Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

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After resting for several weeks, Jiang Hao’s mood improved.

Westbound continues, Westward Journey resumes!

After leaving the treasure elephant country, all the way to the west, it was not long before he encountered another mountain blocking the road, this mountain, really a good mountain, majestic mountains, cut peaks.

Under the deep stream of the bay ring, the lonely steep cliff side, under the deep stream of the bay ring, Rui only heard the laa playing the anaconda turned over, the lonely steep cliff side, but saw that Rui Rui came out of the forest tiger cut its tail.

Looking up, the head of the mountain is abruptly clear through the blue sky; Looking back, the valley is deep and blue.

Jiang Hao rode on his horse, hugged the beauty, looked at all this in his eyes, and did not speak.

“Gongzi, please have a drink!”

Mrs. White Bone drank the wine, and then handed over the flaming red lips, but passed the wine with her mouth.

In this way, the fragrant scene, the Tang monk is completely invisible, Sun Wukong is looking left and right, his eyes are never here, and the sand monk is jealous, jealousy makes him unrecognizable.

As for the little white dragon Ao Lie, the third prince of the West Sea Dragon King, it is humiliating enough to become a mount, and now it is just sitting on it to show affection, and this dog food can still be eaten. （o(–﹏–)o）

Drinking red lips and fine wine, Jiang Hao was in a good mood, and couldn’t help but sing: “Wine is long whale thirsty to swallow the sea, cursive thin vines are full of frost.” Fu Jun’s poems were packed up, and there was no such madness for the next five hundred years. ”

A drinking poem is also a good masterpiece, and as soon as it was born, it was attracting heaven and earth to lower its breath, and all this was already taken for granted by the Tang monks.

Soon, the people walking on the flat top of the mountain met a woodcutter wearing an old blue felt hat and a collared soap coat.

“Elder stay, there is a group of poisonous demons and monsters in this mountain, who specialize in eating your people from all over the world!” The woodcutter reminded.

But it is also strange, since he knows that there are demons in this mountain, a woodcutter dares to wander around the mountain, and when he sees Sun Wukong and the sand monk, these two elders are demon people, and they are not afraid, and they specially opened their mouths to remind them.

“Huh!”

Jiang Hao sneered, took another sip of wine, and then rode the white dragon horse slowly forward, completely ignoring it.

“Nonsense, nonsense, just plain nonsense, it’s really dirty to my ears!” Jiang Hao scoffed.

Jiang Hao’s departure did not affect anything, what should be done, or must be done, otherwise how to publicize it, get merit and luck?

“And don’t say that I don’t know the origin of the demon, so how dare you deport him?” Where to go? The woodcutter said.

“If it is a heavenly demon, Xie and the Jade Emperor; If it is a soil demon, solve it and the earth house. West Buddha, the sanctification of the East. The solution and true martial arts in the north, the solution and fire virtue in the south. It is the essence solution, it is the sneaky solution and the king of Yan. Each has its own direction. My grandson was familiar everywhere, sent a letter of approval, and untied him overnight. Sun Wukong said.

“That monster has an extraordinary background, a baby, anyway, you should be careful!”

When the words fell, the woodcutter turned and entered the jungle and disappeared.

Sun Wukong’s fire eye golden eye saw through its identity, it was the heavenly gongcao, so it opened its mouth again, and it was another piece of nonsense.

After that, the Tang monk was captured in the lotus cave, and Sun Wukong fought the golden horn and silver horn, and was defeated.

“Such Tang Monk meat, how can you and I enjoy it exclusively?”

“Hurry, go and invite our mother!”

Golden horn and silver horn, send people to invite their mother, to share Tang monk meat with them, so as to live forever and stay young.

Immortality, for a woman, may not be too important.

However, youth is eternal, but it can make 90% of women give everything for it.

The nine-tailed demon fox came, this is a white-haired woman, from her vague face, you can see her previous silhouette, it must be absolutely beautiful.

Unfortunately, the red face is no match for the years, and no matter how beautiful the face, under the erosion of the years, it will eventually become old.

The white-haired nine-tailed demon fox died, under Sun Wukong’s club, and before she died, she still did not let go of the roll, golden dangling rope.

Golden horn, silver horn, great compassion! Wear a filial piety and bury it.

After several twists and turns, Sun Wukong finally surrendered the golden horn and silver horn, and at this time, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed.

Purple qi came east, 30,000 li.

Purple qi like the sea came from the east, instantly filling the sky and the earth, indescribable, intimidating, immortal qi, raging in ten directions, every inch is purple, every inch is purple flame.

Taishang Laojun, from the palace thirty-three days away, came to earth.

“The gourd is my dan servant, the clean bottle is my water for me, the sword is my devil, the fan is my fire fan, and the rope is the belt of my robe.

Those two monsters, one is the boy who looks at the golden furnace, and the other is the boy who looks at the silver stove. Just because he stole my treasure and came down to the realm, and there was nowhere to find it, but you took it today and got merit. ”

Sun Wukong said: “If you indulge your family as an evil, you should ask for a crime that is not strict.” ”

Lao Jun said, “This is the Bodhisattva of the Sea who asked me to borrow it three times, and sent her here to transform the demon, to see that your master and apprentice can really go west.” ”

Sun Wukong said, “It was originally a test for the bodhisattva, but it was a rude disrespectful for our master and apprentice!” ”

The Tang monks and everyone together performed a Buddhist salute to Taishang Laojun to make amends, and Taishang Laojun did not say much, and returned to heaven with five spiritual treasures, golden horns and silver horns.

“By cutting off the love silk by the amount of robbery, the saint is really ruthless?”

Jiang Hao rode a white horse and slowly came to the front of Taishang Laojun, looking at each other, and an indescribable breath swept through Siye. _

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