"Yes, if Brother Zhen Yuanzi takes action, Manjusri will be dead!" Bai Jingjing also said.

"This matter should be handled by the strong Jie Jiao."

Tang Sanzang shook his head and said calmly.

Mother Lishan, we can't let this strong man go to waste. Besides, who knows if Lingshan has any big killer weapon, so it would be great to trick her into testing it out.

A dead Taoist friend should not die a poor Taoist.

After all, Lingshan is a sage. If there are any methods left by the two sages of the West, Zhen Yuanzi may not be able to resist them.

Old Mother Lishan was transformed by the Holy Mother Wudang and was a disciple of Master Tongtian. She must have some means of saving her life.

Furthermore, Zhen Yuanzi is still busy in East China Sea revitalizing the Dragon Clan, so if you can avoid disturbing him, don't disturb him.

"Jie Jiao?"

Hearing this, Zhu Bajie and others were stunned.

After the Conferred God Tribulation, the Human Sect and the Chan Sect colluded with the Western Sect to jointly deal with the Jie Jiao. The Jie Jiao has almost been wiped out, and no one has ever heard of a strong Jie Jiao in the Three Realms.

Of course, those who were adopted as mounts by Lingshan and those who were on the list of gods are not included in this calculation.

Tang Sanzang ignored the doubts of several disciples and started communicating with Zhen Yuanzi with the help of the jade talisman.

Tang: Zhen Yuanzi, can you contact Mother Lishan?

Town: Master, Lishan’s mother has a lot of friends. I have a token of her, so I can contact her.

Tang: Tell her, Qiu Shou Xian...

Zhen: Is there such a thing?! Master, don’t worry, the disciple will send a message to her right away!

In the abyss of the East China Sea, Zhen Yuanzi put away the jade talisman with shock on his face.

"Fellow Taoist, what happened outside?"

An old man in red robe asked.

There were black air currents swirling around the old man's body, and the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I didn't expect Old Mother Lishan to be transformed into the Holy Mother of Wudang. Fellow Taoist, you don't have to care about external affairs. I'll help you eliminate the restrictions of heaven."

After Zhen Yuanzi sent a message to Lishan's mother, he started to do business again.

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist."

The old man in red robe shrank his pupils when he heard this, and then nodded politely.

…

Lishan.

"Buddhism goes too far!"

A powerful aura erupted from Lishan's mother.

Originally, all the fellow disciples were taken as mounts by the Buddhist sect, and the master was helpless, so naturally she could only endure it.

But now, Manjusri Bodhisattva has captured the entire Qiu-shou Immortal clan, which has already touched her reverse scale!

In the past, Mother Lishan might have gritted her teeth and endured it for a while, but now...

Looking at the cyan sword in her hand, Old Mother Lishan's eyes flashed with cold light. She was still a little short of being able to fully control it. Tomorrow, she would wash Wutai Mountain with blood and let those bald donkeys in Buddhism know that Jiejiao has not been destroyed yet!

"Okay, get ready to watch the show."

The next morning, Tang Sanzang gave instructions to his disciples.

"Where to go?"

Ling Xuzi asked respectfully.

"First go to Qiu Shou Xian, and then go to Mount Wutai to watch a show."

"yes!"

All the great demons took action, leaving only one Taoist priest still in Baolin Temple.

"Good fortune, great good fortune, this gold is enough for a poor man to travel around the world."

The Taoist bowed deeply to the direction in which the Buddhist scripture collection team was leaving, and then turned back to look at the thirty-six shining golden figures.

"Where is the Qiu Shou Immortal?"

A group of great demons hurried on, but in an instant they arrived at Wuji Foreign Country, thirty to fifty miles away, where Qiu Shou Xian and the Prince were already waiting.

In order not to scare the people of the country, we made an agreement in the dream to meet outside the city.

"Father!"

When he saw the dead ghost king, the prince's eyes lit up and he ran over.

"Your Majesty!"

The dead ghost king's lips trembled.

"Father, that Manjusri..."

"There is no god in your head, and justice lies in your fists. Prince, please remember, nothing is eternal, power is like a floating cloud, and strength is the foundation!"

The dead ghost king interrupted the prince, his face became serious, and as soon as he pointed out, a three-foot-tall stone not far away turned into a ball of powder!

After experiencing this series of things, the dead ghost king also realized that he was pushed into the well and suffered three years of catastrophe. In the final analysis, he still had no strength!

If there were Daluo Jinxian or even quasi-sage powerful people in Wuji country, Manjushri Bodhisattva would dare to be so arrogant!?

Only strength is fundamental!

"Father, you..."

The prince was dumbfounded and immediately froze.

Good guy, wasn't my father killed by his uncle?

Can you still be so strong after death?

Or can you become stronger by becoming a ghost?

For a moment, the prince wanted to wipe his neck with his sword and turn himself into a ghost.

"Your Majesty, my father has now become a disciple of Master and has made some achievements."

The dead ghost king said with a smile.

"Brother, it's not as simple as your cultivation."

Qiu Shouxian said with a complicated expression.

He was promoted to the Xuanxian realm overnight, but there is no trace of vanity at all! It seems that the second brother has an incredible master.

"Your Majesty, this is my father's master. Come and pay homage to your master."

The dead ghost king took the prince to see Tang Sanzang in front of the sedan chair.

"Fuck!"

Seeing this scene, Qiu Shouxian couldn't help but spit out the fragrance.

Damn it, isn’t this a person seeking scriptures? A person in the fairyland? A person with great supernatural powers?

Qiu Shou Xian and the whole demon were dumbfounded.

Wait, no, how could a human immortal create a mysterious immortal overnight?

This Buddhist practitioner is extraordinary!

That idiot Manjusri, where did he get the news that the spiritual level of Buddhist scripture collectors is low? Ordinary?

Are you really afraid that you have some misunderstanding about the word mediocre?

"Well, now that we've met, it's fate between you and me. Now, let's take a whiff."

Tang Sanzang took out a ginseng fruit and waved it in front of the prince's nose.

"emmm~"

The prince was stunned. Isn't his master a bit stingy? When I took it out, I thought it was for me to eat, but I didn't even see it clearly. You just said you would just give it to me to smell it?

Good guy, the prince will not be fooled by Tang Sanzang's actions.

"Ginseng fruit!"

Qiu Shou Xian lost his voice and shouted, "How come there is ginseng fruit in the hands of the Buddhist monks?"

"What ginseng fruit?"

Looking at the ginseng fruit in Tang Sanzang's hand, the prince looked confused. Isn't it just a fruit that looks a bit like a human?

Although our Black-bone Country does not have this kind of fruit, there are several human-shaped Polygonum multiflorum plants in the treasury. I think they are almost the same thing. Why did the uncle have such a big reaction?

"You don't know, this ginseng fruit is a peerless product. It takes three thousand years to bloom, three thousand years to bear fruit, and another three thousand years to mature! There are only thirty at a time! A mortal can live to be three hundred and sixty years old if he smells it!"

Qiu Shouxian said with excitement.

"Fuck!"

The prince was now so shocked that he vomited sweet fragrance from his mouth.

If you smell it, you can live to be 360 ​​years old?

"hiss!"
Chapter completed!