Extreme Grade Plundering System - Chapter 982

In the hazy little world, after a smooth and dripping war, Vega’s exquisite pretty face hung a quiet sleeping face.

Mobilize the immortal spirit to clean the immortal body again. Mu Qingxiao gathered a white fairy robe, hugged the sleeping weaver girl and leaned against the branches. He couldn’t help thinking.

A total of 30 ginseng fruits, he took three, little white fox took one, weaver girl took two, and there were still 24 in the jade bottle.

The queen mother of the west is a quasi saint. She certainly doesn’t see the efficacy of the ginseng fruit. At least the realm of Qinglian is the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. She is not old, immortal and immortal. Even if she eats the ginseng fruit, it won’t have any effect.

Besides, he doesn’t plan to return to Kunlun Xianshan now. Yang Chan, Zixia and Lu Xueqi are not high. Mu Qingxiao naturally wants to plan for them.

Even one ginseng fruit per person is enough for them to raise their realm to the realm of earth immortals.

At the thought of this, mu Qingxiao smiled and missed them a little when he came to travel to the West for more than a year.

Back to God, he took off the huge leaves and spread them on the branches, took the cloud pillow and let her sleep on it quietly. The white light shrouded her, and the figure of Mu Qingxiao left the small world.

Standing in the air, he felt the order of the world slowly turning. Mu Qingxiao smiled calmly and glanced at the sacrificial country that had already turned into ruins at his feet. He was about to leave, but he found that an evil spirit came.

As soon as the star’s eyes coagulated, he saw the appearance of the comer, and his face was slightly stunned. The comer’s hairy face, Lei Gong’s mouth, and his eyes were full of fear. It was the “saint of heaven” Sun Wukong.

“Sun Dasheng.”

Hearing this cry, the monkey king was shocked. His body stopped in the void. He looked at mu Qingxiao, took a deep breath and said, “it’s you, boy. I’m scared to death.”

Mu Qingxiao’s face was full of strange color and asked, “Sun Dasheng, what’s so urgent?”

The monkey king calmed down, glanced behind him, didn’t notice any breath, and then said, “I’m running for my life, wow, you don’t know…”

Next, with a frightened mood, the monkey king vomited bitterness at mu Qingxiao and told him the experience of his party.

Just halfway through the monkey king’s words, mu Qingxiao was stunned.

He could have predicted that the four Tang monks and disciples would escape from Wuzhuang temple, but Tang Sanzang was beaten to nothingness by the angry Zhen Yuanzi.

According to Sun Wukong’s narration, the three of their martial brothers shot together. The Zhenyuan immortal just waved his sleeve robe, and they were shocked to vomit blood. He had the ability of heaven and earth.

In this regard, mu Qingxiao nodded heavily. If not, it would not be quasi saint.

Tang Sanzang’s body was scattered, and his soul turned into a golden cicada. He wanted to escape to the west, but Zhen Yuanzi caught him.

What the hell?

Tang Sanzang is dead!

Mu Qingxiao naturally believed Sun Wukong’s words. At the same time, he was extremely shocked. No wonder the latter was so frightened in his eyes. He was afraid that Zhen Yuanzi would catch up.

The ginseng fruit tree was pulled out. Zhen Yuanzi must be angry. The only thing he didn’t expect was that the latter dared to kill Tang Sanzang directly under the pressure of the two saints in the West.

What about learning scriptures from the west?

What about the game?

Zhen Yuanzi’s move undoubtedly touched the inverse scale of Buddhism. Mu Qingxiao can hardly imagine what kind of scene Buddhism and Taoism will be like next.

He took a deep breath and pressed down the shock in his heart. Mu Qingxiao smiled calmly and said, “Sun Dasheng also went to the west to learn scriptures.”

“Unfortunately, my old sun didn’t want to take any scriptures. Now that my master is dead, my old sun is naturally ready to go back to Huaguo Mountain and be my mountain king. He is free and happy. If Bajie and monk Sha survive, it is estimated that they will also go back to gaolaozhuang and Liushahe.”

Then the monkey king swallowed his saliva and said, “I just don’t know who shot behind his back and pulled out the ginseng fruit trees. It’s hateful. Don’t say it. My old sun is really going to run away this time.”

Mu Qingxiao smiled quietly.

“Farewell.”

Thinking of the horror of Zhenyuan immortal, Monkey King dared not stay near Wuzhuang temple. He turned over and stepped on the tumbling cloud and drove away.

When the monkey king left, mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly. It was really unintentional to insert willows into the shade. Originally, he wanted to block the Buddhism. Who could have thought that he would pit the golden cicada son in an instant.

However, if Jin chanzi’s spirit is captured by Zhen Yuanzi, Buddhism will not stop.

Mu Qingxiao pondered for a moment. He was not ready to stay here. He turned into a sword light and swept away towards Dongsheng Shenzhou.

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At the same time, Wanshou mountain Wuzhuang view.

Zhen Yuanzi stood at the gate of the Taoist temple, looked at the figure in the void indifferently, and said, “Guanyin Bodhisattva, you are polite.”

Avalokitesvara stepped on the lotus throne and held the pure bottle of lanolin jade in her hand. She sighed, “Zhenyuan immortal, I’m ordered by the Buddha to take Jin chanzi back to Lingshan. I hope to give Jin chanzi’s spirit to me.”

“Hum!”

When Zhen Yuanzi heard the speech, he brushed the dust and said in a cold voice, “please go back to Guanyin Bodhisattva and tell the Buddha to return our ginseng fruit tree. It’s all right at this time. Otherwise, we have to light the golden cicada.”

After catching the golden cicada son, Zhen Yuanzi also explored the sky, but the front was hazy and could not see the reality at all.

In other words, the golden cicada is the only clue. As for his disciples, there are no ginseng fruits or ginseng fruit trees.

“Zhenyuan immortal, the loss of ginseng fruit trees has nothing to do with Buddhism. The matter is widely involved. The Buddhism must explain to the immortal. I hope the immortal will understand and give the golden cicada son to the Buddha for the time being.”

Thinking of this, Guanyin Bodhisattva was also helpless.

Somehow, they thought of the Dragon King of the Jing River in Chang’an, the Third Prince of the jade dragon in the eagle sorrow stream, and the weakened seal of the five finger mountain. Who is secretly obstructing the development of Buddhism?

Now, Jin chanzi is reincarnated, and Tang Sanzang has died. The westward mission must be impossible. The layout for many years has been destroyed. Buddhism is more cruel than Zhen Yuanzi.

I want to find out the people in the dark and put them to death, so that they will fall into reincarnation forever.

“Guanyin Bodhisattva, I can tell you calmly now. It’s already a face for your teacher. Go back. When you find the ginseng fruit tree, the golden cicada will return it to the Buddha.”

If the Buddha came from the Tathagata, Zhenyuan immortal would never speak so calmly. Now, it will definitely give her respect.

After that, the immortal Zhenyuan brushed the dust and appeared in the Wuzhuang temple, and the gate of the Taoist temple closed slowly.

“Oh, that’s all.”

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head slightly. He couldn’t see the face under the gauze. He took back his eyes and turned to the West.

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