Not long after, Zhen Yuanzi, Yang Jian, and Wukong came back together, and they didn't seem to look very good. Bajie was a little surprised and said: "Could it be that the three of you can't catch the murderer, this is too exaggerated, right?" Zhenyuan Daxian looked solemn, just shook his head, and did not speak.

Sun Wukong's face turned pale, and he muttered to himself: "That murderer is my fifth brother macaque king, Zhen Yuanzi almost caged him with his sleeve, but he was still turned out with a somersault cloud." Before leaving, he still looked at me hatefully, I really don't understand, back then, the seven brothers were deeply affectionate, and it has only been 700 years, how can he hate me so much? What kind of enmity does he have with me, in order to blame me, he actually killed two innocent children so cruelly?"

Erlang God shook his head, and said with regret: "That guy is really powerful, it is estimated that he has surpassed the state of Sun Wukong when he was in his heyday, and he is ruthless and thoughtful, he is definitely a super terrible opponent." ”

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes revealed infinite hatred, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Hmph, the Great Sage Macaque King, didn't he just rely on the somersault cloud's escape ability to avoid my sleeve, and this great immortal will come up with a way to deal with him." Ventilation Great Sage, I, Zhenyuan, swear to the sky, no matter how far you flee to the ends of the earth, I will also arrest you back, break your body into thousands of pieces, and scatter your bones and ashes, so as to comfort my disciple's soul in the sky. ”

Then he hugged his fists and apologized to Tang Sanzang: "Holy monk, at that time, the old man was angry and reckless, and he blamed the holy monk for his mistakes, and he was really uneasy in his heart. In the future, if the holy monk has any difficulties, just come to me, and Zhen Yuan will definitely help him with all his might, and he will never violate his words. ”

Seeing that Zhen Yuan's words were earnest, Tang Sanzang's face was ashamed, and he waved his hand and excused himself: "Zhen Yuan Daxian, this matter is all caused by us, if we didn't come to Wuzhuang Temple, your disciple may not have suffered misfortune." Sanzang implored the great immortal to punish him heavily, so that we could have some peace in our hearts. ”

Zhen Yuan smiled when he heard this, waved his hand and said: "There is a way to be wronged, there is a debtor, the matter has come to this point, and I can't blame you, you all blame me for being obsessed with the Tao, leaving only two children to guard the gate of the courtyard, otherwise such a tragedy would not have happened." The one who really deserves to be punished is me, I'm me. When Zhen Yuanzi said this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, and tears flashed in his eyes.

Sanzang admired a lot when he saw this, Zhenyuan Daxian was really broad-minded, and he was a master of the Tao, and at this time, he could still take more than himself, which was really commendable.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a step forward and comforted him: "The deceased is gone, please also ask the Great Immortal Festival to mourn the change, the matter of the ginseng fruit tree, I know that Guanyin Bodhisattva can help him resurrect, you can go to her." ”

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at Sanzang indifferently, and nodded slightly in thanks: "Thank you for your concern, Wuzhuang Guan is about to hold a funeral, and you need to close your eyes to thank you, and I hope you will avoid it." ”

Sanzang knew that Zhenyuan didn't want to see them, so he bowed to him respectfully, took his apprentice, and left Wuzhuang Temple step by step with pain. Everyone didn't go long, Ao Bai's old injury recurred, vomiting blood, Sanzang was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to stay in place and recuperate.

Seeing that everyone looked depressed, Tang Sanzang was heartbroken, and tried his best to persuade him: "Apprentices, although it is a pity that Qingfeng Mingyue died, it has happened, and we are powerless to change it, so we can only go with the flow and mourn and change." Regardless of whether this matter is related to us or not, I always feel that we did something wrong, and we owe a favor to the boss of Wuzhuangguan. ”

"We must repay this favor, but our current strength is not enough, and we don't have the ability to catch the Macaque King yet, but as long as we work hard to cultivate, I believe we will be able to do it. ”

"The greatest sorrow of a warrior is the loss of fighting spirit, and now you are in such a state, which is the result that our enemies want to see the most. Let us cry bitterly, and then we must be happy, and we must fight against this miserable fate, and become stronger than before, because only in this way will we have a chance to wash away the shame of today, because I believe that the Great Sage Macaque King will come back to us. ”

Speaking of this, the honest Sha Wujing remembered the breeze and the bright moon, and couldn't help crying, such a cry seemed to be contagious, and soon, the dragon prince Ao Bai cried, Bajie cried, and even the arrogant Sun Wukong couldn't help crying.

At this moment, everyone turned all the hundreds of years of grief and shame in their hearts into tears, and vented them to their heart's content, like a flood that opened the floodgates, gushing endlessly, continuously. Only Xiuning and Sanzang endured it and didn't cry, maybe Xiuning disdained to cry in the men's pile, while Sanzang had dried up his tears when he was young, and he didn't know what tears were at this moment. It was night, the cry in the Linglong Pavilion shook the sky, and the Sanzang Army stayed awake all night.