Mingyue was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said: "Senior brother said that I am only more than 1,000 years old, how can I compare with all the senior brothers?

Qingfeng also nodded and said: "Yes, our senior brother has a short cultivation time, if you want to eat a bite of ginseng fruit, I don't know what year and month it will take, but now there is an excellent opportunity in front of us." ”

Mingyue's eyes flashed, and she hurriedly lowered her head to cover up: "What does Senior Brother mean?"

Qingfeng smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Why don't we simply drive that monk away this time, and then leave those two ginseng fruits, and then our senior brothers-"

Mingyue was shocked when she heard this, and stammered: "This, how can this be!

Qingfeng interrupted casually: "God knows this matter, you know it, I know, if you don't say it, I won't say it, how can the old man know?

"But if the old man asks......" Mingyue licked her lips, as if she was a little moved.

"Let's drive the monk away later, and when the master comes back, we'll say that we've handed over the ginseng fruit to him, anyway, the master won't see the monk, so let's just say it?"

"But in case the matter is revealed—"

"If the matter fails, you push it on me!" Qingfeng said impatiently, "Why are you so cowardly! If you want my mother-in-law again, I will have those two ginseng fruits for myself!"

Hearing what Qingfeng said, the corners of Mingyue's mouth couldn't help but hook up a hidden smile, and hurriedly pretended to be in a hurry and said, "Since the senior brother has said so, how can the senior brother not give up his life to accompany him?"

Qingfeng laughed loudly, and patted Mingyue's shoulder with his little hand, "It's a great thing, how can it become like a sin in your mouth?"

Mingyue smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the look in her eyes was uncertain, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Then I will drive the monk away now, so that there will be no further incident. Qingfeng looked like he was in a hurry, turned around and walked out.

"Senior brother, slow down. ”

Mingyue hurriedly stepped forward to stop Qingfeng, and said worriedly: "Although the monk is only a mortal in the flesh and has never practiced, the three monsters around him don't look very easy to mess with, especially the vicious monkey, the master closed the mountain protection array before going out, once they are messing around and refusing to leave, I'm afraid our senior brothers will have nothing to do with them." ”

"That's a problem, and it seems like it's going to take a long-term view. Qingfeng touched his chin, and his immature little face was full of sorrow.

......

Outside the Taoist temple, Qingfeng Mingyue left with the Taoist, and the four people of the Tang and Song dynasties were left out in the cold, like wild dogs living on the streets, and no one paid attention to them for a long time.

Tang and Song Dynasty were furious, he was also the ninth reincarnation of the golden cicada, as the so-called don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, after all, there was also a reason for the tea ceremony at the Bon Festival back then, and now the town Yuanzi is so bullying him!

Snobbery! I have suffered such a cold reception in the difference of reincarnation, it seems that the poor monk can only set up the ultimate curse of thirty years in front of your door in Hedong and Hexi for thirty years, don't bully the poor young man!

In fact, the ginseng fruit is far from having much effect on the Tang and Song dynasties, at most it is just to satisfy the desire of the tongue, for him, the ninth generation of scripture learners, not to survive the eighty-one difficulties, not to get rid of the fate of reincarnation, let alone live an extra 47,000 years, even if you live a million more years, it is useless, and it will still turn into ashes.

On the contrary, if he succeeds in getting out of reincarnation in the future, he will not be taken into account for only 47,000 years, but he will be determined to become a powerful person who punches Sanqing and kicks Hongjun, and when the time comes, it will be hundreds of millions of years and hundreds of millions of years to sleep casually, so why care about these tens of thousands of years.

So Tang Song originally wanted to use the ginseng fruit to lead to the catastrophe of Wuzhuang Guan, but as for whether he could eat the ginseng fruit, he actually didn't-well, it was all bragging just now, but in fact, he still cared a lot.

But this time Zhen Yuanzi actually gave him such a play, since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being unjust, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu risked his life to try it, and eat some Journey to the West sustenance, it is not in vain.

"Elder, it seems that people don't take you seriously at all! Even those two Dao boys dare to bully you like this. Zhu Bajie fanned the flames on the side, "It's better to let Brother Monkey simply sneak in and get a few out, it's better than being looked down upon outside." ”

"Taste it. Sha Wujing also nodded.

If that ginseng fruit is really so easy to take, let alone thirty knots in 10,000 years, there will be no three left, and I am afraid that even the roots of the tree will have to be gouged away.

The ginseng fruit must be taken, but a perfect plan must be made first, and the old goods of Zhen Yuanzi must first leave Wuzhuang Temple, otherwise everything is a mess.

"No!" the monkey refused coldly, Tang Song nodded with satisfaction, worthy of being the person who has been with me for the longest time, and has finally cultivated some reason.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the monkey walked to the door with the golden hoop stick, and said with a cruel smile: "Why bother! Lao Sun directly smashed the door open, and then snatched the ginseng fruit out of the way, wouldn't it be more painful!"

"Roll the ball!"

Tang Song didn't go back to his breath, you are so happy, dare to love Zhen Yuanzi's old pervert who can't do anything about the three of you, but Lao Tzu doesn't want to play any whip games with him, it hurts too much, and people generally put candles on at most after the whip, which is called fun, but this old pervert is especially on the oil pot directly, and the play is not too high!

Is this dripping up or splashing up! If you play all night, the poor monk's thin skin and tender meat will have to be turned into a dry-fried tenderloin.

Even if Zhen Yuanzi is known as the first beautiful man in Journey to the West, even if he is skilled, then he is also a master with a beard and something, and looking at the original description, it is obvious that he has a temperament, but he has mastered a lot of offensive skills, is this the legendary integration of attack and receiving?

Tang and Song shuddered, chrysanthemums for fruits, this market is not easy to grasp!

Just when Tang and Song were thinking wildly, Sun Wukong had already picked up the golden hoop stick and smashed it towards the gate in front of him, Tang Song's eyes were cracking, and it was too late to stop it, as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of bloody pictures, "Leather whip, hot oil, big chrysanthemum, poor monk is here!"

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came, Sun Wukong slammed a stick on the door of the Taoist temple, the imaginary picture of fragmentation did not appear, a light flashed, and the door was only flooded with layers of ripples, but it was the power of the shock that made the monkey take a few steps back.

Sun Wukong's eyes were dazzling, and he beat him again with a stick, but he still returned with a feather, the gate did not move, and he didn't even touch a piece of paint.

Tang and Song gasped, the Wuzhuang view of the evil gate, the golden hoop stick that weighed like a mountain and the strange power of Sun Wukong could not even break the door, and it was worthy of being the dojo of the ancestor of the earth immortals.