if this is the saint

With Sun Wukong's eyesight, he can clearly see the fruit in the shape of a child under three strokes. This is undoubtedly the ginseng fruit tree.

The depression just now made him extremely annoyed, and nothing made him more disgusted than coveting him like that.If he hadn't promised not to kill easily, he wouldn't have let Qingfeng go.

But the so-called letting go is already hurting the internal organs and cutting off the meridians.Monkey King's strong wind is not so easy.

Sun Wukong has no doubt that Zhenyuanzi who came back will believe Qingfeng's words, and then point the finger at them.

Qingfeng has been under Zhen Yuanzi's eyes for so many years, and it is obvious that he trusts him far more than the Tang monk and apprentice from outside.Coupled with the testimony of Mingyue and the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple, they couldn't argue with each other.

When Sun Wukong passed by the ginseng fruit tree, a sudden change occurred, and the tree came alive!

Sensitively dodging the sudden attack of a branch, Monkey King stood on the eaves of the towering roof, a golden light flashed in his eyes immediately, his golden eyes couldn't see anything wrong with the tree.

But this is exactly what is wrong with this tree, it is not a spirit or a demon, but it attacks like a spirit.

"Unauthorized escape!" Accompanied by the old and heavy voice, a thick branch slashed across again.

Well done!The corners of Sun Wukong's lips curled up, and flames seemed to shine in his golden eyes. This fruit tree should not be included in the list of "sentient beings" (Note 1), and pulling it out would not count as killing.

A stick hit the thick trunk, and the ginseng fruit tree suddenly wailed, and the branches with teeth and claws swept wildly, sweeping the walls of the surrounding houses into ruins.

"Damn..."

Sun Wukong didn't care about this, the golden cudgel that was deeply embedded in the trunk stretched out again, piercing the tree directly, and the tree unexpectedly dripped out red liquid.

The branches of the ginseng fruit tree fluttered around trying to catch the hateful ant, which was extremely small to it, but the opponent was as nimble as a flea, and it didn't know it until its long branches were knotted into a ball.

This kind of tree that is not useful is not too easy for the Monkey King who once easily killed [-] heavenly soldiers and generals.

Relying on his flexible posture and speed, Monkey King lured the ginseng fruit tree to trap him, the golden cudgel was extended all the way, inserted deep into the ground, and he said "Big! Big! Big! Big!..."

The golden cudgel became longer and larger visible to the naked eye, and the pitch-black body quickly squeezed out the huge and well-developed root system of the ginseng fruit tree that had penetrated deep into the ground.Once the ginseng fruit tree matures, it means that the tree has grown for at least ten thousand years. At this time, tens of thousands of roots are crushed by the golden cudgel.

"No... I never dare... let me go..."

The ginseng fruit tree suddenly struggled violently, and the strong trunk twisted even more frantically, but it could only let out a mournful whine in vain, and finally gradually weakened, without root system, it took root in the ground, and the trunk fell down with a 'bang'.

Wisps of blood-like red liquid overflowed from the wound of the tree root, and the soil where the tree root fell was red. I don't know if it was dyed red by the 'blood' flowing out of the ginseng fruit tree, or it was like this.

Sun Wukong frowned and looked at it, and pulled back the golden cudgel. This is not the time to study these things carefully, the most urgent thing is to move.

Sun Wukong, who turned around, didn't see it. The lush branches withered in a blink of an eye, and the sturdy, crystal-clear ginseng fruits fell to the ground one by one, but disappeared in the blink of an eye as if they had been submerged in the water.

I didn't see either, but there was a pair of frightened peeping eyes in the distance.

……

"Master, hurry up!" Sun Wukong pulled Tang Seng by the neck. This was the first time he had been in close contact with his master. Sure enough, mortals were fragile and weak.

After pushing the ginseng fruit tree, he quickly found the detainees, the little guards, and solved it easily. Then he took them with their luggage and started running westward.

It is inconvenient to ride a horse on this mountain road, the sand monk leads the white horse, and the white horse carries the luggage, so Monkey King can only take Tang Monk with him.

Several people had been running non-stop for a long time. Although Tang Seng was delighted that Monkey King was finally getting close to him, he couldn't hold on any longer. He held on to Monkey King who was still holding him, panting and shaking his head, "Wu... Wukong ...as a teacher, I really can’t walk anymore.”

Sun Wukong frowned, stopped, did not speak, and leaned against the trunk of a tree in thought.

Drifting was in charge of helping Tang Seng to sit on a big rock, and after finishing the white horse, he quickly came over, "Eldest brother, what did you let the second brother do?"

Tang Seng Wu Zizai couldn't catch his breath. Seeing that the two were not flushing and not panting, he sighed at the strength of the monster, but he also stretched his ears.

Usually, when Sun Wukong was trying to find a way to get through the difficulties, he didn't care too much. In the end, it was enough that they could continue to learn from the Western Paradise smoothly.It's not that he didn't want to ask, but that he didn't dare, there was no way, this apprentice, he was a little embarrassed.

After they escaped from Wuzhuang Temple, Monkey King whispered a few words to Zhu Bajie, and Zhu Bajie flew away without saying a word, looking at the direction, he was heading west.

Sun Wukong folded his arms with both hands and rested his chin with one hand, he didn't even bother to look back, "Of course I have something important to do."

"..." Seeing that Sun Wukong didn't say anything, Drifting also had speculations in his heart, so he asked his own doubts, "But senior brother, is it really useful for us to escape like this? The Great Immortal Zhenyuan is the ancestor of the Earth Immortals."

Sun Wukong was finally willing to glance at Drifting Monk, could he not know?Of course you can't escape!At the speed of ordinary people, no matter how far they go, the gods can catch up in minutes. They can only escape as far as they can, and the difficulty of delaying Zhu Bajie's return will be over.

Before Sun Wukong could speak again, he saw a strong wind suddenly blowing all around him. Sun Wukong's face darkened, and he blocked Tang Seng behind him, really thinking about something.

With the sky full of smoke and dust, before seeing a figure, I saw a whisk come down from the sky, coming menacingly.

"You guys go first!" With a wave of the golden cudgel, he blocked the fly fly back, and was knocked back half a step after the initial temptation. Monkey King shot up into the sky with a shout, and the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came from the high-altitude clouds .

"Wukong!" Tang Seng chased after two steps, he wanted to say not to use force, maybe Zhenyuan Daxian could listen to their explanation, he didn't want to continue to misunderstand, and he was more worried that Sun Wukong would get hurt.

Isn't it said that Zhen Yuanzi is known as the ancestor of the earth immortal, Wukong can beat it?

"Master, let's go quickly." Sand Monk was unambiguous. Hearing Sun Wukong's words, he took his horse and supported Tang Monk and retreated. Zhen Yuanzi's power made him feel oppressed from a long distance away. kindness.

Although he didn't know how such a big incident happened with just two fruits, but looking at this posture, it was clear that Zhen Yuanzi didn't want to hear any explanation at all.

Dressed in a wide avenue robe with a white background and yellow lining, a standard bun with black silk, a long black beard, and a white hair whisk, Zhen Yuanzi, who stands high in the clouds, looks elegant and elegant.

The golden cudgel in Sun Wukong's hand flipped out a beautiful and sharp stick flower, and his sharp and narrow golden eyes were extremely dazzling at the moment. The Monkey King is not afraid of any gods and Buddhas, so what about the ancestor of the earth immortal?

There was no conversation, and both sides were fighting.

Zhen Yuanzi's ageless face was condensed, looking at the Monkey King who appeared in the clouds, and with a wave of the whisk, there was a strong and strong wind, as if it could stretch automatically, and the white tail swept straight to Monkey King's eyes. Hit with Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and there was a roar of metal collision.

No one knew that when Zhen Yuanzi came back from listening to the lecture and saw the ginseng fruit tree that had been uprooted and died tragically, he was almost blinded by the overwhelming anger.

The ginseng fruit tree was his painstaking effort for tens of thousands of years, but now it was destroyed by this monkey!How could he not be angry.

If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have accepted Avalokitesvara.

He has his own solution to the cause and effect of Jin Chanzi's serving tea, so why bother listening to Avalokitesvara's advice to use ginseng fruit to repay it?But now he has lost his treasure.

Avalokitesvara is hateful, but what he hates even more is the culprit who toppled the ginseng fruit tree.

No amount of remorse is of use, now the fruit tree is ruined.Avalokitesvara is backed by Tathagata and he can't move. This Tang Monk can also use karma to pay for it, but his apprentice, he must let him pay with his life!

The speed of the two sides was extremely fast, and Zhen Yuanzi concealed his killing intent in a calm and composed manner. Sun Wukong keenly sensed that something was wrong with Zhen Yuanzi. Thinking of the weird ginseng fruit tree, there was indeed something wrong with Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi's name is naturally not covered, and a magic power of the dust whisk forced Monkey King to block left and right.And every time he resisted, Sun Wukong's arms were numb and his feet backed up. Obviously, he was invincible. In the end, he simply avoided it. This is the best way to delay at this time.

Zhen Yuanzi still couldn't hit the Monkey King who could dodge flexibly, he was impatient.As soon as he looked away, he turned his attention to Tang Seng who was struggling to stay away. Picking up the persimmon and pinching it softly, this is a choice anyone would make.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't care about the avoiding Sun Wukong, but rushed towards the two Tang monks below.

Monkey King reacted, his body couldn't keep up for an instant, the golden cudgel was let go, and the man followed closely after exerting his strength.

Zhen Yuanzi noticed the voice behind him, and a triumphant smile flashed in his eyes. He rolled up his sleeves, immediately trapped the golden cudgel, flung it to the side, and hit the Monkey King behind him with a whisk.

Few people know that the golden cudgel is psychic. When it was wrapped up in the sleeve instead of being repelled, it immediately understood Zhen Yuanzi's trick, and instantly spun away from the entangled sleeve to return to Monkey King, but was dragged away. Just a moment is enough.

Zhen Yuanzi had obviously been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time. Sun Wukong only tried to stop Zhen Yuanzi at that time, but he was not ready to deal with it at all, although he reacted quickly enough to block the first blow with his arms above his head.

The author has something to say: (*?ω?) This fight really exhausted me physically and mentally, and I don’t know what to do. Before the fight is finished, let the little angels leave some suggestions, and I can change them later= =