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Sun Wukong was locked in the stone prison, he was very bored, but the stone wall in this prison was smooth and slippery, and the surrounding things were not to say rock climbing, so he had to have three feet long wooden branches. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The light of the cave gradually slanted, sprinkled on the stone wall, Sun Wukong sighed, thinking that it was the west in the future, and I was afraid that I would have to spend it in this prison tonight......

At this time, outside the stone prison, he suddenly remembered a fox roar, Sun Wukong was shocked, it was the little demon outside, so he was busy getting up, learning the same in his mouth, and also making a fox sound, sure enough, the sound fell but the incense kung fu, and he saw the nine-tailed fox from the light hole out of the probe in.

Sun Wukong thought that there was someone outside the prison, so he was so busy making a forbidden gesture and whispered: "This hole is empty, quickly break some vines to help me out." ”

When he went up the mountain before, Sun Wukong found that there were many old trees in the mountain, and there were more green vines in the middle, which was enough to support the weight of one person.

Regardless of whether the nine-tailed fox understands or not, she relies on her strength, she wants to tear off the green vine, and she is afraid that she will not be able to return in a moment or three.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and saw the nine-tailed fox poking his head out of it, and he didn't think much about it at the moment, and climbed up with the green vine in his hand, but the more he went up, the more he frowned, how could the air be so much more white?

When Sun Wukong was thinking, he had already got his body out of the mountain pass, and before he could speak, he had to have a white rope fall straight down, tying him firmly, and there was a person here, dressed in a gray robe, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and he smiled when he poured it: "Ah...... Only...... It's you, the monkey, who follows the wind and the boy is in the ...... Yes...... Got into a fight in front of the mountain?"

Feng Yang is a big disciple of Mingyue Mountain, listening to the tone of this drunkard, he thinks that he is an elder in the mountain, but he can be dressed like this, but he does not look like a senior monk, but he looks like a disciple in the market, Sun Wukong knows that he can't tie up the demon lock when he gets out, and he doesn't struggle at the moment: "You Dao person, save my grandson out, that's it?"

The man laughed: "Save you? ”

Sun Wukong said angrily: "If you don't save it, you will let my old grandson go, and fight happily, how can it be a gentleman who is so bound?"

"Gentleman, Poor Dao is not a gentleman, and you monkey is not a gentleman, what is the gentleman doing here?" The man took another sip of wine and said, "Monkey, I know that you can climb the good help, so you and I will make a deal, and if this matter is successful, how about Poor Dao let you go?"

After spending a long time here, I'm afraid it's not a way, and no matter what this person asks, I will agree first, and then find a chance to get rid of it, Sun Wukong thought of this, and then said: "I don't know how to trade friends, I have to do this?"

The man said: "This is a mile to the east, there is a bright moon, there is a spiritual grass on the cliff, the name is immortal drunk, if you pick it with me, I will send you and this nine-tailed spirit fox away." ”

Immortal drunk? There are immortals drunk on this Mingyue Mountain? This immortal drunk is a wine-making thing, it is not a treasure for the immortal family, and the spirit grass is also far-fetched, however, this thing likes high, the fragrance is unique, every time it lasts for a long time, it will unconsciously be accompanied by a taste of elixir - rehmannia essence.

Rehmannia essence to the immortals, since the grass mustard in general, but for the cultivation of the truth, but there is a condensation of qi to replenish the spirit, open the meridians and veins, Sun Wukong just married the golden pill not long ago, if the thing is supplemented, the future cultivation is twice the result with half the effort.

Thinking that this drunkard is confused, he doesn't know the subtlety of Rehmannia, but regards the immortal drunk as a treasure, Sun Wukong turned the corner of his eyebrows, and he agreed to come down, and the two went on the same road, going straight to Mingyue Cliff.

The wind walks the valley, the more empty the more gathered, thinking that it is not far from the bright moon cliff, Sun Wukong thought, it is to see the mountain in front of the fierce head, like a dragon into the sea, towering down, if it is not for the drunkard to pull, afraid that the monkey has already rolled off the cliff, here the moon is as bright as snow, it will be sprinkled with silver light all over the mountain, under the bright moon cliff, the wide river goes straight through, rolling thousands of silver colors, rushing to the east.

The mountain wall is straight, then the horizontal shrubs, all have to be less, fluorescent and down, is to see a six-leaf comfrey, in the valley wind tilt and tremble, the immortal drunk ten years a long, every long year, there is one more leaf, its color is purple, the more purple the more pure wine.

When Sun Wukong was in the heavenly realm, he had seen Shou Xian Weng plant this thing, but the immortals were drunk, and they all had to pass through the purple condensation like jasper.

Although the bright moon cliff is beautiful, it is an axe and a knife to cut the general abruptness, if it is not an immortal, I am afraid that only apes, eagles can reach, the drunkard looks at the immortal drunk, seems to have left saliva, pointing to the grass and saying: "The purple grass is the immortal drunk, the old man has seen this grass for 20 years, if you will get it today, the old man will give you the thunder wood order is fine!"

The bright moon cliff is extremely dangerous, the immortal is drunk, there must be rehmannia essence, there is no such drunkard's words, Sun Wukong knows this, and will also think of coming, now he can see it, he will condense his eyebrows, hold the stone crack on the cliff with one hand, and jump down the mountain.

The immortal was drunk under the cliff, about three or five zhang away, Sun Wukong didn't dare to be careless, touched the mountain stone with his hand, and slowly descended, the drunkard was frightened when he saw it, and he couldn't stop shouting to be careful.

This drunkard is afraid that he is only worried about the drunkenness of the immortals, and does not pay attention to his own safety, Sun Wukong shut up coldly, his body went straight down the cracked stone, and the mountain wind blew coldly, so he put his hair on end a lot, and he was in a lot of spirit at the moment.

There are too few plants and trees here, if there will be more, I am afraid that this immortal will not survive at such an age when he is drunk, Sun Wukong touched the crack in the stone with his hand, and he wanted to move, but he emptied his hand, and the gravel hung straight down, and his heart was empty at the moment, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The drunkard was even more nervous, and he was busy and shouted: "You be careful!

"Shut up!" Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, knowing in his heart that he couldn't be careless, he was careful under his feet, and he had to be even more careful in his hands, and went down the stone, but three or five zhang away, it was more than when he made incense, and it was like this that the monkey knew what was hopeful and impossible.

Walking to the immortal drunk, Sun Wukong has a fine sweat, the eyes of the fairy grass swaying, slightly condensing green dew, I will spread my hands to get it, but I don't want the immortal drunk next to it, there is a crack more than three feet wide, just on the mountain, but because of the line of sight has not snooped, this time I can see, it is even more frightened, centipede likes wine, is there really such a poison here?

At this moment, there was a "chirping" sound on the stone wall, and a fishy smell was about to gush out from the cracks in the mountain.

But what to be afraid of, what to come, the more urgent the sound in the stone crevice, the more the gravel goes out, the two long whiskers go straight out of the mountain, Sun Wukong was shocked in his heart, his heart was really lucky, he pulled the shrub with one hand, picked up the sharp stone with the other, and smashed it with his hand.

That whisker is a centipede pathfinder thing, it is extremely light, and there is no hard shellfish wrapping, the sharp stone falls, and suddenly rises up to a thick yellow liquid, among which the centipede eats pain, and the mountain crevice is even more muffled, Sun Wukong wants to smash it down again, but he hears a crisp sound, and it is smashing on the head of the centipede.

This centipede has a red head and sharp teeth, the upper and lower jaws are like pincers, and there are two sharp teeth on the outside, the side eyes look at the monkey, the bow body is straight out, its body is black and red, reflecting the moonlight, it is shining brightly, falling twenty-one pairs of feet, raising a pair of pincer feet, like a sharp blade, the two phases interact, straight to pounce down.

Sun Wukong was frightened, but he hated that he had nothing to use in his hand, so he had to hurriedly dodge his reflexively, but on the cliff, how dexterous his body was, the centipede fell very quickly, and his pincers volleyed down in the air, and he was about to be embedded in the stone, so he had to pull it, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared on the monkey's back!

Sun Wukong took a breath of cool air, he didn't care about turning back at the moment, and went straight to the mountain wall, the drunkard was on it, and he could see the figure of the centipede, with a swing of long sleeves, a long sword, straight to throw it down, the centipede was big, he couldn't dodge, and he was cut off three or five steps by the long sword, and the thick yellow blood gushed out!