Now, under the operation of the gold and silver boy, Zhu Bajie returned to the front of liberation!

Even the underwear of the acquired spiritual treasure level was gone!

"Senior Brother Tianpeng is such a bad word. Are they all external things?"

"By the way, why don't you have spiritual roots today? Brother, please roast purple bamboo shoots to entertain us?"

The gold and silver boy asked in confusion.

Just use this little thing to test our brotherly friendship? Which brother cannot withstand such a test? Who do you look down on?

“…”

Zhu Bajie's face turned dark and he didn't even want to say anything.

His grandma's, why don't I roast the spirit roots and eat them? Are you two great clever ones not counting?

Isn’t it because of you two losers?

Is it because I, an old pig, don’t want to eat spiritual roots? I, an old pig, must have talent!

The more I thought about it, the more angry he became, Zhu Bajie almost started to hammer the gold and silver boy.

"Bajie, you are living a very happy life."

Tang Sanzang appeared, reached out and picked up a string of purple bamboo shoots, and said with a smile.

"Oh, Master, don't mention it, my old pig's life is not easy."

Zhu Bajie patted his belly and said hummingly.

He also wanted to go back to Gaolaozhuang to have a look, but the problem was that there were still debt collectors waiting for him outside the Pure Land Holy Sect.

You can't go back if you have home.

Zhu Bajie now has nothing valuable except a nine-toothed rake on his body. He can't afford to pay back his debts and can only hide in the sect to pass the time.

As for the creditor's beating...

Zhu Bajie once had this idea. Later, I thought about how many years my old pig has been doing, but now I don’t do such things as beating the elderly.

Who doesn’t know that the sect’s major mountains are now decent?

Junior Brother Qingniu didn’t know where he went, alas.

"It is not a bad thing to calm down. This time I came to you, but it is your fortune."

Tang Sanzang said with a smile.

Zhu Bajie is really good to be able to cultivate one's own character and calm down.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi? Hasn't it been given to Junior Brother Styx?"

Zhu Bajie was shocked and then asked in confusion.

As the first prize of the competition, does the master want to give me an old pig?

I, Lao Zhu, feel a little embarrassed to say this, but if my master insists on doing this... Then Lao Zhu, I, Lao Zhu, can only say sorry to Junior Brother Styx.

"It's not Hongmeng purple gas."

Tang Sanzang shook his head.

Since the Ancestor of the Styx is the winner, the Hongmeng purple aura should naturally be owned by him.

Where can I get back what I have given out?

No matter how the ancestor of the Styx deals with the Hongmeng purple qi, Tang Sanzang will not interfere.

"It's not Hongmeng purple Qi, what is that?"

Tang Sanzang's words also made Zhu Bajie confused.

Good guy, I, Lao Zhu, have never heard of other saints besides Hongmeng purple Qi.

Master, you are hiding deeply!

"The origin law of Ruoshui Avenue should be suitable for you.

Practice well, calm down, and become the fourth elder under the teacher."

Tang Sanzang patted the original law of Ruoshui Avenue into Zhu Bajie's body, then patted him on the shoulder, turned around and left.

"By the way, these purple bamboo shoots are roasted well."

Tang Sanzang waved his hand with his back to Zhu Bajie.

“Master…”

Zhu Bajie was stunned for a moment, then he ignored the gold and silver boy and rushed into the cave and began to retreat.

Master is so kind to me, I must not let him down!

The Fourth Elder?

It seems that there are already three brothers who have already obtained the Hunyuan Dao Fruit.

This fourth Hunyuan Dao Fruit, I have confirmed the certificate of the old pig!

"Master, the purple bamboo shoots were dug from Junior Sister Guanyin!"

Worried that Tang Sanzang didn't know, King Jinjiao even called out.

Poor Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Purple Bamboo Forest are almost ruined by these foodies.

“emmm~”

Tang Sanzang pondered without saying a word and returned to the Lingshan Juyi Hall.

The origin of the Great Dao was sent out, but there were still two true spirits that were not harvested.

It seems that this time I was taking it randomly, not designated ones. I hope the system brother will be more powerful.

Strength is not a problem, but potential needs to be improved.

"Brother System, take out the two real spirits."

Tang Sanzang said in his heart, rubbing his hands expectantly.

"Ding! The true spirit is being harvested..."

At the same time, in the true spirit space, a group of true spirits were surrounding two great men.

One was surrounded by flames, and the other was stepping on the country of Ze.

"I bet on a big fight, and Zhurong will definitely win this time!"

"I've wanted to slap you for a long time. I bet with you that it must be a win-win situation for both sides!"

"Far, say to me..."

One by one, the true spirits were talking about it. They were too idle, they could not die, and they could not live.

The fight between Gonggong and Zhurong became one of the few fun they had in their boredom.

As for betting, it’s half-life and half-dead, and there’s nothing substantial, so I have to use a big fight as a bet.

Bored to the extreme, any strange thoughts can appear.

"Zhurong, I will win this time!"

He beat Zhu Rong three steps back with one punch, and Gonggong laughed proudly.

The two of them are both powerful and have a slight victory or defeat.

Whoever wins every time depends entirely on luck.

If you don’t know the time, whoever gets distracted first will lose.

"These two guys."

The space ancestor witch Emperor Jiang shook his head helplessly, but he did not stop him.

It's really too boring in the true spirit space.

"Click!"

At this moment, a purple bamboo fell from the sky and fished towards the Dijiang River.

"Hey!"

Gonggong hit Zhu Rong with a headshot.

I was so desperate that I just happened to touch the purple bamboo.

"Swish!"

Then, in full view of everyone, Zhurong turned into light and disappeared.

"It's the Holy Buddha!"

All the true spirits reacted.

The movement of the purple bamboo was stiff for a moment, and then a pole hit Gonggong.
To be continued...