The sleeves just now, if he resisted hard, Zhu Bajie felt that he would at least be seriously injured.

As for whether to die or not, it is difficult to judge.

Yang Que walked up to Zhen Yuanzi, examined it carefully, and found that the grumpy Taoist priest was dead.

On the other side, Qingfeng Mingyue is also sure that he is dead, the kind that can't be saved.

I just don't know if it was because of the fact that he died in his sleeve, this magic technique launched through the big array, didn't he even let go of his own people?

"It's really strong." Zhu Bajie sighed, "Actually, he doesn't have to die." The master is persuading, senior brother, you won't really dig up his ginseng fruit tree, right? ”

"Of course it's true." Yang Que said, "The world is a strange thing, and the virtuous live in it." Compared with this short-tempered Taoist priest who wants people's lives at every turn, we are virtuous people. ”

Zhu Bajie stared at Yang Que, and for a while he couldn't tell whether this sentence was true or not.

I can only sigh in my heart, worthy of being the big demon who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then.

Acting demonically is extremely evil, and it is not at all beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Is this trip to the west a blessing or a curse?

Just thinking about it, Zhu Bajie heard the senior brother say: "Bajie, use your nail rake to dig out the ginseng fruit tree, be careful, don't hurt the roots." ”

"Well, I'll wrap it in dirt." Zhu Bajie is very good at farm work, and digging soil is a trivial matter for him.

It's the old job.

"But Senior Brother, where are you going?" Zhu Bajie looked at the back of Yang Que leaving and asked.

"I'm going to go around, what if there's a fish that slips through the net?"

“…… Kill them all? It's too ruthless. Zhu Bajie muttered.

Yang Que didn't answer, stretched out his hand and waved it twice, disappearing from Zhu Bajie's sight.

Zhu Bajie took out the nine-tooth nail rake and began to dig out the ginseng fruit tree.

On the other side, Yang Que walked into the main hall of Wuzhuang Temple, where a statue was enshrined, which was somewhat similar to Zhen Yuanzi's dress.

I don't know if it's the founder of Wuzhuang Temple...... If it weren't for this town Yuanzi who founded Wuzhuang Temple.

As for the appearance of the statue, it is actually very abstract, similar to the "evil god figure", and it is impossible to tell whether this is the statue of Zhen Yuanzi himself.

"...... under the statue"

Yang Que looked at the statue and said secretly in his heart, "What will be down here?" Is it Zhen Yuanzi's last resort? ”

When Zhen Yuanzi looked at Yang Que, he finally said a few words, that is, "under the statue".

Don't know what that means.

Is there a dangerous trap below, waiting for Yang Que to step on?

But this kind of seduction is too crude, right?

Only fools and profit-hungry people will be fooled. Yang Que appeared here, of course, not because he was a fool, nor because he was fooled.

It's that he is a master of art and bold, and has other means of coping.

Yang Que raised his hand and made a move: "Come out, War Tree Man." ”

A tree man that was not particularly large appeared in the main hall, waiting for Yang Que's instructions.

Just now, when he was in the mountains and seas cave, Yang Que used the ability of the Hundred Flowers Fairy to catalyze a relatively small tree to become a war tree man.

Now release it, and it's up to the War Tree to find out what's underneath this statue.

Yang Que withdrew from the main hall, and the War Tree Man "came to life", stretched out his hands, and directly overthrew the statue.

The statue was ordinary, and it was torn apart by the War Tree Man and smashed to the ground.

Nothing special is missing.

After the statue was overthrown, the War Treants began to destroy the stone platform underneath the statue.

The stone platform was not sturdy either, and was quickly crushed and collapsed by the War Treemen, revealing a passage hidden inside, leading to the underground.

The passage was sloping downwards and narrow, and one person could barely pass through.

War Treants definitely won't get in.

Yang Que let the War Tree Man out of the main hall, and after taking it back to the Shanhai Cave, he ended the "weaponization" ahead of schedule.

In this way, the tree man can become a tree and continue to grow well and achieve sustainable development.

The sustainable war treant was recovered by Yang Que, and then he sent an unsustainable wolf demon into the passage.

After a while, a wolf howl was heard, proving that there was no danger inside.

Yang Que walked into the passage.

Although this Zhen Yuanzi is very weak, and even inferior to the black bear spirit, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

As a trainer, letting summoned beasts go first is a basic operation.

Soft-hearted, and more important than anything else, the safety of summoned beasts cannot be a good training.

Good training room Yang Que bent down and went down the steps of the passage.

After walking a vertical distance of more than twenty meters, I came to an underground room.

This room is not large, about 100 square meters, and the height is only a little more than three meters.

In the room, in addition to a bed, there are a large number of bamboo slips scattered around, as well as rolled-up scrolls, and there is almost no place to put your feet.

Yang Que picked up a bamboo slip at random and looked at it, and found that there were a lot of words on it, but they were all destroyed and crossed out.

It's hard to tell what exactly it is.

I looked at a few more, and they were all about the same situation, only barely a few unspoken words could be seen clearly.

Personal pronouns such as "you" and "he" are difficult to distinguish the content on the bamboo slips through these words.

After looking through more than a dozen bamboo slips, Yang Que found that the contents of some bamboo slips seemed to be the same.

"That's what I'm here for?" Yang Que didn't think that there was any mysterious and powerful exercise on the bamboo slip, even if it was.

There is such a thing as exercises, and it is inherently difficult to cultivate and explore by yourself.

Not to mention that it is still a "battle-damaged version", Yang Que himself practiced "The Golden Medal of the First Yuan".

If these things were exercises, he really couldn't be interested.

Putting down the bamboo slip first, Yang Que picked up the scroll again, and there was also text on it, but it was also crossed out.

There is little useful information to be provided, and there are more than the contents of the bamboo slips in the scroll, which are suspected to be paintings.

It's a pity that it was also smeared with patches of black ink.

Some of the scrolls had been kept for so long that they had become blank, with only faint traces.

There are a few more, almost weathered, and shattered at the touch of a few.

There was no useful information found for the time being, so Yang Que didn't say a word, and received all the bamboo slips and scrolls in the room to the Shanhai Cave Tianzhong.

Take it back and look for it slowly, there will always be something useful.

does not live up to Zhen Yuanzi's "hard work".

Coming out of the underground secret room of the main hall, Yang Que returned to the courtyard where the ginseng fruit trees were planted.

The tree-digging work of Zhu Bajie there was basically completed.

There was a big crater in the ground, and the bodies of Zhen Yuanzi and the two Dao boys were placed in the corner by him.

Yang Que glanced into the pit, there was no sea of corpses and blood that would definitely appear in the dark Journey to the West.

It's just ordinary soil, this ginseng fruit tree is not planted in some kind of flesh and blood, and it grows fruit by sucking the flesh and blood of people or other creatures.

"Senior brother, it's almost okay." Seeing Yang Que returning, Zhu Bajie stopped his movements and wiped a handful of sweat that didn't exist at all.

Whether you are tired or not, you must show that you are very tired in order to reflect your serious efforts and merits.