Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 759

Chapter 759

Vegete flew down from the sky and landed in front of the grave mountain altar.

“Zhao Gongming has been severely injured by us, and I am afraid that he will not be able to leave the customs in the short term. And he has no leader in the group of evil spirits, and he can’t do much. You can rest assured that Sanzang.”

Sanzang rubbed his eyes, wiped away the tears casually, and said, “Why don’t I worry about the things you deal with?”

Vegett shook his head and turned to look at the flat-eyed righteous men.

“Thank you for letting us defeat the evil and rescued Sanzang. As long as the living people have any needs, they can go to the major government offices to obtain them. As long as it is not too exaggerated, those national princes should be able to do it for you. ”

“For those who died, I will write to Yan Jun of the underworld, asking her to help take care of these loyal people, and I will not let the heroes late and end up miserably.”

“Thank you, Great Sage.” The remaining 2,100 white-robed righteous men said in unison.

Although they had agreed, they decided that no matter what happened, they would not visit the government.

If you say you don’t want to be paid, how can you change your mind for profit?

Son Goku raised a somersault cloud and sent the righteous men one by one to their own homes.

After a long while, when he came back, Vegett turned to look at Zhong Lingxiu: “From your previous performance, your cultivation base should not be low, can you still use us as a gift?”

Zhong Lingxiu looked at him with complicated eyes, and said softly: “This time I really suffered a lot. Not only did he not eat the legendary King of Plague Ghost, but he lost a lot of money.”

Vegett was taken aback, and seemed to react after a while, and said in amazement: “So, are you trying to benefit me now?”

Zhong Lingxiu smiled shyly, and stretched out her white hands to him: “Thank you.”

“I really don’t have any good things on my body, who do you have?” Beget smiled speechlessly, and turned to look at the canopy and the others.

The canopy squinted at him: “You don’t have any good things? How about a lie? Don’t say anything else, is it difficult to extract a dragon vein from the relic and do hard work for others?”

Seeing his arrogant posture, Beget wanted to beat him inexplicably, and said with a sneer: “Canopy ah canopy, be careful to utter misfortunes…”

The joke is a joke, Vegett finally adopted the canopy method, and extracted a large amount of immortal yuan from the relic, sealed it in a white bottle, and gave it to Zhong Lingxiu.

Taking his own reward, Zhong Lingxiu said goodbye to everyone and returned to Xiang Zhongnan Mountain.

“Let’s go and continue westward.”

When her back was completely gone, Son Goku summoned a somersault cloud and said to everyone.

Immediately, everyone boarded the somersault cloud together and left through the air.

In the blue sky and white clouds, Vegeta summoned the Sanzang relic and handed it to Son Goku: “Use this, your immortal yuan has lost too much, I am afraid that it has hurt the origin.”

Son Goku did not hold it hard, reached out his hand to take the relic, sat cross-legged, and began to swallow the immortal energy in it.

“Beget, my Xianyuan loss is also very serious.” The canopy moved to Beget a little bit and said sincerely.

Vegett knew that he was pretending, but there was no need to dismantle it at this moment. He chuckled and said, “After the monkey is in full bloom, it’s up to you to use it.”

Such a straightforward Vegett, on the contrary, was unexpected by the canopy, and he reacted after a few breaths in a daze.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, I am not as hurt as the two of you, and you can give it to me after you use it up.”

Looking at his picture and leaving it to me for safekeeping, Beget smiled dumbly and didn’t bother to care about him.

If this relic is his own belongings, it is naturally impossible to give it to others to keep it.

But this relic belongs to the Tripitaka, or in other words, belongs to the entire team.

So it doesn’t really matter who holds it in his hands.

Unconsciously, the night was deep, and somersault clouds returned to the sky over Wuming Mountain Village.

At this time, Son Goku’s lost cents had not yet been made up, so he held the relic in his hand, led everyone to lower the cloud head, and landed in front of the village entrance.

“Sanzo, do you still go in and have a look?” Vegett asked.

“Since their dysentery has all healed, and the evil spirits will not come to harm them again, then there is no need for me to go in… Let’s go and continue westward!”

Not long after, the group of people set foot on the road again in the dark.

Through the spring and summer, sending off the cold autumn, blowing the snow and rushing the cold, traveled through the most remote villages, and came to the quiet and deep old forest.

In the old forest, the flowers are undefeated for thousands of years, and the trees are evergreen for thousands of years.

The people walking westward silently walked in the ancient forest, their feet rustling on the soft leaves.

I don’t know how long it took, and snowflakes slowly fell in the air, falling onto everyone’s clothes, shoulders, and hearts.

Begetha let out a sigh of relief, raised his arm, and took a few snowflakes in his hand.

“It’s a pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Why do friends who arrive in the wind and snow hide in the dark?”

“Because I want to see you, see the rumored Vegett.”

Accompanied by a faint sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man with an upright appearance and a steady aura, dressed in linen Confucian clothes, with a sharp sword pinned to his waist, walked out slowly, with his hands close together, and said in a salute.

Vegeta’s eyes were like torches, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: “Confucianism, Confucianism?”

“Yuan has seen Great Sage.” The middle-aged man nodded and said softly.

“There are not a few Confucian scholars who call themselves Yuan, but there are not a few who come out of the dust like you.” Vegett smiled playfully and asked, “The chief disciple of Kong Sheng, Yan Yuan?”

“Yuan is a word, the Great Sage can call me Yan Hui.” The scholar said with a smile.

“Yan Yuan, Yan Hui, it doesn’t matter what your name is to me, what’s important is, what do you observe me doing? Is it because that righteous song gave you some thoughts in the Confucian school?”

Yan Hui’s expression gradually became solemn: “The Great Sage really lives up to the name of a wise man. That’s right, when your poem was spread to the Book Mountain and Xue Hai, it caused a huge shock and even shocked the master who was writing the book.”

“The Master called many disciples, asked about the situation, and learned about this poem, for a long time without words, and finally commented that you have righteousness in your chest, and you will not get stained when you get out of the mud.

Vegeta was a little surprised, but he couldn’t bear this evaluation of Confucius.

Although Confucius had little influence in the Three Realms, he was a unique existence in Confucianism.

With his words, it really washed away all the sins that Vegett had in the minds of Confucian disciples, and turned from an evil demon into a righteous man.

It is almost predictable that when the Confucian school fully controls countless dynasties in the future, Vegett will be washed through by the guys who manipulate the pen, and there will be no more notoriety.

“After I go back, thank you Master for me.” For a while, Begett said with a slight smile. *