Tang Song looked at the Wuzhuang Temple in front of him, and sighed, he didn't expect that this catastrophe should be on the two Taoist children of Qingfeng Mingyue, he thought it was one of the few times for the Western trip to give benefits, but he didn't expect it to evolve into a Shura field.

According to the plot of the original work, this should be a tribulation with a minimalist difficulty coefficient, as long as it is operated properly, not only can you get ginseng fruit, but it is also expected to expand the connections of the Three Realms and connect with Zhen Yuanzi at the level of power.

But he didn't expect that a Taishang Laojun suddenly popped up in the middle, whether it was the appearance of the Xuandu Grand Master or Zhen Yuanzi's later move, it made this catastrophe too variable.

But speaking of this Xuandu Grand Mage, Tang Song swallowed and spat at the mouth, saying that it was possible for him to make a move, after all, speaking of Xuandu Mage, he is Lao Tzu's only apprentice, although he has never made a move, but presumably his strength is probably better than the twelve golden immortals, if he makes a move this time, Sun Wukong and the three of them will definitely have no power to fight back.

The more Tang and Song thought about it, the more reasonable they felt, after all, although Zhen Yuanzi had a wide range of magical powers, it was unlikely that he would do such a thing of going back on his word, the ginseng fruit was extremely precious to others, but for Zhen Yuanzi, who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, it was actually the same thing, and he would never do such a thing for the sake of just two ginseng fruits.

After all, he is a disciple of a saint, and he will definitely intervene in the calamity, once the Heavenly Dao detects it, it is not said that it is the Xuandu Master, even the Taishang Laojun can't afford it.

Tang Song felt that his mind was getting more and more chaotic. The three names of Taishang Laojun, Master Xuandu, and Zhen Yuanzi kept wandering in their minds, stirring up a muddy water in their heads.

But no matter what, this time you must avoid being scattered, otherwise you will be broken one by one like the last time, and you won't know who is making the shot until you die.

Even if it's death this time, you must figure out who is behind it.

"That monk, why did you stay in front of my Taoist temple for a long time, but is there anything wrong?" Qingfeng saw Tang Song standing at the door of his Taoist temple in a daze, and couldn't help but shout impatiently.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the ginseng fruit!" Tang Song came back to his senses, looked at the breeze and bright moon at the door, and suddenly became angry, and shouted directly.

Breeze and Bright Moon: "......"

Is this the legendary robbery? The two Taoist boys looked confused, it seems that this is a stubble, the world has opened up so far, no one has ever dared to rob the ginseng fruit in front of the Wuzhuang Guanmen, today is finally a long insight.

The three of Sun Wukong are also in a state of blindfolding, what happened to this monk all of a sudden? Obviously, he praised that person just now, and carefully told them not to make trouble, why is it their turn to be so horizontal?

"Y-What did you say?" asked Qingfeng in disbelief.

"What nonsense, I'll let you hand over the ginseng fruit!" Tang Song said angrily.

"Bold monk! Dare to go to my Wuzhuang Guan Gate to spread wild! When I have no one in the view?! Look at me to teach you a good lesson this time!" Qingfeng was so angry that he jumped so high, as a disciple of Zhenyuan Daxian, he had never been treated like this, pointing at Tang Song and scolding.

"Oops!"

Tang Song was too lazy to take care of the mad dog-like breeze, and slapped his head suddenly, just now he was coldly blinded, and now he suddenly remembered that at this stage, the Xuandu Archmage had not yet come, which means that Zhen Yuanzi had not decided to give him two ginseng fruits, no wonder these two little guys were so shocked.

"Okay, okay, okay, it was a poor monk's mistake just now. ”

Tang Song waved his hand impatiently and said, "The poor monk knows that the two of you were deliberately sent by Zhen Yuanzi to stop me at the door, and I don't want to see the poor monk, an old man, and I don't want to entertain me with ginseng fruit." However, the poor monk never thought that the ancestor of the dignified immortals would be so stingy, and he felt sorry for the ginseng fruit and just said it clearly, so why use other things as an excuse? He also said that there was no cause and effect with the poor monk, so was the tea of the golden cicada at the Bon Festival in those years given to the Buddha? The tenth reincarnation was an old man, and the ninth reincarnation became a stranger! It is really chilling!

Tang Song said it to Qingfeng Mingyue on the surface, but in fact, it was for Zhen Yuanzi inside, Tang Song was indeed a little disappointed, as the first time to listen to Hongjun's preaching, the dignified ancestor of the earth immortals, acted so intimidating.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting in the room, quietly opened his eyes, sighed and shook his head: "Ignorant child, everyone in the world thinks that the reincarnation of the tenth life is the beginning of the tribulation, but they don't know that the actual tribulation has already begun, and now that the avenue is chaotic, how can I intervene." ”

As a great power that existed in the Chaos Period, no one knows the horror of the Tribulation better than him, even at his level, there is a risk of falling if he is not careful. And he is low-key, and he never participates in sectarian luck disputes, so he avoided the previous tribulations, even if someone asked him, he was also blocked back.

Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes again, there is no cause and effect, why bother to rob.

"Bold! dare to slander my master!" Qingfeng's little face turned red, and he pointed at Tang Song and shouted: "My master only asked me to wait and guard the gate to prevent you, a monk, from coming in, when did you say something like no cause and effect with you?!"

"That's what I said later, but I said it anyway, but don't worry, he will change his mind in a while, and the poor monk will wait outside for a while, and then talk to you when the Xuandu Grand Master comes. Tang Song said.

Qingfeng Mingyue and the two Taoist boys heard the clouds and mountains and mist, and Qingfeng sneered: "It's all nonsense! The Grand Master of Xuandu has not been here for a long time, how could he suddenly come to the door today? You, the monk, want to talk about it again, leave here quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

Tang Song didn't bother to explain, so he walked to a tree opposite, sat cross-legged on the ground, and waited quietly.

"Pretending to be a ghost. Qingfeng sneered disdainfully, but he didn't stop it.

"Wukong, Bajie, Wujing, don't remember, after entering Wuzhuang Temple this time, you must not run around at will, and the four of us will try to get together as much as possible. Tang Song looked at every face and solemnly explained.

"Elder, people won't let us in at all, so be careful!" Zhu Bajie said with a depressed face.

"Don't worry, just wait for one more person to come, and Zhen Yuanzi will change his mind. Tang Song said lightly.

"Who?" the others were a little curious.

Tang Song smiled and said nothing, Master Xuandu acted extremely low-key, and even in the long river of time, he rarely appeared, so even if he mentioned it, I am afraid that few people know about it.

"Elder, what about me?" At this time, the white dragon horse also came over and asked.

"You-just feel free! Tang Song patted the white dragon horse's head and said expressionlessly.