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"you in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun! My Huaguo Mountain child, how can I allow you to bully like this!" Sun Wukong started from his heart, where to care about your Mingyue Mountain, where to care about you, who you are, the Xuanwu stick in his hand, straight to the person in the brocade robe. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Without waiting for the brocade robe people to make a move, the next six people in green clothes will hold the dust, straight up, Sun Wukong a stick in front of the front, straight will meet each other, the stick goes straight, its momentum in the center, left and right folding, suddenly wailing loudly.

"Beasts also come to learn from monks!" Sun Wukong said angrily, the long stick was swept away, and everyone was about to fall down, the man in splendid clothes, scolded a waste in his mouth, flicked his long sleeves, and pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and the cold light flashed, and he had to meet each other.

Sun Wukong's body was shaking, he dodged the soft sword, grabbed the basalt stick with his right hand, and smashed it down, the brocade robe man was supported by the iron plate bridge, his wrist shook, and there was a "buzz" sound, and a cold light was thrown down.

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, picked up the Xuanwu stick, and went away, with his hands folded, like a punch, straight down to bombardment, ordinary people fighting, how can there be a reason to abandon the army in battle, the brocade robe man was supposed to find the opportunity, the long sword went along the stick, and he saw the punch, but he couldn't dodge, and his chest was stuffy at the moment, and he was knocked to the ground.

Sun Wukong got up and held the stick, pulled it back with one hand, and smashed it when he returned, and the brocade robe man wanted to get up, and there was a muffled "snap" again, and he had to fall to the ground!

"Eat my old grandson!" Sun Wukong shouted, smashed the Xuanwu stick in his hand, the brocade robe man was shocked, and hurriedly put his hand into his arms, and when he touched the yellow talisman, he pulled it out, and the yellow talisman suddenly burned, and it was a thunderbolt on the dry land, and a red light blasted down.

People who cultivate immortals, don't say that they call for wind and rain, it will be difficult to move mountains and seas, this kind of dry land flashing method, but everyone will be an ordinary method, although Sun Wukong knows this, but how to cultivate for a big fall, only to get the golden pill period, then want to avoid the lightning can not dodge, the next sound is being bombarded.

Sun Wukong's ears rang, but he felt that it was hot behind him, and suddenly a heat wave surged, and it was lightning that went straight down, igniting the clothes!

Fortunately, this kid is not good at learning, if it weren't for this rest! Sun Wukong pinched a cold sweat, and pulled out the burning clothes, and the onlookers were frightened, seeing the appearance of the monkey, the heart of watching the excitement, suddenly disappeared without a trace, and shouted "monster" in his mouth, and he would run away.

The brocade robe man saw that the lightning could not do it, and his heart was even more shocked, at this time, how to take care of the previous "master" image, and crawled straight away, running out, Sun Wukong's heart was on fire, how to let it go, got up and moved forward, grabbed the man's ankle, and dragged it over.

"The monkey master spares his life! the monkey master spares his life!" The brocade robe man looked pampered at a glance, and he had little experience in the world, and when he panicked, he had to cry, "I ...... I am the son of the Qingzu Patriarch of Mingyue Mountain Electric Electric, you ...... If you let me go, Mingyue Mountain will give you the treatment of the elder, like a guest!"

The name of the patriarch, how can ordinary people be available, just Zhen Yuanzi is so cultivated, he doesn't dare to call himself the patriarch, and in Sun Wukong's heart, there is only one person who can be the word "patriarch", and that is his own teacher - Bodhi Patriarch!

"Patriarch, dare to call the patriarch!" Sun Wukong's heart was on fire, how could he hear the electric opening begging for mercy, picking up a stick, and the blood splashed everywhere, poor electric opening, he wanted to save his life in the name of the patriarch, but he didn't want to harm his own life.

"This ...... This...... How did this monkey demon kill the electric power?"

"Let's go, let's go! If you let the people of Mingyue Mountain Electric Qingdao know, I'm afraid that it will not be peaceful in the future!"

"This ...... This villain is in the end, but he pities this monkey demon...... I'm afraid that it is, I'm afraid that I won't be able to die in ......"

When the electric power turned on and died, everyone suddenly discussed, and a bold person had to stand up: "Little ...... Little master, this ...... This electric opening is the son of the chief of the Qingdao of Mingyue Mountain, today you beat him to death, the chief of the road will not spare you, while the time is still early, go quickly, don't delay in the line. ”

If according to this quality, Mingyue Mountain has the name of the three-star cave, and it is definitely not the root vein on the Lingtai square inch, this time, I don't want to be wrong, Sun Wukong shook his head, secretly disappointed, looked at the old monkey, got up and went over, but I didn't want the monkey to be weak and sick, and after a toss, he was exhausted and died.

Sun Shi's grandfather and grandson, this time there is one more old monkey, all of them met their own deaths, Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel cold when he thought about it, could it be that he came back and got the fortune of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, but he met everyone and died?

Seeing this, the nine-tailed fox lay on his shoulder and gently licked and comforted, Sun Wukong sighed, picked up the old monkey, got up and left, and did many evil things on weekdays, and everyone was afraid of it and disgusted.

About half a day's effort, Sun Wukong hugged the old monkey, saw the mountains in front of him, verdant and beautiful, the mountains and forests of the heart, the mountains and forests of return, although this time it is not a flower and fruit mountain, but it is also a dense green forest, a resting place.

After burning incense, Sun Wukong buried the old monkey in it, and he had no money and food on his body, so he could only make sacrifices to the mountains and stones, and make incense with weeds, and bury his good life: "When my old grandson returns to his original appearance, he will return your fallen leaves to his roots and be buried on Huaguo Mountain." ”

After that, Sun Wukong got up to leave, but he had to think about it, he didn't know how many years and years he was here again, if he would forget, it would be a great sin, if he found a bluestone this time, set up traces, and it was good to find it when he came: "Little demon, when I wait here, I will go back after a while." ”

The nine-tailed fox knew that Sun Wukong's heart was not smooth, and he was also well-behaved, nodding his head on the side, Sun Wukong took the basalt stick and walked to the mountain, but this mountain was weird, only scattered gravel, but there was no material to make a stone tablet.

Sun Wukong does not believe in evil, the more he sees the gravel, the more he is dissatisfied, the more he goes deeper into the mountain, turning back and forth, I don't know how long it takes, he listens to the sound of gurgling water, goes along with the sound, he sees a pool of clear water falling here, the clear spring on it falls slowly, the stream is murmuring under it, next to the pond water, there is a bluestone road, the twists and turns go straight to the mountain, the pond is on the side, is standing on one side of the bluestone, about nine feet high, three feet horizontally, it is a good shape to make a monument.

Sun Wukong was so happy that he got up to look, and saw that the bluestone was covered with the words "Bright Moon Mountain, outsiders are forbidden".

Mingyue Mountain! It's Mingyue Mountain again! You Mingyue Mountain has such a big habit, this mountain is a natural thing, how can it become a place for you! The more Sun Wukong thinks about it, the more angry he gets in his heart, thinking that your teachers are all ordinary people who open electricity, and my old grandson took your boundary stone today and made it to be a tablet!

Sun Wukong raised the basalt stick, and smashed it to the stone, this stick fell, and he heard a sound of "click", not the bluestone was broken, nor the stick was broken, but it was opened in the middle of its mountainside, and a hole fell out, and five Taoist priests came out here: "Mingyue Mountain, who is splashing here?"

If there is really a nest of snakes and rats, the smell is the same, Sun Wukong said coldly: "I will demolish your mountain gate, what can I do?"

"Bold fanatics, Mingyue Mountain is not a place for you to spread wild!" came to hear it and was angry, and the words fell, each holding a sharp sword, surrounding Sun Wukong in the middle.

"It's a good Taoist priest, I want to be a thief, today I am my grandson, I'll give you some color and take a look!" Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and saw that 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals were not afraid, but this time there were only five people, and they didn't take it to heart.

The man hurriedly raised his sword to meet him, and the other four people also looked at the long sword, Sun Wukong's stick walked in a circle, and a swing behind him, his steps trembled, the stick went straight to the ground, and a kick went straight to the man's chest.

Sun Wukong turned around and swung, the stick was like the wind, whistling and sweeping, the long swords in everyone's hands were knocked down, and then he swung his arm, and his fist fell into his chest, smashing everyone away: "The hairy boy who has not dried up dares to learn to dance with a knife and a stick?"

Sun Wukong said, flicking the blade of the knife with one hand, and was cutting off the stele: "I borrowed this stele from my grandson, and it will take three or five months, and then I will return it to you." ”