Endless Hongmeng, vast chaos, Hongmeng and Lin Meng stood in the endless Hongmeng aura, staring at the little golden light in front of them, dissipating in the Hongmeng space.

"Big brother, do you believe he will come back?" Lin Meng looked at Hongmeng, who was standing with his hands in his hands, raised his eyebrows, and said softly.

"Do you and I have any choice but to believe him?" Hongmeng's face was calm, his eyes were far away, and his tone was a little helpless.

Lin Meng was silent, and after a long time, he said lightly, "Big brother, I think this person is very serious compared to the previous traversers, and he is quite a bit of a city government, and before coming to Hongmeng Space, his heart is not exposed, and he is not visible. ”

"So, he'll be back."

A meaningful smile appeared on Hongmeng's face, a pair of deep eyes were incomparably firm and bright, and a playful voice sounded.

"The saints of the flood will one day discover his extraordinary, so ......"

Hongmeng didn't continue, turned around and walked to the cinnamon tree, sat on the stone bench, picked up the wine jug on the stone table, poured a glass of Hongmeng spirit wine, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth, and let the mellow aroma of wine wander between his lips and tongue. I flipped through my hand and conjured up a copy, read it with relish, and returned to my previous laziness.

Lin Meng thought about it for a while, and felt that Hongmeng's words were quite reasonable, and suddenly his heart suddenly changed, and he also walked to the stone table and sat down, reached out and picked up the wine jug, and was about to pour himself a glass of Hongmeng spirit wine, when he accidentally saw the content of the book, and the whole person was stunned.

Immediately, Lin Meng's brows furrowed strangely, his forehead was covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Big brother, this book doesn't seem to be from the hands of those great gods. ”

Hongmeng raised his head, looked at Lin Lei, who was a little ugly, smiled casually, and continued to bury his head in reading.

"Above the Jinjiang River."

Jinjiang?

Lin Meng's face was even more ugly, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and the Sichuan character on his forehead was even more profound.

The page that Hongmeng is looking at now, the content on it is Panlong Homo.

It's still Tan Meiwen!

A beautiful article by Lin Lei × Beibei!

Is this the bad taste of Hongmeng?

Earth Immortal Realm

In the north of Xiniu Hezhou, there is a majestic mountain, if you stand on the top of the sky, at a glance, it seems to form a gap with the surrounding mountain terrain, like the sharp eyes of an eagle, standing up.

"I'm back."

Stepping on the bluestone steps, Yang Xuan, who was dressed in a white robe, walked up the familiar mountain road steps. The surrounding fairy sounds are curling, and the quiet and ethereal mountains are completely different worlds from the mundane outside.

It has been more than 50 years since he left Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and traveled abroad.

White clouds floated by in the blue sky, but Yang Xuan was in a lot of mood at the moment.

The trip to the Panlong World made Yang Xuan suffer a great impact.

originally thought that he could rely on his familiarity with the plot and let everything be under the control of himself, the big boss behind the scenes.

Na Cheng thought that he was just in a parallel world, and his every move was watched by Hongmeng and Lin Meng.

I didn't expect that before I came, there were already many traversers who came to the Panlong World.

Without exception, these people have entered a parallel world.

Stopping, Yang Xuan looked up at the sky, his eyes full of confusion.

Could it be that the world that covered the sky that I first came to was also a parallel world that extended from the main world?

Is the desolate world you are in now just a parallel world?

Even...... Didn't the saints look at me too?

The more he thought about it, the more headaches he had, and Yang Xuan simply didn't want those annoying things.

Stopping in the direction of Zhanzhou in the south, Yang Xuan's face was full of grievances, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"Senior brother, I still haven't hid."

Not long after returning to the flood wilderness, Yang Xuan learned that Sun Wukong was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but he was suppressed by the Buddha with one palm, and now he has been crushed under the Five Elements Mountain for several years.

According to the script of Journey to the West, Sun Wukong will be crushed under the Five Elements Mountain for 500 years...... No, strictly speaking, it is more than 620 years, because Sun Wukong himself always says "I can't remember the time", it should be that he remembered the wrong time.

For this fellow brother who has lived together for ten years, although Yang Xuan is very sympathetic to his experience of becoming a pawn of the Eastern Transmission of Buddhism, he is also powerless.

After all, the great prosperity of Buddhism is the general trend of heaven, and he is a golden immortal in front of the saint, and he can't set off any big waves.

So the only thing Yang Xuan can do is to take care of his monkey monkey grandson in Huaguo Mountain for Sun Wukong.

After a while, Yang Xuan held his forehead and let out a helpless sigh

"Senior brother, junior brother can't do anything."

Yang Xuan originally wanted to go to Wuzhi Mountain to visit the monkeys, but before his front foot stepped into the boundary of Wuzhi Mountain, a majestic voice came to mind in his mind.

"Who's here? Get out of here!"

A merciless warning made Yang Xuan suddenly remember that in the Journey to the West, there was not only Sun Wukong in the Five Elements Mountain, but also the five parties who imprisoned him.

After suppressing Sun Wukong, he arranged for the five parties to reveal the truth and the land mountain god to detain Sun Wukong in the Five Elements Mountain.

It's no wonder that during the years that Sun Wukong was pressed in the Five Elements Mountain, none of his friends visited him, nor was he humiliated by other monsters.

Although Yang Xuan begged the five parties to reveal the truth and let him go to "visit the prison", he was ruthlessly rejected after all.

The five directions are the golden head of the truth, the silver head of the truth, the Polo truth, the Polo monk and the Maha Buddha, which are the five protectors of Buddhism.

Yang Xuan didn't want to offend Buddhism and Heaven at the same time, so in desperation, he had to leave the wine he brought, and asked the mountain god to transfer it to Sun Wukong for him, so he left in a huff.

"It seems that if you want to gain merit, it depends on whether they agree or not." Yang Xuan's brows furrowed, he carefully recalled the plot of the Journey to the West, on the way to the West, guarding Tang Seng's side, there were not only Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng, but also other immortals secretly following them.

The four values of Gong Cao, the five directions of the truth, the six Ding Liujia and the eighteen apologetic Jialan, these thirty-nine gods and Buddhas, secretly protected Tang Seng on the way to the west. It is directly subordinate to the center. Everything that involves learning from the scriptures is a big thing, and you can see the driver directly without reporting.

However, Yang Xuan felt that they not only had the duty of secretly protecting Tang Seng, but also secretly spying on Tang Seng and his party.

Yang Xuan still remembered that except for the first time when they took the initiative to dedicate themselves to it, the rest of the time they were sneaky, or they only came out when Sun Wukong asked them to come out, which was very inactive.

It seems that Sun Wukong doesn't like these people either, every time he asks them to help, it's very polite, and he doesn't need them if he can, and he is willing to use the land mountain god, which shows that Sun Wukong also guessed what they were here for, so he was very unhappy.

"Wuxuan, you're back."

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