, and at the same time, it was difficult to accept the fact that their master would be defeated, she couldn't believe it.

"Jin Chanzi, what else do you want?" asked Zhenyuan Daxian in a deep voice.

"Stinky monk, let go of me, let go of my master!" Mingyue shouted angrily.

"Sin, the female benefactor is not quiet. ”

Tang Seng looked at Mingyue with a smile, and the look in his eyes made Mingyue panic in his heart, and he had an ominous premonition.

And Tang Seng felt very excited for some reason, this kind of robbing the people's girls in broad daylight...... Ahh

"If you let go of Daxian now, Daxian will definitely pursue it again, with the strength of Daxian, if it is a sneak attack, the poor monk is not sure to prevent it, so I have wronged this apprentice of yours as a hostage." ”

Tang Seng said with a smile: "But don't worry, Daxian, the monks are not close to women, and you, a beautiful female disciple, will be fine." ”

As soon as these words fell, Mingyue wanted to roll her eyes, and wanted to say, just the kind of eyes you looked at me just now, it is not close to women?

"Jin Chanzi, don't go too far, Poor Dao has always been a good talker!"

"Wukong, you come later, and then let go of Daxian after the teacher has gone away. ”

Tang Seng said to Sun Wukong, and then pulled Mingyue towards the dragon turtle.

"Stinky monk, let go of me, take away your dirty hands!" Mingyue was ashamed and angry, and at the same time very scared: "Master, save me!"

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at this scene coldly, and drank: "Golden Cicada, let go of Mingyue, otherwise it will ......"

"The Great Immortal is angry, the Great Immortal should not mess around, otherwise if the poor monk is not careful, maybe the Great Immortal's beloved disciples will be lost. Tang Seng said, let the dragon turtle set off immediately, and he himself jumped on the back of the dragon turtle with Qingyi.

"Master, save my ......"

Mingyue really panicked, this hateful stinky monk shouldn't rob her to be Mrs. Zhai, right?

Sha Seng and Zhu Bajie also hurriedly followed.

"Jin Chanzi, if you dare to hurt my apprentice, I will not spare you!!"

Zhenyuan Daxian shouted angrily, and his voice echoed within a radius of a hundred miles, and this was still when his mana was imprisoned.

It's really the power of the gods!

"Daxian rest assured, as long as Daxian doesn't make small moves, you will ensure that you will live well. ”

The dragon turtle had already reached the distance, and Tang Seng waved his hand on it, not taking away a single cloud, but only a beautiful girl.

......

The sky was already bright, and a trace of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, and the dragon turtle carried the morning glow on his back and waded through the mountains and rivers, carrying the two of them all the way west.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng followed behind, and Zhu Bajie also ran to the front from time to time to open the way.

Tang Seng sat on the throne, and next to him stood the pure and chaste girl Mingyue.

At this time, the group had already walked far away, far away from Wuzhuang Temple.

Mingyue originally hoped for a miracle, but her master never came to save her, and she began to despair.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a streamer shot from behind and fell to the ground in front of him, it was Sun Wukong: "Master, the old man of that town has gone back." ”

Tang Seng was surprised: "Are you sure he went back?

"I'm sure. Sun Wukong said affirmatively.

Mingyue's delicate body suddenly trembled, her face turned pale, and it was difficult to accept this fact.

......

On a mountain peak dozens of miles away from Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuan Daxian and Qingfeng are here.

"Master, go and save your sister, that monk will definitely be bad for your sister. Qingfeng said anxiously.

However, Zhenyuan Daxian was indifferent, he was pinching his fingers and calculating something, and soon his face was strange.

"Master?" Qingfeng said anxiously, "Go and save my sister." ”

Zhenyuan Daxian shook his head, and said with a strange face for a long time: "Qingyi's fate has undergone a huge change, and he can't even be calculated as a teacher. This is her calamity, but it may also be her opportunity, depending on her own creation!"

"Huh?" Qingfeng was dumbfounded.

A strange look flashed in Zhenyuan Daxian's eyes from time to time: "It is said that it is necessary to let the golden cicada go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties before he can obtain the true scriptures, but why did I calculate that he brought nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties to the demons and monsters on the road?"