In the hazy small world, after a hearty battle, the Weaver Girl's delicate face has a quiet sleeping face.

After mobilizing the immortal qi to clean the immortal body, Mu Qingxiao condensed the white fairy robe, hugged the sleeping Weaver Girl, leaned on the branches, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Of the thirty ginseng fruits in total, he took three by himself, the little white fox took one, the weaver girl took two, and there were twenty-six left in the jade bottle.

The Queen Mother of the West is a quasi-saint, and she definitely can't look down on the efficacy of this ginseng fruit, and the realm of Qinglian is at least the realm of Daluo Jinxian, immortal, and immortal, even if she eats the ginseng fruit, it has no effect.

Besides, he doesn't plan to return to Kunlun Immortal Mountain now, Yang Chan, Zixia, and Lu Xueqi are not in a high realm, so Mu Qingxiao naturally wants to plan for them.

Even if there is one ginseng fruit per person, it is enough for them to raise their realm to the realm of earth immortals.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingxiao smiled slightly, he had been in this Journey to the West world for more than a year, but he missed them a little.

came back to her senses, took off the huge leaves and spread them on the branches, took the cloud pillow, and let her sleep on it quietly, the white light shrouded down, and Mu Qingxiao's figure left the small world.

Standing in the air, feeling the order of the world slowly turning, Mu Qingxiao smiled indifferently, glanced at the sacrificial country that had long been turned into ruins under his feet, and was about to leave, but found that a demonic aura was coming.

The starry eyes condensed, and he saw the appearance of the comer, his face was slightly stunned, and the comer's hairy face was thunderous, and his eyes were full of fear, it was the 'Monkey King' Sun Wukong.

"Sun Dasheng."

Hearing such a shout, Sun Wukong was startled, his body paused in the void, he glanced at Mu Qingxiao, took a deep breath, and said, "It turned out to be you kid, scared my old grandson to death." ”

Mu Qingxiao's face was full of strange colors, and he asked, "Sun Dasheng, why is it so urgent?" ”

Sun Wukong froze, glanced behind him, didn't notice any breath, and then said: "I'm running for my life, don't you know ......"

Next, Sun Wukong was frightened, spit out bitterness to Mu Qingxiao, and told his party about their experience.

As soon as Sun Wukong said half of his words, Mu Qingxiao was already dumbfounded.

He could have expected the four Tang monks and apprentices to flee from Wuzhuang Temple, but Tang Sanzang was beaten into nothingness by the angry Zhen Yuanzi's palm, but he didn't expect it.

According to Sun Wukong's narration, the three of them shot together, and the Zhenyuan Daxian just waved his sleeve robe, and they were shocked to vomit blood, which is simply a complete ability.

In this regard, Mu Qingxiao nodded heavily, if it weren't for that, it would not be a quasi-saint.

Tang Sanzang's body was scattered, and his soul turned into a golden cicada and wanted to escape to the Western Heavens, but was captured by Zhen Yuanzi casually.

What the heck!

Tang Sanzang is dead!

Sun Wukong's words, Mu Qingxiao naturally believed it, and at the same time his heart was extremely shocked, no wonder the latter was so frightened in his eyes, it turned out that he was afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would catch up.

The ginseng fruit tree was uprooted, Zhen Yuanzi must have been furious, the only thing he didn't expect was that the latter dared to resist the pressure of the two saints of the West and directly slaughtered Tang Sanzang.

What should I do if I learn from the West?

What about gambling?

Zhen Yuanzi's move undoubtedly touched the scale of Buddhism, and it was difficult for Mu Qingxiao to imagine what kind of scene Buddhism and Taoism would look like next.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the shock in his heart, Mu Qingxiao smiled indifferently and said, "Then Sun Dasheng also went to the West Heaven to learn scriptures." ”

"Bad luck, my old grandson didn't want to take any scriptures, now that the master is dead, my old grandson is naturally ready to go back to Huaguo Mountain, be my mountain king, happy and happy, if Bajie and Sha Seng survive, it is estimated that they will also go back to Gao Laozhuang and Liusha River."

Saying that, Sun Wukong swallowed his saliva, palpitated, and said: "I just don't know, who shot behind the back and pulled out the ginseng fruit tree, it's just hateful, don't say it, don't say it, my old grandson is really going to run away this time." ”

Mu Qingxiao remained silent and smiled slightly.

"Farewell."

Thinking of the horror of Zhenyuan Daxian, Sun Wukong didn't dare to stay near Wuzhuang Temple, and turned over and stepped on the somersault cloud and drove away.

When Sun Wukong left, Mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly, he really had no intention of inserting willows and willows, originally he wanted to block the Buddhist gate, who would have thought that he would kill the golden cicada in an instant.

However, the golden cicada's spirit was captured by Zhen Yuanzi, and Buddhism will definitely not stop.

Mu Qingxiao pondered for a moment, not preparing to stay here, turning into a sword light and sweeping towards Dongsheng Shenzhou.

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At the same time, Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang view.

Zhen Yuanzi stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looked at the figure in the void with an indifferent face, and said, "Guanyin Bodhisattva, be polite." ”

Guanyin stepped on the lotus throne, held the mutton fat jade bottle, and sighed: "Zhenyuan Daxian, the poor Dao was ordered by the Buddha to come to take the golden cicada back to Lingshan, and I hope to hand over the soul of the golden cicada to the poor Dao." ”

"Humph!"

When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, he shook off the dust and said coldly: "Please also ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to go back, tell the Buddha, and return the ginseng fruit tree in this seat, and then it's over, otherwise this golden cicada, this seat will have to use him to light the lamp." ”

After catching the golden cicada back, Zhen Yuanzi also deliberately explored the sky, but the front was hazy, and he couldn't see the reality at all.

In other words, the golden cicada is the only clue, and as for his apprentices, there is no ginseng fruit or ginseng fruit tree on his body at all.

"Zhenyuan Daxian, the loss of the ginseng fruit tree has nothing to do with Buddhism, this matter is widely implicated, Buddhism must give Daxian an explanation, and I hope Daxian will understand, and hand over the golden cicada to Buddhism for the time being."

Thinking of this incident, Guanyin Bodhisattva was also a little helpless in his heart.

I don't know why, I think of the Dragon King of Chang'an Jinghe, the third prince of the Eagle Sorrow Stream Jade Dragon, and the seal of Wuzhi Mountain has been weakened, who is secretly obstructing the development of Buddhism?

Now, the golden cicada is reincarnated, Tang Sanzang has died, the westward mission is definitely impossible, how many years of layout, now it is ruined, and the Buddha Gate is more ruthless than Zhen Yuanzi.

I can't wait to find out the people in the dark, put them to death, and make them fall into reincarnation forever.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva, this seat can now calmly tell you, it is already giving your master face, go back, when the ginseng fruit tree is found, when the golden cicada will be returned to the Buddha."

If it was the Buddha who came, Zhenyuan Daxian would never speak so calmly, and now like this, it is definitely enough to give her master face.

After that, Zhenyuan Daxian waved the dust, and the figure appeared in the Wuzhuang Temple, and the gate of the Taoist Temple slowly closed.

"Oh, that's it."

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head slightly, unable to see the face under the veil, withdrew his gaze, and turned to the west.

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