Traverser Management System

This request came without beginning and end. Monkey King didn't know why Zheng Yu made such a strange request, but he nodded in response after a little consideration.

Anyway, I haven't gone back for hundreds of years, and it doesn't matter if I don't go back for another ten years.

Although Sun Wukong thought so in his heart, he still felt a little uncomfortable after all. He hadn't regained the place where he raised himself for hundreds of years. If he really got out of this prison, he would of course want to go back and take a look at it as soon as possible.

"If you don't, don't go back, but you have to tell me, why don't you let me go back?"

"It's not easy to explain. Anyway, you promised me. You will listen to me for the next ten years. Just listen to me. You know so much what to do."

Monkey King lay at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, one hand stretched forward, his eyes widened, and even though he wanted to refute, he finally sighed.

Zheng Yu knew that his statement was indeed unkind, so he quickly exchanged a few bottles of good wine and placed it in front of Monkey King.

"Monkey, this time I won't tell you the reason. I will let you know why you want to do it in the future." Zheng Yu smiled and squatted beside Monkey King.

Monkey King grinned, stretched out a hand and patted Zheng Yu's thigh, and then said, "Then you have to make up for me, and give my grandson something good to try."

Zheng Yu originally thought that Sun Wukong would have to talk to himself for a while, but knew that in a blink of an eye he immediately pulled the topic to one side, so that none of the rhetoric he had originally prepared came in handy.

He chuckled, and thought in his heart: Monkey King is really a very open-minded character. After a few words, the matter will be over after it is over, but he won't worry about it anymore.

When these two people were wrangling at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, the King of Tang sent Tang Seng off to the outskirts of the city thousands of miles away in the capital of Tang Dynasty, followed by hundreds of civil and military officials to see Tang Seng off.

Tang Seng was holding a white horse in his hands, wearing the silk robes that Guanyin Bodhisattva gave him, and holding the nine-tin stick in his hands, he looked at the far west with a firm complexion.

He didn't know that he had walked the road to the west nine times. Nine times before this, all died halfway through.

There are countless gods and Buddhas in his life, so there are countless levels released by those gods and Buddhas on the road, but no one will make Tang Seng really do anything.

Everyone is just to get those heavenly merits and make plans for their own future. Although Tang Seng's journey will go through untold hardships, it will inevitably reach the end in the end.

Just like a thrilling game, it will never kill people. Even if they are killed, it is not the few people in this westbound journey, but the countless monsters and ghosts that blocked them along the way.

Of course, Zheng Yuxin knew this in his heart, so all the back-hands he laid out on this road were all set up for the purpose of taking away the insignificant merits of heaven.

Traverser 0087 seems to be out of his control at this moment, and what he does is not based on his own ideas.

On the other side, on a small hill on the westbound road, bones were meditating carefully. 300 years have passed. Her method of separating souls has already been cultivated. She hides the other soul separation in a hidden place. A variety of resources were left, enough to divide the soul to grow up after his death.

And these various abilities added together, so that although the realm of the white bone spirit has not been improved at this moment, the means of life-saving have gradually been enriched.

In addition to the method of dividing the soul that Zheng Yu left to the bones, the small book also recorded some other techniques for realm improvement.

That's why the White Bone Spirit was so ecstatic at the time. Except for a method of change, she had nothing to keep her cultivating.

It took countless years to cultivate to a heavenly fairyland. How could it have a backstage like other fairies, and could be countless times higher than her in just a few hundred years.

Regardless of the time, the background, the situation, the way of heaven, and the luck will be the key to her growth. If she can get any of them, she can grow up as soon as possible. And in her heart, the person who gave her these exercises will be the key to her growth. Grateful.

The weak and strong food is the most original tone here. If you want to live better, you must make yourself stronger.

She will not let go of almost an opportunity that can make herself strong, even if the price is very serious.

Riding on his white horse, Tang Seng gradually left Chang'an amidst the chuckle of horseshoes, left Datang, and marched towards the unknown place in the distance.

It was summer, and under the scorching sun, Tang Seng was also thinking carefully about something in his heart.

At this moment, the white horse under his seat is not the future little white dragon. For the hot summer, he will naturally be lazy, and he doesn't even bother to take a step forward. The white horse casually walked under the shade of the tree and curled up. With his legs removed, he lay directly on the ground, never moving.

Tang Seng's mortal body didn't have any great power at the moment, except for the heart full of determination to the Buddha, there was no ability to display it.

The white horse was curled up on the spot, and he couldn't pull the rein, so he sighed, sat cross-legged beside the white horse, stroked the white horse lightly with his hand, and muttered: "Wait for you to rest before eating something. , Can you take me on the road again?"

The white horse snorted and ignored him. Tang Seng was not embarrassed, sitting here inevitably had some thoughts in his heart.

He was thinking: In the previous memory, the master told him to go west with him to the west to pray for the truth, but why, so far, he hasn’t seen his master when he is walking alone?

It's not that Zheng Yu didn't go all the way to the west with him, but he was busy with his own affairs at this moment.

Zheng Yu had seen all the roads to the West hundreds of years ago, and at that time, the road was deserted, and apart from those big and small fairies, there was no one that could make him look at it. Guys.

At this moment, he decided to take this road again, to see who are the more goblins on this road?

Let's take a look at their abilities, and save yourself time. Although I have studied all the stories in this book from beginning to end, I still need to observe the real situation in front of my own eyes.

When he passed Wuzhuangguan, he paused for a while. At the foot of the mountain outside Wuzhuangguan, Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly appeared here.