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rushed all the way back to the Pure Land of the West Heaven Buddha Kingdom, and with the help of the Red Flame Bodhisattva, the three of them finally covered up the matter of lamp oil together.

Not long after this matter subsided, the reincarnated spirit boy Jin Chanzi, who had been harvested on the side of the Tongtian River, also returned to the Buddha Kingdom in a flash, according to the reaction of the people who saw the golden cicada, the little monk's mood seemed quite good.

After the monkey heard the news that the golden cicada had returned to the Buddha country, he was angry and found the little monk of Jiangliu, wanting to break with the other party about whether the goldfish monster should die or not.

Monkeys have never liked to fight with their mouths to fight with their mouths, and this set just happens to be applicable to the golden cicada, so the two of them don't talk nonsense, since for the two of them, the last word is not told by mouth, then don't come to that vain brain, whose fist is naturally the truth of a fight.

So the two hit it off, and the next day they met, the old place was not seen and scattered, and the so-called old place was the wasteland outside the Pure Land where the two met and killed each other.

Early the next morning, the monkey went to the meeting alone, and the golden cicada came alone without ambiguity, and both of them were cheerful people, so they skipped the opening scolding battle of the general stubble frame and directly entered the stage of the weapon fight.

On this day, I only heard the sound of ping-pong in the gray wasteland outside the Pure Land, if you don't know, you will think that a lot of mineral deposits have been found in this place, or how to jump out of so many blacksmiths overnight, ping-pong rang all day.

It's a big battle, the monkey and the little monk are so dark that it's dark, but the golden cicada has never had any personal relationship in Buddhism, so there are no cheerleaders to watch the battle.

The monkey did have a cheerleader Qu Qingyan who could be invited, but for some reason, he didn't talk to Qu Qingyan about it at all.

As a result, the result of this dragon fight, except for the two parties, is destined to be known to no one else.

It's just that the next day, a monk in the Buddha country sent a message back, saying that something happened to the gray wasteland outside the Pure Land, and somehow several large pits ranging from a few zhang to a dozen zhang in a radius were blown up.

No, that's not all, a group of purple-skinned demon wolves with about 100 heads originally entrenched in that area also strangely disappeared the next day, and later they were found in the big pit, and it turned out to be a place of purple blood and minced flesh.

Okay~ A group of more than 100 high-grade heavenly soldiers, the purple-skinned demon wolves in the realm of the junior half-heavenly general, didn't even leave a complete corpse.

When Wukong and Jin Chanzi went out of the city, they were both in high spirits.

The monkey's golden hoop stick is held on the back of the neck, and the two hands are each put on the stick from the back to the front.

What about the golden cicada, the saffron robe is draped on the ground, the Jiuxi Zen staff is held in the hand and walks leisurely, and a string of demon-descending pestles on the waist follow the pace, making a crisp sound of jingle bells.

But after most of the day, I came to see the two people who came back from outside the city.

The monkey's golden hoop stick is gone, I don't know if it was withdrawn into the body, or it was beaten back into the body, the original delicate face, now it can be said to be blue and purple, the two pale golden pupils are dim and dim, and even the size is very strange against the backdrop of the swollen eye sockets, the short golden hair that was fluttering backwards before is now like a ball of paste on the top of the skull, twisted into a very indecent posture, only a few flies can be used as embellishments to pretend to be excrement, one left and one right The two pointed ears are also half drooping listlessly, and the whole person can't wait to hang on the body of the golden cicada on the side。

The brand-new monk's robe that he had changed into before going out was gone, except for a few cloth bands tied with most of his pants missing.

The golden cicada on the side is not much better, this little monk has an excellent face, what that face looked like when he went out of the city, and what it looks like now, but the things on his body are completely deformed.

A crooked cane in his hand, if it weren't for the few copper rings at the top that were too eye-catching and easy to recognize, it could be said that he couldn't see the shadow of the former Jiuxi Zen staff at all.

Most of the strings of demon-descending pestles on his waist were missing, and the few remaining fruits, the most intact one was also broken from the root, and only the golden ball was left without any sharpness.

The originally incomplete rosary in his hand is very well protected from his face, but the red six-way robe on his body, which was originally not stained with dust, is now gray as if he had just been taken out of the ashes.

The posture of walking seems to be much better than that of a monkey, and every step is very 'solid', and I can't wait to fully explain the sentence of one step at a time, but every time I lift my feet, the corners of my mouth are pulled, and the faint mist in my eyes can explain some of the secrets of inadequacy and outsiders.

After the two returned to the city, a full ten days have passed, and the Buddha has never seen any of these two figures, the golden cicada has always been deep and introverted, and the monkey is an idle character, which really makes some unknown strange for many days.

Ten days later, when the two of them reappeared in everyone's sight, some of the filth formed by the goldfish monster in the Tongtian River seemed to be completely turned over.

After the golden cicada cultivated, he began the journey of preaching the teachings and promoting the Dharma, and began to continue the seemingly aimless journey of wandering around Xiniu Hezhou.

As for the monkey, the mission assigned by Guanyin Bodhisattva is not over yet, and following the golden cicada, he has returned to the embarrassing role of saying that the assistant is not an assistant, that the entourage is not an assistant, and that the guard is not guarded.

In the journey between the two, it was naturally not smooth sailing, stumbling and stumbling, and friction broke out from time to time, followed by several three-time fights, but the strange thing is that the relationship between Wukong and Jin Cicada was not weakened, but seemed to have a little bit of glue-like meaning.

On the other side, Qu Qingyan was still doing the work of worshiping the Buddha Gate Supreme Treasure Glass Cup, while nourishing the glass cup with his own fire spirit Yuan power, and at the same time using the glass cup to comprehend the secret of the fire spirit body.

Huang Tian lived up to his painstaking efforts and nourished the glass cup for a year, and Qu Qingyan finally comprehended the mystery of the body of the fire spirit.

Therefore, the connection between it and the glass cup has become more and more mysterious.

Even the Red Flame Bodhisattva, who has enshrined the glazed cup for an unknown amount of time, sometimes has to admit that people have to die more than people and have to throw away goods than goods, and now if they are fighting for the control of the glazed jar, it must be Qu Qingyan, who has won the earth's fire, has the upper hand.