Traverser Management System

Just as Zheng Yu was looking for the bone spirits all over the mountains and plains, on the other side, the little monk formed by Jin Chanzi had already arrived by the Liusha River at this moment.

The sand monk at the bottom of the river saw that the target was coming, and suddenly jumped out. The little monk Shang Lin didn't react, so he swallowed it in one bite, leaving only a round head, turned into a bone, and fell on him. Beads are formed around his neck.

To say that this monk can eat Jin Chanzi nine times in the Liusha River, and leave his head as a rosary every time. If there is nothing in his heart, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

Each of the five people on the westward journey carried a secret mission. One was deeper than the other, and even the inexistent Monk Sand didn't know who had sent the undercover agent.

Seeing that there is no intrigue in the way westward, but who knows what kind of twists and turns in everyone's heart, Xiao Jiujiu?

Monkey King Monkey King is still under the Five Elements Mountain at this moment, posing in the airtight hole. His right hand is holding a small bottle at this moment, sipping the wine in it bit by bit, waiting. Next year’s gluttonous feast.

At this time, Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Bajie was looking for the figure of Erniang Egg in the Yunzhan Cave.

Monk Sand hiccups, stroking a skeleton hanging on his neck, not knowing what he was muttering silently in his mouth, and stood up. There was a wave of waves on the Liusha River, and he disappeared in it.

This poor golden cicada, who had cultivated a Buddha in his first life, wanted to go to the west to get a sutra, but he had already been eaten a second time.

The gods and Buddhas all over the sky looked at each other, and they all dispersed. Now Zheng Yu was even more unanswered.

And Zheng Yu didn't know all of this. He only knew that Jin Chanzi was going to die, but he didn't know when he died.

He is still traveling all the way west now, looking for the bone spirits all over the mountains and plains.

Still silently remembering in my heart, there was everything about the white bone spirit.

On the westbound road, there are fairies who are more trash than bone spirits. For example, the rabbit in Guanghan Palace, with such a low level of cultivation, wouldn't it still not die on this westbound road?

Even the Fairy Chang'e in the Guanghan Palace has to send her pets down to earn a handful of heavenly merits. It can be seen that this heavenly meritorious deeds are so likable.

Speaking of this white bone spirit being unjustly killed, only a pile of white bones is left, and I slowly cultivated using this pile of white bones as a foundation. It can be described as a low birth and a weak foundation.

I finally saved a little family business, just mixed with a little mixed thoughts, and wanted to eat a bite of the immortal Tang monk meat, so Monkey King turned him into a dead soul.

The mighty spiritual power spread out, step by step toward the west, the surrounding mountains and rivers left behind him, one step past, and the radiance was already hundreds of miles away.

With every mental sweep, Zheng Yu can clearly engrave the distribution of all the surrounding fairies in his mind.

As Zheng Yu traveled farther and farther, he finally stopped and looked at a hill in the distance.

The hill is not high, and there are no trees on it. The top of the hill is rugged, and there is an extra cave near the mountainside.

When Zheng Yu passed by here just now, his mental power spread out, and he found that the monster aura in this cave was very strong, and the sense of spiritual pressure that came out of it seemed to have reached the gods.

Now all the gods in the sky have not sent their own candidates. There are almost no big monsters on the westward road, and the highest realm is not higher than the fairy level.

And on this road, he suddenly found a fairy in the realm of heavenly immortals, Zheng Yu smiled, he knew that he seemed to have found the right place.

I heard that this white bone spirit is a beauty, and he is like a mortal monk, so he walked over, only to make the white bone spirit greedy, maybe he would have to fry and cook it again.

Before you speak, you have to have a fight. When the time comes, the bone spirit suppressed by the strong fist will not be able to chat with yourself? He shook his head, which was not in line with his own thoughts.

The spiritual power of the body enveloped him, and the spiritual power of this layer had long been in Zheng Yu's subconscious.

In this dangerous world, I always cover myself with mental power anytime, anywhere, so that I don't reveal any aura, and always pretend to be a mortal, making it as if I really are a mortal now.

Now he wants to let go of all these mental powers, release the spiritual pressure in his body, and bring out his aura.

He didn't plan to use this image of a monk to show people. This image of the monk was shown to Jin Chanzi, and to the **** and Buddha in the sky.

At that time, I will use this monk's identity to follow westward, but this monk's identity does not need to be shown to the bone spirits.

As early as when he was idle before, Zheng Yu used various materials to refine his Hundred Blossom robes.

His method of refining treasures has not been used a few times since the exchange, and when refining this outfit, it made him familiar with this craft.

The Baihua folding fan in his hand has also become a magical implement, but this magical implement is not very useful, at most four methods are added to it.

A fan can release these four kinds of attacks, which can threaten the realm of Heavenly Immortal, which is already his greatest power.

If this fan was thrown to other little monks or little fairies, one by one would definitely keep it like a family heirloom and wouldn't use it easily.

But this thing is in Zheng Yu's hands, like an ordinary fan. Generally, when you don't use mana, holding the fan is like a cold.

When he got all this outfit on his body, the bright bald head began to grow hair.

This is the first way he has used the ability since he acquired the system. This skill has no other use, that is, you can control the length of your long hair, grow as you like, and make it short if you want to be short.

Although Zheng Yu had also repaired the 72 Transformation Technique, he would never have the opportunity to use it in normal times. If he had used the 72 Transformation Technique, he would wrap himself in layers of spiritual power.

Using your own golden fairy realm to make the bottom, I am afraid that it is really going to be up to the poor blue and down to the yellow spring, and no one will find it again.

Wearing this long-lost outfit, Zheng Yu also felt a little emotional in his heart, and passed several worlds in a flash.

These planes have wasted how much time I don't know. Up to now, I don't know how old I am.

But fortunately, there is one thing, the realm is already so high, with infinite backhands on his body, he is not afraid of anyone coming.

Zheng Yu made a weird expression, shook a fan in one hand, and akimbo, strode awkwardly towards the mountain, and said as he walked: Little beauty, brother, I'm here.