"Wen Yu, you should eat this ginseng fruit. After eating, we will go to the theater. Counting the time, the show should start by now."

Tang Sanzang casually threw the ginseng fruit to the dead ghost king.

"Thank you Master!"

Naturally, the dead ghost king did not refuse. He swallowed it in several mouthfuls, crossed his legs and started refining.

That night, he and senior brother Ling Xuzi slept together, knowing that everyone had eaten this fruit. It was very precious to others, but it was not worth mentioning to his master.

"Ah this..."

The Qiu Shou Immortal was completely numb. What a precious thing like ginseng fruit was eaten by a Xuan Immortal!?

Good guy, even if this Xuanxian is his eldest brother, Qiu Shouxian still feels that this is a waste of natural resources.

Ginseng fruit, even some quasi-sages have never eaten it!

"Holy Monk, this ginseng fruit is so precious..."

"Hehe, Xiaojiazi is angry, aren't you? It's just ginseng fruit. I, the old pig, have also eaten it. Not only me, but also these brothers and sisters, who haven't eaten it?"

Zhu Bajie said with a groan.

Just kidding, the current Buddhist scripture collection team only has those with the lowest cultivation level who are in the early stage of Taiyi Golden Fairyland...

emmm~ In the end, it is the senior brother who has the lowest cultivation level.

"What? This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Qiu Shou Xian shook his head.

Only thirty ginseng fruits ripen at a time, so how could a pilgrim get so many from Zhen Yuanzi? If an average person can ask for just one, it is already considered respectable from Zhen Yuanzi.

"Hey, you monster, I'm so angry. Zhen Yuanzi is now my junior fellow disciple, and he has also joined the master's sect."

Sun Wukong said disdainfully.

"..."

At this time, Qiu Shouxian was speechless. In just a few minutes, he was more surprised than he had been in the past hundreds of years!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The middle stage of Xuanxian Realm!

Late stage of Xuanxian Realm!

The pinnacle of Xuanxian Realm!

…

The late stage of Golden Wonderland!

The aura of the dead ghost king soared, and there was pure ghostly ghost energy lingering around him. In just a few words, he crossed a large realm and six small realms, and his cultivation reached the late stage of the Golden Fairy Realm!

"Okay, let's go to Mount Wutai to watch a show."

Tang Sanzang sat back in the golden sedan chair.

"Monkey King, what show are you going to see?"

Qiu Shouxian asked curiously.

Mount Wutai is the monastery of Manjushri Bodhisattva. What kind of drama is there to watch?

"Master has contacted the strong men from Jiejiao, and they are going to massacre Mount Wutai today."

Sun Wukong said casually.

To intercept and teach the strong?

Qiu Shouxian was stunned when he heard this. His family knew about his own affairs, how could there be anyone strong in Jiejiao?

During the Conferred God Tribulation, the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals was broken. Many of the disciples were either on the Conferred God List or captured by the Second Saint of the West. There were also a few villains who betrayed and voluntarily defected to the West.

Now that the saint is missing and the leader of Tongtian is not here, Qiu Shou Xian really can't think of anyone else who can be called a strong person.

Taoist Duobao became Tathagata Buddha, Holy Mother Jin Ling, Zhao Gongming, and Empress Sanxiao were on the list of gods. Holy Mother Turtle Spirit was sucked dry of flesh and blood by Taoist Mosquito. Holy Mother Wudang disappeared. The seven immortals who accompanied her were either taken as mounts or simply surrendered.

The west.

Apart from these, who else in Jiejiao can be considered strong?

Qiu Shou Xian really couldn't think of it.

Even he is only in the late stage of Da Luo Jin Fairyland and cannot become the mount of Manjushri Bodhisattva. Not only does he have no cultivation resources, but he is also suppressed by restrictions and will always be a small level lower than Manjushri Bodhisattva!

Unless Manjusri Bodhisattva falls or the ban is lifted, the Qiu-headed Immortal will never be able to rise to prominence.

"Get up the sedan!"

Ling Xuzi called out, and Lord Cangshan hurriedly followed, lifted up the sedan chair, and Tang San, surrounded by a group of great demons, rushed towards Mount Wutai.

"Walk."

Qiushou Xian reached out and grabbed the prince, and quickly followed him.

"Huh? If a Buddhist scripture seeker doesn't go to the West to seek scriptures, why would he take a detour and come to my place?"

On Mount Wutai, Manjusri Bodhisattva frowned and looked into the distance, seeing streaks of demonic energy covering the sky and the sun, rushing towards him.

"Is that evil beast looking for death?"

Suddenly, Manjushri Bodhisattva narrowed his eyes and saw the Qiushou Immortal. A cold look appeared on his face. He stepped on the lotus platform and walked towards the Qiushou Immortal.

"not good!"

Qiu Shouxian's expression changed and he threw the prince to the dead ghost king.

"Bastard, what are you going to do?!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva whipped his whip towards the Immortal Qiushou.

"Well!"

As for Qiu Shouxian, under the control of the restriction, he couldn't resist at all and could only stand there and be beaten passively!

"The bald donkey is so impudent! You see Master Sun, Master Dharma Master, and you don't come to pay your respects!?"

Sun Wukong took out a Ruyi golden cudgel the size of an embroidery needle from his ear, swung it gently, turned it into the thickness of a bowl, and hit Manjushri Bodhisattva.

"Bang!"

The whip collided with the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

"Monkey, you want to stop me?!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva's face darkened.

"Hey! Why did I stop you?"

"A straight bitch, a dog-like person, how dare you make such a noise?"

"You, a bird Bodhisattva, should be beaten when you see that my old pig master refuses to bow to you!"

Black Bear Spirit, Monk Sha, and Zhu Bajie all took out their weapons and stared at Manjushri Bodhisattva with eager eyes. If the master just said a word, they would go up and hack the bald donkey to death!

Seeing this, Manjushri Bodhisattva's expression was cloudy and uncertain.

Judging from Sun Wukong's blow just now, although he is very reluctant to admit it, the fact is that he is probably no match for this monkey. Now that there are so many monsters and wolves around him, he naturally does not dare to act rashly.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the void shattered, and a figure stepped out of the air holding a blue sword.

"Immortal Holy Mother!?" Manjushri Bodhisattva looked like he had seen a ghost.

During the Conferred God Calamity, the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals was broken, and Our Lady of Wudang disappeared. They all thought that Our Lady of Wudang had already been destroyed in form and spirit when the formation was broken.

"Senior sister!" Qiu Shouxian shouted in surprise.

Sure enough, there is a strong Jie Jiao, but it’s still Senior Sister Wudang! Senior Sister Wudang is still alive!

"Humph! Manjusri suffers death!"

The eyes of Our Lady of Wudang were full of coldness.

When she came today, she didn't use the things given by the Tongtian leader to hide her identity.

She wants to use the name of Mother Wudang and the blood of Manjushri Bodhisattva to tell the three realms that Jiejiao still exists and will always be there!

I came here just to kill Manjusri!

"Damn it!"

Feeling the fierce murderous intention, Manjushri Bodhisattva panicked and quickly sent a message to Lingshan.

"cut!"

A sword flew across the sky, and the sword energy soared into the sky!

"This is the Qingping Sword of Master Tongtian!"

In the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor suddenly stood up.

"Sister Wudang!"

Zhao Gongming, the chief deity of the Wealth Department, Our Lady of Jinling, the main deity of the Fighting Department, Sanxiao Empress, the Three Immortals who accompanied the world, Jiutian Yingyuan, the main deity of the Lei Department, and Tianzun Wenzhong, the universal god of thunder... All the gods of the Intercepting Sect were affected by the aura.

Shocked, there was either surprise, joy, or complexity on his face.

"You dare to do nothing!"

Angry voices came from the west, and Tathagata Buddha rushed toward Mount Wutai with his feet on the golden lotus of ninth grade merit.
Chapter completed!