my nun master

Chapter 233

Looking up, it turned out that the monkey was lying in Xun'er's arms and was swaying restlessly, and his mouth trembled slightly: "Ahem, Wukong is here to be my father..."

"Oh!" Wukong heard the shout, turned around and asked in doubt, "What's the matter, father?"

Having said that, the monkey still jumped onto Muyan's shoulders. At this time, the monkey's mind was pure, without any evil thoughts, he just relied on Muyan.

Originally, it was not yet the moment when the monkey was born, at least there were still 500 years, but when the curtain came, he continuously sent spiritual energy into the stone egg, constantly nourishing the stone egg, which led to the premature birth of the monkey.

The same Xun'er, out of curiosity, saw the scriptures sending spiritual energy into the stone egg, and followed suit. This caused the monkey to call the two father and mother after birth, because the monkey felt nourished by the spiritual energy of the two when it was born. He felt the breath of two flesh and blood, and later found them by feeling.

After thinking about it, I didn't know how to explain it, so I could only follow the lead: "Wukong, if a man and a woman can't kiss each other, you can't lie in your mother's arms like just now, you know?"

"Oh, I got it, father!" Wukong nodded half-understood.

He was originally a Lingming stone monkey, born with intelligence, as long as he is a little bit, everything will work!

The monkey seemed to be particularly dependent on this father, lying on Muyan's shoulder, his eyes rolling, looking at Xun'er in front of him, wondering what was he thinking?
"Bad guy!" Xun'er kept muttering in her heart.

With a slightly red face, she didn't dare to look up at the preface, and she didn't know what she thought of. From the moment when the preface explained the reason to the monkey, she was very happy, and a smile flashed across her small face buried deep in her chest. The corners of the mouth curled up slightly.

under the mountain.

Although the monkey is familiar with everyone, he still likes to lie on Mu Yan's shoulders, and he can't drive him away, so Mu Yan doesn't care about him, let him go!
Looking at a [-]-meter-high waterfall in front of him, Xiao Yan smiled and said, "Master, the water curtain cave should be in front of you, right?"

If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons!
Under the [-]-meter waterfall is a pool of clear springs. The green pool is very deep and bottomless!

"Wukong, you go to play with the monkey group, because the father wants to go in and have a look!"

Wukong looked up at the waterfall, blinked and jumped off Mu Yan's body, sinking into the jungle.

This monkey clings to himself all day long. If the gods and Buddhas find out, he will inevitably get into trouble, and it will be inconvenient to do things. Let him go through the plot first!

The epilogue is very helpless, if you don't do this, then the world will be boring, and there is nothing to play with!

Taking a step forward, the surrounding scene disappeared in an instant. After walking up the water for a few steps, the eyes suddenly opened up a lot. Looking up and looking behind, the waterfall is still hanging at the entrance of the cave like a bead curtain!
"Huaguo Mountain Blessed Land, Water Curtain Cave Cave Heaven!"

I saw a big stone tablet standing at the entrance of the cave in front.

"Master, this is a good place!" Xiao Yan said in surprise first, then looked at the preface with some emotion and asked: "Master, why don't we occupy this place first, so we can have a foothold !"

The screenwriter didn't answer, but stood there as if he had settled down, frowning tightly as if he had something on his mind,

"Ah!" Xun'er pouted, looked Xiao Yan up and down and teased: "Your master and I won't live here, you have to live here!"

"Why?" Xiao Yan was puzzled.

"Cut!" Xun'er cast a disdainful glance at the cave, and said with disgust: "Although this place is full of aura, have you ever seen normal people living in this place?"

"Anyway, your master and I won't live in this place, it's dark and humid..."

"You think so? Sister..." Xun'er turned her head and blinked at the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

"I have no opinion······"

The Holy Mother of Yaochi smiled faintly, her eyes were always on the back figure in front of her, as if she only had that back figure in her eyes, and everything in the world was unimportant.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan and Xun'er both shook their heads helplessly, they were used to seeing the Virgin of the Yaochi along the way, anyway, the Virgin of the Yaochi never left the eyes of the scene.

As if feeling the gazes of the two, the corner of the Holy Mother of Yaochi's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and she explained: "My husband and I lived thousands of years ago, when the world was still prehistoric, and there were no human beings at that time... There is no everything... there is nothing. We regard the sky as the ground and the earth as cotton, this is nothing!"

Xiao Yan stared at his eyes. Although he knew it a long time ago and told him about it, but now he is still full of emotions when he hears the words of the Holy Mother of Yaochi. For thousands of years.

There are no creatures and no things, the feeling of loneliness is terrible just thinking about it, and at the same time, the master is becoming more and more mysterious and tall in his eyes. At this moment, a picture seems to appear in his mind, if he lives in a place where there is nothing Will the annual meeting be crazy?

"Sister, can you tell me?"

Xun'er blinked her beautiful eyes, she was very curious about what the Holy Mother of Yaochi said about their past.

Did not participate in the topic of the two girls, walked two steps forward, stared at a wall in the corner and stared at "Pa..." stretched out his hand to pat it cleanly, the cracks in the stone cracked, and there was a dark room in front of him, In the middle of the dark room is a white jade table, on which there is a jug of turbid wine and two wine glasses, followed by a blue scroll, which is not as beautiful as the picture of Shanhe Sheji, and there seems to be a slight crack.

"Master, what is this?" Xiao Yan also followed in, reached for the scroll on the table and carefully looked at it for a while, not knowing why, he could only ask Master.

"I don't know, what kind of cultivation method should it be?" After the words were finished, Mu Yan ignored the scroll and walked straight to the end of the dark room, where a dark red long sword was quietly inserted into the wall.

Raising his hand to lightly hold the hilt of the sword, at this moment the dark red long sword flashed a ray of light as if it had a spirituality.

"呵...呵...呵..."

With a light force, the sword was laid out inch by inch, and the piercing sound echoed in the cave.

"brush!"

A cold light flashed across, and a chill filled the entire cave in an instant.

"Master, this scroll is actually eight or nine profound arts!" Xiao Yan exclaimed, his whole body jumped up in joy, and asked happily: "Master, what kind of sword is that sword of yours?"

"Bajiuxuan Gong?" Mu Yan was taken aback for a moment, then grinned: "It's kind of interesting, this sword for my master is Zhuxian Sword!"

"Damn it!" Xiao Yan stared at his eyes and exclaimed: "It turned out to be the Zhu Xian Sword of Master Tongtian, Master, you have made a lot of money!"

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Mu Yan threw away the sword in his hand, and shook his head: "What's the matter! It's not as easy as the Xuntian sword I used before?"

(End of this chapter)