Sun Wukong threw out the last pile of garbage, and this morning, back and forth, to say the least, he threw away the garbage dozens of times, and there was barely a place to settle here.

Sun Wukong sat on a dilapidated futon, looking at the walls covered with cobwebs, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

A thousand years ago, he sat in the same position, listening to the Bodhi Patriarch lecture every day, if he hadn't been playing magic in front of his peers, the master would not have driven him away, if he hadn't driven him away, maybe there would not have been a big havoc in the heavenly palace and the west in the future, so what would his thousand years of life be like?

It's noon now, the sun is like fire, and the stuffy air makes Sun Wukong a little irritable. However, Zhu Bajie didn't seem to be affected, he didn't care about the dust on the ground, and slept on the ground so much that it was called a fragrant incense, not only him, but even Sha Seng sat on the chair and fell asleep with his head on his hands.

Sun Wukong found the practice room with his memory, the practice room was in a hidden corner, there was a big pine tree in front of the door, and now the big pine tree is gone. The door of the practice room was covered with dense insect eyes, and several moths crawled around on it.

Sun Wukong pushed open the door, and what made him feel strange was that the practice room was spotless, and even the items in the room were neatly arranged, as if it had just been cleaned.

I saw two packets of unopened Qi Nan incense on the incense table, and the coffee table on the table was even more vibrant, but what caught Sun Wukong's attention was a bookcase.

This bookcase is six feet high, and it is full of books, and at first glance, there is nothing special, but how can there be a bookcase in the practice room?

Sun Wukong walked over full of doubts, and he took out a book casually, which was half a foot thick, and there were three big characters written on the blue cover: somersault clouds.

Sun Wukong read the book cursoryly and found that it contained the secret book of somersault clouds.

Sun Wukong hurriedly opened another book, the title of this book is: Thirty-six Changes.

Without exception, the books here are all Taoist and Buddhist magic cheats, and in addition to Sun Wukong's practice, there are many that he has never heard of.

At this time, Sun Wukong was like a treasure, he jumped and moved a chair over, and seriously studied the content of the book............

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View.

A golden light flashed, and Nezha appeared.

At this moment, the gate of Wuzhuang Temple is closed.

Nezha looked around, but didn't find anything unusual, he stepped forward and knocked on the door hard.

The moment he knocked on the door, the door opened.

"Who are you looking for?" opened the door by a young Taoist priest.

"Excuse me, is Zhenyuan Daxian here?" asked Nezha.

"You are?"

"In Xia Nezha, he is a friend of Zhenyuan Daxian, and he came to visit today. Nezha said with a smile.

"Oh, it turns out that the third prince is here, please come in. The Taoist priest opened the door and invited Nezha into the temple.

The Wuzhuang Temple is a little deserted, and there is not even a single Taoist priest in the huge Taoist Temple.

The Taoist priest led Nezha to the main hall, and after a while, Zhen Yuanzi walked out of a door.

"Third prince, long time no see. Zhen Yuanzi said.

"Zhenyuan Daxian, how are you doing?" Nezha looked at Zhenyuanzi in front of him, but he didn't find anything wrong.

"It's very good, the breeze, the bright moon, look at the tea. Zhen Yuanzi shouted inside.

"Tea doesn't have to be. Nezha waved his hand, and then said: "Don't hide it, I came here today because I heard that something happened to Wuzhuang Temple." ”

"Oh, what's wrong?" Zhen Yuanzi asked with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, since Zhenyuan Daxian is fine, then I'll leave first. Nezha got up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute. Zhen Yuanzi grabbed Nezha and said, "Third prince, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, why are you in such a hurry, let's have a cup of tea and leave." ”

"This ............" Nezha hesitated.

"Third prince, don't shirk anymore. ”

"That............ All right. Nezha sat down again.

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, why hasn't the tea come yet?" Zhen Yuanzi shouted inside again.

However, after half an hour, the tea still did not come.

"Third prince, you take a moment, and I'll come when I go. Zhen Yuanzi said apologetically.

"Zhenyuan Daxian, please. ”

Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly walked into the door, and then slammed the door shut, and now, Nezha was left alone in the main hall.

It was still the scorching sun just now, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds occupied the entire sky, and the sun was tightly covered by dark clouds, and the sky quickly became overcast.

Then a strong wind blew the door of the main hall open, and the dry leaves flew into the hall at once.

"Zhenyuan Daxian?" Nezha shouted inside, but there was only the sound of whirring wind around him.

Nezha suddenly felt that something was wrong, there was no breath of a living person in these five villages, and besides, the Zhenyuan Daxian just now didn't seem to be quite right, but what was wrong, he couldn't say, it was just a ............ Gut feeling.

Suddenly, there was a scream from inside the door.

Nezha was taken aback, he quickly stood up, holding a fire-tipped spear in his right hand and a Qiankun circle in his left hand, and walked cautiously towards the door.

10 meters ............

Nine-meter ............

Eight meters ............

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One meter ............

Nezha kicked open the door, and inside the door, there was a down staircase, and it was very dark below, and nothing could be seen.

Nezha walked slowly down the stairs, the handrails of the stairs were very cold, like ice in winter, and the cold touch instantly spread all over Nezha's body, and Nezha shivered involuntarily. After walking for about 100 steps, my eyes suddenly became bright and spacious.

I saw a black statue appear in front of me, and this statue was none other than Chi You. And at the foot of the statue, Zhen Yuanzi died bleeding to death............