Erlang Zhenjun turned around, shrugged his shoulders at the monkey and said: "Great Sage, but it's still early, it takes seven hundred and forty-nine days to send out the roots, and it will take five or six months to fully generate the root system." ”

As soon as the words came out, it wasn't a monkey, even Tang Sanzang was stunned, and said in a loud voice: "Ah, it's going to take so long, but how can I wait? Besides, she will rely on these jade liquids to raise for five or six months, and she can't give birth to roots to draw nutrients, won't she have to dry up and die alive?"

Erlang Zhenjun shook his head when he heard this, and said confidently: "Holy monk, don't worry, this is the nectar condensed from the nectar of Guanyin Bodhisattva's pure bottle, which can nourish the vegetation, and see that the willow in her bottle is still evergreen after thousands of years, it is only five or six months, if this apricot tree is dried up alive and died, wouldn't it be to smash the signboard of Guanyin in the South China Sea?"

Bajie listened to it amazingly, and said humbly: "Erlang Zhenjun, then this jade liquid is only the weight of half a tea cup, but it has to be maintained for five or six years, even if it is not evaporated by sunlight, and it only takes a few days to volatilize from home, how can it be maintained for so long?"

Erlang Zhenjun shook his head again when he heard this, and said with an indifferent expression: "Although the marshal is delicate, in fact, it doesn't matter, this jade liquid has been frozen for thousands of years, plus the exercise of pure samadhi true fire, it has already been inviolable by ice and fire, and it is no longer volatile, not to say that it is the sun irradiating, even if it is baked next to it with a fierce fire, and don't want to evaporate half of it, don't look at the weight of this small half teacup, in fact, it is enough for Xingxian to absorb it for six months, until she completely grows roots and absorbs the nutrients in the soil." ”

Hearing this, Sanzang suddenly realized and continued: "Then when will I give my blood to nourish her, but now?"

As soon as the words came out, Erlang Zhenjun waved his hand again and again and dissuaded: " Ah, the holy monk must not be in a hurry, at this moment her root system has not yet germinated, it is not too late to absorb nutrients, how can you use your blood to feed her, isn't it a great waste, even if it is five or six months later, when her root system is developed, but after she absorbs nutrients on her own, it is better to drip down the blood and feed her, otherwise the blood will be with her in one go, so that she will not be able to make up for it, and it may also wait for her to cultivate a human form, develop a desire for human blood, and create a bloodthirsty demon, which is not to save her, but to harm her。 ”

Sanzang glared when he heard this, and said sweatily: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be a poor monk to wait for a year and a half, I have the task of learning scriptures, but I'm afraid I can't afford to wait." ”

Erlang Zhenjun smiled and waved his hand, and said with relief: "The holy monk doesn't have to be anxious, it is right for the people of the destiny of heaven to seek the true scriptures, how dare the kid violate the principles of heaven and detain you without authorization, you just have to walk on the road, and after the root system of the apricot tree is completely grown, the kid will come to the holy monk to ask for blood again." ”

As soon as he heard that there was no need to take blood now, Tang Sanzang breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked forward quickly, and said respectfully towards the apricot tree: "Xingxian Niangniang, Tang Sanzang shoulders the heavy responsibility of traveling west to learn scriptures, so I will leave it here, although you abide by the dignity of the grass and trees, and repeatedly beg me not to use blood to save you, but in line with the principle of the Buddha to save all sentient beings and save people in distress, I have to go against your will and sacrifice the blood on my body to restore your vitality." ”

"You can rest assured on this thorn ridge, if I still survive this trip to the west sky, I will definitely return to the back of this ancient temple to see you, just wait for you to return to your human form, let's sing and talk about it, and not return to the previous appointment." Having said this, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but sigh, immediately turned around, hugged his fists at Erlang Zhenjun and the other six brothers, and walked out quickly.

Seeing that the master was walking farther and farther, Ao Bai couldn't help but be a little stunned, and said in horror: "Master, what are you going to do when you walk so fast, pay attention to the rattan under your feet, there is a rattan in front of you." ”

Before Ao Bai finished speaking, Tang Sanzang really stepped on the rattan, suddenly stumbled under his feet, couldn't retract his momentum, and actually planted a dog to gnaw in front of everyone, looking very embarrassed.

In an instant, the archmage jumped up from the ground suddenly, his old face was red and he waved at a few disciples, and shouted angrily: "Wukong, what are you still doing in a daze, the great cause of learning the scriptures has not yet been completed, why don't you hurry up and protect Lao Tzu on the road?"

Seeing that the holy monk's temperament suddenly changed greatly, Erlang Zhenjun was a little confused, and cast his puzzled eyes on Sun Wukong, the monkey couldn't help but be quite embarrassed, and said curtly: "Zhenjun is not strange, my master is soft-hearted, and I can't see people who are good to him injured and killed, so I want to leave this sad place quickly, so my temperament has changed so much, it is unreasonable, and please don't be surprised." ”

Erlang Zhenjun couldn't help nodding when he heard this, and sighed: "Yes, the holy monk is a person in the Buddhist sect, he is naturally compassionate, and he can't see such a tragic thing. ”

As soon as the words came out, Bajie couldn't help but gasp, and said with admiration on his face: "Erlang Zhenjun, are you sure you want to stay in this desolate and barren thorn ridge for five or six months, you are too dedicated, right?"

Erlang Zhenjun shrugged his shoulders and said noncommittally: "This Zhenjun has been idle in the Three Realms for thousands of years, and it is easy to find something to do, but he has to be entrusted by others, and it is his duty to be loyal to people. Hearing this, Bajie's face was full of solemnity, and he arched his hand towards the Seven Sages very respectfully, and then walked a few steps quickly, keeping up with the footsteps of the brothers.

Seeing a few people escorting Tang Sanzang forward, Kang Taiwei's eyes were full of admiration, and he groaned bitterly: "Alas, it's really good to see their masters and apprentices happily go to learn scriptures, but it reminds me of the past of the Fengshen era. ”

Erlang Shen closed his eyes unconsciously, his face was expressionless, and he replied lightly: "It's so far, it's useless to talk more, let's just secretly be patient, stay out of the matter, Heavenly Court's combat power is weak at the moment, and there will always be a time when you and my brother can be used." ”

At this moment, night has already fallen, the road ahead is dark, Tang Sanzang is riding on a horse, and he can't help yawning loudly, then he looks back at Ya Shi who is silently following the large army behind him, and says with concern: "Ya Shi, you were seriously injured when you fought with that lonely and straight man, and you were drenched in blood, does it still hurt at this time, you kid have to take it easy, or let's stay here for a month, so that you can raise it well." ”

Seeing the master's question, Ya Shi hurriedly waved his hand and said with a grin: "Master rest assured, disciple, I am strong and strong, and I don't care about this little flesh injury, and I have been well bandaged by my sister at the moment, and I can recover on the road, and I don't need to stop deliberately." ”

Facing Master's puzzled eyes, Wen Tianshu smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Master, the disciple can also prove that Yashi's physique is really surprisingly good, although the injury is so serious, it has already clotted and scabbed before I dealt with it, I just wiped his wound with water and bandaged it on my behalf, I believe he will be healed in a few days." ”

Sanzang was greatly relieved when he heard this, and said quite tiredly: "That's good, that's good, since it's late, let's release the Linglong Pavilion and rest for one night before leaving." ”

Wujing was dumbfounded when he heard this, and said in horror: "Master, you just said that you wanted to leave, and you just walked this way and you were clamoring to rest, and it was too repetitive." ”

The monkey shrugged his shoulders unconsciously, rolled his eyes and said: "Wujing, you are too blind, the master can't see the apricot tree like that, so he will clamoring to go on the road, in fact, after tossing like this, I am also tired and nervous, and it is time to rest." ”

At this point, the brothers nodded their heads, and then they let out the exquisite pavilion and ran into the room one after another, thinking that they were all very tired, so they did not set up guards, opened the door of the building, and fell asleep in this wilderness.

The next morning, it was already three poles of the morning, and the master and apprentice were still asleep in bed, and when they could get up, rubbed their sleepy eyes, and had breakfast, they all walked on the road in good spirits. After walking straight for two or three days, the Sanzang army had already walked through the 800-mile boundary and came to the end of the Thorn Ridge, where they saw the nest of Sihao in the forest on the cliff and the Muxian Nunnery.

Although the demons have been annihilated, this wooden immortal nunnery still looks ghostly, and the yin wind is gusting, Tang Sanzang can't help but shudder, and tells Wukong and Bajie to step forward carefully to check. Wukong and the two opened the door of the nunnery, looked inside, couldn't help but be frightened, gasped, only to see that the door of the nunnery was full of vats more than half a person high, the tank was filled with black blood, maybe it had been placed for too long, the blood had been flooded with brown bubbles, and there was white mucus on the top, emitting an extremely unpleasant sour smell. At the end of a row of vats were two slightly smaller wooden basins, which were littered with the dead man's carrion and dander, which was highly rotten and emitted a foul smell like a dead corpse, which made Bajie smell it, and then rushed out of the door, arched himself and vomited uncontrollably.

There are also many dead people's skeletons piled up on the side of the wooden basin, white bones, thinking that the skin and flesh on them have been put into the two wooden basins, and the skulls on the top of the dead man's skeleton are gone, I think they were all used by the eighteen princes as his protective tools.

This temple gate has become a murderous purgatory on earth, Rao is always bold and reckless Sun Wukong couldn't help but turn pale, gritted his teeth, and immediately held Bajie, spit out a full red flame from his mouth, and set this evil temple gate on fire, which ended a journey of eight hundred miles of thorn ridge.