Unzendai carried dozens of people through the air, and its momentum shot into the distance like electricity. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info This time there was no one at the bottom of Unzendai, and the lowest was also standing on the third floor, mostly concentrated on the fifth and sixth floors. One by one, they are introverted, and most of them are in the second realm, and a few have already stepped into the third realm.

There is a person sitting above the ninth layer, who is the master of the peak of the third realm sent by the He family, on the one hand, to protect Wukong, and on the other hand, he is also ready to let him succeed He Liangcai to sit in the Zhenhai City Branch. But Wukong was sitting on the tenth floor, meditating with his eyes closed, reminiscing about the past three years in the Cloud Treading Sect.

After the master left that day, Wukong stood silent for a moment, went back to the house to pack up his things, cleaned the courtyard, and tied his small storage bag and yin and yang gourd around his waist. The master's words made Wukong faintly feel uneasy, feeling that something big would happen here, but he shouldn't lose his life because of this, or the master wouldn't let him leave with confidence.

The storage bag that the master gave him was a luxury item that Goku couldn't wear on his body. So he put the 10,000-year-old iron essence and the middle-grade Yuan Stone of the ground level inside in the space where the gluttonous thoughts were born, and the token was placed in the operation room of the companion space.

In the past three years, Wukong has earned countless low-level Yuan Stones, most of which have been exchanged through the system, plus these given by the master, there are four or five thousand intermediate Yuan Stones, which is more than the entire property of some small Taoist systems. There are also thousands of catties of iron essence, and the system prompts that it can be integrated into the natal weapon, but Wukong does not confirm it, it is enough now, and it is not too late to melt it when it is needed in the future.

At this time, the senior brothers and sisters who heard the news intercepted him, and wanted to prepare a better air magic weapon for him, but unfortunately he was also classified as a fragrant flower by the system, and he was not allowed to use it, which made the senior brothers and sisters sigh for a while, and finally each took out some yuan stones and iron essence to strengthen his appearance.

Wukong gave Qi Bai the storage bag that could not be used, and chanted a passage for several of his classmates, which was regarded as a parting gift. Originally, the tenth senior brother Leng Ling was also going to follow, but he was stopped by the master's voice, and only said that he should not protect Wukong under his wings, which was not conducive to his cultivation, so Leng Ling gave up.

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"In another hour, we will arrive at Wanghai City, repair it for one day, and go again tomorrow." At this time, the people of the He family, who were sitting opposite Wukong, raised their voices and said.

The so-called trimming is mainly to let Yunxiantai trim, as a large flying magic weapon with both offense and defense, Yunxiantai consumes a lot of Yuan stones. Moreover, the wind in the air is violent, and if it is a long-distance flight, it is easy to be damaged, although it is not serious, but it also affects the function. After Wanghai City, it is a chaotic sea, and it may encounter danger at any time, so it is necessary to repair it here. This was the itinerary that was set when the sect was born, and everyone didn't care.

After a while, Wanghai City was in sight, and from the air, I saw that Wanghai City, which was located on the top of a high mountain, was more like a fortress! The city wall built according to the mountain is as high as more than ten zhang, and the female wall of the tower is readily available, and the city wall is driven by a huge chariot. The city walls and chariots were carved with magic circles, and the mid-level primordial stones at the eye of the array shimmered, and a huge hemispherical shield protected the entire city with a radius of more than 10,000 zhang.

Before approaching, Yunxiantai castrated slowly, and the people of the He family shook their hands and shot out a blue light, and a token sank into the shield without any barrier, and fell towards the city. After a while, I saw the light flickering above the city, and the shield in front of it slowly revealed a circular passage. After the Unzendai passed, the light on the castle flashed again, but the shield closed in an instant with lightning speed.

"Which fellow Daoist from the Cloud Stepping Sect is here?" The arrows on the huge cart flashed coldly, aiming at the Yunxian Terrace that was slowly flying, and a person asked loudly at the head of the city.

"Hehe, old man He Jiekun, Xin Daoyou is still so careful." The people of the He family flew towards the city in the clouds, and said with a smile in the air.

"It turned out to be He Daoyou!" The people at the head of the city also smiled, and with a wave of their hand, the light of the arrow pointing at Unzendai dimmed, and they turned to the side.

"I'm just passing by, I'll go to Zhenhai City tomorrow." He Jiekun lowered his cloud head, landed beside the person surnamed Xin, and took the token he had just entered from him.

"But for what kind of good and talented Taoist friends?" It seems that the matter of the division has reached here, He Jiekun's face became solemn, and he nodded solemnly.

The two of them walked down the city together, and Yunxiantai slowly descended into a huge square behind the city wall, only to see that it was full of all kinds of large flying magic weapons, and Wukong actually saw an orange dragon inside.

This was the first time he had seen this legendary monster, and he couldn't help but look at it twice, the dragon seemed to notice it, and glanced at him, Wukong only felt his heart tremble, his body stiffened, and he almost lost his heart! Hurriedly retracted his gaze and silently chanted the scriptures.

"Okay, let's go and rest by ourselves, and gather here tomorrow."

He Jiekun seemed to have something to talk about with the immortal cultivator surnamed Xin, and sent them all away with a wave of his hand. Because of the mention of people of the same clan, He Jiekun felt irritable for a while, at this time he just wanted to drink with the immortal cultivator surnamed Xin, catch up with the old days, and understand the current situation of Zhenhai City and Chaohai, after all, he will sit here for a period of time in the future. I forgot that I still have the responsibility to protect Wukong!

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"This little master, this sword is taken from the Chaotic Sea Silver Fish Bone, and it has been refined by Master Momen, and it is a rare ground-level high-level magic weapon......"

Wanting to see the world, Wukong first went to the branch office set up here in the sect and ran out into the street, ready to see the second city he had seen since entering the cultivation realm. Unexpectedly, not long after he walked out of the branch mansion, he was stopped by someone, and an immortal cultivator held a flying sword of good quality in his hand and sold it to him.

Wukong took a look with the eye of the sky, this person's realm was also above the second realm, and the roe head rat didn't look like a good immortal, and then looked down at the flying sword in his hand, and almost didn't burst into a foul mouth:

Sword: A rare mortal weapon, which can cut gold and break jade.

It turns out that the magic circle and lines on it were drawn by this guy himself, and the aura faintly emanating from the sword is also the handwriting of this guy. Maybe this guy saw that his realm was low and thought that he hadn't seen anything in the world, so he came to sell it. Wukong didn't speak, but straightened his chest, making the identity jade plate on his chest more conspicuous.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of the Cloud Stepping Sect! Offended, offended! ”

As soon as the immortal cultivator saw the change of color, the long sword in his hand flashed and was put into the storage equipment, and he nodded and apologized.

"It's the first time I've come to this Wanghai City, but what's the little one that can help? I don't dare to say anything else, but the shops and souvenirs here are small and know-it-all...... There is no need for seniors to pay anything, as long as seniors don't blame the small. ”

This guy can't sell swords, and now he is starting to sell himself, and he is about to cry in the end, thinking that he is afraid of offending the Tayun Sect. Wukong saw that although the clothes on this person's body were also magic weapons, most of the formations had been broken, and the self-defense effect was not as good as his ascetic clothes, and his face was not too good, as if he had just recovered from a serious injury.

Gradually, the image of this person seemed to coincide with the shadow of the second senior brother Wujue in his mind, remembering what the second senior brother said when he decided to enter the immortal path, Wukong only felt that his heart was soft, and he nodded subconsciously, and took out a few low-level yuan stones from his small storage bag and put them in the person's hand.

"Thank you, senior!"

The man said gratefully, bowing his hand, but Wukong just didn't say anything, and raised his hand to signal him to lead the way.

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Don't say it, this person is really a local snake, many shopkeepers know him, and the two went to a few specialty shops to familiarize themselves with the specialties of the troubled sea. went to taste the delicacies of the mountains and seafood together, and by the way, the man also ate and drank, and Wukong was also very happy to see him eating with a mouth full of oil, as if he saw the scene when Hongfo Temple and the second senior brother were traveling.

Suddenly, he felt an alarm in his heart, the golden light in his internal organs flashed, and the Buddhist text automatically appeared. Ah Qi in the divine court also tilted his head, as if he had fainted, and the phantom of the Jizo King Bodhisattva behind him blurred for a while and disappeared. Wukong only felt a paralyzing sensation spread from his viscera to his limbs, and he couldn't help but look at the immortal cultivator opposite, and was about to get up while holding the table, but he felt dizzy and weak, and he fell to the side.

"What's wrong with you, senior? Isn't it too much to drink? But it's a little confusion, a small confusion! The man smiled weirdly at Wukong, but he was busy making amends, standing up and holding Wukong in his arms.

As the man spoke, he threw a few Yuan Stones on the table, the same ones that Goku had just given him. Then he helped Wukong to walk out, and deliberately covered the identity jade plate on Wukong's chest during the walk, and the people in the store looked twice, although some immortal cultivators saw something wrong, but it didn't matter, just watched the two leave, and didn't make a move.

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In a secluded hut, a dizzy and confused Goku is tied up like a rice dumpling, lying on the ground in a daze, looking at the roof with empty eyes, as if he has given up resistance. In fact, I kept chanting the scriptures in my heart, and the scriptures in my viscera flickered non-stop, and the anesthesia in my body gradually subsided, but at this rate, how could it take two or three hours.

"Ascetic poor devil!"

The roe-headed immortal cultivator rudely tore open Wukong's storage bag, opened it and saw that there were only about a hundred low-level yuan stones and some daily necessities inside, muttered dissatisfiedly, and threw it aside.

The yin and yang gourd didn't look at it, directly ignored it, and touched Wukong up and down, and finally focused his eyes on Wukong's gluttonous idea of using it as a belt buckle, and squatted down to study for a long time and didn't understand what was the use, muttering, as if he had given up temporarily.

Then he pressed a face close to him, looking at Goku almost face-to-face, and groping his hands around him, this time not looking for something, but as if he was measuring something. After a long time, just when Goku was vomiting in his heart, this guy finally stopped.

I saw him stand up, his body making strange twisting movements, his hands still clapping his face, and only a crackling sound could be heard in his ears, and this person's figure slowly changed and became perfect.

The more Wukong looked at it, the more he felt that this figure looked familiar, and then looked at the man's face, Rao was deeply determined, and he couldn't help but change his complexion.