“It’s a good trip, has it finally started?”

Three-star hole in the moon.

The saint looked straight into the sky and looked straight at the monkey, the monk, and the white horse.

He grinned and waved.

The eyes looked again to the sky, stepped out, directly disappeared in the three-star hole of the oblique moon, and appeared, it was already above the sky that day.

Here...

Not a place of recluses for anyone.

It's just a platform...

The platform is like gold and gold, like soil and earth, emitting an indescribable light.

Black as ink...

And the golden light...

The stars are shining...

Here the platform floats in chaos, not affected by chaos, tens of thousands of eras, the platform has always been so calm stagnation here, as if, has been watching the world of life.

On the platform, there are seven futons!

On top of the futon, there are a few people sitting on the knees!

One of the old saints.

The original saint.

One of the Bodhisattva Saints.

mention of the saints.

At the moment, there are three places!

Here, if someone knows, they will recognize that this platform actually has a deep bottom line.

At that time, the Hongjun Dao people preached in the flood, divided into eight hongguangs...

It is equivalent to the eight saints.

However, one of the owners of the red cloud, but has no foundation, making it fall, and finally the purple fall of Hongmeng.

And the remaining seven people, in this grand preaching place, have a place, this futon, is the proof.

Today, this seven futons, this platform, is the place where Hongjun preached...

The old man is in the first place.

The original second.

Qual to pick up six or seven, only the remaining three or five three positions no one sitting!

The way to heaven, no one to see, is to sit directly in the third position...

The balance of the four, when this day appeared, was suddenly broken.

“Oh my God, what are you doing here?This matter has long since turned off your teaching opportunities, you should not come, give me away!"

He stood up straight and stood up, glaring at the sky.

Through the day sneer, he looked at the eye, did not speak, waved his vain hand, and suddenly four simple swords hung in the sky...

Killed, in the process of...

These four swords come out, and the face changes greatly.

“Do you dare to say a word?Dare to say a word in this position, this saint is not qualified to sit?"

“You!”

Take the anger!

The hand is still closed, playing the Buddha number, and saying nothing.

“It seems to belong to me!”

The original man was silent.

There is nothing to say!

I can't say too!

At this moment, there is no longer any worries.

The sword in hand...

Some say that it is their own, that is, they join hands with the quasi-brother, in addition to the original old man, at best, it is to fight with this heaven...

Although he is not lucky...

Of the saints, he is the most powerful.

In particular, he has more agreement with Lao Tzu, the original position is uncertain, he leads, what can you decide?

Can only sneer: "No luck plus body, you interception even if it is a dispute, what about it?"Is that really going to be an interceptor?It's ridiculous!"

"Then don't bother you, or think about your West, don't wait for this western tour to end, you West, but also completely disappear, that's quite bad!" 」

“You!”

He turned his back on his anger, stopped talking, sat directly on top of the futon, and smiled.

"Since someone has been this uninvited guest, then we will not be bullshit, the western travel thing, the final candidate, the original golden cicdas..."

Tung-hyun!

Four simple swords fell directly and inserted on the platform.

A crisp sword, directly interrupted the words of the invitation: "Golden cicdas?It is ridiculous... when the true disciples of the Buddha, is Sun Wukong giving you hard work in the West?”

“Amitabha Buddha...”

Just when the lead was about to be angry, he slowly opened his eyes: "The Taoist friend was surprised by this, that thing was originally a gold cic dicuckle thing, and what to say about dispute and non-dispute?"

If there is no golden cicadas, how can I get it?In this way, I have discussed with the Eastern saints, and why should I go out and stir up the situation with the saints of heaven?"

He frowned and looked at the old man and the original.

The old man sighed slightly and nodded: "The friend of the right is not wrong, that is the gold cic d'andi thing, whether he is..."

Journey to the West!

It's not really a trip to the west!

In fact, it is a battle for the fierce struggle for Hongmeng!

At that time, the red clouds fell, and the purple air was hidden in the west, hidden in the chaos!

This time, the western tour, in fact, is the reincarnation of the red cloud, once on this road, re-smelting the purple...

Of course!

This is not the key place!

This golden cicp is a Western person, if you really let this golden cicp go all the way from the Tang Dynasty, get the purple, is hard to make the West in a saint!

This kind of trade, even the Eastern saints are not allowed!

!

Because, on this road, with the progress of the golden cicadas and others, the golden cicdas will slowly awaken memories.

Maybe I’ll be the first person!

Gold cicadas are an uncertain factor.

Is it the end of the Westerner?Or directly alone?Or go underground, that’s not to be sure!

This is why, the trip to the west, in addition to the golden cicdas, and more sand monks, eight vows, Sun Wukong, white dragon horse reasons.

The true identity of the monk is the disciple of the old son.

The Eight Commandments are the original ones!

And the white dragon horse, the rate belongs to heaven!

It can be said that this Laozi primitive, the two saints of the West, has already divided the whole cake, and they are fighting for the ownership of this saint!

This is also the reason why everything is so important to the west before the trip.

As for the Sun Wukong...

His presence is another reason!

That is because the Sun Wukong is the embodiment of colorful stones.

And when the red spirit of the day, and the woman, it is the woman, the seal of this Hong Meng purple...

Its seal, once sealed, is the woman, buckle all the saints, are difficult to contact, only the key, can be opened!

The key is the Sun Wukong!

That’s why we teach the Sun Wukong.

At that time, there was no illusion in the sky, and the Taoist had orders to teach him the Sun Wukong cultivation, and he taught it!

But now...

He’s in heaven, he’s fighting!

Not just for his teaching, but for Sun Wukong!

Because once the key is opened, the Sun monkey and the golden cicp will be connected, it can be said that in this life, this monkey will always be held in the golden cicp...

This is the will of the woman, let this monkey protect the golden cicadas!

But now...

The monkey is not willing!

Unwillingness to Heaven!

The monkey is his own disciple, a interceptor, why should he be a Western running dog?A whole life of shit?