Moreover, things are not bad to the extreme, that Zhen Yuanzi Daxian and the teacher in their previous lives are old acquaintances after all, and they believe that in the friendship of the past, they will not be too embarrassed to be a teacher, but we still need to find a way to continue the ginseng fruit tree for Zhen Yuanzi Daxian. ”

Under the infection of Tang Sanzang's calm and steady tone, the monkey and the others also regained their composure and carefully thought about how to save themselves.

"Master, this matter is easy to say, not to mention that the ginseng fruit tree was beaten down by Brother Monkey with such a stick, and there is no way to contact us, even if I am trapped in this sleeve and can't escape, I can't contact if I want to find a helper to save the ginseng fruit tree." Zhu Bajie muttered and counted the questions in detail.

"It's not difficult to escape, Bajie and Sha Seng may not know, although the teacher is a mortal, but he also has a bit of courage, under the blessing of the immeasurable Buddha's light, I believe it is not difficult to open a gap in this sleeve." Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together and said humbly.

Zhu Bajie, who used to be Marshal Tianpeng, knew this "everything in his sleeves" and explained. "Master, don't brag, lest you make a joke, this 'sleeve in the sleeve' is one of the supreme supernatural powers of Taoism, and there is a small world in the sleeve, don't say it's an old pig, even Brother Monkey has nothing to do."

"Amitabha, the eight precepts, you must know that monks don't speak, and they are serious about being a teacher." Tang Sanzang said with a Buddha name.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang, who had been practicing true kung fu in his fists, gently flicked his sleeves, but he planned to show it in front of his disciples, so as to determine the authority and main theme for the next westward journey, so that the disciples could understand a little more about the strength of the teacher.

Fist, one-in-one......

The white and tender fist, which seemed to have no strength to even catch the chicken, pulled back slightly, slightly accumulating.

Seeing this, the monkey and Ao Yu, who knew Tang Sanzang best, did not hesitate to adjust their position and chose to hide behind Tang Sanzang.

Although the monkey didn't quite believe that the master's brute force could directly blast through this small world and crack the "sleeve in the sleeve" supernatural power, it was always difficult to forget the monkey that was erased in an instant on Wuzhi Mountain, and he still chose to be safe in front of the master.

And Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng didn't think so, but when they saw the monkey and Ao Yu's heartfelt approach, they also chose to hide in disbelief.

The next moment, Tang Sanzang's eyes opened and closed slightly, and a trace of essence light came out, and the elegant plain white monk's robe was suddenly supported a little, as if an ancient reckless aura emanated from Tang Sanzang's body.

"Amitabha, my Buddha Compassion Fist ......"

Accompanied by a compassionate and melodious Buddha horn, Tang Sanzang seemed to slowly and quickly blast that punch in front of him.

"Click......

An indiscernible cracking sound echoed through the small world, and a glimmer of light from the outside world shone in.

If you look at it from the outside world, you can find that Zhen Yuanzi, who is rushing back towards Wuzhuang Guan, has a small hole in his sleeve.

"Really...... Broken?! Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng looked at the fist-sized mouth in front of Tang Sanzang with a stunned expression, and said in a daze.

And Tang Sanzang had a panting expression, and said secretly in his heart. "It's okay, it's okay, the strength is just right, if you use a little harder, I'm afraid it will directly shatter this small world, and Zhen Yuanzi has to trouble the poor monks."

It's just that on the surface, Tang Sanzang is in a state of exhaustion, and he said weakly. "Wukong, hurry, hurry up and find the magic method that can continue the ginseng fruit tree."

However, how could the monkey be willing to abandon Tang Sanzang and leave directly, and said urgently. "Master, my grandson will never abandon you, I want to go together."

"Wukong, why is it so mother-in-law and mother-in-law at the end of the day, and just go, after all, there is a bit of old-time friendship between the teacher and Zhen Yuanzi, I don't think he will hurt the life of the teacher, and staying for the teacher can just be a guarantee for you, otherwise, with Zhen Yuanzi's magical powers, wouldn't he want to chase and kill me until the ends of the earth?"

Tang Sanzang said in a hurried voice. "Wukong, your somersault cloud magic power is the fastest, just go and return quickly, and wait for you to come back as a teacher."

The monkey gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said fiercely. "Bajie, Senior Brother Sha, protect the master, wait for my grandson to come back, if the master has any problems, my grandson will be the first to let you go."

"Don't worry, senior brother, even if I die, I will die in front of the master." The sand monk said angrily.

"Brother Monkey, you have to hurry up, the old pig is the largest, the target is the most obvious, and it is likely that I will be the first to be disposed of." Zhu Bajie actually wanted to run away with the monkey, but he was even more afraid that he would be beaten to death by the monkey on the spot, so he could only say weakly.

After a scene of parting from life and death, the monkey turned into a cloud of green smoke with tears and quietly drifted towards the outside world, and after sweeping out of the range of Wanshou Mountain, the monkey showed its original form, stepped on the somersault cloud, and headed towards the heavenly realm.

And Zhen Yuanzi really didn't know anything about the monkey's escape, after all, even Zhen Yuanzi didn't expect that his "sleeve in his sleeve" would be broken from it.

As Zhen Yuanzi returned to the Wuzhuang Temple, Qingfeng and Mingyue had prepared five immortal ropes.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the things in Qingfeng and Mingyue's hands lightly and said. "Nonsense, the holy monk of Sanzang and the teacher are friends, even if they have, they can't be restrained."

Immediately, Zhen Yuanzi reached into his sleeve, as if taking a puppet or a figure, first took out Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, and tied them firmly with the immortal rope.

Then when it was Tang Sanzang's turn, Zhen Yuanzi said politely. "Golden Cicada, although the ginseng fruit tree of the poor road has nothing to do with you, but you don't know anything about it and have a good relationship with me, the poor monk will not bind you."

"Thank you, Daisen!" Tang Sanzang saluted and thanked him.

However, when Zhen Yuanzi took out the last Ao Yu, his face changed when he reached out again, and he asked. "Jin Chanzi, what about Sun Wukong?"

"Amitabha, the great immortal of Zhenyuanzi, the poor monk, the great disciple has great powers, but he ran away by himself, claiming to find a way to cure the ginseng fruit tree, and then to redeem the freedom of the poor monk." Tang Sanzang replied without changing his face.

Zhen Yuanzi sneered and said. "It's true that the monkey's combat power is shocking, but it will be impossible to get away from the 'sleeve' of the poor road, and it must be your golden cicada."

Under the stunned eyes of Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, Tang Sanzang said with an unchanging face. "Amitabha, the great immortal Mingjian, the monks don't speak, it is indeed Wukong's supernatural powers that turned into a cloud of green smoke and drifted away, it is precisely because the poor monk is a mortal, and the body is mortal, so he can't escape."

And Zhen Yuanzi didn't believe Tang Sanzang's words, and he understood that this golden cicada was afraid that he also had the intention of secretly showing his wrists.