In the main hall, the autumn wind swept the leaves, and the ginseng fruit essence was not Fahai's opponent at all, and these ginseng fruit essences that led the wolf into the room finally tasted the cause and effect they planted.

Outside the main hall, the sand monk who was meditating with his eyes closed opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, and an almost transparent pale-faced and white-bearded old man ginseng fruit essence appeared in his eyes, the ginseng fruit essence was almost the size of an adult, and he had the same face as a human old man, with a long beard, he pointed to the sand monk in front of him, and chanted a mantra in pieces, as if he wanted to manipulate the sand monk.

Sha Seng opened his mouth and spit out violently, and a mouthful of spit Xingzi sprayed directly on the face of the old man's ginseng essence.

The old ginseng essence wiped his face, and pulled out a finger-thick cyan vine, which had been bitten and broken, and had obviously been absorbed by the sand monk.

The old man said tremblingly, "Your king's rhizome! Good, you cunning scripture learners! You pretend to be controlled on the surface, but secretly you devour my king's rhizome! You are so despicable!"

Sha Seng stood up and patted the dust on his body, "Despicable? If it weren't for the fact that I was born with a strong primordial god, I'm afraid I would have been turned into a puppet body by your king! But how to say it, in order to control me, your king is really willing to spend money, and actually used a piece of his own natal tentacles, so that I have the opportunity to pinch his empty door according to his natal tentacles, knowing its empty door, it is not far from destruction." ”

The old man looked at the sand monk coming towards him step by step, and said angrily, "Look for death!"

The old man's ginseng spirit raised his hand, and with a bang, his five fingers turned into a whirlpool of terrifying green light and killed the sand monk.

"Trouble!"

Sha Seng turned around, his right arm was shining, and it went straight through the body of the old ginseng essence, the body of the old ginseng essence was cut in half, and before he could land, the sand monk turned around and opened a storage bag, "It can't be wasted, senior brother, they are still hungry!"

The old ginseng was cut into pieces and fell into the storage bag, and the sand monk turned around and stuffed it into his arms, and walked straight towards the depths of Wuzhuang Temple.

The more you go to the depths of Wuzhuang View, the more lush the vegetation is, not only there are thousands of strange ginseng fruit trees, but also a lot of Huanghuali books, fire apricot trees, water lotus terraces, golden hibiscus flowers, at a glance, thousands of wood forests are lush and green, giving people a kind of intoxicating spectacular beauty, any immortal who enters, will quickly sink here, unable to extricate himself.

But it's a pity that the sand monk has chewed the roots of the ginseng fruit tree, and the sand monk can quickly pass through the demon flowers and demon trees that block the way according to the smell, and on the top of the forest trees, the flower and plant elves are like flying butterflies, like dream fairies, and stop to look at this beautiful young man with long black hair, looking up at the sky at 30 degrees, and having a melancholy temperament.

"Is he the weakest sand monk in the Journey to the West funeral group?"

"Is this the weakest looking? Do people outside have any misunderstanding of the word weak?"

"The Ginseng Fruit King said that no one can be let go, should we stop him?"

"He's so handsome, completely in line with my vision of immortals, you stop it, I won't make a move, I want to quietly watch him step on my branches and leaves, walk over, I can feel his pity for me lightly, this is my exclusive fairy relationship with him......"

In the squeak, there was no obstacle, and the melancholy young man in the black robe walked to the courtyard where the king of ginseng fruit trees was enshrined.

This courtyard still maintains the appearance of the Monkey King upside down the ginseng fruit tree, a towering tree collapsed and fell against the courtyard wall, and the withered branches and leaves and the breath of death spread throughout the courtyard. Love Net

A soft sigh came, "Here you are, Roller Blind." ”

The curtain looked at the voice, and saw a young green jade boy walking with a load of water on his back, he was seven or eight years old, and there was a little curiosity in his eyes, "Your appearance is much better than the last time I came, my ancestor said, the more beautiful you are, the more beautiful you are, the more complete the mana is restored, and when you become the real appearance of the curtain general, you will also have the magnificent immortal power that dominated the world back then." ”

The curtain watched as Xiao Daotong poured the water from the wooden bucket onto the dry towering tree, and said in silence, "It's dead, and if you water it again, it's useless." ”

Daotong stopped watering and looked at the towering tree, "Yes, it's dead." You and I should know that when Sun Wukong dragged this tree out, it was already dead, Guanyin's so-called revival of the tree is just a blinding method, a blinding method that deceives the world, the innate spiritual root is dead, there is no way to save it, not to mention Guanyin, even if the Buddha comes, it may not be able to save it. ”

Rolling shutter said, "When Journey to the West passed by Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi should realize that this is an endless battle, unless he perishes, this difficulty will not be overcome, no monster can survive under the iron hooves of Journey to the West, even if he is the ancestor of the earth immortals, he can't." ”

"That's right!" Xiao Daotong wiped away the water stains on his face and looked at the curtains, "But my ancestor is not willing to lose to Journey to the West! My ancestor gave up all his mana and body, only retained a trace of the Yuan Shen, and gave me everything he had! Let me come back to life!"

The curtain looked at Xiao Daotong, "The ancestor of the earth immortals gave up his almost eternal lifespan and the cultivation of the Great Heavenly Venerable, and gave you a chance to survive, you should be grateful to him, take refuge in the Great Dao, incognito, and never appear again, but why do you want to come back?"

Xiaodao Tong said, "I want to see if Journey to the West can be reversed!"

Rolling shutter said, "Ginseng fruit tree, give up, my master is very powerful, so strong that Tang San, who is so strong that he is hard-hearted, is buried in front of him!"

Xiaodao Tong said, "Really?"

The curtain was behind his back, hunting in black, very heavenly general Fengyi, "Will I lie to you?" I can tell you very clearly that Tang Sanfu still has the kindness of his parents and his daughter in his eyes, and this bald donkey's heart is completely ruthless! Although he pretended to be very affectionate on the surface, but his real heart was an ice cube, his father didn't let go, he passed by his mother's hometown, he didn't have any interest in taking a look, he faced his beloved woman who was begging hard, and even sneered, such a humanoid animal, his qualifications are still invincible, what do you use to fight him? You are not his opponent at all, let it go!"

Xiao Daotong held the flat pole, his eyes shining, "I want to give it a try." ”

At this moment, the flames outside the door were blazing, only to see the golden Buddha flame rising, in the Buddha fire, those demon flowers withered quickly, and the fire light in the sky shrouded the night sky of Wanshou Mountain, and a Buddha horn sounded.

"Amitabha!

"Wujing! You're talking bad about the poor monk again!"

"How many times have the poor monks told you, the poor monks are not ruthless, the poor monks are just boundless love!"

"The benevolence and love of the poor monks are not for one person or a few people, but for all sentient beings in the world! How can a poor monk have a personal relationship when he is determined to benefit all sentient beings? What do you say, ginseng fruit tree?"

A golden bald donkey burning with a Buddha flame appeared on the side of the curtain.