"Yun'er, Da Ri Rulai is too cautious, it can be seen from this significant eastward move that only four seemingly inconsequential sect members were dispatched, plus the Buddhism is secretive about this matter, obviously Da Ri Rulai still has taboos, and with the intention of stopping at any time when the situation is not good, the news spread by the teacher is precisely to cut off the retreat of Da Ri Rulai......"

"Master, do you mean that Da Ri Rulai has the intention of sacrificing four people to preserve the Buddha Sect?"

"It's not wrong for you to understand it like this, Dari Rulai also knows in his heart that even if the current Buddha Sect has a three-star realm saint like him, he is definitely not the opponent of the Heavenly Court that dominates the Three Realms. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"The disciple of the master doesn't understand, since Da Ri Rulai also knows the situation, then why does he still tease the heavenly court several times, so he is not afraid that he will really set himself on fire and harm the great foundation of the Buddha Sect?"

Tongtian Sect Master said: "Yun'er, the key to this is not something that can be said in a few words, but you are right about one thing before, Xiniu Hezhou has been a thorn in the eye of Heavenly Court all these years, I am afraid that Haotian Xiaoer really has the intention of taking the Buddha Sect to open the knife, so Da Ri Rulai will strike first, and the Buddha Sect and Heavenly Court are really fighting without a chance of winning, in the final analysis, the difference between victory and defeat may not be in the mortal realm, but in the high heavenly realm......"

"Huh?" Yunxiao really didn't understand this time, but unfortunately the Tongtian Sect Master didn't mean to say it deeply.

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However, it is said that after Wukong and his party left the Pure Land of Po Sao, they went straight into the western desert of Xiniu Hezhou, which is so barren and barren, and there are often demon wolves running rampant, and there is no one to see at all.

Eating on weekdays was originally mostly handed over to Wukong to fly to Zhang Luo in the distance, but gradually found that the monkey was unreliable, either he didn't return for a whole day, or he forgot to bring it to everyone after eating.

can only elect a more reliable Zhu Ganglie to operate, but Zhu Ganglie's cloud technique has also been completely banned by the Buddha, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, so most of them are game dishes found in the desert, or they eat sand fruits to satisfy their stomachs.

However, the desert is barren and difficult for people and animals to survive, and the game is very rare, and occasionally a bird in the sky is not enough to stuff the teeth, and the sand fruit is delicious but the number is even more barren.

Finally, the rumor that walked out of nowhere, saying that the flesh of the golden cicada could make the cultivation of the demon clan soar, so that the group cheered up a little, and occasionally encountered the little demon who did not transform or the demon beast domesticated by the monster, but it could also improve the food.

But no matter how delicious things are, there is always a time when you can eat enough, not to mention that those monsters have rough skin and thick meat, even if they have Zhu Ganglie's skillful cooking, they are still unpalatable.

This Wukong took two bites of the monster meat steak that was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, but it was very strong, and after crunching and chewing a few bites and barely swallowing it, he finally couldn't help but throw the meat steak to the ground, "I can't stand it anymore, my old grandson can't stand it anymore, the flesh of these demon beasts is hard and woody, eat it on the last meal, eat it on the next meal, eat it on the next meal, and eat it My grandson is disgusted when he sees the monster now." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and grabbed Zhu Ganglie's shoulder beside him, and shook it vigorously, "Old Zhu, even if I beg you, can't you change some food for us?"

Zhu Ganglie was chewing his share of the meat steak slowly at this time, and was suddenly shaken by the monkey, and the meat steak in his hand almost fell, but fortunately, Zhu Ganglie's fingertips instantly stretched out a few golden threads as thin as hair, and skewered the meat chop so that it did not fall to the ground.

Zhu Ganglie slowly grasped the meat steak back in his hand, and was just about to speak, but Sha Langlan on the side could no longer see it and said first: "Dead monkey, can you live in peace, this western desert is lifeless, let alone people, even ordinary animals, you can't see one and a half all day long, where do you let us go to find food for you, just these monsters that we eat now, thanks to the fragrant sweet potato of the golden cicada, if you like to eat or not, rake~"

Saying that, he gestured to the other side, but it was the direction of Ryoma Ao Qingchen, who was pitiful of a divine horse, who had just come out of the Pure Land with sideburns and white body as jade, and now it has only been a month and he has lost weight all over the place.

It turns out that this dragon horse has always fed on several kinds of spiritual grass in the Pure Land of Posa and has eaten a little meat, but now that he has left the Pure Land, where to find the spiritual grass that he is used to eating.

At present, this western desert, not to mention the spirit grass, it is not easy to even find an edible grass, some time ago, Ao Qingchen was hungry and ruthless, and he gritted his teeth and ate some demon beast meat steaks, but unfortunately he only ate it once or twice, and he really couldn't stand the demon beast's own qi, and since then, he has completely relied on absorbing some heaven and earth aura every day to maintain his vitality.

As for the golden cicada river, it is stronger than Longma Ao Qingchen, but it is also really limited, and the person has lost a lot of weight under the sharp decrease in appetite, but the temperament of the dust on the body is getting stronger and stronger.

According to the monkey's statement of schadenfreude at the beginning, this little monk is so picky that he doesn't need to go east to preach, I am afraid that it will not be many days before he will become a Buddha hungry.

In the whole month, only Sha Langlan, Wukong, and Zhu Ganglie endured it, but seeing the monkey now, they couldn't help it.

Hearing Sha Langlan's words, Wukong raised his eyebrows, "Dead fish, don't tell Uncle Sun that you can still live this ghost life, you really can't eat enough of this stinky monster meat?"

Sha Langlan tore at his share of the meat steak and said disdainfully: "I really don't understand you individuals, it's good to eat to fill your stomach, and you are so picky, if you don't eat it, give me the rest of you, but I haven't eaten yet?"

The monkey rolled his eyes, but he subconsciously collected his own piece of meat steak, ignored the cold Sha Langlan, turned his head and asked: "Pig head, you give my grandson a thorough understanding, how long do we have to walk to get out of this ghost desert, and when can we live a normal life." ”

As a result, it was Sha Langlan who took over the conversation and said: "Dead monkey, you have walked this road many times, and how much time is there to get out, we should have asked you, but now why did you ask us instead." ”

But because Wukong had a somersault cloud, he was originally the guide of the eastbound team, but unfortunately this guide was very unreliable and was dismissed by the remaining few people.

The monkey pouted when he heard this, "Dead fish, are you stupid~ Although my grandson has walked this way I don't know how many times, but there was another time when he relied on a pair of legs, which time was not in the clouds and drove the clouds away, with the speed of my grandson's somersault clouds, flying through this desert can't even blink an eye, and where do you know how long it will take. ”

Speaking of this, the monkey's eyes rolled wildly and said: "Otherwise, if you stay here for a while, Rong Lao Sun will fly out to explore the distance and come back to inform you, maybe you can find some good food, do you think it's good?"

When Ryoma Ao Qingchen heard Wukong say this, his eyes bloomed with a little longing, but he was embarrassed to ask the monkey to bring him some forage.

Even the golden cicada had a flash of hesitation in his eyes, not knowing whether to let the monkey go or not.

Or Sha Langlan debunked: "Dead monkey, you still want to come to this set, which time to let you go is not that you have eaten enough by yourself and come back after you have played enough, which time you remember our hard-working brothers again, to tell you that this time I don't think about it, there is a saying in the mortal world that says good, it is called happiness and hardship, you don't want to run by yourself, come to Lao Zhu, let's hold him down together, don't let him slip away." ”

However, Wukong had already guarded against Sha Langlan's move, and in a flash, he let the hungry tiger that had passed Sha Langlan pounce, "Hehe, dead fish, I have already guarded against your move." ”

As he spoke, he dodged a few sand arms sticking out of the ground, summoned a somersault cloud, and shook his tail at the sand, and was about to step on the cloud to be happy by himself, when he suddenly felt that the sky was dark.

When I turned my head, I saw that there was a big sand wave behind me that covered the sun, and I was about to smash my head down, and scolded in my mouth, "You stinky fish, you're really ruthless~"

Before he finished speaking, he was buried in a large piece of sand, and when he came out, he was already disgraced, and he pounced on it and fought with the sand.

Zhu Ganglie watched from the sidelines, and a thin golden film of light formed in front of his eyes, blocking the flying sand and dust from the outside, preventing the ashes from falling on the meat steak in his hand.

Just as he was watching with relish, he suddenly felt a golden light passing by him, and recognized it as a demon-slaying pestle.

But it was the golden cicada who saw the monkey and Sha Langlan fighting inextricably and took care of himself, so he helped Sha Langlan with his hand, and hit Wukong's ass with a pestle, so angry that the monkey screamed.

Zhu Ganglie turned his head and saw the golden cicada walking over slowly, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Master?"

This act is to cover people's eyes and ears to facilitate the promotion of Buddhist teachings, before leaving, the big day Rulai is to arrange the identity of several people, Jin Chanzi Jiangliu is naturally as a great monk who preaches the Fa, and the remaining Zhu Ganglie, Sha Langlan and Wukong are respectively pretending to be the three disciples of Jiangliu monks.

It's just that Wukong and Sha Langlan have never taken Da Ri Rulai's advice seriously, and they still call them by the name Jin Chan on weekdays, and only Zhu Ganglie will call Master Jin Chanzi.

It was not the first time that Jin Chanzi had heard the title of Master from Zhu Ganglie, but he still couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he spoke: "I want to know how many days will it take to get out of this desert at the current speed?"

Zhu Ganglie thought back to the map of Xiniu Hezhou, and compared the positions of several people, and only after making a rough inference did he speak: "Master, don't worry, if it's fast, it's five days, and it's seven days if it's slow, we will definitely be able to get out of the desert, and if we're lucky, we might be able to meet someone earlier......"