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The three masters and apprentices came to the gate of Wanzhuguan.

The gate opened, and in the courtyard, the green bamboo Taoist sat on the bamboo chair, and behind him, there were hundreds of Taoist people, Tong'er.

Last night, when Sanzang and the monkey came, only Qingzhu Taoist appeared alone in this Taoist temple.

Sanzang and Sha Seng stopped outside Wanzhuguan, put down their luggage, and the two of them lifted the Zen stick and went to the bamboo forest to cut bamboo.

Qingzhu Daoist sat still, and two children, Qingfeng Mingyue, came out to watch. In the Taoist temple, hundreds of Taoist children behind the Qingzhu Daoist whispered, not knowing what Sanzang's move meant.

Qingfeng Daotong stepped forward to ask, politely, Sanzang just cut bamboo, and did not speak.

In a few moments, the pillar was cut down in pieces.

In the bamboo forest, a big open space was vacated.

Sanzang and Sha Seng began to build bamboo houses.

The bamboo house has a prototype, and Qingfeng Mingyue understands that Sanzang wants to build three meditation rooms here.

They did their work very carefully, and for a whole day, a house was built.

The next day, the speed was much faster, with ready-made materials and experience, and in less than half a day, the remaining two houses were built.

A total of three meditation rooms were set up, and the Sanzang sand monks moved their luggage in, made the beds, sat on the platform for meditation, and knitted futons.

Sanzang has been doing housework since he was a child, what laundry, cooking, weaving and sewing, all of which are proficient.

After doing this for three days, Sanzang got up early in the morning on the fourth day to do morning classes, knock on wooden fish, and chant sutras and Buddha. Qingzhu Taoist and hundreds of disciples and grandchildren held a stomach of pride to fight with Sanzang, who knew that Sanzang came to the door of Wanzhuguan, first to build a house, then to do weaving, and then to chant the scriptures, Wanzhuguan in the Taoist stomach of the pride into a stomach of sulk.

Qingfeng Mingyue couldn't bear it anymore, and concealed it from the master and came to provoke the sand monk.

They were asked to challenge Master Sanzang, and they would not be able to win. No one can afford to look down on Master Sanzang, who is only a fruit position, but he is equivalent to a master of the Jindan period, and the two thousand years of light cultivation in Qingfeng and Mingyue are already the best true god level. It is equivalent to the Arhat fruit position of Buddhism. This is a whole order higher than the Anahan fruit position of Sanzang.

The immortals of the same level are divided into primary and advanced perfections, or the difference between one grade, two grades, and three grades, not to mention the disparity of a whole rank lower, and the difference in strength is too big.

Sanzang said: "Sha Seng, you carefully look at my staff technique and shots. ”

Qingfeng Mingyue was overjoyed when she heard this: "Sanzang, you are officially challenging us." ”

"Exactly!" Sanzang said lightly.

"You two, who will fight. ”

Mingyue was caught and humiliated by Sanzang's two disciples, Hei Tan and Wuxing, and had been thinking about revenge, and at the moment she was holding a sword, floating out, pointing at Sanzang, and grinning: "Monk, you are breaking through, and I am protecting the view, so I continue to bully the small with the big and press you with the high-level." ”

"No!" Sanzang said lightly. The Zen staff in his hand was on the ground, and the nine tin rings 'kicked and kicked' wildly.

"Look at the sword!" Mingyue Daotong shouted with a smile, his face changed, and the person turned into a shadow, stabbing Sanzang's neck with a sigh.

Shot ruthlessly.

The speed is pulled to the extreme.

It turned out to be a killer move.

I don't know what Black Tan and Wuxing have ravaged him after grabbing Mingyue.

So much so that as soon as he made a move, there was no temptation, politeness, and sword moves of competition, but a killer.

Sanzang's Zen staff on the ground suddenly let out a faint groan, as if there was some beast in the Zen staff to drill out and eat people, the Zen staff flew up, turned into a dragon shape, and the last came first, when there was a loud noise, the Zen staff and Mingyue's fast sword collided together.

The breeze and the moon are all great joys.

Their realm is higher than that of Sanzang, and their strength Dao Heng is stronger.

Sanzang does not use his skillful strength to unmove, and if he hits hard, the Zen staff will inevitably be knocked down.

If you get rid of the weapon in your hand, you will lose.

Then, after a loud bang, followed by a click, the sword in Mingyue's hand broke from it, and the momentum of the Zen staff continued to attack, hitting Mingyue's chest. I heard a crisp click, Mingyue snorted, all the bones in her chest were broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a small rain of blood fell in the bamboo forest.

Qingfeng was frightened and hurriedly grabbed Mingyue.

Mingyue's eyes, ears, mouth and nose choked with blood, and her mouth was open, but she couldn't speak.

Sanzang killed Mingyue Daotong in seconds.

A Zen stick came out, Mingyue was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Qingfeng felt a pain in his heart, and he didn't have time to scold the monk, a flying sword appeared under his feet, holding Mingyue, and disappeared.

Sanzang said lightly: "Sha Seng, just now I made this trick of the dragon and the tiger, you can pay attention to it." ”

"Master, the disciple has already kept it in mind, and he must carefully understand it. ”

"Well, the dragon chant is the first to take the lead, and the tiger pounce is indomitable, this is a nirvana against the weak to take the initiative to attack. ”

"Yes, the disciple remembered. ”

"You go to Wanzhuguan and tell the people of Qingzhu Dao that Wanzhuguan has been broken, please return one of us, Sun Wukong. ”

"Yes, Master!"

Sha Seng lifted the Zen staff upside down, flew out of the bamboo forest, hovered over Wanzhu Temple, and roared like thunder: "Brother Qingzhu Dao, my master has won a big battle with Mingyue Daotong, please return my senior brother Sun Wukong." ”

The voice was fierce and vicious, shaking the sky completely, and the entire Wanshou Mountain was echoing.

The sand monk has red hair and blue face, and the nine skulls under his head hang around his neck, no matter how you look at it, they are not monks, but extremely ferocious demon gods.

The voice of the Qingzhu Daoist came out: "Sha Wujing, I already know. ”

"Send my senior brother quickly!" Sha Seng's voice was like thunder, spreading all over Wanshou Mountain. The feeling of raising eyebrows is just different.

At the top of the mountain, there was a flash of golden light, and the monkey came roaring with a golden hoop stick, and his face was full of joy.

"Senior Brother Sha, where is my master?"

"Master is in the meditation room in the bamboo forest below. Sha Seng smiled and said busily.

The two brothers jumped off the clouds and came to the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest bamboo house, next to the stream, a quiet place.

"Master!" the monkey knelt in front of the bamboo house.

"Monkey, do you know you're wrong?"

"The disciple knew that he was wrong. ”

"What did you do wrong?"

"Disciples shouldn't be selfish, they want to steal ginseng fruits from Wuzhuang Guan to taste the ginseng fruit for the master and his brothers. ”

"You are happy by nature, I don't blame you, but before you do things, you lack consideration, you are a senior brother, you don't respect the master, you can do whatever you want, your junior disciples, all follow your example, if this continues, who can control you?"

"Master, the disciple doesn't dare anymore. ”

"You meditate for three days, atone for your sins, and go to the second view. ”

"Disciple obeys!"

"Enlightenment, enlightenment, the two of you, one underground and one heavenly, protect the Dharma well, and your senior brother and I will retreat and practice during these three days. ”

"Yes, Master!" Sha Seng and Xiaoxin Wang Wuxin replied in unison.

Wuxin burrowed into the ground, and the sand monk threw out nine skulls, arranged into a small nine palaces, and the Zen staff lived on the nine skulls, and people could sit or lie down or lie down, in the low air, to protect the Dharma for the master and senior brother.

Three days later, Sanzang and Wukong came out of the customs and entered the second view: the court view. (To be continued.) )