After the three brothers and sisters fled, Zhenhai Temple returned to peace.

Chen Li and his entourage set off again as soon as dawn, and compared with the past, Zhu Bajie seemed a little depressed.

Probably knowing that the brocade rat may have lost his previous memories, or that his previous memories had been tampered with, he felt a little sad in his heart.

Chen Li didn't know how to persuade him, he could only say that if Li Jing could change her memory, then there must be a way to recover her memory, and one day, the brocade mouse would remember what happened to him.

As for how the two will develop, they can only resign themselves to fate.

Along the way, Chen Li became more and more focused on cultivating the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and the near-death that night was undoubtedly a loud alarm bell for him after King Dapeng.

There are people outside the sky, and the feeling of people outside the sky is getting deeper and deeper.

Although Li Jing's cultivation is not as good as his own, he is powerful and powerful, and he has so many unpredictable magic weapons, he Chen Li used to look down on Li Jing, but after this mouse spirit's move, he deeply realized that Li Jing must not be underestimated.

As for the abbot.

Chen Li thought of the scene where he coerced and seduced others, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

The sentence that people can't look like is really not wrong, if it weren't for seeing that chicken bone, he Chen Li would never have thought that the abbot was actually a peerless master.

How he let the two rat spirits retreat without a fight, Chen Li didn't know, but what Chen Li knew was that he had both the eye of the avenue and the eye of fire in the sky, and he couldn't see his clues, just this means of concealing his cultivation was already shocking.

All the way to the west, Chen Li's cultivation rose steadily.

Before this, he already had ten thousand experience points, and after more than a month of intensive cultivation, his level finally reached fifty-two.

And what made him even more excited was that the cultivation of the Eight or Nine Xuangong was actually not only for the physical body, the stronger his physical body, the stronger the Yuan Shen would become.

The reason why he failed miserably last time under the twilight drum and morning bell of the rat spirit was because his Yuan Shen power was too weak, although it was only a little stronger now, but if he listened to those hurtful Yuan Shen sounds again, it would be better than the last time.

Walking through the official road, pass a teahouse.

A group of people thought that it was a little hot, so they temporarily rested in the teahouse for a while, and asked the old man in the teahouse to bring two large pots of herbal tea that cleared the heat and moistened the throat.

There were still a few rough men scattered in the teahouse, and after seeing Chen Li's line, they all involuntarily shrank back.

After all, they are ordinary people who go to the mountains and go to the countryside, and they are a little scared when they see goblins like Chen Li and Zhu Bajie.

However, the old man who sold tea had been here for a few years, and he had seen countless people, demons, so it seemed a lot more natural, but when he saw the little monk, his face became a little strange.

Chen Li frowned, looked at the old man, he didn't have the slightest cultivation in his body, could it be that he also wanted to beat the little monk's idea?

He couldn't help but raise his head and asked, "Old man, why, haven't you seen such a handsome monk?" ”

When the old man heard this, he knew that he was joking, so he smiled and said: "The monk has seen a lot, but he has never seen someone as handsome as him, but, forgive the old man for daring to ask, are you going to the west or the east on this trip?" ”

Chen Lidao: "We come from the east, so naturally we go west. ”

"Going west?" When the old man heard this, his forehead, which was already full of wrinkles, wrinkled even deeper, and he only hesitated for a moment before he said with a solemn face: "Elder, if you go west, then the old man still advises you to dispel this idea, where to come from and where to go back as soon as possible." ”

As soon as he said this, Chen Li's face suddenly became strange.

And several men around also looked at each other, and when they saw the little monk, their faces showed the same look as before.

Chen Li frowned and said, "Oh, dare to ask the old man, why can't I go west?" ”

The old man said: "If you go further west, you are afraid that your lives will be lost, so the old man advises you to go back." ”

"Dare to ask, why is his life not guaranteed?" On the side, Zhu Bajie asked suspiciously.

The old man was silent for a moment before he said, "If the old man is not mistaken, you are all monks, right?" ”

Chen Li and Monk Zhu Bajiesha glanced at each other, and then nodded.

The old man said, "That's it, since you are monks, you can't go west." ”

When Chen Li heard this, he was immediately happy, and said with a smile: "The desire of the people in Buddhism is the Great Leiyin Temple in the West, why did you come to you, but you said that I can't wait for the West to go?" ”

"Hey, Elder, don't you know, if you go dozens of miles ahead, then you will reach the destruction of France, and when you destroy France, then you will die!"

"Destroy France?!"

When Chen Li heard this, his face changed, and he searched for the memory of the original Journey to the West in his mind, and after a while, he finally remembered this destruction of France.

And the old man continued to speak: "The king who destroyed France once made a grand wish, in this life, to kill 10,000 disciples of the Liberation Sect, in the past few years, he has killed 9,996, and there are still four monks left to complete the grand wish, and a few of you happen to be the monks, if you go to destroy France, there is no return?" ”

"To kill 10,000 monks?"

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-six have already been killed?"

"Is this king sick?"

Zhu Bajie and the others spoke one after another, showing anger.

The old man was about to nod, suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves, he looked up, and found that there was a group of soldiers riding horses on the official road, his face was panicked, and he quickly lowered his head and returned to the place where he should stay.

And the group of soldiers passing by should have continued to leave, but the sergeant at the head was sharp-eyed, and his eyes were attracted by the two strange shapes of Chen Li and Zhu Bajie, and then he saw the white bone spirit and Shui Qingling.

The beauty of these two women was undoubted, they were simply fairies descending to earth, and the sergeant's eyes straightened on the spot, and then he slowly turned his horse's head and returned.

And the ten soldiers behind him also returned, and when they all saw Shui Qingling and the White Bone Spirit, their already dry throats became even drier.

"Old man, good tea is served to quench the thirst of the soldiers!" Before the sergeant at the head entered the teahouse, he shouted in an extremely majestic manner.

The old man hurriedly agreed, and went to prepare tea.

After the sergeant walked into the teahouse, his eyes did not take his eyes off Shui Qingling and the white bone spirit, and he wanted to step forward to tease, but he didn't know what reason to use, just when he was anxious, a soldier behind him suddenly exclaimed: "General, look, monk, it's a monk!" ”

"Monk?"

When the sergeant heard this, he followed the soldier's instructions and moved his gaze from the two beauties to the bald head of the young man on the side.

(End of chapter)