Chapter 102: Ghost Elves

Sitting in front of the huge volcanic crater, Goku held the broken stick in his right hand, staring at the crimson magma that was violently churning up in front of him without blinking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the moment he fell into the cave and fell unconscious, the monkey's furry body and clothes had already turned to ashes.

Here, the temperature is unimaginably hot.

The huge magma bodies that rumbled and tumbled and jumped like the wind and waves on the sea, hitting each other fiercely, and from time to time large swaths of red magma splashed in all directions, raising bursts of pungent smoke.

Suddenly, in the hot and tumbling magma, something shaped like a clay pot rolled up from below with a magma wave.

Wukong's eyes were quick, and with a light pick of the stick, he gently picked up the clay pot-like thing.

Unfortunately, as soon as the burning clay pot left the tumbling magma, it shattered into thousands of sparks with a pop, snapped, and fell back into the sea of magma, and disappeared in an instant as the magma rolled.

Then, Wukong used his stick to scoop up a few strange utensils like small towers and gourds, but unfortunately, as soon as they left the magma sea, they turned into hot magma with a pop, and completely returned to nothingness.

It seems that these vessels have been sunk for an unknown amount of time, perhaps, they have been burned to ashes by the hot magma countless years ago, and have lost their spirituality.

These utensils, only so can they still maintain the original shape of the utensils, it may just be that these spiritual weapons were unusual before they were destroyed, when they were destroyed, but with a trace of residual memory, they barely maintained their previous appearance, and once they encountered external interference, they would instantly turn into nothingness and return to their origins.

"It seems that there are a lot of good treasures dropped here!" I saw that I fished several times, but the bamboo basket was empty, and the monkey's heart was itchy like a cat scratching.

When it comes to baby, Wukong feels a little hateful in his heart.

Thinking of him, from birth to the present, he is really a poor family with four walls, one poor and two white, although he has also experienced several adventures, but in the final analysis, he has not caught any treasures.

It's just that I got some good treasures by chance, such as the banana fan and the yin and yang two cylinders, which is just "squeezing sesame oil and starting over", and in the end, nothing is left, and it is in vain.

"Hey, hey!"

Looking at a lot of good treasures in front of him, he turned into a pile of magma, and when he was scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, a weak, vague voice suddenly came up faintly from under Yin Hong's hot magma with the continuous magma waves.

"What sound?"

As soon as Wukong was excited, he immediately lay down, his ears pressed against the tumbling magma, and a trace of divine thought poked down.

Yikes!

The trace of divine thought only explored a distance of about 100 meters, and as a drop of splashed magma suddenly flew into Goku's ear, the trace of divine thought also seemed to be caught by a mouse trap, and a trace of information was transmitted back with a whoosh.

"Shhh

"It's so deep and so hot down there?"

He hurriedly withdrew the trace of divine thought, for fear that if he was not careful, the hot magma would melt the trace of divine thought.

"Hehe, fortunately, Lao Sun put all the things he carried with him into Bodhi before he fell, otherwise, the loss would be big now!"

He calmed his mind, and as soon as a faint divine thought communicated with the sea of consciousness, the Bodhi seed floated out of his left ear in a fantastic way.

This is a small spell that he has regained after his mana has been raised to the peak realm.

He stretched out his hand to grasp the Bodhi seed, and was just about to try to communicate with the Bodhi seed, when he felt a sudden itch in his left ear, and the small blue flame swayed the chubby body, and flew out with a twist.

"Why did you run out again?"

Wukong's nerves tightened, and he quickly grabbed the Bodhi seed, "What, you still want to devour this Bodhi seed of mine?"

"Whew!"

The little flame snorted coldly, shook its head, and poked out a divine thought slightly.

"What? Finally willing to communicate with me?"

The little flame was silent for a moment, and with a bang, it transformed into a bare-ass child the size of a palm.

It shook its little arms like lotus roots, stretched out its fingers and pointed at the fiery magma tumbling in front of it, and then pointed at Wukong, and said angrily: "Go down!"

"What? You want my grandson to go under the lava?"

Wukong bared his teeth and quickly shook his head, "Stinky fart, you can imagine it, such a hot place, I want to go to you, Lao Sun won't do it!"

"Humph, coward!"

The bare-bottomed kid turned around and suddenly twisted his ass towards Goku, then turned around again and made a weird grimace at Goku.

"It's not that Lao Sun is cowardly!"

Wukong said coldly: "It's very deep down there, the temperature may be unimaginably high, Lao Sun's mana has fallen too much now, go down, if you accidentally capsize in the gutter, it will be completely reimbursed! Besides, the first step of the Long March, Lao Tzu's great cause of Wanqiu has not yet begun?" He waved his hand again and again: "Don't do it, don't do it!"

Seeing this, the bare-ass child was silent for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the Bodhi seed in Wukong's hand.

"What are you doing?

Wukong held the Bodhi tightly, and his brows were furrowed. "I'm telling you, this is my baby bump, I want to eat it, I don't have a door!"

This little guy has no less ghost eyes than himself, and he has to be on guard at all times, so as not to lose his wife and lose his army.

The bare-ass kid glared at the flames, shook his head, pouted, and once again poked out a hint of divine thought.

"What? You mean the seven billion-year-old Xuanbing Fruits?"

Wukong was stunned for a moment, and his hand took out seven small white fruits that were steaming from Bodhi.

Sou!

Seeing Wukong take out the white fruits, the bare-ass child shook his body and moved a distance of one meter outside with a whoosh.

Goku was stunned, "What? You don't like them, or are you afraid of them?"

The bare-ass kid covered his mouth and nodded slightly.

"Oh!" Wukong's eyes lit up, and he understood in an instant, "That's it, water and fire are incompatible, so you are also afraid?" said that, he reached out and sent a few fruits in his hand forward, and the little boy was scared, and quickly flew to a place three meters away.

"Hahaha... Goku laughed heartily.

This ghost elf has finally found a way to clean him up, it's really refreshing!

"Okay, now you should tell me why I want to go down, right?

The bare-ass kid covered his mouth and stared at the Xuanbing Fruit for a while, but didn't speak.

Seeing that the little kid didn't speak, Wukong bared his teeth, stretched out his hand and pointed at the red magma, and continued to ask: "Little kid, do you think there's any good treasure down there? or... Tell me, or the old grandson will have to leave!", he said, turning around and making a gesture to leave.

"Hey, hey!" the bare-ass kid flew in front of him with a whoosh as he saw Goku gesturing to leave.

"What?

"Hmph!" Xiao Huo snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed at the magma, and released a trace of divine thought.

"What? You said there was a strange fire down there, and there was a treasure I wanted?" Goku blinked his monkey eyes and snorted softly through his nose.

This stinky fart, a big ghost, a belly of ghosts, he doesn't fully believe this guy's nonsense.

"Uh-huh!" the little guy heard and nodded his head incessantly, as if he was very interested in the strange fire below.

"You just said, down there, really... Have a baby I want?"

Wukong smiled and stared at the ghost elf and said, "Then you say, what kind of treasure is that? How do you know that?"