The old monkey king patiently explained: "The aura of the Taoist friend is like an immortal, presumably because he swallowed the elixir, and the old man took the liberty of asking the Taoist friend to give some immortal yuan to wake up the king." ”

Sima Yuan looked blankly at the boundless corpse of the Monkey King, and said helplessly: "Isn't the Monkey King joking?"

"It's true that you can take the pill freely and create the 'pill body', but this kind of yuan power is just to help people restore their vitality, and it is impossible to resurrect the dead?"

The old monkey king said seriously: "As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, my monkey clan will try." ”

Sima Yuan understood that people just gave it a try, and the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor.

The old monkey king encouraged: "You don't need to disperse all the immortal yuan of Daoyou, as long as Daoyou do it with all your might." ”

He pointed to an Optimus Pillar, "That's the natal divine weapon of my king, as long as the Daoist friend pours the immortal yuan into it, if he can awaken his gods, he can awaken the king of my family." ”

Sima Yuan's expression moved, "It's so simple?"

The old monkey king shook his head and sighed, and didn't say much, but said: "Daoist friends will know when you try it."

Sima Yuan hesitated a little: "You won't suck the Poor Dao Immortal Yuan dry, right?"

The old monkey king smiled bitterly: "I can't hide it, Daoyou is the thirty-seven hundred and ninety-four people sent by the old body, and none of them succeeded. ”

Sima Yuan sighed in his heart, and suddenly knew that the other party was indeed harmless, and looked at the corpse of the monkey king floating around.

All of them are lifelike, all of them have hairy faces and monkey gills, and they are covered in scarlet robes and blood-red suits.

At first, Sima Yuan may have been startled by some hideous faces, and then the more he looked at it, the more he became inconspicuous.

When he finally arrived under the Optimus Pillar, Sima Yuan looked up with a shocked expression, and a group of people with high seals came into view: Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick.

In the end, there are small words underneath: 13,500 catties.

Sima Yuan said to himself: "It really deserves to be a divine weapon."

He then added: "It's just a little bigger."

The golden rod did not shrink, and it did not move.

Sima Yuan didn't care, turned around a few times, and flew into the air to take a closer look, and finally suspended in the air, took a deep breath, and his face was solemn.

After exerting all the mana of his body, after a clear drink, Xianyuan Hao merged into it.

The moment he merged, Sima Yuan had the illusion that his house was just a runoff the thickness of a thumb, and the other party was an ocean.

If you don't see Taiyue, you don't know the height of the mountain, and you don't know the depth of the water if you don't see the sea.

Sima Yuan's mind unexpectedly merged into this Optimus Giant Pillar with his mana, like a swimming fish smuggled in, wantonly spreading joy.

In Russia, he actually turned into a Kunpeng, swimming proudly in this ocean of vitality, sometimes moving and moving, sometimes rolling waves, sometimes jumping out of the water, sometimes chasing whales, free and easy, so happy.

I don't know how long after playing, a feeling of weakness came, and Sima Yuan suddenly woke up.

He subconsciously looked around, and it turned out that his mind had been rejected.

Feeling the disgust consciousness of the copper pillar, Sima Yuan was immediately unhappy, why don't you care if you finish prostituting for nothing?

Is there anything more shameless in this world?

Sima Yuan was immediately furious and kicked the copper pillar fiercely.

Click, "Hiss!!"

Sima Yuan gasped, and a sharp pain entered his heart.

He was immediately surprised and delighted, he hadn't felt such mortal pain for many years.

Sima Yuan looked at the copper pillar in front of him with some meaning, and he muttered to himself, if only he could move this thing away.

Immediately, there seemed to be a thick malice enveloping the whole body.

Sima Yuan immediately shuddered, it turned out that the world felt Sima Yuan's 'stealing' consciousness and was full of malicious love.

He immediately smiled awkwardly, waved his hand, and quickly retreated.

With a little effort, he returned to the old monkey king, looking at the other party's disappointed eyes, Sima Yuan suddenly felt worried, this feeling came wonderfully, suddenly, and even a little weird.

It was as if he was possessed by some being, but he hesitated, but after all, he didn't tell the old monkey king about the strange situation.

It's not that I don't want to, but I still don't dare.

After all, what if something strange happened, then what should he do? Stay in the Monkey Clan and keep a watch for that Monkey Lord?

Sima Yuan sighed and bowed to the old monkey king: "I have a negative trust below, and I deeply regret it." ”

The old monkey king waved his hand, as if he had expected it, and shook his head and said, "I don't have hope, just give it a try, you don't need to care." ”

Immediately took Sima Yuan out of the ground, and after stepping out of the Monkey King's throne, one after another divine consciousness shrouded, and Sima Yuan's feet clicked.

It seemed to be so negative that even the stones under his feet were crushed.

Sima Yuan's expression was indifferent, but the old monkey king's crutches gently clubbed the ground, and the pressure disappeared instantly.

The old monkey king smiled apologetically, and then waved his hand, and the little monkey on the side had already prepared a fruit plate, with several spirit peaches and immortal apricots, which were of great benefit to the fairy realm.

Sima Yuan's face moved, and he seemed to have a sense of longing the moment he saw this fruit.

The old monkey king said slowly: "Daoist friends have consumed a lot of mana this time, and this is the gratitude of the monkey clan. ”

Sima Yuan's expression was solemn, and he said solemnly: "Helping others is fun, it is our pleasure, not to mention what a heroic existence the Monkey Lord is, the kid can do his best, he will do his best, how can he ask for a gift?"

The old monkey king smiled indifferently: "The old man can't chew words, nor does he test Taoist friends, and he has no intention of harming them. ”

He paused in his tone and said meaningfully: "What's more, after Daoist friends go out, maybe there will be a great enemy waiting, if you don't recover your mana, I'm afraid you will be killed." ”

It was a little difficult for Sima Yuan to say this, he thought about it, and after thanking him, he accepted the fairy fruit in the fruit bowl.

But he saw that the little monkey was the little female monkey who had 'robbed' him before, but at this time, he was staring directly at those fairy fruits, and he was a little salivating.

Sima Yuan thought about it, took out a fairy peach, and gave it to the little female monkey.

Unexpectedly, the other party still understood etiquette and waved his hand resolutely.

Sima Yuan smiled, looked at the silent old Monkey Queen, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your Lord Monkey King gave me this immortal fruit, this is my thing." Now I'll give you one, it's a matter of the two of us, and they won't scold you. ”

The little female monkey shook her head, and then peeked at the old monkey king.

But the look of longing in his eyes couldn't fool Sima Yuan, and he stuffed the immortal peach into the little female monkey's hand.

The old monkey king took Sima Yuan out, and on the way, Sima Yuan said: "Since there is such an immortal fruit in the clan, why not give it to the monkey monkey grandson to boil up the physique?"

The old monkey king's tone was flat, and he said slowly: "This is the 'peach', which was brought back by the king from heaven and planted the peach pit in the ancestral land after sharing it with me. ”

He paused, "It's a pity, more than 90,000 were planted, and more than 10,000 were born, but in the end, only one survived." ”

Sima Yuan's expression moved, and he looked at the palm-sized immortal peach in his hand again, and said in disbelief: "This is the legendary 'Pan Tao'?"

He added again: "That Pan Tao in the 'defection' grand event held by the Queen Mother of the Ancient Heavenly Court West once every three thousand years?"

The old monkey king nodded slightly.

Sima Yuan gasped, his hands almost trembling and trembling.

At this moment, he only felt that this peach seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Some can't afford it.