Honghuang: People in Jiejiao become stronger by adding friends

Sun Wukong, Niu Shengying, Haoqiong and Ao Bing, who heard the noise, also came.

They saw the people tied to the pillars and were also surprised.

Qingfeng Mingyue was even more angry.

He stared at the group fiercely, very angry.

Zhang Donghuang picked up the watermelon on the table and asked happily while eating the watermelon.

"My two Taoist friends, what happened?"

"Why are they tied up?"

Qingfeng said with disgust in his eyes and a bad tone.

"Yesterday, we saw that you Taoist priests were fellow Taoist priests, so we naturally treated you with ginseng fruit."

"I never thought that these daring guys would actually set their sights on the ginseng fruit."

"They went to pick the ginseng fruit, but they didn't know that ginseng fruit needs to be picked with a unique magic weapon."

"Not only did they waste a lot of ginseng fruit, they even pushed down the ginseng fruit tree in a rage."

"It's so abominable. I didn't expect that we would be treated like this in exchange for our kindness to stay overnight."

Mingyue also continued to speak along with the conversation.

"Fortunately, the master came back in time."

"Otherwise, they would leave my Wuzhuang Temple early in the night, just because they are guilty."

"It turns out that all the monks in the Tang Dynasty are like this!"

Buddhism and Taoism have always had some disputes.

Now seeing the Buddhist disciples being so presumptuous in Wuzhuang Temple.

As a Taoist boy, Qingfeng Mingyue naturally won't give them a good face.

Just as they were talking, a powerful immortal suddenly came over.

Sun Wukong and the others immediately became nervous and alert.

Hao Qiong's eyes lit up and he exclaimed.

"Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earthly immortals who opened up the six reincarnations, Zhen Yuan Immortal."

"The most low-key saint in the prehistoric world, without a Taoist tradition, is free and easy all day long."

"No one has ever seen this saint take action, but he must be very strong."

"If this saint can help me win the throne, I'm afraid he can suppress my father with a slap."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Donghuang and the others looked at Hao Qiong in astonishment.

The father is kind and the son is filial, this time the family really laughed out loud.

There is no father and son before the throne, and the most ruthless is the imperial family!

Wearing a purple gold crown, a worry-free crane cloak, shoes on the feet, and a ribbon tied around the waist.

He has the appearance of a boy, the face of a beauty, three beards flowing under his chin, and crow feathers folded on his temples.

The visitor has no weapons, only the jade whisk in his hand.

The visitor is Zhenyuan Daxian, one of the top saints in the prehistoric world.

When he heard what Haoqiong said just now, his expression was also a little strange.

I have known for a long time that Haotian has a useless son.

Didn't expect that the gap between father and son has reached this level?

Zhenyuan Daxian forced himself to put on a serious expression, his face was a little cold.

Qingfeng Mingyue and the two Taoist children saw Zhenyuan Daxian coming.

"Greetings, sir!"

At the same time, their faces were obviously a little scared.

After all, the ginseng fruit tree was pushed down, and they didn't even notice it.

If Zhenyuan Daxian hadn't come back in advance.

I'm afraid Xuanzang and others would have escaped in the thick night.

Zhenyuan Daxian snorted coldly.

"It really makes me angry. You can't even take care of a ginseng fruit tree. You deserve to be punished!"

Qingfeng Mingyue lowered his head and dared not speak.

They couldn't figure out why they didn't notice that the ginseng fruit tree was pushed down.

Zhenyuan Daxian's eyes fell on Xuanzang and his party again.

"You are a Buddhist disciple, but you only do these dirty things."

"This matter has caused such a degree. Even if Jieyin and Zhunti are in front of you, they must not let it go easily."

"My ginseng fruit tree is one of the ten best innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world. You can't die ten times!"

As Zhenyuan Daxian's voice fell.

Xuanzang, who was tied to the pillar, showed a look of pain.

"Reporting to the immortal, I really don't know about this ginseng fruit."

He looked at Wu Man and Wu Li and scolded them.

"What on earth have you done to cause trouble? You should make amends to the Immortal!"

Wu Man and Wu Li felt the strong murderous intent emanating from Zhen Yuan Immortal.

The two Wu clan members were sure that they were no match for him.

Earlier, Zhen Yuan Immortal had a move that could control the world.

They didn't even have a chance to resist.

They were captured and tied to a pillar in an instant, and their lives and deaths were decided by others.

Wu Man had a solemn expression on his face.

He and Wu Li quickly apologized.

"Immortal, we are blind and look down on others."

"We are not kind enough, and we overturned the ginseng fruit tree in anger."

"I hope the Immortal will spare our lives, please be merciful!"

Zhang Donghuang and other melon-eating team also tutted their tongues and shook their heads.

"Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but those sent by oneself cannot be saved."

"You have to overturn someone else's ginseng fruit tree, this is notAre you looking for death?"

"I suggest replacing the water in the pot with hot oil and wrapping it with white noodles. The old and the children are crying for their greed."

The trapped Xuanzang hurriedly said.

"You are really good at adding insult to injury. I really don't know what ginseng fruit is."

"Can you please show mercy to me, let my disciple Wuming go to find the Bodhisattva for help, how about that? "

In his eyes, the Bodhisattva is an omnipotent existence.

As long as the Bodhisattva takes action personally.

Don't mention that the ginseng fruit tree collapsed.

Even if you die, you can be resurrected.

The lion demon Wuming widened his eyes, full of disbelief.

It's already this time, don't ask the saint to help.

Still thinking about the Bodhisattva.

If the Bodhisattva comes, he will have to turn into nutrients under the ginseng fruit tree, okay?

But this is a good opportunity to get out.

Don't care who will come to deal with the mess in the end.

As long as you can get out of the trouble here in Wuzhuang Temple, it will be great.

The lion demon Wuming hurriedly spoke.

"Great Immortal, let me go, this matter will definitely be resolved well."

Zhenyuan Daxian responded with a beard and eyes.

"You overturned my ginseng fruit tree, how can I trust you?"

"You are simply doing things out of control, and I am so angry!"

"You should be put into the oil pan and cooked! "

Zhang Donghuang also nodded slightly.

"Well, I think it's okay."

Sun Wukong, Niu Shengying, Hao Qiong and Ao Bing were all watching the show with their arms crossed.

"Do you think the saint of the Western Church will show up in the end?"

"It should be. After all, the journey to the west is not a trivial matter."

"If Xuanzang really died, the Western Church would probably explode."

"I just can't understand why someone dared to overthrow the ginseng fruit tree?"

Tang Sanzang couldn't help frowning after hearing a few sarcastic remarks.

"Amitabha, I hope the immortal can believe me."

"The ginseng fruit incident was done by Wu Man and Wu Li, and it has nothing to do with the lion demon Wu Ming."

"Let him talk to the Bodhisattva, and there will definitely be a good result. ”

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Especially when they make mistakes.

Zhen Yuan Daxian pretended that his anger had dissipated a little and nodded slightly.

“Well, considering your sincerity, I will agree.”

After that, the lion demon realized that the restraints were gone and he was free again.

PS: Brothers, why is it so cold? I feel like I’m ten years younger now (please urge me to update, urge me to update, give me some small gifts, warm my hands, hahaha)