It is impossible to be soft!

You can't be soft in this life!

Manjushri has been strong all his life, and he will never bow his head because of this incident!

So!

He chose to negotiate a solution.

"Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor, the deity has one of the ten great spiritual roots in his hand, Huang Zhongli, which is far more valuable than the mutton fat jade net bottle and the red lotus grass, what do you think?"

"Isn't Huang Zhongli in the hands of the Queen Mother of the West? How can you have it?" Xie Yun scratched his head and asked.

"During the war of the gods, the deity once went to Kunlun Mountain on behalf of Buddhism, and was fortunate to eat a Huangzhong plum, get its seeds, painstakingly cultivated for thousands of years, and finally got a juvenile Huangzhong plum. Manjushri said with a painful face: "Immortal Emperor, as long as you promise to let go of the deity and not sell those mirages, Huang Zhongli will give it to you!"

"Okay!" Xie Yun readily agreed.

Huang Zhongli, good things, you must not let go when you meet.

Very good, Manjushri Bodhisattva is very acquainted, after all, those who know the times are Junjie!

Xie Yun held Huang Zhongli in his hand, watched Manjushri tear open the spatial crack, and left directly.

"Master, how should we explain it to the people outside?" asked the sand monk.

"Explain, why explain? What the master promised was not to sell those mirages, should I send them away for nothing?" Xie Yun said with an innocent shrug and spread his hands.

Sha Seng was extremely shocked on his face.

He looked at the crack in the space that had not yet been completely closed, and sincerely prayed to Manjushri.

I hope the Bodhisattva will not be angry to death.

Xie Yun came to the gate, looked at the black crowd, and shook his head.

Buddhism doesn't seem to have a good relationship with people, so I sent a message in a group, and so many people believed it to be true and really came.

"Ahem, ladies and gentlemen, this emperor has reached an agreement with Manjushri Bodhisattva not to sell these mirages!"

"What?"

"Immortal Emperor, that day in Zixiao Palace, poor Dao respect, you dare to speak for the demon clan, I didn't expect me to see the wrong person!"

"Guys, let's go back!"

......

Tens of thousands of people were ready to disperse, there were those who scolded angrily, there were those who understood, and more people did not make a sound, but silently recorded this matter in the little black book.

The strength is not as good as the people, it can only be so.

"Cough, fellow Daoists, this emperor will never let everyone go home empty-handed, don't want ninety-nine thousand mirages, don't want ninety-nine, don't want ninety-ninety-eight, give them away for free! Give them all for free!" Xie Yun finished speaking.

He took out the mirage, and with a wave of his sleeve, the mirage rained down on the crowd.

Hiss!

", spicy eyes!"

"The human flesh of the Three Realms of the Flood Desolation searched for that black bear spirit, wonderful, so wonderful, the deity wants to thank it again!"

"When I return to the cave, I'm going to invite my friends to watch it together, I wonder if you're interested?"

......

After inspecting the mirage, the crowd boiled and became a mess of eight-treasure porridge.

"Hahaha, Immortal Emperor, well done, love you!"

Bang!

Xie Yun directly sacrificed the measuring ruler, accurately stunned the bastard who showed his love to him with one ruler, waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoists, drag that guy up, please go back." ”

"Immortal Emperor Renyi, hey, where did I leave my 100,000 spirit stones?" The monk of the Shura clan untied the spirit stone bag around his waist, threw it on the ground, and left.

"What about the acquired treasure medicine that the old man just held in his hand?"

"Where's my water ghost?"

......

After a large group of people left, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng looked at the spirit stones, treasures and precious materials everywhere, dumbfounded.

"Master, you sent it!"

All kinds of things on the ground add up, and they are worth more than two billion spirit stones, and after calculation, a mirage is sold for a sky-high price of 200,000!

You must know that the mirage video of the Queen Mother of the West bathing in Tianchi was only sold for 150,000 spirit stones, which had already shocked the Three Realms.

"Hey, it's hard to resist the kindness of fellow Daoists, you all accept it!" Xie Yun shook his sleeves and left, entered the small world of Xuling, and handed over the seedlings of Huang Zhongli to the tiger demon for planting.

The three apprentices went crazy and began to pick up treasures, and there were also their 200 million spirit stones.

The news of Manjushri's women's clothing spread very quickly, and Buddhism was furious, and just as he was about to crack down on the rumor-mongers, an Arhat bought a mirage from the black market at a high price.

On the same day, a desperate roar came from the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

Manjushri announced that he would close the death pass, and if he did not break through the sub-sage, he would never leave the pass!

Buddhism also began to spend a lot of money to buy back and destroy the mirages, but it was difficult to buy them back completely.

The next day, Xie Yun left the ancient mansion with his three apprentices, and within two days, the ancient mansion completely collapsed and turned into ruins, and the monsters here began to be active again.

The Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor is becoming more and more famous in Buddhism, comparable to the peerless evil star, and he will be unlucky if he meets it, but in the flood wilderness, he is already about to become the emperor of benevolence and righteousness.

Walking and stopping all the way, going around and around, the four masters and apprentices came to a high mountain.

Xie Yun stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, and found that this mountain is not simple, the mountain is extremely steep, and the general trend is grand.

"Master, we're not going to Daxitian, are we?" asked Sha Seng in surprise.

"Guapi, think about it with your pig braincase, it takes 108,000 miles to learn the scriptures, and after 9980 difficulties, it's still early. ”

"This mountain is not simple, there must be Yasheng power to live, you all be careful, don't cause trouble, for the teacher now I don't want to fight with Yasheng to the death, test where your limit is. Xie Yun looked at this immortal mountain, the eagles and phoenixes in the deep forest gathered thousands of birds, and the ancient cave unicorn ruled over ten thousand beasts, and he thought of his empty small world of spirits, and his eyes were red.

This mountain is related to Bendi!

He entered the mountain with the intention of viewing his own backyard, and soon saw a quiet and quaint stone path that winds up to the top of the mountain.

"What an immortal dojo!" Xie Yun couldn't help but praise again, and the thought of robbery rose again.

"Master, do you feel a slight smell in the air? It's still very familiar!" Sun Wukong said with a twitching nose.

Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng also smelled it carefully, this smell must have been impressive, but they couldn't remember that they had smelled it there.

"I have a bad premonition for the teacher, so don't ask this question. Xie Yun always felt that something was wrong.

"What does it smell like, of course?" Two boys with rags and wooden barrels walked down the mountain and said angrily: "Some time ago, I didn't know that a gust of yellow wind blew from there, and the wind carried feces and splashed on Wanshou Mountain, damnable!"

"The two of us have worked hard to scrub the Taoist temple clean, and we have to scrub this long stone road!"

Xie Yun looked at the lush Wanshou Mountain, remembering that this was the result of the Yellow Wind Monster's fertilization, and instantly retched, and the idea of sacrificing the mountain was decisively dispelled.

No way!

I must not tell the second person about the Yellow Wind Monster's use of the upper and lower diarrhea card.

"This is the dojo of Yuanzi in Wuzhuang Guanzhen of Wanshou Mountain?" Sun Wukong said in surprise.

Zhen Yuanzi is known as the ancestor of the earth immortals, and his combat power is definitely the top batch of the flood wilderness, and he has admired it for a long time.

"Hmph, a little insight!" Qingfeng and Mingyue smirked, squinted at Xie Yun and the others, and asked, "Say, who are you? What do you want to do in Wanshou Mountain?"