The eyes of Bodhisattva Lingji flashed, and he said with a faint smile: "Wukong, someone asked me to give you a gift."

"Gift?" Sun Wukong scratched his ears and said in confusion: "What? I, Lao Sun, have no friendship with those people in Lingshan? Could it be Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

Lingji Bodhisattva stretched out his hand and a peach appeared in his palm. However, the size of a child's fist was like an underdeveloped dwarf compared to the immortal fruit Lingpeach. It was far from the outer image and size.

Bodhisattva Lingji smiled slightly, and the peaches in his palm flew up and slowly fell, floating in front of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at Lingji Bodhisattva, took the peach in suspicion, and took a bite at will.

After taking a bite, Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly became straight. The familiar sour feeling turned slightly red in the corners of his eyes. He finished eating the peaches, holding the peach pits tightly, looking up at the sky, trying not to let the wet eyes shed tears, and his chest fluctuated violently showing his inner uneasiness.

Tang Sanzang and Zhu Bajie also noticed Sun Wukong's strangeness and looked at him worriedly.

Sun Wukong took a few deep breaths, suppressed his uneasy heart, and asked, "Where did you... you come from this peach?"

Bodhisattva Lingji said with reverence: "This peach was given by the supreme saint of Buddhism before I came, and I will bring it to you."

Sun Wukong said with a flash of eyes: "He...what is his name?"

Bodhisattva Lingji shook his head and smiled and said, "It's unspeakable! The saint asked the little monk to bring you a sentence: Three inches of the Lingtai is the holy mountain, and a crescent moon is in my heart. Wukong, I'm waiting for you in Lingshan."

Sun Wukong's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was trembling with excitement. It was him, it was him, master~ the master came to find me.

Hahaha~ Sun Wukong looked up at the sky and let out a burst of laughter, which shook the sky and resounded through the mountains and rivers.

Tang Sanzang, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing hurriedly covered their ears, especially Tang Sanzang squatted on the ground with a look of pain.

Lingji Bodhisattva fell down, blocked in front of Tang Sanzang, and shouted: "Wukong~"

Sun Wukong's laughter stopped, his face was still flushed with excitement. His figure flashed forward and grabbed Lingji Bodhisattva's robe. In front of Sa, he asked excitedly: "Is my master okay? Did your master say anything else? Did your master talk about me, Lao Sun?"

Lingji Bodhisattva took two steps back awkwardly and said, "The saint is naturally very good."

Tang Sanzang stood up and stood beside him, watching Sun Wukong and Lingji Bodhisattva constantly open their mouths, dig their ears, and shouted: "Bajie! What did the monkey and Lingji Bodhisattva say? Why don't we hear it? Do they have any little secrets?"

Lingji Bodhisattva and Sun Wukong turned their heads at the same time and looked at Tang Sanzang.

Zhu Bajie muttered in a low voice: "Master, please keep your voice down."

Tang Sanzang shouted loudly: "Bajie, what did you say? I can't hear it!"

Zhu Bajie shouted to Tang Sanzang's ear: "Small sound~"

Tang Sanzang nodded and said loudly: "I heard this time. I'm already very quiet! They can't hear it."

Zhu Bajie was speechless. They were not deaf people. How could you not hear such a loud voice?!

Sun Wukong stared at Tang Sanzang with disgust, really embarrassing me, Old Sun.

Sun Wukong chased Lingji Bodhisattva and asked a lot about Bodhi Patriarch. After a long time, he recovered from his excitement and suddenly thought of several questions. The master is a Buddhist saint. Why didn’t he save me? He let the Tathagata suppress me, Lao Sun for five hundred years?!

Junior Brother Mingxuan is the rival of Buddhism. In the future, will I, Lao Sun, help the master or junior brother Mingxuan?

In the past, my master didn’t ask me to mention his name, so why now I recognize my old son?

Guanyin brought a tight spell to my old Sun, does the master know?

Questions surged in my heart. With the previous suspicion of making a big fuss in the sky, Sun Wukong felt more and more that a huge black shadow was covering him, manipulating his monkey life. His master seemed very strange in it. He was reluctant to doubt the master, but one unreliable question after another surged in his heart. Sun Wukong's expression was a little dazed for a moment.

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at Sun Wukong and said with a smile: "The saint knows that the great saint may not be the opponent of the Bull Demon King, so he specially ordered me to bring the Arhat to subdue the demons."

Sun Wukong was shocked and said quickly: "Bodhisattva, Brother Niu and I are sworn brothers. There is no need to fight, I will just go and persuade me."

Bodhisattva Lingji looked at Sun Wukong, smiled and nodded, and said, "Okay! I will follow the Great Sage!" A auspicious cloud rose at the feet of the two of them, holding them towards the south.

Tang Sanzang dug his ears and shouted: "Bajie, why are they leaving?"

Zhu Bajie shouted in Tang Sanzang's ear: "They are going to find the Bull Demon King."

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together happily and shouted, "Amitabha~"

Sha Wujing looked at Zhu Bajie worriedly and said, "Second Brother, the master is not deaf, right?"

Zhu Bajie said indifferently: "Don't worry, the master is Jin Chanzi's reincarnation. How could he be so easily injured? Just take a break."

Tang Sanzang suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhu Bajie. Sha Wujing shouted seriously: "Don't say bad things about being a teacher behind your back!"

Sha Wujing: “…”

Zhu Bajie: "..."

In the listening cave outside Tianmen Mountain, Liu Erteng stood up, strode outward, rushed out of the cave entrance and flew towards the hanging island.

On the hanging island, Zhang Mingxuan was cooking on the lawn. Clean unwashed golden cicadas were placed on the plate next to him, and it seemed that they had just thawed.

Yaya squatted beside Zhang Mingxuan, her bright big eyes circling between Zhang Mingxuan and Jin Chanzi.

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and said, "Do you want to eat it? Let me tell you! Fried golden cicadas are delicious in the world. After my skillful hand-processing, it is even more rare in the world."

He smashed his tongue and said regretfully: "This golden cicada is just ordinary. If it is an immortal golden cicada, it is delicious. It is even more delicious than dragon meat. However, it would be too cruel to hunt and eat them after opening the wisdom.

If Yaya wants to eat in the future, dad will buy it for you. There are still some golden cicada monsters selling their own in the market."

‘Yeah~’ Yaya nodded vigorously and said in a slight voice: “Da, okay~”

Zhang Mingxuan rubbed Yaya's head and smiled and said, "Yaya likes to eat. I will ask Qingxuan to store more next year. There are still too few that are left this year, and there are not much left."

Yaya squinted her eyes and smiled, "Auntie is good, too!"

Zhang Mingxuan laughed and said, "You little sloppy, you know how to please people."

Liu Er hurriedly walked over from outside, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Mr., something happened."

Zhang Mingxuan asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Liu Er said seriously: "Buddhism is going to attack the Bull Demon King."
Chapter completed!