Zhen Yuanzi pretended not to see it and asked, "The elder is from the east, I don't know if he has passed through the barren mountains of the poor road?"

"Which treasure mountain is Asgard in?"

Zhen Yuanzi laughed and said, "Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Temple, have the elders been there?"

Sure enough, it was a bad comer! Sun Wukong moved on tiptoe, jumped in front of Tang Seng, and said between Zhen Yuanzi and Tang Seng: "No! No! We didn't pass through there!"

Zhen Yuanzi shook the dust, pointed at Sun Wukong and said with a smile: "You hairy monkey! Who are you fooling? You knocked down my ginseng fruit tree in my view, and ran here overnight, and you still don't confess? What are you arguing about? Don't go, go and return my tree as soon as possible!"

The master is coming to catch the thief! Sun Wukong secretly screamed bitterly, and the first strike was strong, and without saying a word, he raised the golden hoop stick and hit the head. Fastest updates

Zhen Yuanzi gently avoided it, and the auspicious clouds surged under his feet, rising into the air to reveal his true appearance. Sun Wukong rushed up and beat him headlessly. Zhen Yuanzi shook the dust a few times, blocked him for two or three rounds, gently stretched the sleeves of his robe against the wind, and swept over his sleeves with a move.

The sleeve robe is enlarged, as if it is a piece of heaven and earth, and it seems that everything is shrouded in the sleeve robe.

Sun Wukong saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly dodged. But there is infinite suction in the sleeve robe, and Sun Wukong's body is also like being imprisoned, unable to dodge, and is sucked straight into the sleeve. Tang Seng and the others below were also brought by people with horses and luggage, and they were caged into their sleeves for an ancient time.

"Oh no! we're all in bags!" Zhu Bajie shouted in panic.

"Idiot, it's not a bag, we're caged in his sleeves!"

"Is it the sleeves? It doesn't matter, watch me dig a few big holes in him with a palladium nail, and run out together!"

Zhu Bajie picked up the nail palladium and dug hard, this sleeve robe is soft to the touch, but the nail palladium is not a mark on it, let alone digging a hole.

The golden cicada was surprisingly quiet, anyway, Zhen Yuanzi would not harm himself, so why worry?

Zhen Yuanzi drove the cloud back to Wuzhuang Temple, and asked the apprentices to take the rope, reach out to the sleeve, and take out one person by one as if holding a clay puppet. Everyone has become smaller in their sleeves, and when they take it out, they are powerless to resist.

The first one to be taken out was the golden cicada, then Sun Wukong, then Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, all tied to the big pillar in front of the main hall with ropes.

Then he took out the white horse, and led it out, and tied it outside, and gave him some fodder, and took out the luggage, and put it under the eaves.

Among the four masters and apprentices, only Sun Wukong is still at ease.

Zhen Yuanzi instructed: "Apprentice, this monk is a monk, you can't use knives and guns, you can't add iron, bring me a leather whip out, beat them first, and give my ginseng fruit out of anger!"

The immortals immediately hurriedly took out a whip, not some cowhide, sheepskin, suede, calf skin, it turned out to be a seven-star whip made of dragon skin, immersed in a golden water dish formed by dragons, glowing with divine light.

"You have a lot of strength, you come and fight!" Zhen Yuanzi pointed to a disciple and asked him to do it.

The boy took out the whip and shook it twice out of thin air, crackling, and asked, "Master, which one to hit first?"

"If you don't respect your teacher, hit his master first!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he secretly said in his heart: "That old monk can't help beating, if a whip is broken, but it is my karma?" Hurriedly spoke: "Sir! What you said is not right! It was I who stole the fruit, and I was the one who ate the fruit, and it was still me who knocked down the tree, why didn't you beat me first, but what did you do with him?"

"This monkey is strong, so hit him first!"

The boy waved his whip and asked, "How much?"

"Thirty ginseng fruits, one fruit is whipped, and thirty whips are given!"

The boy was full of strength, picked up the whip and hit Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong saw Zhen Yuanzi's mana, and was afraid that his apprentices were also powerful, so he looked at the gesture of moving mountains without blinking.

Seeing that the whip was about to hit the legs, Sun Wukong silently recited the sound change, turning the two legs into two wrought iron legs.

The whip came down suddenly, and the wind was like an explosion, and Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha couldn't bear to look at each other.

But what kind of character is Zhen Yuanzi? Naturally, he saw Sun Wukong's little tricks, and he didn't expose him, but only pretended not to know.

Although the whip is made of dragon tendons, although the boy's strength is great, but Sun Wukong is not painful, whipping one whip after whip harder, hitting thirty times, and the time is noon.

The Taoist priests went back to their rooms to eat, leaving only two people to guard.

After eating, Zhen Yuanzi walked out with his disciples again, sat comfortably on the chair, looked at Sun Wukong and said: "This time I still want to beat Tang Seng, because he is not strict in teaching and allows his apprentices to behave indiscriminately." ”

Jin Chanzi looked at Sun Wukong and thought about it, it seems that Sun Wukong is still the same as a thousand years ago, and has not changed. As for the performance of Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha, they also look at it in their eyes, both of them are powerful figures in the magic of the immortal family, but they have no idea of replacing their whips.

If you think about it carefully, you can guess one or two, although Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Bajie promised to learn from the scriptures and travel westward, he had other intentions and other plans. And the curtain general Sha Wujing is willing to go west, but for the sake of a love word, he moved his heart and paid his heart, but the one in the sky abandoned it like a shoe, his heart is dead, and his love is desolate, so it is better to go west to pay off his love debts.

Jin Chanzi raised his eyes and saw that the boy walked over with the seven-star dragon whip, wanting to beat himself, Sun Wukong hurriedly said: "Sir is wrong again, when I went to steal the fruit, my master didn't know, he was talking to your apprentice in the palace! Even if there is a lesson that is not strict, as a disciple, I should be beaten on his behalf, so come and beat me again!"

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile: "This monkey, although he is cunning and treacherous, he also has some filial piety. Even if you wait like this, beat him. ”

The boy swung the seven-star dragon whip and began to fight again. After thirty lashes, it was dusk.

Sun Wukong looked down, his legs were like mirrors, they were all bright, and he didn't know any pain, it was getting late at this time.

"That's it for today, and torture again tomorrow!"

Zhen Yuanzi stood up and walked into the house. The disciples also went in for dinner.

There were only four masters and apprentices left in front of the main hall.

Jin Chanzi was grateful for Sun Wukong's kindness, but he only remembered it in his heart, and he didn't necessarily appreciate it on his face, and complained to the three apprentices with tears: "You have caused trouble and caused me to suffer here, what kind of truth is this?"

"Ah, old monk, why are you crying? You beat me, but you didn't beat you, what are you complaining about?"

"Although you didn't hit me, it hurt to tie me!"

"Master, why don't we tie up here with us!" Monk Sha comforted.

"Don't shout, keep your spirits up, wait a while and run away!" Sun Wukong said softly.

"Brother Monkey is bragging again! This hemp rope is sprayed with water and tied tightly, do you think it's still the same as being locked in the palace, you made the unlocking method open the door and ran away?" Zhu Bajie shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It's not me bragging, although these three strands of hemp rope are sprayed with water, where can they tie up the old grandson? Even if it is a thick brown cable, I treat it as an autumn wind, and it will disperse as soon as it blows!"

The three of them looked at Sun Wukong with disbelief in their eyes, and Sun Wukong waited silently with a relaxed expression.

After a long time, the Taoist priests in the temple all slept, and there was no sound. As soon as Sun Wukong moved, his body was smaller in a circle, and he moved again, and he moved again, and he fell to the ground by himself.

Sun Wukong got out, changed back to his normal size, and said to Jin Chanzi: "Master, you can go!"

Sha Wujing panicked and said, "Senior brother, save me and the second senior brother together!"

"Tap! tap!"

Sun Wukong made a silent gesture to Monk Sha, first helped Tang Seng untie the rope, and then went to untie Zhu Bajie and Monk Sha. Quietly, the four of them straightened their clothes, moved their bruised hands and feet, gently went over to saddle the horse, led the horse, took the luggage, and quietly went out of the gate.

Sun Wukong said to Zhu Bajie again: "You go and get four willows on the edge of the cliff." ”

"What do you want a tree to do?"

"It's useful, don't ask yet, get it quickly!"

When fleeing for his life, it is not allowed to say much, Zhu Bajie has always been very brute force, walked over, leaned over, arched with his mouth, one with his mouth, and arched four with three or two strokes, and hugged him with both hands.

Sun Wukong broke the branches and threw them away, leaving only the trunk of the tree, called Zhu Bajie, one person hugged two, and entered through the door, came to the front of the main hall, picked up the rope on the ground, and tied the four pieces of wood to the pillar like the Taoist priest in the previous Guanli tied them.

Tied up, Sun Wukong recited a spell, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed blood on the tree, and called "Change!"

One has become a golden cicada, one has become himself, one has become Zhu Bajie, and the other has become a sand monk, all of them have become the same, their mouths can also speak, and they will agree to their names.

"Good. Zhu Bajie secretly praised it.

The two of them were ready, ran out of the gate again, and caught up with the golden cicada and his party.

This night, like last time, I ran non-stop towards the main road.

At dawn, the golden cicada couldn't support it, swayed left and right on the horse, leaned forward and backward and dozed, and was about to fall off the horse several times.

Sun Wukong was afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would catch up again, so he urged Jin Chanzi and said: "Master, you are a dignified monk, why are you so easy to get tired? My old Sun will not sleep for a thousand nights, and he will not be sleepy! Get off the horse first, don't let the walkers see and laugh at you, wait a while to find a sheltered place under the hillside in front of you, and take a good rest before leaving!"

The golden cicada climbed off the horse, fought hard and walked forward, turned the hill, found a stone rock on the side of the road, rested his burden behind the stone rock, tied the horse, and rested temporarily.

The next morning, the Taoist priests in Wuzhuang Temple had breakfast and came to the main hall together.

"It's Tang Seng's turn today!" Zhen Yuanzi ordered to move the mountain.

This time, Sun Wukong didn't fight to beat him.

The boy took out the dragon tendon seven-star whip from the golden basin, snapped a few times, and came to the golden cicada.

Jin Chanzi Yuan opened his eyes, looked at him blankly, and did not speak.

"What do you want to do with me?" said the boy, raising his whip.

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