The distant mountains of Kui Kui are wide open pictures, and the gurgling water is smashing Qiong Yao.

Qianmo is vertical and horizontal, and the rice is fragrant for ten miles.

The river breeze blows on the face, with a slight hazy water vapor, relieving the summer heat and giving people a pleasant coolness.

Since Zhen Yuanzi learned that Jin Chan and the others had left for more than twenty days, Zhou Bai and Hongyu said goodbye to Zhen Yuanzi and headed west.

On this day, Zhou Bai was fishing with the riverside, and suddenly saw a golden light flying in the direction of the upstream, but turned back from it and landed in front of the gravel beach on the riverside.

The light and shadow disappeared, a thin figure dew from the fruit, his eyes rolled wildly, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, and after hesitating for a moment, Sun Wukong only took a few steps forward, bowed to Zhou Bai, who was sitting on the riverside, and said, "I've seen Daoyou." ”

'Shh~ Don't scare my fish. Zhou Bai didn't look back, his voice lagged behind, and he glanced at Sun Wukong, shook his head and chuckled.

Sun Wukong looked sideways, only to find that the fishing rod in Zhou Bai's hand was only an empty silk, the silk line probed into the water shallowly, not moving for the water potential, although there was no hook bait below, but it was surrounded by all kinds of fat river fish.

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said with a smile: "I know that friends are unfathomable, but this 'Jiang Gong Fishing' drama is too old-fashioned, right?"

After Fang Jue lost his words, the smile on Sun Wukong's face turned into a wry smile, and he shook his head and said, "Even if it's old-fashioned, isn't my old grandson also hooked?" Quietly glancing at the red jade that was setting up a bonfire on the lawn, Sun Wukong walked a few steps away, sat on another boulder and looked at the river.

The clear eyes were as sparkling as the river in front of them, like tears flickering, and like anger permeating the river.

The river was murmuring, and the schools of fish gathered under the silk line suddenly seemed to feel something, and instinctively scattered, migrating upward, desperately trying to avoid the manic aura that spread more and more on the water.

"Are you very angry?" Zhou Bai sighed, without seeing any movement in his hand, the silk thread that was originally indifferent to the fluctuating water flow was like a dexterous palm that easily lifted the two grass carp that could not be avoided, and fell lightly into the fish basket beside Zhou Bai.

Lifting the fish basket, Zhou Bai walked towards the red jade not far away, Sun Wukong hesitated and slowly followed.

"Aren't you going to show me 'The Wisher is hooked'? How do you use your mana?" Hongyu covered her mouth and chuckled, and with a tap of her jade finger, the transparent silk thread in the fish basket returned to heaven and earth and disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Bai coughed lightly and pouted: "It was fine, but the fish were all scared away by this monkey." ”

Maybe it was when Wuzhuang Guan, Hongyu's sword intent was too much of a deterrent, Sun Wukong took half a step back, scratched his head, and didn't laugh like before.

Smelling the fragrance, Zhou Bai glanced at Sun Wukong, who was sitting next to him and fiddling with stones, and said with a smile: "What are you resenting again?"

"My old grandson has no resentment!" Sun Wukong suddenly raised his head when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he immediately retorted, "I have acted obediently to my heart all my life, where is the resentment?!"

"Since you don't have resentment, why are you ashamed?" Zhou Bai shook his head and smiled, "Knowing that everything is fake, you still deceive yourself and want to believe the truth." ”

And now, what you want to believe is happening, and you feel cheated and wronged. Zhou Bai's tone was very light, like the breeze on the riverside, unpredictable, but it gave people a sense of coolness.

Sun Wukong was silent, the expression in his eyes changed tangled, and finally turned into a light sigh, and his already rickety figure fell a little bit, and said in a trance: "The corpse demon borrowed the corpse to return the soul, and with a family of three in the wilderness, he wanted to force me away." If it was the original master, he would have been deceived by the demon law, and now ....."

Sun Wukong's tone became deeper and lower, and the palm of the hand that fiddled with the stone also stopped, and the stone chips fell from his fingers, Sun Wukong continued: "He opened the door to cultivation with innate spirit tea and ginseng fruit, although he is only a virtual cultivator, but he is no longer the original ordinary man, I don't believe that with his current realm and perception, he can't find the abnormality of the corpse demon!"

Mu Zha, Zhu Bajie is acting, and even he, a Buddhist monk who has always 'don't speak', is also acting with others.

In the end, do people who have entered Buddhism have to learn to act? Thinking back to his current self, Sun Wukong smiled dumbly and looked decadent.

Zhou Bai smiled: "Wukong." After a pause, Zhou Bai hesitated: "Can you call you like this?"

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said: "Let's be regarded as old acquaintances, five hundred years under the Five Fingers Mountain, only you have come to visit me, and it is indispensable to call me Wukong." ”

Zhou Bai sighed and said, "Do you know your origin?"

If it was five hundred years ago, he would naturally answer 'born to raise' or 'pop out of a stone', and after receiving the message that Zhou Bai had given him, he understood many things that had been deliberately concealed.

Now he didn't answer, but looked straight at Zhou Bai, waiting for Zhou Bai's explanation.

"The four monkeys of the mixed yuan belong to the congenital, and I have a disciple who is one of the six eared macaques, one of the four monkeys. Zhou Bai looked up and down and said, "In terms of qualifications alone, you are far better than him." ”

Three years of cultivation and achievement of the position of Xuan Xian, not to mention how much water there is in the 'Havoc in the Heavenly Palace', just picking Nezha and the Great War Erlang God are enough to prove Sun Wukong's strength.

"It took you three years to achieve the realm that countless people can't cultivate for hundreds of years, even thousands of years, this is where you are most proud, and it is also your biggest shortcoming and death point. ”

Sun Wukong's face changed slightly, if it was an ordinary immortal or monk who said this to him, he would definitely not believe it, but Zhou Bai, who cut off Guanyin's arm in front of him and forced her to flee in embarrassment, still believed it in his heart.

After all, Zhou Bai had given him a memory fragment and after he tested it, it was not false.

"Mood. Zhou Bai sighed: "Three years for you to ascend to the sky in one step, but your state of mind is still in the wildness before the apprenticeship, and you can't stand the frustration and can't tolerate dissatisfaction." ”

"This journey to the west is not only the general trend of the eastward spread of Buddhism, but also the sand and stone that polishes your state of mind, and when you wash away the dust of spiritual consciousness and find your self, it will be the day of your merits. ”

Sun Wukong pondered, grabbed his chin and said, "You mean to say that everything I am experiencing now is to temper my own mind?"

Zhou Bai said: "Yes, every time you tribulate, you can turn it into an improvement of your state of mind, and when you feel that the realm is in harmony with the Tao, I will take off this golden hoop for you, how about it?"

As soon as he heard that the golden hoop could be taken off, Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded and said, "Lao Sun understands, Lao Sun understands." ”

Seeing that the two of them were almost done, Hongyu handed a roasted fish to Zhou Bai, and after glancing at Sun Wukong, he said lightly: "Heaven and earth are like a game, all living beings are sons, you are not only in the chessboard, but also have the advantage of being a bystander, there is no longer a source of worry, so you need to grasp such an opportunity." ”

After thinking for a moment, Sun Wukong got up and clenched his fists, and said with his head bowed: "Thank you two Taoist friends for your explanation, my old grandson has already understood." ”

His eyes flickered, and there was no longer the depression and anger he had before, and now he seemed to have a more indifferent and detached temperament, like a chess viewer living outside the chessboard, and the chess pieces on the chessboard were him and the others in the west.

The streamer flew by, leaving long gaps in the clouds, moving straight and without half twists and turns.

"Okay, you Zhou Bai, you actually taught apprentices for poor monks!"

If the unsmellable sandalwood wafted in front of him, an old man in Tsing Yi holding a wooden staff walked out of the void slowly, his long gray-white hair tied up in a bun, but the Tsing Yi on his body was decorated with a robe.

It seems to be a way but not a way, and it seems to be a monk but not a monk.

Hongyu's eyes shrank suddenly, her body leaned forward slightly, and her right hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

For a while, the breeze stopped suddenly, and the air became viscous and solemn with the continuous condensation of Hongyu's aura, although Zhou Bai did not have the same hostility as Hongyu, he also faintly retracted his right hand behind him into his sleeve, holding a simple array scroll.

"Wukong and I are also old acquaintances, and I saw that he was depressed, so I just enlightened him. Zhou Bai smiled slightly, the solemn atmosphere was soothed a little, the formation map was included in the sword domain, Zhou Bai spread his hands sideways and said: "In the wilderness, there is no treasure to pay tribute to the saint, if the saint does not dislike it, how about sitting down and eating fish together?"

Quasi-raising eyebrows stretched, and without the slightest movement, a great force of heaven descended from the sky, clearing the condensed innate sword intent around him.

In front of the saint, what can be done with the innate spirit treasure?

Zhun Ti did not summon the sage law on this trip, but dusted off the sand and gravel in the grass like an ordinary mortal, sat facing west, and unceremoniously reached out to take the grilled fish that Zhou Bai had not yet tasted.

"Hmm~ It's delicious. Zhun Tizhi ate with a greasy face, and in a short time a handful of fish bones were piled up around him.

Looking at Zhou Bai and Hongyu's surprised eyes, Zhun Ti smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Looking down at the clothes on his body, he reacted, and laughed: "Don't you know that my Buddhism can eat the 'Three Pure Meat'?" It means, 'Whoever is killed with his own eyes does not eat, he who is killed for himself does not eat, and he who has raised himself does not eat.' ’”

Zhou Bai sighed: "I have also heard of this. It's just that I didn't expect that the Zhunti sage actually gave up the Hinayana Buddhism he established and turned to Mahayana Buddhism. ”

Zhun Ti said first: "Zhou Bai Xiaoyou, you are in love, Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism, the combination of the two is the true consummation of Buddhism." The poor monk is devoted to the Buddha, so why should he give up?"

The sentence 'dedicated to the Buddha and unwilling to give up' has cleared his mind and exhausted it.

Hearing this, the green tendons on the back of Hongyu's hand burst out, and the sword intent condensed the sword body.

Zhou Bai stretched out his hand and covered the back of Hongyu's hand, shook his head invisibly, turned to look at Zhun Ti, and smiled: "Is the saint here to warn me?"

Zhun Ti sighed lightly, shook his head and said: "The poor monk just passed through here and found that he met a little friend, so he just showed up." ”

His gaze fell on Hongyu, and the red light on the fiery dress was overflowing, and every wisp was like a sharp blade pointing at Zhun Ti.

"If the poor monk really wants to warn Xiaoyou, Hongyu's attitude alone is enough to convict him of 'disrespecting saints'. With a smile, although Zhun Ti did not exude any hostility and dissatisfaction, he still made Zhou Bai's face change slightly, and he subconsciously blocked in front of Hongyu.

"Eating the grilled fish of Taoist friends can be regarded as ending Hongyu's disrespect for the poor monk, and the poor monk took his leave. Zhun lifted the wooden staff next to him, and stepped out of the sight of the two of them.

just met Sun Wukong, and the back foot of Zhun Ti arrived, today's events are no coincidence.

Zhou Bai gently stroked the back of Hongyu's hand, comforting her loss while thinking about what she encountered today.

I thought that in Wuzhuang Guanzhong, it was already the bottom line of Buddhism to forcibly reverse the time and detain them for more than ten days, but I didn't want to mention that he actually supervised the whereabouts of the people who traveled west as a saint? !

Zhou Bai said softly: "It seems that Buddhism attaches more importance to the westward journey than I expected. ”

"Now, Zhou Bai..."Hongyu raised her head and said what Zhou Bai seemed to have heard, "I can't help you anymore." ”

His heart trembled, Zhou Bai looked at the serious red jade, and smiled dumbly: "There are only six saints in the world, and immortality and immortality are for the sake of the Heavenly Dao, unless they are also saints, there is no chance of winning." It is normal for us to be suppressed by the Zhun Ti Saint, and when we surpass him and crush him in the future, we will come back to take revenge. ”

"Do you believe me?"

Hongyu nodded, "Of course I do." ”

Having said that, in fact, Zhou Bai's mood is also a little low, and now he seems to understand the feelings of the 'protagonist' he saw in his previous life.

What's even more tragic is that he hasn't met the kind of enemy with a low IQ.

The 'saint' is like a boulder pressing on his head, every time he sees the saint, he will feel a sense of powerlessness from the heart, and now he seems to be free from the chessboard, stirring up the situation, and entering and exiting freely.

In fact, he only has incomparable helplessness and depression in his heart, with the umbrella of the 'Chaos Bead', he can jump up and down in front of the saints, once the westward journey is over, those saints who are eyeing the Chaos Bead in his hand will definitely burst out and fight for it.

The only glimmer of life is that he can become holy before the saint makes a move, so that he has the power of self-preservation and can truly break the deadlock.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bai hid the distracting thoughts in the depths of his eyes, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Let's go." ”

Hongyu looked at Zhou Bai who was heading east along the river in surprise, and wondered, "Don't you go to them?" According to the plan arranged earlier, they should destroy the westward tribulation step by step, and weaken the heavenly merits obtained by the Buddhist sect.

Although Zhou Bai didn't say anything now, she obviously felt that Zhou Bai seemed to have no interest in the four people heading west, or rather, his interests and intentions had moved to another place.

Jiang Feng was still the same, his clothes were fluttering, Zhou Bai turned his head sideways, showed an inexplicable smile, and said softly: "I think I should go to find someone first." ”

Someone I don't know, but who must have a relationship with me.

Touching the red gourd on his waist, Zhou Bai said secretly in his heart.