When Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar, heard this, he smiled and turned his face to the side to defeat the Buddha Sun Wukong.

"Listen to Brother Monkey, you know that Brother Monkey you are not good at the sound of the rooster, this rooster crow is a reminder that it will not take long for the day to dawn, the rooster cries twice is again and the sky is about to dawn, and after the rooster cries three times, this day is considered to be ...... lit!"

When Sun Wukong heard the words of the Pure Altar Messenger, he couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand to the Pure Altar Messenger Zhu Bajie.

"Why haven't I heard these words, according to my old grandson, it is probably Bajie, you idiot, are afraid that you will delay the good accident of the Xuanji faction of others, and make up this kind of language to deceive my old grandson ......!"

When Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the pure altar, heard this, he couldn't help but stomp his feet in a hurry.

"You plagued Bi Ma Wen have never heard such words, then you have no knowledge of this plague Bi Ma Wen himself, if you don't believe it, then you can ask Taibai Lao ......!"

Who knew that as soon as the voice of the Pure Altar Messenger Zhu Bajie fell, the Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy Tai Bai Xing came up.

"What the Pure Altar Messenger said is that it is true that the sky will not be fully lit until the rooster crows three times, but there is not much time between the three rooster crows, but I am afraid that the Pure Altar Messenger will not be able to complete the transformation of the clothes he needs before dawn......

When the Pure Altar Envoy Zhu Bajie heard the words of the Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy Tai Bai Xing, he was naturally unhappy.

"Listening to your words of the old white man, it seems that he has doubts about the skill of my old pig's flying needle and threading, have you forgotten how much time it took for my old pig to solve the clothes on your old white old man and the plague-stricken Bi Ma Wen, that is, to solve your two clothes, the old white man and the plague-stricken Bi Ma Wen, is also an idle matter, and one of my old pig's clothes is a piece of cake......!"

When the Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy Tai Bai Xing heard this, he couldn't help but shake his hands.

"It's not that the little envoy wants to question the skill of the Pure Altar Messenger flying needle and thread, but the clothes on the little envoy and the Dou Shengfu are changed according to the original clothes, and the clothes worn by the Pure Altar Messenger are combined from the two clothes on this table into one, the so-called operation process is different, the time required is naturally different, not to mention that the chicken has been crowed once before......!"

When the pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"What you said is not bad at all, the time used for different operation processes is naturally different, but this sentence should be useful to others, but it is simply a vernacular for my old pig......!

The disciple of the Xuanji Sect who was holding scissors on the side heard the words of Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar, and hurriedly handed over the scissors in his hand.

When the pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie took the scissors handed by the disciples of the Xuanji faction, he unconsciously crowed again.

The Monkey King who defeated the Buddha heard the sound of the rooster crow again, and unconsciously sighed again.

"Now that the sound of the rooster is sounding for the second time, my grandson wants to see how the foolish Bajie said before ends now......

When Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the pure altar, heard this, he smiled again.

"I said, Brother Monkey, instead of worrying about my old pig, you should open your eyes and see how my old pig made a set of clothes that fit him before dawn......!"

Between the words, there was already a sound of "click" scissors.

As soon as the sound of scissors stopped, the messenger of the pure altar, Zhu Bajie, shouted.

"Needlework ......!"

When the Xuanji Sect disciple who was holding a needle and thread on the side heard this, he hurriedly got on the needle and thread in his hand.

After a while, the messenger of the altar waved the needle and thread in his hand and danced on the garment in front of him.

Just when everyone was fascinated, there was another sound of rooster crowing.

When the fighting Buddha heard the sound of the rooster's crow, he didn't realize that it was a monkey laugh.

"Before, Bajie, you nerd's cowhide was blown earth-shattering, and now the third rooster crow has passed, my grandson is only afraid that Bajie, you idiot, will lose face this time, and the cowhide you boasted will not end up after all......!"

How can Na Nadou defeat Buddha Sun Wukong's words are not finished, and Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar who had previously walked the line with flying needles, had already shouted.

"That's it! Since the chicken has crowed three times, then Brother Monkey and Taibai Lao, why don't you help me see if this dress fits ...... good or not!"

Between the words, Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar, had already grabbed the clothes in front of him and put them on his body.

When the Pure Altar Messenger Zhu Bajie put his clothes on his body, the Heavenly Court Immortal Envoy Tai Bai Xing had already clapped his hands and applauded.

"It turns out that the craftsmanship of the Pure Altar Messenger's flying needle and thread is really not covered, but now this dress is not too big or too small to be worn on the Pure Altar Messenger, just ......!"

When Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the pure altar, heard this, he couldn't help but look at the Monkey King who defeated the Buddha with pride.

"Brother Monkey, you have a word......!"

"Now that Taibai Lao Qi has finished speaking, then my old grandson has nothing to say, but fortunately, Bajie, you nerd, can finish all the clothes needed by the three of us before dawn, otherwise not only Bajie, you idiot, will be embarrassed, but even my old grandson will be embarrassed with Bajie, you idiot......!"

When Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar, heard the words of Nadou defeating the Buddha Sun Wukong, he fell from the world into the ground.

"I didn't expect my old pig to work hard for a long time, not only did I get a word of praise from your plague-stricken Bi Ma Wen, but also ended up with a few words of blame from your plague Bi Ma Wen, I knew that it was so thankless, I might as well take advantage of the night to eat and drink a good meal......!"

The fight defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong saw that the pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie heard his words, and he didn't feel that he was complaining, and hurriedly comforted the pure altar messenger Zhu Bajie up.

"Before, my old grandson was just joking with Bajie, you idiot, Bajie, why should you be so stingy, and if it weren't for Bajie's good skills in flying needles and threads, how could my old grandson and Taibai old man get a new set of clothes......!"

When Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the pure altar, heard this, he broke his worries and turned them into joy.

"What you are saying now is still like a human saying, but if it weren't for you, the plagued Bi Ma Wen and the Taibai old man, the two of them rushed to make clothes, my old pig would not be hungry and busy until now, so when my old pig and you, the plagued Bi Ma Wen, go to Huaguo Mountain, you will have to at least give my old pig three days and three nights of nonsense to eat and drink ......!"