Sima Wuhe and even everyone in the family were shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly greeted him, putting Sun Wukong's family of three aside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sima Wuhe seemed to be acquainted with an old monk among the people who came, and he couldn't help but smile in his heart and bent over him, and said in awe: "It turned out that Elder Fayang came, and he didn't greet him from afar, and he hoped to forgive his sins." Then he greeted the other people one by one.

Among the people who came, four men and one woman, three male elders who were nearly half a hundred years old, one was wearing Taoist clothes, one was wearing Confucian clothes, and the other was wearing robes.

The woman, on the other hand, was wearing a purple dress, perfectly outlining her graceful and slender body, but she wore a veil on her face, which made her unable to see clearly, exuding a mysterious and cold atmosphere.

The monk who was called Elder Fayang by Sima Wuhe pointed to Confucianism and Taoism and Xi: "It's okay, the poor monk will introduce you first." This is the leading elder of the Confucian Sect Cultivation Mansion, and this is the Guiding Elder Tuhu of the Daomen Cultivation Mansion. In a few days, it will be the day when the Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism cultivation mansions will open their doors to accept disciples, and I am afraid that they will still need to trouble the Sima family!"

Sima Wuhe saluted one by one, and said with a flattering smile: "Where, as long as the elders are sent, the Sima family will definitely be a sword and a sea of fire, and they will not give up!"

The elders of the Second Confucianism and Taoism nodded, quite satisfied with Sima Wuhe's attitude.

Sun Wukong glanced at the elder in Taoist robes, lowered his voice and asked Sun Guoqing: "Father, mother, is the person from this sect from the Xiufu nearly two hundred miles west of here?"

Sun Guoqing and his wife never relaxed their vigilance, and after listening to Sun Wukong's question, Sun Guoqing nodded and replied: "Exactly, they should come this time for the annual acceptance of disciples in the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism Three Sects!" His eyes always fell on the monk Nafayang, and he was secretly guessing in his heart about the relationship between him and Sima Wuhe.

Sun Wukong nodded, the light in his eyes never faded, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Elder Fayang of the Buddhist Sect Cultivation Mansion suddenly glanced at the three of Sun Wukong, and said indifferently: "Master Sima, who are these three people?"

Sima Wuhe's eyes flashed with murderous intent, gritted his teeth and sighed: "Alas, the elder doesn't know, my youngest son Cheng'er was killed in Baizhang Peak yesterday, and the murderer is this son." But his parents indiscriminately want to protect their son!" After a pause, he approached Fayang and added in a low voice: "They are the Sun family back then!"

"Amitabha, the head of the Sima family also asks for condolences. Fayang nodded and made a mockery, looked at the three of Sun Wukong, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and said: "It turned out to be such a villain!"

"Villain?" Sun Wukong couldn't help but snort coldly, and sneered loudly: "I don't know the cause and effect, I make a conclusion here, this is the cultivation of your Buddhist cultivators? It's just stupid and ridiculous!" Sun Guoqing and his wife were even more angry and frowned, and their eyes were staring at Fayang tightly.

"Hmm!" Fa Yang's eyes were blank, he didn't expect Sun Wukong to dare to talk back, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his feet and walked towards Sun Wukong's threesome!

The two elders of Confucianism and Taoism glanced at each other, shook their heads and followed up, and the same was true of the two juniors, a man and a woman.

Seeing this, Sun Guoqing and his wife couldn't help but stand in front of Sun Wukong, staring at Fayang coldly!

Fa Yang's eyes met Sun Guoqing's eyes, and he scolded: "How is the cultivation of a poor monk, how can it be said by a junior like you?

Sun Guoqing and Peng Shuxian were angry in their hearts, and just wanted to reprimand them angrily, but Sun Wukong replied coldly: "For someone like you who thinks you are deceiving me, do I still need to treat each other with courtesy?

"You dare to humiliate my Buddha!" When these words came out, Fa Yang's old face turned red with shame, his killing intent bloomed, and his eyes stared at Sun Wukong, as if he was really angered by Sun Wukong's words.

Sun Guoqing and his wife are both running and cultivating, and they are not afraid to look at Fayang.

The two elders of Confucianism and Buddhism, Tu Huyan, glanced at each other, their eyes flashed with smiles, and they also looked at him with a little appreciation for Sun Wukong's boldness.

Fa Yang stood with his hands in his hands, staring at Sun Wukong and even his parents' eyes full of indifference and murderous intent, and said: "Master Sima, this son has insulted my Buddhism like this, even if there are a lot of Buddhas, the poor monk can't say that he wants to teach a lesson today, you have no opinion!"

Sima Wuji replied: "They provoke the majesty of Buddhism so much, they deserve to be punished!"

Fayang looked at Sun Guoqing, and his aura was even more powerful than Sun Guoqing, and the color of the crown on his head was even worse.

Regarding the singing and harmony of the two of them, Tu Huyan and the two of them only sneered, but did not make a sound.

"Haha, as my son said, the people in Buddhism are simply hypocritical and ridiculous!" Sun Guoqing smiled sadly and angrily, glaring at Fayang. They are facing the weakness of the Sima family, if they add this Buddhist elder Fayang, the result will be even worse, I am afraid that they will not even have a chance to escape!

"Old bald donkey, do you dare to touch my child?" Peng Shuxian was even more angry and didn't take a step back.

"Then don't blame the poor monk!" Fa Yang, who heard this, glanced at Sun Guoqing and his wife indifferently, and with a sneer, the spiritual power of the raised palm was condensed.

Tu Hu and Yanbi glanced at each other, their eyes flashed with a tangled look, as if they were hesitating whether to stop it, but they saw that the woman with the veil who had never made a sound suddenly walked towards Sun Wukong.

"Xia'er, what are you doing here?" The Elder Tuhu of the Daomen Cultivation Mansion asked out in confusion, and the young man with extraordinary aura also frowned slightly, and was about to stop it, but was signaled by the Daoist to stop.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong also looked at this woman in a daze, not knowing what she meant?

The woman faced Sun Wukong, raised one hand and took off the veil, revealing her own face, Sun Wukong After taking a look, Jing could no longer take his eyes off. Everyone in the Sima family was even more amazed.

This is a young girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a long purple dress, with long black hair pouring down. Although the delicate body is still a little green, it has initially shown its slender Auman, a goose egg face that can be called a country and a city, with delicate facial features, white skin as snow, picturesque eyebrows, and peerless beauty.

But under such a captivating face, those beautiful eyes were extremely cold, making her whole person look as cold as ice. is like a fairy who only exists in a painting, does not eat the fireworks of the world, cold and noble, pure and holy, and makes people not feel offended and close!

But at this time, her cold beautiful eyes were staring at Sun Wukong tightly, as if infinite tenderness was gradually stirring up like a wave, and a crisp but cold voice came out of her mouth: "I seem to have seen you!"

Sun Wukong only felt that his heart was hit hard, his body was shocked, he didn't hear the woman's question at all, and muttered in a daze: "Zixia !!!"

This face is too familiar to Sun Wukong!

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable stinging pain in his heart, and the girl's pretty face also showed a trace of pain, as if he had waited for a thousand years, and finally met someone, and a few words suddenly appeared in his mind!

"Since Heaven has arranged for him to pull out my purple and blue sword, then he must be extraordinary, and one day, he will appear in a high-profile situation, wearing a golden armor and stepping on seven-colored clouds to marry me. ”

"I know you're lying to me, but like a moth to a fire, a moth is stupid. ”

"My crush is a hero of the world, and one day he will step on the seven-colored clouds to marry me. I guessed the front, but I couldn't guess the outcome. ”

Seeing this, Tu Hu hurriedly blocked in front of Fa Yang, and stood left and right with Sun Guoqing and his wife, which made Fa Yang's face sink, but he didn't dare to move. The people of the Tiger Slaughter Dao thought that Sun Wukong and the woman must have known each other. And the young man in the Taoist robe had a gloomy face, his eyes flashed with jealousy and anger, and the faces of the Sima family were not good-looking.

Sun Wukong no longer has the heart to understand them, a memory, a shadow, disappearing in his mind, more and more clear!

Many years ago, Sun Wukong met a beautiful and amorous woman on the westward journey, and everyone in the Three Realms called her Zixia Fairy.

At that time, Sun Wukong was curious and playful, and pulled out the Ziqing Sword in Zixia's hand, but unexpectedly got Zixia's love.

At first, Fairy Zixia only thought that he was an arrogant and unruly monkey, and did not know that Sun Wukong was the Monkey King of the Three Realms.

When she knew, she was already trapped in it and couldn't extricate herself, just like she said, the moth to the fire, very stupid, but she didn't hesitate!

The heartbroken Zixia disappeared, but on the way of the master and apprentice traveling west to learn the scriptures, they encountered a catastrophe, and Sun Wukong also encountered great danger.

At the critical moment, it was Zixia, who had disappeared for a long time, suddenly stepped forward. Regardless of his own safety, he blocked the enemy's fatal blow and saved Sun Wukong at the cost of Xiangxiaoyu's death.

In a fit of rage, Sun Wukong slaughtered those demons and broke into the underworld, wanting to recapture Zixia's soul, but found that Zixia's soul was wiped out without a trace!

When he returned to the world, he found that even Zixia's body had disappeared, and he searched all over the Three Realms like crazy, but for many years, he found nothing!

Since then, Sun Wukong's heart has died like ashes, like love forever.

But the appearance of the woman in front of him made Sun Wukong think of the woman who was once indebted again, and the ripples in his heart rolled like waves, making it difficult for him!

"My crush is a hero of the world, and one day he will step on the seven-colored clouds to marry me. I guessed the front, but I couldn't guess the outcome. ”

That year, that day, that moment, the words of Fairy Zixia before she died, the tears she left in Sun Wukong's heart, became an eternal pain in Sun Wukong's heart. Every time I dream of Zixia's sad appearance before her death at midnight, it hurts even more to the bone marrow!

What is the love, reminiscence, and deep, thinking about the soul, but there is no trace, the world is divided into two!

"Zixia, is it you? Are you back?" Sun Wukong stared at the woman in front of him with a dazzled gaze, and his mouth couldn't help but murmur, and his cold face was full of sadness. How he hoped that the woman in front of him was Zixia, and she was not dead!

The woman shook her head, her expression struggling, and the coldness and indifference disintegrated into invisibility. There was a lack of uncontrollable tenderness in her beautiful eyes, and she replied in a daze: "My name is Caixia!"

ps: There used to be a sincere feeling, a persistent woman, she is called Zixia!