In an instant, Zhen Yuanzi and Qingfeng looked at Mingyue in unison, and blurted out:

"You rebel! Before the teacher died, you should remember the ginseng fruit tree for the teacher! ”

"Mingyue, I can't imagine that you are such a rebellious person! I'm going to break up with you! ”

Mingyue smiled awkwardly and said aggrievedly:

"Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong."

That's when it happened.

A bright fairy light flew out from the ginseng fruit tree and hung high above the Wuzhuang Temple.

Originally buried under the ginseng fruit tree, the bones of the baby melted away like ice and snow.

And Qingfeng Mingyue let out a miserable scream, asking for help:

"Master, the apprentice hurts so much! The ginseng fruit tree has become a fine one! ”

"Master, please save the apprentice!"

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, looked around, and saw black mist wafting out from Qingfeng Mingyue's body.

And the cultivation of the two of them also declined rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they had already fallen to the realm of earth immortals, and even on his own body, there was a black mist floating out.

Zhen Yuanzi just wanted to make a move, but suddenly remembered that since he was born, the ginseng fruit tree had been by his side.

Presumably, it must be what the ginseng fruit tree wants to tell itself.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhen Yuanzi reassured:

"Ginseng fruit tree, what do you want to tell the poor way? Just say it, poor people believe you! ”

If you don't even believe in the ginseng fruit trees that have been with you for countless years, Zhen Yuanzi really doesn't know, who else can he trust?

A rebel who is bent on his own ginseng fruit tree?

A moment later.

The immortal light dimmed, revealing a broken magic weapon, which was a purple-red gourd.

There is an aura that makes Zhen Yuanzi particularly familiar, but extremely unfamiliar.

Subsequently, the gourd completely lost its luster and fell into the hands of Zhen Yuanzi.

Qingfeng saw that his cultivation had fallen to the realm of earth immortals, and he wanted to cry without tears and said:

"It's over, it's over, it's time to practice again! Mingyue, you'll catch some mortals later. ”

Mingyue touched the back of her head and asked:

"Master, how did the ginseng fruit tree produce a gourd?"

"The apprentice has never heard of any gourd magic weapons within the Three Realms."

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the ginseng fruit tree that had lost its vitality and completely withered, stroked the purple-red gourd, and muttered:

"Ninety-nine scattered gourd... It's the stuff of the old friend of the poor road... It seems that the poor road has really been plotted..."

"Breeze, bright moon, optimistic about Wuzhuangguan, I want to go out for the teacher."

Qingfeng was overjoyed when he heard this, as long as the master left, then he didn't have to think about it behind closed doors!

Mingyue remembered that she seemed to have complained to her master just now, swallowed her saliva, moved away from Qingfeng, and said:

"Master, where are you going? When will you be back? ”

Zhen Yuanzi held the book on the ground in one hand and the ninety-nine scattered gourd in the other, strode out of Wuzhuang Temple, and said slowly:

"Mingyue, the memories of you and Qingfeng, and even the memories of being a teacher, are wrong."

"For the teacher, I went to ask a few people of my peers, if I can't come back... Wuzhuang Guan will be left to the two of you. ”

"And those mortals...... Since the old friends of the poor path don't like to kill, then you can't kill mortals anymore to improve your cultivation! ”

……

Mesa.

Inside the Lotus Cave.

I saw that the Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King both closed their eyes tightly, and their divine thoughts carefully avoided those divine thoughts of the Taiyi Realm and the Great Luo Realm.

Sensing the fight on the ten high platforms, he discussed:

"Second brother, I didn't expect that the six-eared macaque was quite powerful, and it could be on par with the Bull Demon King."

"The woman who fanned the inspiration king flyed, it seems to be the wife of the Bull Demon King, the princess of the iron fan, she is really beautiful like a flower~"

"Tiger power, deer power, and sheep power, the three demons, are too undetrimental to demon virtues, and they even beat Senior Brother Qingniu!"

"The seven fairies of Pansi Cave, how did they go to Lion Camel Ridge, hiss... What a graceful posture~"

The Golden Horn King frowned, opened his eyes, and saw a presumptuous smile on the corner of the Silver Horn King's mouth, pushed the Silver Horn, and said:

"Second brother, second brother, wake up, Senior Brother Qingniu has also gone to Lion Camel Ridge, do you say we should go and help?"

However, at this moment, the Silver Horn King could not hear the voice of the Golden Horn King at all, and was immersed in the beauty of those banshees, unable to extricate himself, and muttered:

"That little mouse spirit also looks good, the mouse ears are fluffy, and it must be very comfortable to touch~"

"Hey, why did Sister Jade Rabbit go to Lion Camel Ridge? Damn rhinoceros spirit, dare to hurt my Jade Rabbit sister, see if I don't teach you a good lesson! ”

Seeing this scene, the Golden Horn King twitched the corners of his mouth, slapped the silver horn in the face, and saw that he had not yet come to his senses, he slapped it over again and shouted:

"Second brother, second brother, wake up, wake up!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

For a time, in the lotus cave, there was endless slapping.

After a while, the Golden Horn King was almost out of strength, and the Silver Horn King opened his eyes.

I took a mirror, and saw that my whole face was several times bigger, my mouth was swollen, and my heart moved.

Offering a purple gold red gourd, a seven-star sword, a mutton fat jade net bottle, a gold rope, a banana fan, and scolded:

"Put it alive to pinch, Gantou is happy!"

The Golden Horn King looked into the distance with a weak heart, coughed, and said:

"Ahem... Second brother, are you okay? ”

"You went crazy just now, you slapped yourself in the face, I can't stop it, big brother."

The Silver Horn King blinked, looked at the sincere eldest brother, touched his swollen cheeks, and suddenly gasped in pain.

Hurriedly took out the pill and took it, which made him feel better, and said in confusion:

"Big brother, is this really my own fan?"

The Golden Horn King nodded very solemnly, avoided the topic, and asked:

"Second brother, let's not talk about you first, Senior Brother Qingniu has also gone to Shihuoling, do you think we should go and help?"

As soon as the Silver Horn King remembered that the banshees, who were rarely seen on weekdays, were all in Lion Camel Ridge, he said excitedly:

"Big brother, you have to go!"

"Sister Jade Rabbit...... Ahem, Senior Brother Qingniu takes good care of us on weekdays, how can we stand idly by? ”

The King of the Golden Horn thought about it carefully, and felt that it made sense, and immediately the two of them cleaned up casually and prepared to leave.

Suddenly.

Fine ghosts, clever insects and other little demons with blue noses and swollen faces ran in in a panic and shouted:

"The big king, the second king, it's not good, a monk is coming to the door!"

"That monk said that he came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and he wanted to go to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, and asked us for the magic weapon, and beat us if he didn't give it!"

"Yes, king, go and have a look, if you don't go, Pingdingshan will be razed to the ground!"

The Silver Horn King wanted to save his Jade Rabbit sister, where would he have time to take care of a monk, and said impatiently:

", this king still has important matters, you hide first and wait for us to come back."

When the King of the Golden Horn heard the words "Tang Monk", he stopped the silver horn and said:

"Second brother, wait a minute, the scripture learner is here, don't forget our mission!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a touch of qi and blood power as hot as the sun rising, and the entire Pingdingshan shook for a while.

A burst of laughter resounded in the sky:

"The poor monk is Tang Sanzang who came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to learn scriptures!"

"The little demons in the mountains have all kneeled on the ground for me to surrender and hand over the magic weapons on your bodies! I will spare you from death! ”

The Golden Horn King and the Silver Horn King glanced at each other and muttered.

Didn't you say that Tang Sanzang was cowardly and just a mortal in the flesh?

Why didn't they go to Tang Sanzang for trouble, and Tang Sanzang came to the door?

(End of chapter)