Journey to the West: The Strongest Demon Emperor

Chapter 221 – Threaten Zhenyuan Daxian

But he said that Yuan Daxian, the next day, got up at dawn, had a morning fast, and came to the temple.

He taught Qingfeng to bring a whip and said, “It’s time to beat Tang Sanzang today.”

Qingfeng wheeled the whip, looked at Tang Seng, and said, “I hit you.”

The willow tree also responded: “Hit it.”

So, Qingfeng played ping-pong for thirty.

Qingfeng turned the whip again, and said to Bajie: “I hit you.”

The willow tree also responded: “Hit it.”

When the Drifting and Xiao Hei had been beaten, they also responded, “Fight.”

However, at this moment, a student of Zhenyuan Daxian rushed over and said, “Master, it’s not good. I didn’t eat forages that morning. I was afraid that I would starve him out, so I stuffed some into his mouth. Who knows the horse? It suddenly turned into a willow branch!”

At this moment, Qingfeng also lost his whip and reported: “Master, I thought it was all those monks who beat them, but this time, they all beat the roots of the willow tree!”

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan sneered when he heard the words, hehe, and said: “It is said that Sun Xingzhe once made trouble in the heavenly palace and spread the net, but he can’t stop him. It is justified. It’s just that you just leave. But why are you tying some willows here and imposing them? I originally planned to let them go after a small punishment today! They deceived me so much, but they can’t just leave it alone! Wait for me to catch them!”

After Zhenyuan Daxian finished speaking, he raised his cloud head.

Looking west from a high altitude, he saw Tang Seng Qin Ming and a group of teachers and apprentices picking up packages and riding horses, and they were on their way.

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan lowered the cloud head and shouted: “Sun Xingzhe! Go there! Monk Tang, return me and my ginseng fruit!”

When Ba Jie heard it, he couldn’t help but said in horror: “It’s over, it’s over! The enemy is here again!”

Seeing this, Qin Ming couldn’t help being a little annoyed by Zhenyuan’s entanglement. He said to Tang Seng: “Master, you hide, I will go to him for a while to see if he can take care of him, so I can get away.”

Tang Seng heard this, but he never agreed.

The Drifter was afraid that he would be caught again and be flogged again, so he grabbed his treasure stick and rushed up.

Zhu Bajie raised the nine-foot nail palladium, Qin Ming used a golden hoop, Xiao Hei took up the black tasseled spear, and the four of them stepped forward, enclosing the Zhenyuan Daxian in the air, messing up the building.

However, Qin Ming muttered about the strength of the Great Immortal Zhenyuan, the ancestor of the earth immortal.

In this fierce battle, four people and four magic soldiers attacked fiercely, but Zhenyuan Daxian responded naturally with a whisk.

He blocked from left to right, front and back, but he was easy to do.

Although Qin Ming knew the Journey to the West and the name of Zhenyuan Great Immortal, he didn’t know the true strength of Zhenyuan Great Immortal, otherwise, he would never be so impulsive.

In other words, this Zhen Yuan Daxian is also called Zhen Yuanzi, which is the refined form of the congenital soil, accompanied by ginseng fruit trees and ground scripts.

Zhen Yuanzi only worships heaven but not earth.

Because Zhen Yuanzi is also a great power, that Tao Zu Hongjun has the grace to teach him, Sanqing and other saints are classmates with him, no one in the rest of the sky can be higher than Zhen Yuanzi’s generation and cultivation base, and can’t bear it. He bowed.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

As a great power, if you want to assault the position of a saint, you need the grandeur of the great opportunity!

The number of Hongmeng Purple Qi was limited, and Zhen Yuanzi had not obtained it, so he could not attack the position of the saint!

However, Zhen Yuanzi had a good friend, who called the ancestor of Hongyun, but he got that great purple air!

It is a pity that the ancestor Hongyun was not sufficiently savvy. He obtained the purple qi, but he did not become a saint. On the contrary, he was secretly calculated to die because he was carrying a heavy treasure, and that great purple qi was finally lost.

After the death of his friend Hongyun ancestor, Zhen Yuanzi kept a low profile and did not participate in the battle of the immortal world. He held a book from the earth and opened up a realm of Wanshou Mountain, made good connections, cultivated leisurely, and did not associate with the world. The title is the same as the world, and is revered as the ancestor of the earth immortal, while Zhen Yuanzi is called the ancestor of the earth immortal.

But they said that Qin Ming and his party fought with Zhen Yuanzi, each of them raised their magical soldiers, and attacked together. The Zhen Yuan Daxian was just a whisk, and he fought with them for half an hour!

Afterwards, Zhenyuan Daxian unfolded the sleeves of his robe, and still took the people and the white dragon horse together with their luggage, and went back to Yuntou, and then to the temple of Wuzhuang.

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan sat on the temple, but he moved everyone out one by one from his sleeve, and tied the Tang monk to the short locust tree below the steps, and tied Qin Ming, Bajie, Xiaohei, and Drifting to the trees on both sides.

After a short while, after being tied up, the apprentice of Zhenyuan Daxianjiao took out ten pieces of the long cloth.

Zhu Bajie saw him, and smiled: “Daxian! How shameful this is, he even took out cloth to make clothes with us! The materials should be reduced, and more pants can be made.”

Daxian Zhenyuan ignored the idiot’s gibberish, he said to his apprentice: “Wrap these monks in cloth!”

Upon hearing this, all the immortals stepped forward and wrapped up.

After a while, the entanglement was over, and Zhenyuan Daxian again taught his apprentice to take out the paint.

All the immortals hurriedly took some raw and cooked lacquer collected from the sun, and lacquered some of his cloth, all covered with lacquer, leaving only their heads and faces on them.

Seeing this, Ba Jie couldn’t help yelling: “Sir, it doesn’t matter at the top, but there are still holes in the bottom, we are so respectful.”

Zhenyuan Daxian taught to carry the cauldron out again.

Zhu Bajie saw it and said with a smile: “Good luck! My old pig happened to be hungry. They brought it out of the pot, thinking it was cooking and eating with us. That’s all, let’s eat some food and be full. Dead ghosts are also beautiful.”

Zhong Xian Guo carried out a big pot and put it under the steps.

Zhenyuan Daxian called to set up dry firewood and started a raging fire, and said, “Bring the clear oil into a pot and burn it to the boil. Put the cheerful Zhubajie who has been screaming into the oil pot and pierce him to avenge my ginseng fruit!”

“No! My old pig has thin skin, and it will be cooked as soon as it is fried!”

When Zhu Bajie heard the words, his face paled in fright, and shouted loudly.

In an instant, the pan will boil. Everyone heard Daxian Zhenyuan’s order to put Bajie into the oil pan.

“Hold on! Let me do it for him!”

Qin Ming couldn’t help but say miserably.

Zhenyuan Great Immortal, hearing the words, nodded, and said, “Also, it’s up to you, but you can come first!”

However, Qin Ming was careful, fearing that Yuan Daxian’s spells would be unpredictable in this town, he was making hands and feet in the oil pan. He looked around and saw that there was a pavilion to the east of the platform, and a stone lion to the west.

Qin Ming stretched his body, bit the tip of his tongue, secretly squirted the stone lion, and shouted, “Change!”

The lion changed into Qin Ming’s own appearance, trapped in the tree for him, but Qin Ming turned into the lion, no one noticed, the lion’s eyes secretly looked at everything outside as if they were alive.

At this time, I just listened to Xiaoxian’s report on the side: “Master, the oil pan is boiling through.”

Upon hearing this, Zhenyuan Great Immortal ordered: “Throw Sun Xingzhe!”

A fairy boy came over, untied the rope, and went to lift Qin Ming, but couldn’t lift it.

Eight fairy children can’t lift them together, and another eight can’t lift them.

Everyone, seeing this, said: “This monkey loves the soil and is hard to move. Since he was a child, he is also strong.”

In the end, twenty little immortals came, lifted him up, shook him into the pot, and made a sound of cooking, splashed with some boiling oily ideas, and burned the faces of the little priests with a few large bubbles of singe!

The kid who could only hear the fire shouted: “The pot is leaking! The pot is leaking!”

As soon as the voice fell, there was no oil left, and the bottom of the pot was broken. Upon closer inspection, a stone lion was placed in it.

When Zhenyuan Daxian saw this, he furiously said: “You screaming monkey, you are so rude! When you are my face, but you still do your hands and feet! Why do you mess with my stove again after you leave?”

Seeing this Zhen Yuan Daxian keep tossing, Qin Ming couldn’t help feeling a little impatient if he did not know when he wanted to toss.

“Old man, old grandson has already given you face a few times. Believe it or not, if you don’t let my master and the younger brothers go! I will break your ginseng fruit tree so that you have no more fruit to enjoy!”

When everyone heard the sound, their eyes looked for the sound, but they saw that the word was spit out from the mouth of the stone lion.

At this time, Qin Ming also changed his body, from the stone lion back to the monkey body.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Ming walked up to Zhenyuan Daxian fearlessly, staring directly at Zhenyuan Daxian, waiting for his reply.

Journey to the West: The Strongest Demon Emperor