From beginning to end, Sun Wukong is a pawn on that chessboard, even now he is still in the unknown, for his own promise, to protect a mortal to learn from the West. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sun Wukong doesn't eat people, it doesn't mean that he doesn't kill people, even if he has mixed up in heaven, he still adheres to his simple and direct concept.

Whoever wants to kill him, he kills whomever he wants.

These robbers are undoubtedly going to kill him and kill human beings, so it is natural to be killed, and people will die if they die, what a simple truth.

But Xuanzang will not understand, in his opinion, even if these robbers commit murder first, they must be taken to the government to manage, and killing people without permission will not work in terms of doctrine or law.

Sun Wukong couldn't stand Xuanzang's verbosity, he disappeared by himself, and with the speed of his somersault cloud, he galloped with all his might, and he could have a round in Huaguo Mountain within a few hours.

This time's departure is not completely long-winded, and another important reason is that I want to eat something delicious to get over my addiction.

After being pressed for five hundred years, he didn't eat anything, and he simply faded out of the bird.

Originally, he still wanted to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to eat and drink, but because he took the Dinghai Divine Needle five hundred years ago and blackmailed the other three dragon kings, he really couldn't let go of his face, so he came to Huaguo Mountain.

This time, Sun Wukong immediately noticed that something was wrong, all the seventy-two demon kings here were gone, except for Huaguo Mountain, which was guarding himself, the other monsters were extremely rare, and almost all of them were small demons who did not make a climate.

When he went down to Huaguo Mountain and asked the old monkey here, he learned that this place was surrounded and suppressed by the Daomen, and the so-called seventy-two demon kings were slaughtered by more than a hundred sword immortals, including those little demons under the door, and they were not spared.

Fortunately, those sword immortals turned a blind eye to Huaguo Mountain, otherwise it would be impossible to survive here, and Sun Wukong was helpless about this result.

Only when you face it will you know the power of Daomen and Heavenly Court, whether it is the God of Wealth who captures him with Chaotian Aya, or Lao Jun who traps him with a diamond bracelet, they are all so powerless.

Since Huaguoshan was not harmed, Sun Wukong didn't care whether those demon kings were dead or alive, and ordered the monkeys to take the best melons, fruits and vegetables, monkey wine, etc.

This delicious meal did not make Sun Wukong feel very happy, five hundred years later, he still remembers the deliciousness of heaven, in comparison, these things are like swill.

Bringing some things, Sun Wukong returned to the place where he left, and Xuanzang was digging graves for those robbers with rudimentary tools.

The old man was crying at his dead son, his eyes were about to go blind with crying, even if this son was not a thing, he was his only son.

"Ink." Sun Wukong couldn't bear it, and a few sticks of the golden hoop stick smashed several big holes in the ground, threw a few robbers directly into it, and then filled it in, and buried them all.

"Here you go, this is something from my old grandson Huaguo Mountain, how about you taste it?" Sun Wukong is still in a period of confusion, and he is still quite good for Xuanzang, even if it is a bickering.

He can't go to heaven now, he can't enter the Dao Gate, and he has no future if he is a monster, so after ensuring that this mortal master finishes learning the scriptures, he will be able to return to cause and effect.

As for the idea of leaving, he didn't have it, just as the Heavenly Court Dao Gate could easily take him down, the Buddhist Gate that could be compared to these two naturally had this ability.

From the beginning, he was not in any position to refuse.

For such a Monkey King, Xuanzang didn't have any way, Guanyin explained to him from the beginning that this person once made a big trouble in the heavenly court, so he was suppressed for five hundred years.

Now he is released, just because he is protecting him to learn scriptures in the west, if he dies on the way to learn scriptures, then Sun Wukong will be suppressed again and will not be able to be freed.

As such a demon monkey, Xuanzang reasoned with the other party, that is, he knew that the other party could not do anything to him, otherwise where would he reason with a monster, it would be like looking for death.

For this, even the most stupid monk can sort out the pros and cons.

Xuanzang also ignored the fruit thrown by Sun Wukong, and a sharp sword in his hand was unsheathed, which was given to him by the Tang King for self-defense.

As for whether Xuanzang can return alive, it's impossible to think about it, right?

Hehe, when Xuanzang heard about his mission, the monks of the entire Jinshan Temple had only one emotion for Xuanzang, and that was sympathy.

Even Xuanzang himself almost cried, the emperor's order could not be violated, and finally he had to embark on the road of seeking scriptures, he himself did not know that he was the reincarnation of the tenth golden cicada, and learning scriptures was a mission set five hundred years ago.

If it weren't for Guanyin's appearance to give him the courage to move forward, and he accepted Sun Wukong, a powerful demon monkey as a disciple, I am afraid that he would be eaten by a fierce beast halfway.

The sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, and the stumps were cut into long strips, and then there was another agility, and the names of those robbers were engraved one by one.

Then Xuanzang slapped his palm into the grave, and a complete tomb was formed.

It can be seen that Xuanzang's kung fu is still quite good, but unfortunately in the face of monsters, no matter how strong his kung fu is, it will not help, and in the Tang Dynasty, similar to the mortal generals who could be enemies of the immortals at that time, they disappeared after all.

Reciting the "Death Mantra" to these robbers again is considered to be excessive, and after doing this, Xuanzang is over.

took the fruit that Sun Wukong gave him, left some silver taels that didn't need much at all, and went straight away, the murderer was here, and it was embarrassing to stay.

This time, they only had the option of staying overnight in the wilderness, and Xuanzang basically didn't feel anything about it, because it was already a routine.

The only advantage of having Monkey King is that he can sleep well at night without fear of being attacked by fierce beasts.

They stayed overnight around a lake, and the fruits brought by Sun Wukong were surprisingly delicious, so that Xuanzang could only stop after eating a full stomach.

"Wukong, where did this fruit come from, it tastes so sweet?" Xuanzang is skilled, but as a monk, his slow discipline is indispensable.

"Aolai National Huaguo Mountain, there is no one here." Sun Wukong leaned leisurely on the tree, stared at the sky blankly, and replied nonchalantly.

"Wukong, don't lie to me, I don't know how far away Aolai Kingdom is from here, how can you go back and forth in a few hours?" Xuanzang was a little unconvinced.

"My grandson has a somersault of 108,000 miles, and he can't lie to you on this." Sun Wukong said impatiently, which also reminded Xuanzang that this apprentice had a shocking ability.

Just when they were chatting to pass the time, the lake on the side suddenly rolled upside down, and a white dragon flew out, biting Xuanzang's white horse and dragging it into the water.

"So daring, you dare to be wild in front of my grandson!" Sun Wukong shouted angrily, Xuanzang didn't see anger in Sun Wukong's eyes for some reason, but a flash of excitement.

It's been a long time since he's moved his muscles, and it's really time for this white dragon to come. It's time for a good fight. (To be continued.) )