Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 159 Tractor Contest

Liuhebei flew back to the small world to check the fruits of his labor, Hong Haier came out with his mother, and both of them broke through a small realm.

The quasi-holy body is a great tonic for the two golden immortals.

When celebrating birthdays, the six sages either gave away the acquired magic weapon or the supreme supernatural power, and Xie Yun gave out a red envelope of the way of heaven.

"Nephew, this is a good thing my uncle got from Tiandao. It has everything in it. You can smoke it boldly."

The power of obscure rules emanating from the Tiandao red envelope shows that it is a good thing all the time.

Red Boy's eyes were shining, and he reached into the red envelope with trembling hands, groping for a long time, with a strange expression on his face.

"What?" Princess Iron Fan asked.

"A book." Red Boy was excited: "Could it be a peerless supernatural power?"

He excitedly took out the contents of Tiandao's red envelope, it was a book, that's right!
The cover is dark blue, tattered, and the paper is yellowish. A line of words can be vaguely read on it, Heavenly Dao Experimental Edition Hell Difficulty Sub-Saint Cultivation Manual.

Hey, this, this is actually an exercise book!

It is of the same nature as the "Three-Year Ascension Examination" and "Five-Year Ascension Simulation" compiled by Dao Zu Hongjun.

To talk about the difference, it is that the book that Honghaier found out is extremely difficult, and it is only suitable for the once-in-a-thousand-year academic master.

Obviously, this brat is not suitable.

"Son, thank you soon, uncle." Princess Iron Fan was happy.

With that training manual, my son hopes to become a sub-sage. It can be said that the future is bright.

Taishang Laojun and other sages read the cultivation manual and were amazed. In the end, Laojun decided to kill his relatives righteously and use his own son to do the experiment.

Red Boy bit his lip, with tears in his eyes, extremely aggrieved, and accused: "Master, you cheated me, this training manual, whoever loves to learn, I don't want to learn!"

"Bang, why did you finish talking to your uncle? As the son of a sage, don't you have any awareness?" Taishang Laojun sternly reprimanded him.

"Brother, the child is still young, the six of us will teach it slowly, don't worry, today is the child's birthday, come, make a wish first." The other saints came out to smooth things over.

Hong Haier pouted, complaining in his stomach: Uncle Shi, if you are unkind first, then don't blame me for being unrighteous.

"Father, why don't you play a game and let me open my eyes?"

Xie Yun was taken aback for a moment, then gasped, this bastard really didn't hold his fart well.

Among the seven people, only he is a quasi-sage, so why not make him be beaten as a sandbag?
No, we have to break the game!

"That's right, my eldest nephew's suggestion is good. Brothers and sisters, I got seven good things from other planes a few days ago. How about we ride them to compete?" Xie Yun took out seven tractors.

Red Boy and Princess Iron Fan looked at the tractor with blank expressions.

The six saints licked their lips. Although they had never seen a tractor, they had traveled through Chaos for many years and knew that it was something from another plane.

Everyone's interest soared, and one person picked one and started to fiddle with it.

After Xie Yun briefly explained how to drive the tractor, he said, "Brothers and sisters, this thing can be used to describe formations. Let's modify it overnight."

"Tomorrow morning, come here with your respective tractors. Let's have a friendly match. We have agreed that we can only use the formations depicted on the tractors."

"Success, listen to you!" The six nodded and left with their tractors.

Xie Yun also took the tractor back to Fengling's small world and started the road of transformation.

In general, instead of seeking speed, only seeking to save life, the previously prepared Liangyi Bagua array and the shifting array were completely rubbed on the tractor.

The tractor crazily strengthened its body, ready to deal with malicious impacts, until it was converted into a turtle version.

After working all night, before he could catch his breath, Houtu's avatar came.

"Why are you here?"

"Sister Nuwa said it was fun, so I made a clone and came over. What is this thing, my husband?"

"Scientific name, tractor!" Xie Yun explained dryly.

"Is it fun?"

"It's okay, you'll know later!" Xie Yun welded the co-pilot's seat on his tractor again, and it was just dawn at this time.

The two held hands and went out of the small world. After Xie Yun understood the environment of the competition, he regretted it and wanted to quit the competition.

The six saints together will produce a crazy chemical reaction, because the track design of this tractor competition is too crazy.

The distance is extremely far, and it is tolerable to go around Xiniu Hezhou, but it is too much to pass through the [-]-mile undead volcanoes. The worst thing is that the terminal is actually set in chaos.

"Thanks to my junior sister's various suggestions, I set up a lot of formations on the track, including acceleration, slowness, various teleportation formations, and of course the most important is the indiscriminate attack trap formation." Master Tongtian excitedly introduced the rules of the game .

He is very interested in the tractor race, mainly because he can have a good fight with other saints.

"Brother, isn't this fair? How can I compete fairly with you, my little quasi-sage?" Xie Yun protested.

"Don't worry, I will be merciful when I meet you. This is a friendly match between teachers and students. The competition is second and safety is the first. Don't worry, your life will not be in danger."

The six great sages promised one after another that when they meet junior juniors, they will only compete in the same realm and never play hard.

Xie Yunzai was unwilling to summon his own tortoise shell version of the tractor.

Nuwa took out a bent metal rod from behind her pink tractor seat.

She inhaled, puffed out her chest, raised her hips, inserted the metal rod into the engine, and started shaking it crazily.

The picture is so beautiful, Xie Yun looks confused, where is my noble wife?
Boom, boom, boom...

A puff of black smoke came out of the pink tractor, shaking violently.

"Sister, I remember that the factory version of the tractor is not electric start?"

"Oh, I checked the information all night and found that the original version of the tractor was hand-cranked, so I changed it. It is very comfortable to sit on. My husband, do you want to try it?" Nuwa asked while patting the leather seat .

Xie Yun directly refused. I am a quasi-sage, and driving a tractor is enough to lose my reputation. If I drive a hand-cranked tractor, it will be ridiculed by all beings in the three realms.

"Sister, I want to try." Houtu's eyes lit up, as if he saw the clothes he liked.

Xie Yun hurriedly pulled her off Nuwa's tractor, and swore in his heart that he would forbid the young wife to have too much contact with the eldest wife in the future.

It's too easy to be led astray, how nice it is to be a house girl.

The seven tractors were refitted with their own characteristics. Except for Xie Yun and Nuwa's tractors, the designers couldn't recognize the tractors of other saints.

Taishang Laojun modified the tractor to look like a green bull, which seems to be modified according to his mount.

The original Tianzun tied an engine to the flying sword. In order to deceive people, he also welded the steering wheel and seats to the flying sword.

Tongtianjiaozhu's tractor resembles a high-speed rail locomotive, and it is still a trackless jet.

Jieyin Shengren and Zhunti Shengren played their shameless nature, directly found a rocket, dismantled the parts of the tractor, and grafted them onto the rocket.

"Wife, didn't you say that you can only describe formations? I request that the five senior brothers be disqualified from the competition." Xie Yun refused.

He even planned to admit defeat and end the match after eliminating five seniors.

"Why are you so serious in the friendly match?" Nuwa took out a wrench, installed a seat next to her seat, whistled, and said to Houtu: "Beauty, how about I take you for a ride?"

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(End of this chapter)