Chapter 1650: When will I wake up?

Zhuge Haokong walked slowly and nodded in return.

Fortunately, the third senior brother left a hand, and there were many treasures hidden in the master's door, and they were not ruined by Bai Moli. Now that he has come out of retreat, most of his injuries have healed, and he is no longer in serious trouble.

Does the emperor have any doubts in his heart?

The third senior brother Zhuge Haokong and the Emperor Nangong glanced at each other and guessed their intentions.

Please also ask Mr. Three to point out the maze for Lonely.

In the whole world, only Zhuge Haokong can spy on the secrets of the world.

The third senior brother chuckled: "Don't worry, I have to do something first."

Can you let you go alone?

Emperor Nangong made this request.

Naturally, you can. Zhuge Haokong nodded in agreement.

So, Gu Hengsheng and the other four walked out of the floating tomb. Where exactly to go depends on Zhuge Haokong's plan.

Zhuge Haokong's thoughts, no one can guess.

All the way west, Gu Hengsheng and the others did not ask Zhuge Haokong where he was going. A few hours later, they had arrived in the state of Dashixi.

A remote city in Xizhou, a restaurant.

Zhuge Haokong walked in front and led Gu Hengsheng and others to the restaurant.

Third Senior Brother, what are we doing here?

Chu Xiaoyao finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

Zhuge Haokong looked at a corner of the restaurant, letting everyone follow their eyes.

This is...... Dead monk!

Chu Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

In the western corner of the restaurant, a bald monk is eating big fish and meat, tasting fine wine. Monks drink and have fun, and the cultivators are not surprised.

However, this monk is so upright, it's rare, isn't he afraid of affecting the Dao heart?

The monk who has no space once went to Lei Yao Buddhism to guide the Buddha, so that the Buddha's heart is clear and he can prove the road. Later, the monk Wukong drank and talked with Gu Hengsheng again and had a good conversation.

Master, don't come unharmed.

Gu Hengsheng recognized the empty monk at a glance and stepped forward to greet him.

The monk put down the greasy chicken legs, wiped them on the robe casually, put his hands together, and the light of the Daobao Buddha flashed: Amitabha, I haven't seen him for nearly a thousand years, and Mr. Nine has already preached.

Emperor Nangong and Chu Xiaoyao glanced at each other, and roughly guessed the true identity of the monk Wukong.

This benefactor, dressed in red and with an otherworldly temperament, must be the third gentleman of the floating tomb! The monk said plainly: If the poor monk is not mistaken, the other two should be the Nangong Emperor and the Easy Sword Immortal.

Chu Xiaoyao blinked his eyes, and he suddenly found that his worldview had collapsed.

Is this still the submissive Hachi from before?

When did Hachi have this kind of demeanor?

Chu Xiaoyao once suspected that the Wukong Monk was not the eighth junior disciple, after all, the change was too great. But one thing hasn't changed, he likes to drink wine and eat meat, which is similar to the dead pig at home.

The master's eye is extraordinary. Zhuge Haokong admitted his identity: Won't the master ask me to wait and sit down?

You may be seated. The Wukong monk sighed in his heart, muttering that these big people came to him for some reason.

Everyone sat down and secretly laid an enchantment around them, so that no one could snoop and eavesdrop.

You must be passing by, right?

There is a Buddha light behind the empty monk, as if he is a monk who has attained the Tao.

Zhuge Haokong was the first to speak: This trip is to find the master.

Oh? What is the matter with Mr. Three looking for a poor monk?

The monk asked directly, a little curious.

For some reason, Wukong Monk always felt that it was not the first time he had seen Zhuge Haokong and Chu Xiaoyao and others, and he even had a feeling of great familiarity.

However, it is very strange that the monk Wukong is sure that he has not seen Zhuge Haokong and others in his life.

The red dust has been wandering for many years, when will it be able to wake up?

Zhuge Haokong suddenly snapped his finger towards the center of the Wukong monk's eyebrows, and a white light poured into the body of the Wukong monk.

The monk subconsciously wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't stop the white light of Dao Yun pointed out by Zhuge Haokong, and he couldn't help but be surprised. Then, the monk stood up, and his divine thoughts swept back and forth over his body, convinced that there was no problem: what did Mr. Three just do to the poor monk?

Nothing, a small gift to the master.

The corners of Zhuge Haokong's mouth lifted slightly.

Gift? What is it? The Wukong monk looked at Zhuge Haokong with confused eyes: Please forgive the poor monk for being stupid, can Mr. Three speak up?

Zhuge Haokong smiled meaningfully: I hope you can realize it as soon as possible and realize the avenue.

Gu Hengsheng and Emperor Nangong vaguely caught a trace of the breath of the white light just now, which should be related to the Dao method of the Floating Tomb.

Chu Xiaoyao didn't pay attention to this, he kept thinking about the appearance of the previous monk in his mind, and muttered in his heart: How could Xiao Ba dare to talk to Mr. Three like this before, but now he is really bold.

No, Mr. Three, can you make it clear?

The monk Wukong was inexplicably a little stunned in his heart, and asked.

Zhuge Hao smiled and said nothing, and turned his head to look at Gu Hengsheng and the others: Let's go!

I came here today just to take a look at the empty monk. Now that I see it, I can leave.

The next moment, Zhuge Haokong and the others disappeared from this place, leaving a blank monk with a blank face. After a long time, the monk broke a bite: inexplicable.

On the way to Zhongzhou, Chu Xiaoyao asked many times: Third Senior Brother, is that monk really the Eighth Senior Brother just now? Why does it feel like my personality has changed?

How do you know which side is what he really looks like?

Zhuge Haokong calculated for eternity, and he didn't expect that the eighth junior brother could get a great opportunity after the emperor's war and live out the next life. Maybe everyone was a little negligent about the eighth junior brother on weekdays.

In other words, this monk is really the eighth junior brother, my God!

Chu Xiaoyao had just inquired about the cultivation of the monk who had no space, which could be described as unfathomable.

The eighth senior brother is not simple now, he can't be without an image, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

Gu Hengsheng was not sure that the Wukong Monk was the Eighth Senior Brother at first, but later after the Endless Sea First Battle and the Wukong Monk chatted for a long time before he had an answer.

Emperor Nangong actually hasn't paid attention to Mr. Eight all along, and when he sees it at this moment, his strength will definitely not be weaker than Chu Xiaoyao, and he secretly said in his heart: The floating tomb is full of demons, which is rare in the world.

When the monk completely wakes up and remembers his identity, his strength will reach an unimaginable height.

Now, Zhuge Haokong and others tore through the void barrier, went straight to Zhongzhou, and embarked on the emperor road.

With their appearance, many of the old guys in Emperor Road opened their eyes at the same time, and their breath was disordered.

The emperor road is really not very peaceful!

At this time, a faint glow appeared above the sky of Emperor Road.