[Prehistoric+Journey to the West] Medicine can't be stopped

In the chaos 33 days away, in Sanqing Palace, Sanqing's face was slightly gloomy, Zhenyuanzi Hongyun's face was livid, Haotian's face was full of guilt, and Emperor Fengdu's Gonggong and Judge Lu Ya's faces were normal, but there was a black lingering around them. Minghe turned his teacup with his eyes squinted, with a sneer on his lips, all the disciples of the Sanqing sect were angry, and Dijun Dijiang looked at each other, what's wrong? !Didn't you say that Zhunti asked them to discuss (find) the way (bugs)? !Why one by one...

"Xiao Jiu, what's going on?!" Seeing that he and Di Jiang had come, Di Jun didn't react at all, and became even more curious. What did those two in the West do? How did they make them angry... want to kill them Holy.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Zhun mentioned that the old grape wanted to mess with moths and make the Dharma go eastward. Everyone disagreed, but he brought Yang Jiao up. Everyone couldn't bear to embarrass Haotian, so they agreed aggrievedly. It's gone." Dressed in white, Dieyu, holding a little rabbit in her arms and with a little rabbit on her shoulders, came over and sat on the swing under the fairy apricot tree in Sanqing Palace.

"Auntie, how big of a face does he have to show?! A... a monkey who has just practiced for a short time, even asked my Taoist Taoist to open the door of Buddhism for him. Where is his confidence?!" Lu Ya couldn't bear it anymore. Stopped, suddenly slapped the table and stood up, because of anger, his voice rose uncontrollably.

"Lu Ya, what about your etiquette?! Everyone here is your elders. I am your aunt. Who taught you to slap the table loudly in front of elders?" Die Yu raised her eyes and looked at Lu Ya quietly. calm.It's like looking at a... dead person.

Lu Ya's body froze. Ever since Aunt Jinyu died in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, and the whereabouts of Yuanshen were unknown, Aunt Dieyu had come back, but...he would rather have the aunt who was so noisy and restless in the whole prehistoric era than this one. He felt sorry for his lifeless aunt.

"Xiao Jiu is just too angry, for you and Yu'er... Hey, don't be angry, but Zhunti is indeed too much, first counting Zun'er, Yuan'er and the others in the prehistoric times, the tired lunar star was damaged, and then Counting Yao Ji and Tianting, and even counting the Heaven-reaching Jiejiao when he became a god, and now he wants us to open the way for a monkey who has just practiced for a long time. Oh, I didn't expect that the face he must mention is more It's getting thicker and thicker." Yuan Yuan sighed, if Yu'er was still there... hey...

"Zhunti wants the West to prosper, and he wants to prosper after he prospers. He has already fallen into a demon and doesn't know it. Hmph, I'm afraid if you agree this time, next time he will want to make the West prosper forever." Luo Hu held the wine gourd Appearing in the Sanqing Palace, everyone just glanced at him, what to do, they are all too familiar with this one, they are all their own people, he is not willing to accept those vain rituals, and they are also spared.

"I am the one who made it difficult for all fellow Taoists, and I made my sister bother. It is all my fault. Please calm down my sister and all the fellow Taoists." Haotian stood up and bowed deeply to the crowd. Quickly jumped up to avoid it.

"Haotian! What are you doing? We never blamed you, not to mention that Yaoji is not easy. After this calamity, Yang Jiao came back. It is good for us to pay a little bit to reunite their mother and child. Everyone You are one of your own, why do you have to do this? Hurry up!" Lao Tzu's face was rarely darkened. Among the crowd, he had the most important status and was also the most qualified to speak on behalf of everyone.

"Ninety-nine 81 is difficult, the flesh and body are sanctified, really think it's easy?! Da Luo Jinxian and above can't make a move, I can't kill them!" Die Yu waited for them to sit down again and calm down, and then she spoke slowly, delicately There was a cold smile on his face, Zhunti, you caused Ah Jin to die, Yuanshen's whereabouts are unknown, want to be happy? !It also depends on whether she agrees or not!

"Die'er, what are you going to do?! What do we need to do?!" Gong Gong's eyes lit up, looking at Die Yu, and the others all looked at her when they heard this, but Die Yu just smiled coolly , looking at Xu Mitian, narrowed his eyes slightly...

"Speaking of... that monkey... what is it about?! Fellow Daoist Sanqing, do you know?!" Ming He frowned slightly, looked at Sanqing and asked.

"We only counted that he was conceived by the five-colored stones that Nuwa left behind when mending the sky. He is one of the four great spirit monkeys. We don't know about the others. Could it be because Yu'er accepted Xiao Liu'er and the others? He must have thought that we would let him and Xiao Liuer see that he and Xiao Liuer are both the Four Great Spirit Monkeys?!" Tong Tian shook his head, puzzled.

"Of course it's related... don't worry about it, if the monkey dares to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace... kill it..." Die Yu looked at the three monkeys who were looking at the sky, the ground, and the stick with a half-smile, and was about to say that it would be fine if they were killed. Suddenly, her mind was touched, and only Ah Jin could touch her mind!

"Don't beat him to death. Since you have agreed to Zhunti, let Ran Deng go and drive that monkey to the lower realm. Wait for Yang Jiao to reincarnate. As for the rest, Taiyi, your nine-headed lion..."

Hundreds of years later, Dongsheng Shenzhou, at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain...

"Little Firebird, my old grandson tells you that my old grandson was very powerful back then. When my old grandson leaves Wuzhishan, I will protect you from now on." At the foot of Wuzhishan, a golden monkey with a messy Weeds, eyes rolled up, trying to look at the little golden-red bird lying on the top of the head.

"You were great back then, but you're not great now, and you're still not that good when you're out of Wuzhishan. Is there a ghost?! Let me cover you." The little fire bird Ah Jin patted her body with her small wings angrily. Putting down the golden monkey head, it flew down from his head angrily, and landed on the stone in front of him, "I tell you monkey head, if one day you really come out, don't be stupid again, you know?! When I find my Tianqi, let him teach you a few tricks, I guarantee..."

"A Jin, dodge!" The monkey head watched helplessly as the little firebird was hit by a piece of broken glass in front of him, and the golden-red blood fell on the ground, instantly turning into golden-red sparks, blinding the eyes. It hurts his eyes even more than being in the gossip furnace of Taishang Laojun...

Sitting up suddenly, pressing his furry paws against his beating heart, Sun Wukong looked at the sleeping bald monk beside him, smiled wryly at himself, and dreamed again, it was still the same dream, really... so unsatisfactory... oh, it makes me sad Monkey is happy.