Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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Jiang Hao’s punch came too suddenly, and that method was unheard of.

The ginseng fruit tree really did not return to its senses for a while, and when it woke up, Jiang Hao had already eaten two ginseng fruits and ran away.

“My fruit falls when it meets gold, withers when it meets wood, melts when it meets water, scorches when it meets fire, and enters when it meets soil, and it is difficult to fall without special utensils.”

“But that sword transcends the principle of the five elements of mutual survival, and cuts off the connection between the ginseng fruit and the Wushu from the origin, and the unheard and unseen means is the magical secret technique taught by the preacher of the other realm?”

“Hahaha, funny, interesting, what a funny boy!”

Looking at Jiang Hao’s running back, there was a burst of laughter in the ginseng fruit tree, and the green leaves that covered the sky rattled and shimmered with light, illuminating this side of the world.

Zhen Yuanzi was really happy, in such a long time, he had not seen such an interesting person for a long time, which made him nostalgic for the past and miss his best friend Hongyun Daoist.

“Taking an unusual path, such a “way”, really makes me look forward to it, look forward to it! ”

Zhen Yuanzi’s voice gradually became inaudible, the ginseng fruit tree was still towering, chaotic and misty, and it looked mysterious.

“I didn’t chase after me, I didn’t make a move, so it’s okay?” But yes, in the original work, the later Zhen Yuanzi once took out ten ginseng fruits to entertain Tang monks and bodhisattvas, I think he is not a stingy person, after all, who to eat or not? ”

“Hiccup, good to hold on!”

Jiang Hao burped several times in a row, touched his somewhat bulging belly, and only felt that it was uncomfortable.

You know, Jiang Hao today has cultivated “Eight Nine Xuangong” to the peak of the fifth turn, and he can step into the sixth turn at any time.

And even so, this flesh is still uncomfortable supported by this majestic medicinal power, which shows the strength of the ginseng fruit.

“I have already sensed the bottleneck of the Golden Immortal, and I can try to break through the Taiyi Realm at any time!”

“However, my practice is too fast, I must be steady!”

Jiang Hao touched his stomach and muttered, he returned to the room and crossed his knees on the soft bed, and continued to meditate and refine his majestic medicinal power.

The rooster announced, the sun was shining, the breeze and the bright moon woke up, and without saying a word, he immediately came to the backyard.

The two leaned under the tree, looked up and counted, and reversed their exchanges, and there were only twenty-four.

Ming Yue said, “Can you settle accounts?” ”

Qingfeng said: “I will, you say in the future.” ”

Ming Yue said: “The fruit was originally thirty, and the master opened the garden, and he ate two and twenty-eight; Twenty-six more; Now twenty-four, but no less than two? No need to talk about it, no need to talk about it, it must have been stolen by that gang of evil people, and we only scolded the Tang monks to come. ”

Qingfeng and bright moon, it doesn’t matter, anyway, this black pot is the back of the Tang monk.

The two went out of the garden gate, came to the hall, pointed to the Tang monk, bald before and after the baldness, the filthy words were endless and cursed, the Tang monk was angry, naturally he wanted to find Sun Wukong to vent.

Sun Wukong really wanted to steal it yesterday, but isn’t this an attempt?

Unfortunately, Sun Wukong is a rectum, and his temper is very hot, and he jumped directly to his feet and said: “Old Sun did take the golden strike yesterday, but he met Jiang Shizhuo halfway and was persuaded by him to come back!” ”

“Huh, did you admit it?”

“What, admitted?”

“If it wasn’t for you stealing it, what are you doing with a golden strike, ginseng fruit is not an ordinary thing, it can be beaten!”

“That’s right, it’s you!”

Qingfeng and Mingyue are sure that Sun Wukong did it, as for going to confront Jiang Hao? Inexistent.

“Aaaaah!”

Sun Wu air’s jumping feet, steel teeth clenched, fire eyes rounded, and he said angrily: “Good!” Good! Good! ”

This scolding is scolding to the end of the night.

In the third night, Sun Wukong couldn’t bear it, and directly cast magical powers, turning a monkey hair into a fake body, but his real body came to the backyard and knocked down the ginseng fruit tree with a few sticks.

On the second day, Qingfeng and Mingyue naturally found out, and they wanted to go to the master to come back, but they were stunned by Sun Wukong’s magic power again.

This time the Tang monk, but he knew that there was a big disaster.

“You monkey, push the tree, push the tree, those ginseng fruits are so good, don’t you know to put it up first and honor it as a teacher?” It’s all wasted now! ”

Tang Monk pointed at Sun Wukong and scolded, in fact, he wanted to eat it at that time, but he was just politely prevaricating, but he didn’t expect Jiang Hao to take it directly.

On the evening of that day, the Tang monk’s mind was full of the cute appearance of ginseng fruit, which was a dream all night.

“Master, you are right, Lao Sun forgot this stubble music, next time will definitely be doomed!” Sun Wukong touched his head and said.

“And next time?”

The sand monk picked up the flat burden, almost fainted, he felt that he was not on the same channel with these two people at all, and there was no communication.

Sun Wukong opened the way, the Tang monk was actually a white dragon horse, the sand monk carried the burden, three people and one horse, along the road all the way to the west.

This run is a non-stop day and night.

“Hey, Goku, why isn’t Wei Shi’s head swollen?”

“Yes, Lao Sun also feels that his head is itchy, lack of knocking!”

Tang Monk and Sun Wukong looked at each other, and they seemed to have forgotten an important figure.

Sand Monk: “…………”_

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