"Gambling with your life."

"You trust him so much?"

Tang Sanzang seemed to be a little incredible, looking at Zhu Wuneng and asked rhetorically.

Zhu Wuneng smiled: "You don't use Xiaobai and the third junior brother because of that faint possibility, including me..."

"Did you play a big game of chess?"

"The only difference..."

"I just joined the game voluntarily."

While speaking, Zhu Wuneng re-grasped the nine-toothed nail rake, and looked at Tang Sanzang seriously: "Your hole cards, you can show them all, otherwise you will be killed by me." ”

"If he is still alive, he will only appear if we are in a real mortal situation."

Tang Sanzang nodded lightly: "But even if he lives, he may not be here." ”

"Nope."

"He'll definitely come to see Xiaobai."

"Even if it's just from a distance."

"Although it is said that Brother Monkey jumped out of a stone and has no heart."

"But I think he's more human than any of you."

Zhu Wuneng shook his head seriously and retorted, his words were full of sarcasm about Tang Sanzang.

"Yes..."

"It's just that you're missing a little."

Tang Sanzang chuckled, leaned against the ice stone, and gasped slightly: "When I came this time, I really didn't have time to prepare too many layouts..."

"Da Luo Duo is my only confidence."

"It's just that I missed you..."

"If you are not at the peak of the Golden Immortal, it is enough to attract monkeys out, myself."

He said this very sincerely.

Even Pig Wuneng fell silent.

As Tang Sanzang said, from the very beginning, he didn't put Zhu Wuneng in his eyes, and subconsciously thought that this was just a pig at the peak of a golden immortal, cowardly, and wasteful.

If that monkey is still alive, his own strength can completely force it out.

But Zhu Wuneng's sudden outburst caught him off guard.

So much so that this embarrassing situation has now formed.

Zhu Wuneng was slightly stunned, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "So..."

"Is that really all there is to it?"

"That disciple can only send you to the West Heaven again, master."

As he spoke, the nail rake in Zhu Wuneng's hand was raised again, hooking the thunder.

But Tang Sanzang was still smiling: "But my luck is good, on the way here, I met an acquaintance." ”

"Out of an abundance of caution, I patted 'him' on the shoulder and left a seed in 'him' body."

"You can wake it up briefly at any time."

"I didn't expect..."

"I actually used it."

Hearing Tang Sanzang's words, Zhu Wuneng's nail rake stagnated in mid-air and silently retracted it.

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, and his eyes became hollow.

Spiritual power permeated the void.

And his eyes were shining with golden light.

Upstairs in the distant city.

The exhausted little monk's expression suddenly became distorted, covering his bald head and letting out a low roar.

Xu Siguo looked at the little monk in shock, and subconsciously wanted to help him.

As a result, as soon as he got closer, he was shocked by the terrifying Buddha light and flew out.

“？？？”

Xu Siguo didn't see the situation in front of him too clearly, and was a little dazed.

And the little monk's roar gradually lowered.

His simple, agile eyes inexplicably became a little vicissitudes at this moment, and he slowly got up.

"Boss..."

"Is it an early recovery?"

An old voice that was clearly different from the little monk sounded from his mouth, giving people a very strange feeling.

"I've seen the lantern seniors."

Afar.

Tang Sanzang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, folded his hands, bowed slightly in the direction of the little monk, and smiled and spoke.

"Golden Cicada?"

The little monk frowned slightly, feeling the strength of his physical body, and was a little dissatisfied: "It's too early to return now." ”

"Burn the lamp, senior, don't worry, the little monk will only wake you up briefly."

"Later in the day, you will naturally continue to sleep without affecting your seeds."

Tang Sanzang was apologetic and said slowly: "Although it is a little inappropriate to do this, but now that the little monk is in a predicament, if he doesn't summon you to recover, I'm afraid he will die here." ”

"Oh?"

"Do you know the cost of forcibly waking up the old man for a while?"

The little monk had no joy or sorrow, but his vicissitudes of life looked at Tang Sanzang and spoke lightly.

Tang Sanzang nodded lightly: "The little monk knows." ”

"Then you are going to die."

"Do you think your life is more important than my loss?"

Burning Lamp's tone became cold, and he slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to fall into a deep sleep again.

A haze flashed in Tang Sanzang's eyes, but he still tried to maintain a humble and polite attitude: "The life of the little monk is indeed worthless, but the ancient Buddha..."

He didn't go on.

But there is spiritual power in the air, which is constantly diffuse, as if it is transmitted through the air.

Ran the lamp was stunned for a moment, and his eyes instantly turned cold: "Are you sure?" ”

"I think..."

"You can try."

Tang Sanzang smiled again and bowed to speak.

This time, instead of continuing to get angry, Randen fell into deep thought: "If your guess is wrong, the loss of the old man..."

"My second apprentice is willing to gamble with his life."

"The same can be done for the little monks."

Tang Sanzang said without hesitation.

"Hmm."

Randen nodded slightly, stood on the city wall, and stepped into the void with one foot.

"Forcibly unblock a part of the Buddha power..."

"Far from what this body can withstand now."

"After this time, I'm afraid the old man will have to sleep for three more years."

"Hope you're right."

As the voice fell, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared at the center of the little monk's eyebrows, as if a relic was slowly turning.

In the next second, his strength continued to climb at a terrifying speed.

"Shhhhh

"Lighting the lamp, this bald donkey, what a big gamble!"

"I only blessed this one, and even put my natal relics on the little monk."

"In other words, if the little monk has any accidents in the process of cultivation..."

"He wants to recover, and it's a joke."

Zhao Gongdao was a little surprised.

Su Yang was also admired, but the target of his admiration was the golden cicada.

"This bald donkey is also very yin!"

"If he doesn't make a move, he will be hammered to death by Zhu Wuneng!"

"So he seems to be a very heroic gamble, but in fact, he has to do it."

"The one called the lamp, did he just wake up and his brain is not good?"

"It's so easy to be deceived."

Su Yang couldn't help but complain in his mouth.

The two looked at each other faintly, and they all fell silent.

"Pig Wu Neng, have you ever beaten it?"

After a while, Su Yang asked rhetorically.

Zhao Gongdao raised his head, looked at the aura that was constantly emanating from the little monk in the void, and finally shook his head slightly: "Barely break through to the peak of the Da Luo Double..."

"It's hard to say..."