Wukong stared at the dean of the academy and looked at it, and finally made a decision not to kill and abuse again. Prepare to leave here with Daji.

And the dean who was swept by Wukong's eyes struggled several times in his heart, if Wukong wanted to kill him, it would be easy. Only then did I think that if I followed Wei Jiang's advice and kept this disciple from doing these things caused by greed, the future of the academy would be bright. But what now? After all, this is the end of the story.

"Little friend, wait, these friends of yours are all seriously injured, and with all due respect, one of them has already returned to his hometown. And I also used my spiritual power to control the injuries of a few people, and you don't have a better way to help them right now, so you might as well let me see. "Yiyang actually appreciates Wukong's behavior of daring to take revenge for his friends, and now, everyone in heaven and earth is pursuing a higher and farther position, and also pursuing a deeper and heavier avenue.

"If the seniors have a way to help them, then Wukong is here to thank the seniors for them!" Wukong clenched his fists again, yes, if you take them away now, you really have no way to take care of them, they are different from yourself, after all, you are indeed special.

"Little friend, can you get on the boat? I'd like to talk to you! Then he turned his head and said to the Taoist priest behind him, "Daoist, arrange a few rooms, take them for treatment, and you call one person to fetch my Golden Turtle Xia Haidan, and take it with them with the tranquilizing pill." ”

The Taoist priest behind him nodded slightly, and then retreated, along with three or two soldiers, and at the same time brought Daji and them into the cabin.

And on the deck, Du Kundong's gradually cold corpse was left.

Without saying a word, Wukong flew up and landed on the deck. Leaned down to look at Du Kundong's corpse, and did not speak for a long time.

"Xiaoyou, life and death are fateful, and his departure may be meaningful in their own eyes, after all, he left alone, and the final result was to wait for your arrival and save others." Yi Yang is a person who is used to seeing life and death, and he doesn't have too many waves, but just looks at Wukong like this, and can't help but feel a little comforted.

"Thank you seniors, Wukong understands. But can I go and see my friends? "It's not that Wukong is not at ease and leaves it to them for treatment, but I really want to watch them, and wait until they are all right, and then think of other ways.

Yi Yang got up and headed towards the cabin.

"That's nature, little friend, please come with me!" So, under the leadership of Yiyang, Wukong also went to Aditya's place of treatment.

Looking at Aditya and the others taking the pill one by one, their breathing was smooth, their faces turned slightly ruddy, and after everything became stable, the stones in the five hollows fell and relaxed calmly.

Then he turned around and walked to the deck, where Du Kundong's body, which was guarded by several non-commissioned officers, lay quietly. Goku took a few deep breaths and walked to the edge of the deck. In the academy, the others still stood still without other instructions, including Jiang Wei, the dean, and Leng Na Silkworm and others, who came later.

"Kun Dong, do you want to go back to Xisi, or do you want to be buried here?" Wukong looked up at the sky, even if he had seen life and death, but when it was really time for the people around him to leave him, the sadness was really indescribable.

Looking at the battlefield of the academy full of holes, Wukong seemed to have made some decision.

"Since you fell here, then rest here!" Wukong leaned over to pick up Du Kundong's corpse and fell towards the academy.

After landing steadily, Wukong controlled the land of this battlefield, slowly forming a half-meter-deep soil pit, and with a wave of his left hand, a gray-white silk cloth used to record the major events of the academy flew not far away, wrapped around Du Kundong's body, and slowly fell into the dirt pit.

At this time, Elder Shui of the Outer Courtyard, Wei Jiang, and the Dean of the Inner Courtyard of the Academy dared to come forward step by step. They all bent down towards Du Kundong's body.

However, at the moment when Jiang and Dean had not yet bent down, a powerful force swept the two of them several meters away.

"You don't have to act here, I left Kun Dong here, I just want to tell you that his death was all caused by a few of you, he is in this land, if he sleeps comfortably, I will ask you for it back!"

The dean of the inner courtyard spat blood from his mouth, but he didn't refute anything, including the fact that Jiang Jiang didn't want to speak and stopped. Only Leng Na Silkworm walked to Wukong's side, wanting to say something, but he wanted to say it and stopped. Because just now, he had already learned the ins and outs of the matter from his master's mouth, and he also knew that the fault of this matter was in the academy and not in Wukong.

Elder Shui on the side sighed at the remains of Du Kundong, a disciple who had just started for a long time, "Child, I have already told you that everyone has a life, and you... Alas..."

The loess submerged the corpse, cutting off his future in the world, and burying his nostalgia for the world.

The tomb became a stele, and the inscription on the stele reads: The spirit of Du Kundong, the West Division of the East Banner!

Elder Shui bent down, grabbed a handful of loess in his hand, and slowly sprinkled it on Du Kundong's grave.

After Wukong buried Du Kundong, he turned around and headed towards the flying boat. Du Kundong left, but Aditya and they were still there, and he was going to watch them.

Back on the flying boat, Wukong wanted to visit Daji, but was stopped by the Taoist priest, "They have already taken the pill, this is the time to rest, don't bother them, at most they will wake up tomorrow, but your friend's lost arm has no way to make it grow for the time being..."

Wukong thanked the Taoist priest, and didn't care about the regeneration of the broken arm, because he had a way, and when the time came, he would take him to the mass grave hill and find the old tree demon to solve it.

"You don't have to thank me, all this is what Lord Yiyang meant, my lord is in the front hall, I want to communicate with you, you can come with me!"

So Wukong also followed the Taoist towards the front hall, he was also very curious, this person from Middle Earth, or a Yuanying monk, what was the matter with him?

Walking to the door of the front hall, the Taoist priest stopped and motioned for Wukong to enter by himself. Wukong entered the front hall, but only saw a man Yiyang standing there, looking at the scenery outside the flying boat.

"Xiaoyou, you can find a place to sit, I'm looking for you, not for anything else, I just want to talk to you about some of your experiences in the Great Wilderness."

And Wukong also found a place to sit down, and before Wukong could speak, Yi Yang said again, "In addition, I want to reveal one more thing to you, I want to take you to Middle-earth." Staying in this remote place with your talent is indeed buried. It's not that I want to accept you as my retinue or anything, it's just an idea that I don't want to see geniuses drowned in the sea of people. ”

Wukong raised his head slightly, and saw Yi Yang walking towards him, "Do you know how scarce a Four Spirit Root Monk is in this world?" ”

Wukong shook his head, although he had read some books in the academy, how could he say that he knew the world so big that he knew it thoroughly?

"I'll tell you directly! The significance of a four-spirit root monk is that there is a great opportunity to achieve the acquired pseudo-heavenly spirit root. Such a heavenly pride, placed in Middle-earth and even the entire Southern Continent, is just an end: if it can be used for me, then it will hold the stars, if it can't be used for me, then let him fall into hell! ”

Wukong frowned, and also thought about what Yi Yang said in his heart.

"Don't panic, little friend, I'm just telling you about a four-spirit root monk, his status is indeed like this. The Four Spirit Root Cultivators that any force wants to win over, one can imagine how far he can go on the path of cultivation talent and future, and how strong he can be, but for other sect families who have not won over the Four Spirit Root Cultivators, missing out on themselves means that there will be a great threat to themselves in the future, so their goal may be to strangle the genius in the cradle. However, Xiaoyou is no longer counted in the cradle. ”

"So you don't have to panic too much, if you don't have full preparation, or if you don't have a fatal weakness in the hands of others, even if you meet an ordinary Yuanying Monk, as long as you want to escape, there is still a trace of life."

No matter what Wukong's reaction was, Yi Yang continued, "Of course, it's just a little chance, after all, the gap between Jindan Realm and Yuanying is too big. ”

"So the seniors want me to go to the Sun family in Middle-earth?" Wukong is very direct, he is also weighing some pros and cons, he came out of the Great Wilderness, and has always wanted to find a platform, or an opportunity to see the world, to understand the world. I thought that after coming to Yuheng Academy, I could help myself broaden my horizons, but I didn't expect that the people in Yuheng Academy were unpredictable and their interests were overwhelming, and they also hurt their friends, and they were injured and died.

And now, at least so far, there is a style shown by the male Yiyang, which is worthy of trust for the time being.

"Let's not talk about this for the time being, I want to ask Xiaoyou, you are from Xisi, then you are in the Xisi tribe, have you ever heard of a person?" A man Yiyang talked about this, but paused a little. Wukong couldn't help but be curious and looked up at him, "He said that he called Tarot ...... outside"

The pupils of the five empty corners constricted, but the change in this detail did not escape the observation of the male Yiyang. When I heard this name again, I still knew it from the mouths of people in Middle-earth, who I didn't know, and the waves in the heart of the five hollows were very violent.

On the other hand, there is a man Yiyang, but he doesn't know what he is thinking in his heart, is it really a coincidence in this world?

Then there was the communication between the male Yiyang and Wukong, and he went towards the timeline, until he got a truth, Wukong has the blood of the Sun family in Middle-earth, and Tarot is not his real name, his name is Sun Tuoluo, the fifth grandson of the Sun family.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually darkened. The originally devastated academy had been sorted out, and in a corner that was not noticed, a dark green air flow drifted from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard, hovering around Mo Wuwu for a long time, and then headed towards Mo Wuwu's Heavenly Spirit Gai. Instantly entered Mo Wuwu's body, and after a while, Mo Wuwu's eyes opened, and in his eyes, the faint green light flashed.

In the courtyard of Elder Shui in the outer courtyard, Elder Shui looked at the blue-white light bead in his palm, there was a touch of light in it, which was constantly wandering, and Elder Shui shook his head slightly.

"It's fate!"

I thought that the end of the stage was the end. Who would have thought that after the curtain ends, the next story begins!