Journey to the West: My Disciples Are Too Arrogant

　　"Don't you just take a few medicinal herbs that are over [-] years old? Uncle Long saw it, and he belongs to Uncle Long!" Little Bailong muttered, his body was spinning, repairing the wound.

　　Just a few days ago, I ran into a group of monsters, and the little white dragon touched their nest and emptied their warehouse while the big monster was sleeping.

　　Then they were chased madly.

　　That big demon was very unusual, extremely difficult to deal with, and even the little white dragon almost died.

　　In the end, he had to move out of his senior brother in the dojo.

　　"Ouch! A bunch of bastards, they can't stop!"

　　"I can see clearly with the big dog's eyes. Uncle Long's senior brother is Zhu Ganghya. They are all brothers in a dojo. They are the former Marshal Tianpeng!"

　　As a result, Xiaobailong didn't say that the pig was just fine, but when he said that the big demon opposite, his eyes suddenly turned red!

　　"Are you guys a gang?!!" The big demon roared, bursting out with [-] points of strength, chasing after him frantically.

　　Xiaobailong lived his life with nine deaths, and finally escaped to Yingchoujian, only to be able to escape.

　　Almost didn't get pissed off.

　　Not being chased by a big demon, but being maddened by a pig.

　　"It's just been dismissed from the dojo by Uncle Long. It's only been two months. What did you do with this dead pig?"

　　"What the hell did you do!! And the canopy? I'm $%^#$^%#$"

　　Xiao Bailong cursed and smeared his body with herbs.

　　But even if Xiao Bailong was chased and killed, he still remembered the teacher's teachings, and he didn't dare to mention the name of the heavens, and he didn't dare to mention the name of the teacher.

　　The little white dragon groaned, baring his teeth and cracking his mouth.

　　"If you knew that Lao Tzu came from the heavens and who is the master, I would have scared you to death long ago, and dared to hunt down Lao Tzu?"

　　It's a pity that the Master won't let me say...

　　"I don't know where many brothers and sisters have gone..."

　　"I heard that Senior Sister, returned to China and became a king? Then should I prepare some congratulations?"

　　"Ouch, but Uncle Long is so poor that he can't even wear shorts."

　　Xiao Bailong said in frustration.

　　"I don't know, when will I be able to go back to the master and look at the 'Tomb of God' again."

　　"No, you can't just go back like this, Master, if you don't make a name for yourself, how can Uncle Long have the face to go back?"

　　For the Dojo of the Heavens, it is the holy place in the heart of the little white dragon, the sacred ivory tower.

　　No matter your background, no matter your past, no matter your talent.

　　They are all the best friends, all huddled in the Hongmeng Book Pavilion, studying hard in the cold window, accompanied by laughter and pain.

　　There are books to read, friends, and brothers and sisters

　　That was the happiest time in Xiaobailong's life.

　　Just like a pig mane.

　　Although he is a pig, he likes to call himself Tianpeng, but he doesn't dislike him, doesn't he?

　　When he left the dojo, he also gave him his most precious dragon treasure.

　　"Wait for this meeting, Uncle Long will send your favorite big mouth!"

　　The little white dragon Ao Ao shouted, exasperated.

　　Just when the little white dragon was in a state of despair, he suddenly froze for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the west.

　　After watching it for a while, Xiaobai Longxu said with eyes, "That's... baby? Did it come to your door?"

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　　In the distant sky, there is a figure, stepping on the golden lotus.

　　Xiaguang shrouded her body, the Buddha's light was surging, and the golden flames rose.

　　He holds a suet jade bottle in his hand, with emerald green willow branches inserted.

　　It is none other than Guanyin Bodhisattva!

　　She came slowly across the sky, accompanied by endless Buddha sounds.

　　She looked into the distance, her eyes puzzled and puzzled.

　　According to Tiandao, it should be around here.

　　There should be an existence related to the person who learned the scriptures.

　　What about the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea?

　　After thinking for a while, in the extreme distance, Guanyin Bodhisattva transformed into a colorful peacock.

　　Slowly flew towards the front, trying to find the little white dragon.

　　As a result, just when Guanyin Bodhisattva just flew over the Yingchou Stream......

　　Boom! !

　　A huge sound, deafening and screaming, accompanied by endless water clouds, a huge white dragon that stretched thousands of feet, suddenly appeared above the sky!

　　White scales, white beard, dragon mighty and mighty nine days and ten places!

　　In the golden vertical dragon eyes, there seems to be lava flowing, and the sun is born and destroyed!

　　The slender body and the strong dragon body are like steel, sonorous and powerful, and every inch of muscle is like the hand of God, completely natural!

　　Exudes extremely terrifying fluctuations!

　　This is!

　　Little White Dragon!

　　Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, and then the peacock's pupils exuded the brilliance of excitement!

　　Finally found!

　　Guanyin Bodhisattva coughed and was about to speak...

　　"Ouch!!"

　　He was interrupted by Xiao Bailong's voice, stretched out a dragon claw, and looked over with a sullen face.

　　"Bah!!!"

　　"Wu that miscellaneous hairy bird! Listen to Uncle Long!"

　　"This mountain is mine!"

　　"I planted this tree!"

　　"I want to cross this road."

　　"Don't hand over the money to buy road money quickly!"

　　Guanyin:"?????"

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Chapter 7 The Tomb of God, Xuanwu Jia, I call you a fairy!

　　The little white dragon appeared above the clouds, surrounded by immortal rhythm.

　　As he spoke, he slowly stretched out the dragon's claws, spit, and combed the dragon's hair on his forehead.

　　Don't panic.

　　It looks like a veteran here.

　　On the opposite side, Guanyin Bodhisattva was full of confusion.

　　Robbery?

　　Guanyin Bodhisattva looked stiff.

　　She lowered her head and looked at the Eagle Sorrow Stream below.

　　Then he turned his head and looked at the forest.

　　You drive this mountain....Is there a mountain here?

　　Are these trees planted by you?

　　Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has black lines all over his head.

　　On the opposite side, seeing the peacock being so ignorant of his admiration, Xiao Bailong's face suddenly became angry.

　　"Ouch!! What are you doing, that stray bird? Didn't you hear what Uncle Long said?"

　　As he said that, he looked at him ill-naturedly.

　　"Hurry up and hand over all the valuable treasures on your body!"

　　"Don't be ignorant of flattery!"

　　"Uncle Long is very busy!"

　　Xiao Bailong said this, spittle and stars scattered, and suddenly he was suspicious, and looked up and down at Guanyin Bodhisattva with empty eyes.

　　"Looking at you like a dog, shouldn't you be a poor ghost?"

　　Hearing this, the Guanyin Bodhisattva opposite almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

　　Bird-like dog-like? !

　　She has lived for so long, and no one dares to speak to her like this!