The Monkey King pulled Zhao He, stomped under his feet, and rose into the clouds.

However, in the blink of an eye, he fell to Tang Seng's side with him.

Looking at Tang Seng, Zhao He didn't say a word, stepped forward, and kowtowed three times.

"Master! Disciple Zhao He bowed to the door today, just asking to walk with Master all the way. ”

Tang Seng nodded and said: "This is very good! Very good! Now that you have become a monk and have a common name, it is inconvenient to use it again." As a teacher, I hope that you can realize the past and give birth to a pure land. I'll call you to enlightenment!"

"On weekdays, it's too solemn for you to call you Wujing, but do you have a nickname?" Tang Seng then asked.

Zhao He said slightly uncomfortable: "There is also one, I'm afraid it's not very good, before in Broken Leaf City, there was a name in secret, called 'killing'." ”

"Sand monk?"

"It's not bad, let's still use it in the future!" Tang Seng may have misheard, or maybe he did it on purpose, so he said.

Accepted Zhao He... Of course, it's already Wujing.

The Monkey King's attitude towards Wujing also changed a little, so he grabbed his hand, jumped to Wujing's side and said, "Third Senior Brother, do you want to know what happened after the two of them took the red snow hidden flower?"

Wujing said expressionlessly: "Senior brother is willing to say, junior brother, I can only listen." ”

The Monkey King didn't care about Wujing's attitude, but said with a smile: "That god said that if you refine a divine pill to save people, you must first kill one person and sacrifice the pill." She asked Mr. Li if he would trade Ge Shuyun's life for his life. ”

"And guess what?"

In fact, where is the answer still to guess?

The Monkey King continued: "Mr. Li naturally agreed. ”

Wujing's heart was suffocated, and he suddenly felt a little urgent, but he didn't know what to do.

Even if something really happened, he should have missed it.

Then the god grandma summoned a big snow monster, swallowed the Mr. Li in one gulp, and then threw a pill of divine pill to Ge Shuyun and told her to roll down the mountain. ”

"Hahaha... Brother Sha, do you mean it? Originally, my grandson planned to make a quiet move, but I didn't expect that the god grandmother to be so in line with my grandson's wishes, but it saved my grandson from some means. The Monkey King danced happily as if it were his own business.

Wujing was very quiet, and the turbulent mood seemed to have calmed down again.

Only he knows if he is really as calm as water, without waves.

"Alright, three apprentices, it's time for us to hit the road. There is still a long way to go to the West. There are also a lot of things to go through along the way, enlightenment along the way, and we support each other, maybe we can give an answer. Tang Seng opened his mouth and shouted.

Bajie has been lying on the big stone to sleep, at this time listening to Tang Seng's voice, he lazily stood up and went to lead Tang Seng's white horse.

Wujing consciously carried the suitcase.

The Monkey King is holding a golden hoop stick, taking the lead and leading the way.

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In a trance, everyone on the stupa came to their senses.

Master Xuanzang, the Monkey King, and the Eight Rings all seem to have gained.

All eyes were focused on the bookworm Zhao He.

I saw that the other party slowly opened his eyes, and the sluggishness in his eyes had disappeared, but a quiet force like water filled it.

"Disciple Wujing, I've seen Master!" Zhao He, who was still dressed as a scholar, bowed directly to Master Xuanzang.

He seems to be the sand monk in the Journey to the West.

Chu He opened his eyelids with some difficulty, only feeling extremely tired.

He really did his best this time.

This kind of life-playing method, except for the beginning of the practice, the strength is not good, as a little budding new, he doesn't know anything, for a long time, he has not worked so hard.

He really felt old.

If it was only his appearance that was old before, then what is old now is the whole of his whole body.

The qi and blood are dry, the skin is loose and the flesh is loose, the teeth are loose, the spirit is sluggish, and even the Yuan Shen is sluggish, contaminated with twilight, as if he is about to experience the five decays of heaven and man.

"Are you okay?" Master Xuanzang walked to Chu He's side and carefully supported him, and a warm Buddha nature true element was transmitted into Chu He's body, nourishing his physical body, trying his best to make up for his missing parts.

It's a pity that Chu He consumes the power of the mind, even if the physical body makes up for it, relying on the physical body's feedback, if you want to cultivate a good mind, it is by no means an overnight achievement.

"Does the mage look like I'm good at the moment?"

"If the mage has a good heart, why don't you tell me what the Dinghai Divine Needle is?" Chu He brought up the old matter again.

Master Xuanzang kept playing dumb riddles with him, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Master Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, but said: "I have already told you about the Dinghai Divine Needle, and I have already given it to you, you can't find it yourself, but why do you want to ask me again?"

Chu He smiled bitterly.

Small goals?

He had already set himself a goal.

Mortals live for money, beauty, power, and glory.

None of this actually means anything to Chu He.

So he set himself a very popular goal among immortal cultivators.

Phoenix!

It's a pity that setting a goal has no effect.

Even though he continued to strengthen this belief, he still couldn't see or touch the Dinghai Divine Needle.

"You want to see my grandson's stick, then why bother beating around the bush and just show you!" The Monkey King on the side suddenly interjected, and said that the Monkey King took out the Dinghaishen Needle from his ear and threw it to Chu He.

Looking at the smashed sticks, Chu He's frightened soul was about to fly out.

The stick weighed thirteen,five hundred pounds.

If it was before, Chu He would still be able to bear it.

But now, his skin is loose and his flesh is loose, his blood is lacking, and when this stick is smashed, he is half crippled, if not dead.

Subconsciously reached out and blocked.

Hey?

It's light to start with, as if there is no weight.

Chu He looked at the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand and shouted casually: "Big!"

The golden hoop rod grew a little larger, filling the small half of the space on the top floor of the stupa.

"Small!" the golden hoop rod became smaller again.

"Small, small, small... Chu He kept giving instructions, and the golden hoop rod followed the order, and finally it was as small as an embroidery needle.

Chu He was a little stunned.

It stands to reason that this golden rod should be a confession of the Lord!

Otherwise, everyone will listen to their orders, and the Monkey King will still use it as a weapon, wouldn't that be a giant pit?

"But why does he want to listen to me?" Chu He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a problem that he had never paid attention to, but which had always been there, came to his mind.

The shell of Zhu Bajie is Su Kelu, the shell of Monk Sha is Zhao He, and the shell of Tang Seng is Master Xuanzang.

What about Brother Monkey's shell?

"I said... Am I not the shell of Brother Monkey?" Chu He finally reacted.

When he first entered the world of Journey to the West, didn't he appear as a stone monkey?

A series of changes made him almost ignore this beginning.

But at this time, he picked it up again, and suddenly found that the answer to all this was already very obvious.

"If I am Brother Monkey's shell, then Brother Monkey's Dinghaishen Needle, is it my Dinghaishen Needle?"

In a trance, Chu He seemed to recall that moment, when he incarnated as the Bodhi Ancestor and the conversation with the Monkey King.

Thousands of avenues, thousands of wonderful methods, just ask... Is it possible to live forever?