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Unbeatable, Ghost Li thought about it and accepted Wen Yu, her eyes flashed with a strange light, after all, she was still asleep!

"Let's go!" "Squeak."

The ghost said sharply and walked in one direction, and that direction was where the golden light rose, although this trip to the swamp was considered a complete merit, but he was also extremely curious about what that huge treasure was.

............

"Mr. Zhuang, how far is it?" Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

"It's not far away, do you see that fog in the distance!" Zhuang Zhoumeng heard this, smiled, and then pointed forward.

"Oh." Sun Wukong put his palm on his eyes to make a distant look, "Really, the treasure is there." Sun Wukong's eyes were shining, not because of the treasure, but simply to express joy at the arrival of the destination.

"That's right, the treasure also means that the three volumes of the Book of Heaven are there."

"Book from heaven?" Sun Wukong scratched his head, and then threw it behind his head, he could actually understand the things in the Book of Heaven, but he felt that the things he understood were useless to himself, well, at least he was now moving forward and breaking through all the laws with his strength.

"Heh, you worship Tang Zichen as a teacher!" laughed, although it was a question, but the tone was very affirmative.

"That's right, it's not just me, but also Tang San!" Sun Wukong said it as if showing off.

"Tang Zichen!" Zhuang Zhoumeng showed a thoughtful look, paused, and asked again, "What do you feel about her?" ”

"Master, she's a cold person, it's like, it's like the kind of white flowers in the sky, but I disappear when I touch it." Sun Wukong gave his own description in distress.

"Snow!" Zhuang Zhoumeng raised his hand and flipped it, and a colorful bead-like thing suddenly appeared, and there was some fog in the beads, covering all the scenery a little clearly, but it was still possible to see that it was a landscape intersecting, and all things were tender and out-of-the-world.

"Too forgetful" Zhuang Zhoumeng waved his hand, and the colorful beads dissipated like bubbles, "This is not easy to do." Zhuang Zhoumeng's facial expression did not change at all when he spoke, and he still had the kind of light eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She is still too anxious, he can fully understand that he is too forgetful, although the goal of being too forgetful is not as clear as that of being ruthless, as long as he gives up all the distracting thoughts that are not good for the Tao, he can do it, but this is very easy, no, the final result must be to deny himself, and then give up the concept of self. Without ego, only an obsession and an empty soul, then there is really no difference from death. ”

Sun Wukong listened in the clouds and fog on the side, looking like he tried very hard to listen, but he couldn't understand anything.

"Give." Zhuang Zhou dreamed, stretched out his palm again, and suddenly a dazzling light flashed on his palm, Sun Wukong involuntarily covered his eyes, the light disappeared, Sun Wukong looked carefully, and saw that Zhuang Zhoumeng had an extra colored lotus flower in his hand, the lotus was quite big, several circles larger than Zhuang Zhoumeng's hand.

"Hold it." Sun Wukong took it without hesitation, but the colored lotus flower suddenly disappeared after reaching Sun Wukong's hand, Sun Wukong was shocked, and hurriedly jumped up and down to find it.

Zhuang Zhoumeng chuckled a few times, and then pointed, "Look at what you have on your arm." ”

Sun Wukong immediately stopped when he heard this, took off his shirt neatly, and then saw a lotus tattoo on his arm, and the lotus tattoo looked lifelike, just like the real thing.

"Ah, how can I have this thing on my hands." Sun Wukong may be because of his young age, he always likes to surprise a small thing, for example, now Sun Wukong is full of disbelief, and he keeps rubbing it, wanting to remove this tattoo.

Zhuang Zhoumeng was about to explain, but he saw Sun Wukong putting on his clothes indifferently, surprised and indifferent The two expressions changed between each other quickly, and even Zhuang Zhoumeng didn't expect it.

Zhuang Zhoumeng was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and chuckled twice, Xindao is really an interesting child, what is this? Pure heart, but I don't have a pure heart, and I can't understand what it's like to have a pure heart.

"That tattoo is the lotus, a condensation of part of my strength and spirit, a small experiment of mine, but I don't know how powerful it is, it happens to be on your body first." That's the result of Zhuang Zhoumeng's dream in the dream origin bead, whether it's called the mirror image of the dream, or the clone of the dream, it's roughly the same meaning anyway.

But because it is the first score, Zhuang Zhoumeng doesn't know in his heart whether this is a success or not, and the strength has its own percentage.

"Oh." Sun Wukong was stunned, and then pointed to his arm and said, "Why put it on my arm." ”

"Rest assured, it's just to measure how this thing reacts after it leaves me, stability, duration, physical strength, etc., etc."

"What's the use of this!"

"Useful, he can summon a doppelganger of mine, who can teach you in times of ordinary times and can help you in times of crisis. Even said, when you have the opportunity to go to your master, this may help your master, and it will be more possible to get her out of that state, but"

"Thank you, sir." Sun Wukong smiled brightly, and then thanked Zhuang Zhoumeng.

"No thanks," Zhuang Zhoumeng smiled and waved his hand, "When you go back, tell your senior brother that whether you can succeed this time depends on whether you are strong enough or not." ”

"Senior brother, what does this matter to senior brother? But I'll pass it on. Sun Wukong's little face was serious, as if he had received some terrible task.

Zhuang Zhoumeng smiled, stretched out his hand, put it on Sun Wukong's head like killing Matt and rubbed it twice, don't look at Sun Wukong's head shape like this, but it is not prickly at all, but very soft, just like the hair of a small animal that has just taken a bath and then dried it, fluttering and soft, fluffy, touching it, I can't help but want to touch it a few times.

Time passed quickly with the small talk between Zhuang Zhoumeng and Sun Wukong, and at the same time, .......

"Here we are." Zhuang Zhoumeng looked at the fog area in front of him and said, this place is very similar to the miasma area separating the death swamp, the gas inside is very thick, but it is ...... outside.

"Wow." Sun Wukong was surprised, raised his neck high, as if he wanted to see how high the fog was, and after looking at it for a while, he couldn't see anything before returning his head to normal vision.

Take a few steps forward," asked curiously, why is this fog so close to us, but it doesn't spread. ”