Seeing this, Sun Wukong couldn't help laughing, patted Zhu Bajie affectionately and said: "Idiot! I didn't expect you to have this ability! Brother, I really admired you today!"

Zhu Bajie patted his belly proudly when he heard this: "Brother Monkey doesn't know, I think that my old man was also a well-known landlord in Gao Laozhuang, and his family has some good land, but since my old pig became rich, I have never hired a long-term worker in this farming." This little lion wants to plough the land with my old pig, isn't it that the birthday star always eats arsenic and lives impatiently!"

Sun Wukong laughed when he heard this: "Exactly! Exactly!"

The two brothers here were happily talking and laughing, but the yellow lion spirit over there was depressed as if he was mourning, only to see the yellow lion spirit commanding at the tricky and eccentric: "Tricky and weird, the king, I am willing to gamble and lose, and I will follow these two monks to beg for food in the future, I'm afraid I can't take care of you anymore, you and the weird tricky drill take the little ones to Zhujie Mountain to go to the grandfather!"

Hearing this, he hurriedly knelt down and said: "The king, the little ones don't go, where the king goes, the little ones go!"

When the yellow lion spirit heard this, he was moved in his heart, but he scolded angrily in his mouth: "What's the matter? This king hasn't left yet, won't you listen to this king? Take the little ones, carry the grain in the cave, get out!"

With tears in his eyes, he slammed his head at the yellow lion spirit a few times, and shouted to the little demons: "Little ones, go to grandpa with your brother, and you must ask grandpa to find this field for the king!"

Looking at the little demons who were noisily leaving, the yellow lion spirit couldn't help but sigh, and said to Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie: "Two of you, let's hurry up! If we really have to wait for my grandfather to come, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave if we want to!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he immediately said with disdain: "Oh, little lion, you should tell me what your grandfather has to do." I can actually tell my grandson to avoid it!"

Hearing this, the yellow lion spirit said with pride on his face: "My grandfather is called the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage, and he used to be the general of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, but because of the decline of the Demon Clan, his beloved son died on the battlefield again, so he cultivated in Zhujie Mountain, and pointed out his juniors in his spare time." This king's ability is given by his grandfather!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong said with a puzzled face: "How many of the Nine Spirit Yuan Sage's subordinates can cultivate like you?"

The yellow lion spirit said with a face full of shame when he heard this: "Where can this king's cultivation be on the table, there are seven people in my lion clan who are learning art under my grandfather's door, but this king's cultivation is ranked last among the seven, and the bodies of the remaining six people are the lion of the fox, the lion of the elephant, the lion of Bai Ze, the lion of the fox lion, the lion of the monkey, and the snow lion. ”

Wu Wukong frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't want to weaken his prestige, so he said stiffly: "Hmph! My old grandson doesn't believe in this evil, and he must stay to meet this Nine Spirit Yuan Sage," and then instructed Zhu Bajie: "Idiot, you take this little lion back to Yuhua City to see Master." Lao Sun is here waiting for the Nine Spirits Yuan Saint to come!"

Zhu Bajie sighed in his heart when he heard this, knowing that Sun Wukong himself was not sure, otherwise he would not let himself leave with the yellow lion spirit first, although he had the heart to persuade him, but thinking about Sun Wukong's character, he finally arched his hand with interest and left with the yellow lion spirit first, leaving only Sun Wukong sitting on the leopard's head mountain with his eyes closed!

An hour later. Sun Wukong suddenly opened his eyes, but saw a strong wind between heaven and earth. A black cloud came from the west, and it only took a moment to come to Leopard's Head Mountain.

The black clouds dispersed, but he saw a burly man with a high mouth, a broad nose, blond hair and yellow eyes appear opposite him, and there were still six lion spirits following closely behind the big man, as for the tricky and weird tricky who had left before, they also followed, and at this time they were pointing to themselves and complaining to the big man: "Grandpa." It was this hairy-faced monk with a thunderous mouth and another monk with a long mouth and big ears who deceived the king of my family, and grandpa must not let him go!"

Sun Wukong pretended to smile disdainfully when he heard this, but he was slightly nervous in his heart, Huang Shijing didn't lie to himself, the six lions around the big man were really all the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal in the later stage. Looking at the wilderness, he can also be called a master, as for the big man with a high mouth and a wide nose, Sun Wukong has to admit that he can't see the depth of this person.

Just when Sun Wukong looked at the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage Yuan Sage, the Nine Spirit Yuan Sage also glanced at Sun Wukong twice, and suddenly laughed and said: "Who is so bold in my Dao that dares to come and kidnap my yellow lion grandson, it turns out that you are the Bi Ma Wen here!"

Sun Wukong's face couldn't help but change when he heard this, and he said solemnly: "How do you know my old grandson?"

Jiuling Yuansheng smiled disdainfully when he heard this: "You monkey made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and woke the old man from his sleep, and the old man just can't remember you!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he suddenly became furious and said: "What a big breath! Your yellow lion grandson has been sent back to Yuhua City by my junior brother to see the master, and if you want to save him, you must first pass the level of this great sage!"

Before the Nine Spirits Yuansheng could reply, he listened to the lion spirit on the side scolding: "Okay, you bold monkey, you dare to be disrespectful to your grandfather, I will definitely let you taste some hardships today!"

Seeing this, Sun Wukong smiled, swept the golden hoop stick in his hand, and swept the iron thistle terrestris that kneaded the lion essence to the side, and then stretched out the head of the stick and pointed towards the throat of the lion spirit.

Seeing this, the kneading lion spirit hurriedly put the iron thistle in his hand horizontally, trying to block Sun Wukong's stick, but Sun Wukong directly pointed at the center of the iron thistle with the head of the stick, and directly beat the kneading lion spirit.

The snow lion spirit on the side saw that Sun Wukong was at a loss, and hurriedly pulled out his three leng slips and went straight to Sun Wukong.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong laughed and said, "It's good!" After saying that, he casually held a stick flower and surrounded the kneading lion spirit and snow lion essence, and the three of them fought like a marquee.

Seeing that the two grandsons were forced into a predicament by Sun Wukong, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart: "It is worthy of being a disciple trained by the Bodhi Patriarch himself, although he has cultivated for less than a thousand years, but this martial art is indeed good!"

As the battle continued, the other four lions also discovered the dilemma of the snow lion spirit and the kneading lion spirit, and they also waved their weapons to join the battle group, and for a time the seven of them fought together like a marquee.

Just because the Yellow Lion Spirit is a figure that Tang Sanzang likes, Sun Wukong is not good at poisoning the Yellow Lion Spirit's fellow disciples, and for a while he was forced by the four lions to be in a hurry, and secretly said in his heart: "Instead of restraining your hands here, it is better to go back to Yuhua City first, and then let Bajie turn the sky and Xiang Yu and them to entangle the six people, and then I will be up and down with these Nine Spirit Yuan Sage!"

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong secretly plucked a monkey hair to make his own appearance, but his real body was hidden aside, waiting for an opportunity to escape. Just when Sun Wukong had just left the battle circle, he heard a cold snort ringing in his ears, "I only want to run now, aren't you afraid it's too late?"

Sun Wukong hurriedly looked up, but saw a big hand falling from the sky, and five fingers were like five jade pillars that reached the sky and grabbed him fiercely, and the lightning between the fingers was swirling, forming a cage composed of thunder and lightning.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong was horrified, and for the first time he had doubts about his ability to escape, and secretly said in his heart: "Is my old grandson destined to be planted here today? It seems that my old grandson is going to use the baby!" Thinking of this, Sun Wukong quietly sacrificed the flying knife in his hand and stabbed it at the big hand above his head.

The Nine Spirits Yuan Sage was casting a spell, and suddenly felt a pain in his fingers, and his palm paused involuntarily, and when he looked at it again, the figure of Sun Wukong had disappeared.

Looking at the huge wound that almost cut off his index finger, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage spoke again and exclaimed: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Spirit Sect, and the treasure on his body is so sharp!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" With a series of beatings, the fake Wukong was beaten back by the six lions to get back a monkey hair, only to see the six lions angrily go to ask for guilt and say: "Grandpa, the grandson is incompetent, let the Monkey King escape!"

Hearing this, the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng couldn't help but sneer and said: "It's okay, as the saying goes, 'If you can run, a monk can't run the temple', so you can follow the ancestor to Donghua City, and this seat is just going to ask the golden cicada for a few tricks!"

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In Jinhua City, Huang Shijing and Tang Sanzang talked about Xingqiang, Huang Shijing couldn't figure it out anyway, how could Tang Sanzang, a monk, be so proficient in farming, the greenhouse planting that the other party just proposed was really refreshing, why couldn't he think of changing the ambient temperature to control the growth of crops?

Huang Shijing was about to continue to ask for advice, but saw Tang Sanzang's brows furrowed slightly, staring out the window without saying a word, so he hurriedly followed Tang Sanzang's line of sight, and couldn't help but be excited when he saw it: "Oops! It's actually Grandpa here!" (To be continued......)