"Holy monk, what are you talking about? Xiaoxian can't understand?" The pine tree spirit smiled awkwardly and said, isn't Tang Sanzang a monk? Why does he still eat meat dishes?
"You monster, you still don't admit it? I'm looking for a beating!" Sun Wukong shouted angrily, picked up the golden cudgel and struck it.
Seeing that something was not going well, the pine tree spirit turned into a gust of dark wind and was about to roll towards Tang Sanzang. However, Qin Ran had already expected it, and a green light appeared in his palm, and he slapped the old man down.
However, a piece of Buddha's light suddenly appeared in the void, and the green palm prints immediately dispersed. The pine tree spirit took advantage of this moment and fled.
Qin Ran glanced up at the sky thoughtfully. It was definitely the Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva who had taken action just now. In order to complete the disaster, the other party would not watch the pine tree spirit fall.
The white tiger spirit drew out his machete and struck out quickly, slashing the red-bearded evil ghost to the ground.
Tang Sanzang looked around and saw a ginseng with a red beard on the ground.
Qin Ran smiled and said, "Looking at this year, it's a thousand-year-old ginseng at least!"
"Master Qin, why don't you stew this ginseng?" Tang Sanzang's eyes shone, and there was a strange movement in his heart. His physique really needs to be replenished, and he might become even more powerful in the future.
Sun Wukong said speechlessly, "Master, I'm afraid you can't bear the medicinal power of this kind of ginseng."
Tang Sanzang said dissatisfied, "You monkey, don't talk nonsense. I don't think the ginseng is very strong. Why can't I bear it as a teacher?"
"Great Sage, since Master Tripitaka wants to eat it, let's stew the ginseng. It would be a waste to throw it away anyway."
Qin Ran smiled and said, this thousand-year-old ginseng is of no use to Sun Wukong and Sha Monk, but it is different for mortals. The medicinal properties are still very strong. With a monk's physique, Tiepin will be a little unbearable after eating it.
But since Tang Sanzang wanted to eat it, he had nothing to do with it, and he could just let him get an education.
"What Mr. Qin said is true, the poor monk can bear it." Tang Sanzang said confidently.
At that moment, the wild wolf spirit diligently took out a large iron pot, poured some water into it, put the prepared thousand-year-old fish into it, and stewed it.
Qin Ran even more considerately added various seasonings, and soon the aroma hit his nostrils, seducing Tang Sanzang. With just a pot of ginseng, Sha Monk ate a small part, and Tang Sanzang took care of the rest.
However, Qin Ran and Sun Wukong didn't even look at it. This kind of stuff was of no use to them.
After Tang Sanzang ate the ginseng, he became abnormal. He felt hot all over, his face was red, and the color of his eyes was different. However, the monk was not surprised but overjoyed. He felt that something was indeed different.
Qin Ran just took a look and knew that this was a typical case of deficiency and lack of replenishment, and there was accumulated fire energy in his body.
Tang Sanzang didn't know what evil idea he was thinking about. He quietly pulled Qin Ran aside and asked softly: "Master Qin, do you think there are any other monsters in this wilderness?"
Qin Ran said nonchalantly, "Of course there are, and there are many of them. This place is called Thorn Ridge. It is entangled with vines and it is very difficult to walk. Most of them are made of trees that have been cultivated."
Seeing that Qin Ran didn't understand, Tang Sanzang emphasized, "I'm talking about the female goblin."
"Of course, why do you ask?" Qin Ran asked suspiciously.
"Didn't you just eat ginseng? The poor monk wants to try it." Tang Sanzang said shyly
Talent, even trees are not spared.
Qin Ran looked at the monk in shock. Sure enough, he was indeed a talented person. His idea was truly unconventional and at the forefront of fashion.
"Master Qin?"
Qin Ran said uncertainly, "Although there are many monsters here, I don't know if there will be female fairies."
Tang Sanzang speculated, "Since those monsters came towards me just now and failed to succeed, they will probably come back again. They might come out when we pass through the Thorny Ridge. So Mr. Qin, please invite me when the time comes."
You give me a hand."
Tang Sanzang looked at Qin Ran expectantly.
Along the way, he met all kinds of monsters, most of whom wanted to eat him. However, the female fairies, who were as beautiful as flowers, had never looked at him in the eyes. They were all extremely tough.
, faced with his proactive overtures, he would take action at every turn and beat him up.
But things are different now. He has regained his good looks and this demeanor. Maybe there is a female seductress who is attracted to him.
Tang Sanzang really wanted to try it.
"Well, I will help you when the time comes, but it's hard to say whether it will succeed or not." Qin Ran said, since the monk wants to commit suicide, he can't control it.
Tang Sanzang smiled with satisfaction, and his heart was full of expectations.
At this time, the road was open, and the group continued to walk west. Unknowingly, it was already getting late. The breeze was blowing, and the sound of wind beating bamboo and rustling pine trees could be heard in the distance. Finally, they came to a place.
It is located in an open space, in front of which is an ancient temple. Outside the temple gate, pine trees and cypress trees stand a hundred feet high, and peach and plum blossoms cover the ground.
Tang Sanzang climbed down from the white dragon horse and looked up. He saw the birds singing and the flowers fragrant, the scenery was beautiful, and the faint fragrance was moving in the wind.
Sun Wukong looked at it, frowned and said: "There are many dangers here, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time."
Tang Sanzang was thinking secretly and retorted unconcernedly: "Wukong is overly worried. There are no monsters or birds in a deserted place like this. What's so scary about it?"
At this time, there was a sudden gust of wind, and four old men walked out from behind the temple door. They were handsome and distinguished, and they all looked like immortals.
Qin Ran watched with cold eyes, these tree spirits were really brave. They were beaten and fled last time, but now they dared to come out.
The four old men were filled with anxiety. They endured the scrutinizing gaze of Sun Wukong and walked up to Tang Sanzang. They bowed and said, "Eighteenth Duke has seen the holy monk."
"A few immortals are too polite."
Tang Sanzang looked disappointed. He had no interest in the old man. It was really strange that there were so many goblins here and there was not even a woman.
Several old men saw Tang Sanzang's cold expression. They looked embarrassed and introduced themselves. The monkey next to them was extremely irritable. He might take out the iron rod and beat him randomly, but that would be terrible.
That's it.
In fact, these monsters are simply overthinking it. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the disaster, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva has already hinted at ways to cover it up for them. Sun Wukong cannot detect it with just his fiery eyes. Moreover, even if Sun Wukong sees it, these few monsters will not be detected.
If a monster didn't harm Tang Sanzang, he wouldn't do it easily.
These guys are all tree spirits. Only those who have lost their minds would like to chew tree bark.
Just when Tang Sanzang was disappointed, he saw another beautiful and refined woman walking out from behind the temple door, like a fairy, holding a peach blossom and smiling, followed by two maids in green clothes.