"The interesting things between your master and apprentice have nothing to do with the old man, and whether you are holy or not has nothing to do with the old man."

"Even if you hit the spiritual mountain, or even overturn the entire spiritual mountain, you will still be able to block it, if he can't stop it, then he will die."

"But in the end, you can't find it on the old man."

"There is no enmity between us."

"I don't have that much sense of belonging to Lingshan."

"Lingshan is here, I call myself an old man, Lingshan is gone, I go to Heaven, and I can also call myself an immortal."

"You must admit this truth, right?"

Burning the lamp smiled and spoke, no joy or sorrow.

The monkey nodded slightly: "Then how are you doing today?" ”

"It's just to satisfy the old man's curiosity."

"By the way, get married."

"In this body, the soul of the old monk is stored, and I hope that when there is a crisis in the future, I can get the great sage to take care of it."

"In order to express my previous apologies, the old man gave you a piece of advice."

"Cutting off three corpses is what has been handed down since ancient times..."

"The biggest scam."

Burning the lamp spoke softly, and a look of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes.

After the words fell, he raised his head, looked at Tang Sanzang who was looking strong in the distance, and smiled disdainfully: "Everyone in the world says that the old man is a famous traitor in the Three Realms, and the old man doesn't want to explain this. ”

"But I want to say..."

"This man..."

"The old man, a traitor, doesn't look down on him."

After speaking, he put his hands together and bowed slightly to the monkey, the Buddha's light in his eyes flowed, and his expression became sluggish in the next second, and he slowly fell to the ground from mid-air and fell into a deep sleep.

Obviously, the 'Burning Lamp' has fallen asleep again, and has once again given his body to the 'Great Compassion and Purification of the Western Heavenly Buddha of the World'.

And Tang Sanzang looked at this unusually abrupt scene in front of him, his face was gloomy.

As his only support, he ran the lamp so simply, without considering the question of whether he was dead or alive.

Aren't you really afraid that on the day when all the gods and Buddhas return, you will go to the master and sue you fiercely?

But...

Even if the Buddha knew about it, he would probably just ignore it.

After all, compared to Burning Lamp, an existence that has left a great reputation in ancient times, he is nothing of a golden cicada.

Thinking of this, the anger in Tang Sanzang's heart became more and more intense.

It's like the kind of person with extreme inferiority complex, who is ignored again and again, but can't have a seizure.

"Monkey!"

"Today's poor monk is here!"

"How dare you kill me?"

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath and stared into the distance with a cold expression.

But from beginning to end, the monkey didn't look at Tang Sanzang even once.

It's just that after hearing Tang Sanzang's words, the monkey still responded.

He raised his hand slightly, and then slowly pressed down.

The next moment, Tang Sanzang's body suddenly landed in mid-air.

The ice is shattering.

A large palm print appeared on the ground.

And Tang Sanzang was deeply involved.

"I thought you'd just shoot him."

Zhu Wuneng said with a grin, coughing lightly twice, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"Why bother."

"I let go of everything that happened back then."

"I didn't expect him to still remember it."

The monkey opened his mouth lightly and looked at Zhu Wuneng: "Is the injury serious?" ”

"You showed up in time, you can't die."

"I knew you wouldn't watch me die."

Zhu Wuneng looked indifferent, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth at will, and waved his hand.

"After so many years, it's still a big Luo double..."

"What are you doing?"

The monkey sighed and shook his head slightly.

Zhu Wu Neng smiled and looked confident: "Because I am a pig, pigs are lazy." ”

"What an idiot."

The monkey shook his head, looked at 'Wang Qiusheng' on the side, and frowned slightly.

"Big... Big brother. ”

"You're finally... Finally back. ”

"You're not dead."

'Wang Qiusheng' said excitedly with tears in his eyes.

He worked hard to build the stage.

But the actors on the stage completely ignored him as a director, began to act wildly, and finally even disliked him as a director and got in the way, and directly threw him off the stage.

But even so, the director is still conscientious and strives to follow up every step of the plot.

Ultimately...

I still don't understand what is going on.

But at least he understood a little.

His senior brother and second senior brother are not dead!

And came back alive!

On this stage, he really succeeded in summoning back the senior brothers and them, and beat the bald donkey.

Thinking of this, his smile was even brighter.

"We're not dead, you're going to die."

Zhu Wuneng smiled and said, "Brother Monkey, save him." ”

"You can't save it?"

The monkey glanced at Pig Wuneng and responded lightly.

Zhu Wuneng barely hesitated, and shook his head decisively: "No, I won't." ”

These words are justified.

Just like the words he repeated countless times when he lay lazily on the ground when he traveled all the way west.

The monkey smiled, shook his head, raised his palm, and put it on the head of 'Wang Qiusheng'.

But soon, the monkey looked at him with some surprise: "The physical body is good, the talent and potential are all excellent." ”

"I... borrowed. ”

"I'll have to pay it back later."

The little white dragon smiled sheepishly.

It was Zhu Wuneng who narrowed his eyes slightly: "You only said that you would pay it back, but you didn't say when you would pay it back." ”

"But what difference does I have between doing this and that bald donkey?"

The little white dragon pointed to the ice in the distance, and only a bald head was stuck on the ice, Tang Sanzang, who was glaring at them angrily, said seriously.

Zhu Wu was speechless.

The monkey slowly raised his palm, and wisps of soft spiritual power spread along the top of 'Wang Qiusheng's head.

After half a minute, the monkey withdrew his hand and looked at the middle-aged man in the shackles in the distance.

"Lao Sha seems to have really lost his memory."

Zhu Wuneng scratched his head.

The monkey did not speak, but walked over silently and put his hand on his head as well.

After a moment, the monkey sighed and shook his head: "Heart disease... He was on his own. ”

"Lao Sha is a real person."

"I look stupid on weekdays, but I'm actually really stupid."

"It is estimated that he is the most unexpected, and the master he respects the most on weekdays would do such a dirty thing."

"Coupled with the stimulation of 'death' for you and me, it has become what it is now."

Zhu Wuneng whispered, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then he bent down decisively, picked up a piece of ice and stone on the ground, and threw it at the bald head in the distance, slamming it on his head with a muffled sound.

Tang Sanzang's expression was hideous, as if he wanted to scold something, but in the next second, his eyes fell into confusion again, looking at Zhu Wuneng and smirking, with a little coveting in his smile.

The eyes full of desire, as if through the air, ripping at his clothes...