Knowing that he would not say this for no reason, Li Furen said: "If they die, how can they save them?"

"Wan Shengchen can save them!" The Golden Crow God King said.

With a move in his heart, Li Furen was surprised: "You mean the Wanshengchen I got from the auction in Bibotan?"

"I asked you to buy Wanshengchen just for today." The Golden Crow God King said.

So that's the case, Li Furen instantly realized: "Wanshengchen can rejuvenate dead wood, you really think long-term."

"It's undoubtedly easier for you to subdue them and let them die and save them." The Golden Crow God King said.

Indeed, Li Furen said: "Just listen to you!"

"Just wait for development!" The Golden Crow God King said.

Smiling slightly, Li Furen glanced around and said, "Actually, I heard that I was curious about how the original Journey to the West described this environment."

"You have to listen, I can repeat it to you!" The Golden Crow God King said.

"Tell me about it!" Li Furen chuckled.

"The earth is far away, and the smoke brings rain. The road is soft and chaotic, and the mountains are covered with greenery. Densely rub the first leaves, climb and pull the fragrance. I don't know what to do from afar, and I look like a green cloud up close. Misty and lush. The wind is fluttering, and the sun is shining. There are pines, cypresses, and bamboos in the middle, and there are more mulberries in the middle of the memes and willows. The dill is wrapped around the ancient tree, and the vine is wrapped around the weeping poplar. The disc is like a frame, and the connection is like a bed. There are flowers blooming in real cloth, and there is no reason to grow fragrant. "The Golden Crow God King said.

"Good writing!" Li Furen clapped his hands and praised.

"Today, it seems that I have to experience the artistic conception of Tang Seng in a good way." He laughed.

The Golden Crow God King didn't speak.

Twilight.

On a high ridge with towering ancient trees, Li Furen, who was riding on the little white dragon, waited for a solemn and simple temple to appear in the dark mountain fog in the distance, and he smiled at the Golden Crow God King in his heart: "The show is about to begin!"

"You'll do what I'm going to say." The Golden Crow God King said.

Li Furen bowed.

"Master, when I went to chase the disturbing demon just now, I found that this road was full of endless thorns in the mountains, and I don't know how long it would take to get out, but it's troublesome!" Just as Li Furen was talking to the Golden Crow God King, Sun Wukong walked to him with a golden hoop stick and said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, there will always be an end." Li Furen looked at him and smiled when he heard this.

"It's still a good master's mentality!" Sun Wukong grinned.

"There seems to be an ancient temple ahead, and we'll go there in a moment." Li Furen pointed ahead at the right time and smiled.

"Lao Sun also saw it just now, but you have to be careful, it's really not normal for a small temple to fall on this barren mountain and wild mountain." Monkey King said.

Glancing at him, Li Furen didn't speak.

"Sun Wukong is very alert, but the change of events can't help him." The Golden Crow God King said.

"It reminds me of the saying that sometimes your biggest difficulty is not a strong enemy, but a stupid teammate." Li Furen said with a smile.

"Tang Seng is not stupid, he is just a mortal, and he has nothing to do." The Golden Crow God King said.

"I'm just saying that, not him." Li Furen said, he didn't mean Tang Seng.

Slightly.

Li Furen and his entourage came all the way to the gate of the ancient temple and stopped.

"It's amazing that there's a temple in such a region!" Looking at the temple with yellow bricks and red gates, Sha Seng smiled.

"Where there is a temple, there is food, this is a good thing, you don't care where it is!" Hearing this, Zhu Bajie haha world.

"The two junior brothers must not be careless, if you don't make it, it's a demon nest, and the master is a good student!" Sun Wukong reminded the two.

"Don't worry, Brother Monkey, who dares to come, my old pig invited him to eat the rake!" Zhu Bajie said with a smile.

Looking at Li Furen, who was silent at the temple gate, Sun Wukong did not speak.

Squeak! At this moment, I saw the door slowly open, and then an old man wearing a horned scarf, wearing light clothes, holding a cane, stepping on mango shoes, followed by an old man with a blue face, fangs, red beard, and a plate of bread on his head stepped forward to salute with a smile.

"Great sage, the little god is the land of Thorn Ridge, knowing that the great sage is here, he can't receive it, so he specially prepares a plate of steamed cakes, and offers the old master, and invites each to have a meal." The old man saluted and smiled at Sun Wukong, who was standing in front of Li Furen.

"Haha, it turned out to be the Land Temple, just right, it just so happened that the old pig was hungry!" Seeing this, Zhu Bajie on the side hurriedly ran forward to prepare to receive the cake without waiting for Sun Wukong to speak.

"Stop! This guy is not a good person! You wicked! What kind of land are you, dare to come to the old grandson! Look at the sticks! I saw that Sun Wukong directly saw through the identity of the old man, pushed Zhu Bajie away, and shouted at the old man.

"Haha-" Hearing this, the old man couldn't help laughing, and then he and the green-faced fanged man directly turned into white smoke and disappeared in place.

Call! At this moment, a strong wind and thick fog suddenly rose all around, and when Zhu Bajie and several people subconsciously covered their eyes, Li Furen's smiling figure disappeared in place in an instant.

"Ah, this damn demon, Lao Sun won't stop with you!" As the surrounding wind stabilized and the scenery cleared, after seeing that the ancient temple and Tang Seng had disappeared, Sun Wukong had to scold and smash a boulder with a fierce stick.

As for Li Furen, he only felt that he was in a tornado, his eyes were difficult to open, unhurried, and he didn't know where to go.

An hour later.

Under the dark, in a space overgrown with vines and peach pear blossom trees like a garden cliff, Li Furen fell to the ground, and the others also fell asleep on a stone slab.

Ten minutes later, with the help of the Golden Crow God King, Li Furen's mind gradually sobered, and he couldn't help but yawn and got up to look around.

Seeing that although the surroundings under the bright moonlight were dark, the flowers and trees were like a fairyland on earth, and he smiled in his heart: "Could it be that Tang Seng has written poems after coming here, let alone him, even I want to compose a few poems about this beautiful scenery at night."

"They're watching you, you just follow the plot." The Golden Crow God King said.

Li Furen bowed.

"The holy monk is afraid, we are not villains, but the eighteen princes of Thorn Ridge. Because of the clear wind and the moon, you are specially invited to come to meet friends to talk about poetry and entertain your feelings. At this moment, I saw four old men with fairy wind bones walking out of the fruit forest together and laughing.

After turning his gaze to them, and seeing that they were all dressed in Taoist hair, long beards, and Taoist clothes, Li Furen pretended to be afraid and retreated: "You guys...... Who are you? ”

"Holy monk, don't be afraid, we are not villains, we are scattered immortals who have attained enlightenment here, I just invited the holy monk to come over and continue the night scene." A frosty and rich old man said with a smile.

"Exactly, Holy Monk, don't be afraid!" Another old man with green sideburns smiled and agreed.

"Holy monk, please take a seat!" Except for the two old men and the old man behind the temple gate before, the last humble old man smiled at him and invited him to the stone table that appeared at some point.

"It turned out to be four immortals, what kind of virtue do the disciples have, dare to work hard to rank the immortals and love?" Li Furen immediately saluted the four of them in a serious manner according to the Golden Crow God King's teaching.

"I have always heard that the holy monk has a way, and I have been waiting for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet it once. If the holy monk does not skimp on pearls and jade, and sits widely, it shows that the Zen machine is true. The old man who gave Li Furen food at the gate of the temple smiled at Li Furen.

"Dare to ask the Immortal Weng Zun?" Li Furen looked at him and asked.