Journey To The West: Poor Monks Do Not Want To Take The Western Classics

Chapter 734

Chapter 747: Stressful Hair Loss

The child is addicted to fighting.

Especially not long ago, Luo Hui and Brother Lai ran away Zhun Ti and took a meal together, only feeling that they were relieved to their bones.

Brother Lai’s eyes also lit up slightly, as if thinking of the moment when his fat palm and Zhunti’s cheek were in close contact not long ago.

People feel so nostalgic.

“If the Ten Thousand Demon Nation and the others really have no place to settle, it’s okay to be buried,” Luo Hu said.

Looked around the Ten Thousand Demons Country.

Now the demons are a little lifeless.

In fact, this is understandable.

After all, everyone knew that the catastrophe was approaching, and they couldn’t hide it.

It’s like waiting to die.

Because of this, some turmoil occurred in the kingdom of ten thousand monsters.

Because it’s the last moment, there are grievances, grievances, and revenge.

All the dark sides in people’s hearts are revealed.

There are only two possibilities.

The first is that he has unbridled and powerful rights, and he can act arbitrarily.

The second is knowing that I am going to die, and I can’t avoid that.

Ever since, I want to go crazy before I die.

Huhu…

The grunt resounded.

Several people were taken aback for a moment, before turning their eyes to Brother Lai.

I saw Brother Lai lying on the ground, holding the wine bottle and fell asleep.

The wind blew up and the dust fell on Brother Lai, as if to be buried on the spot for him.

“Brother’s sleep quality is pretty good now.”

Tang Yu’s mouth twitched, a little speechless.

“This point makes me envious. I have been suffering from insomnia recently.” Luo Hu scratched his head, then pulled off some hair and motioned in front of Tang Yu.

“What are you doing?” Tang Yu was puzzled.

“I didn’t sleep well, I was worried, stressed, and my hair was falling out.” Luo Hui sighed.

“You fuck me.”

Tang Yu kicked Luo Huo with one kick.

Instead, Tang Yu took Lishan’s old mother and left the kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.

Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun is meditating.

I had to admire Yuanshi Tianzun’s state of mind, even if he fell into the realm of a saint, he still tried hard to cultivate.

Giggle…

A voice with a chuckle came from outside the Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his eyes and looked in front of him.

A figure in a yellow shirt appeared not far in front of her. The corners of her mouth were raised with a smile, but the smile was a little cold.

“I don’t know why Lishan came to my Yuxu Palace?”

Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly.

In fact, be careful and pounding.

This was the first time that Mrs. Lishan visited Yuxu Palace, and when she fell into the saint, it was obvious that the visitor was not good.

“I haven’t seen the name of Yuxu Palace for a long time, but I’ve never had it in the future. I take this opportunity to take a look.” There was a trace of provocation in Lishan’s words.

Yuanshi Tianzun took a breath, and said faintly: “The Yuxu Palace is cold, and naturally it can’t compare to the Biyou Palace of your master Tongtian.”

“I feel much wealthier than my master’s Biyou Palace. Even your disciples of interpretation teaching are much more than our disciples of cutting teaching.”

Old Mother Lishan said sarcastically.

Only her and Tongtian were left in Jiujiao.

Being so provoked by others, Yuan Shi Tianzun was slightly angry.

He fell into the realm of quasi-sage.

And Mrs. Lishan took half a step in the realm of quasi-sage.

Therefore, Yuanshi Tianzun thought that he at this moment seemed to be slightly weaker than the old mother of Lishan.

In one, as a saint of the past between heaven and earth, he must have a big belly.

Because of such a small matter and people lose their temper, this is not right, and it humiliates one’s demeanor as a saint.

“Everything has passed.”

Yuanshi Tianzun calmly said: “If Lishan wants to visit my Yuxu Palace, it’s not impossible. It’s just that this seat is cultivating and cannot be accompanied. Of course, if Brother Tongtian comes here, we will be worthy of our peers, and we will naturally be accompanied. Fan.”

These words are pressing this old Lishan mother by generation.

The secret meaning is that I am the same generation as your master, so don’t go too far.

It’s not because I can’t beat you, but because you look at the face of your juniors, there are a lot of adults in this seat, and you don’t care about them like you.

The old mother Lishan smiled faintly: “As a junior, Lishan rushed to the Yuxu Palace. If you were the past, you would wave your sleeves in a flash. I am thousands of miles away, but now I am not doing anything, because I am afraid that it is no longer my junior’s. Is there an opponent?”

“Unexpectedly, the saint in the world in the past, now even feels fear.”

Yuanshi Tianzun’s expression changed: “I don’t want to care about you. It’s just that you are a junior. If you dare to be so rude, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

This old mother Lishan came to provoke her.

Although it is possible that she could not be beaten, Yuanshi Tianzun is also a good face.

Such being provoked, if once it spreads out, does his face need to be?

“Lishan, please enlighten me, Uncle.”

Talking about the surrounding scenery changed.

Old mother Lishan and Yuanshi Tianzun were already in chaos.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s expression became cold.

Hum.

The four killing swords were suspended in the air.

Suddenly, Yuanshi Tianzun felt a sense of cold all over his body.

This kind of fear seems to have not passed for a long time.

Last time, when he was conferring the gods and measuring the calamity, Tongtian made up the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and seemed to have such a fear.

Now Tongtian has become Lishan’s mother.

They were all the people they had cut off their teachings, and they were all the people that Yuanshi Tianzun hated. However, there was no other way. Before, he couldn’t help but reach the sky, but now it seems that he can’t help Lishan mother.

Looking at the four swords, Yuanshi Tianzun’s face darkened.

He didn’t dare to be careless, and directly displayed the Qingyun of the heavens.

At this moment, a hand beside him stretched out, without warning, he directly gave Qingyun to his heavens and pulled it away.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s expression changed drastically; “Tang Sanzang, you mean villain.”

However, as soon as the voice fell, the four swords scattered around suddenly made a sound of proof.

Buzzing…

The four long swords trembled and cried softly.

The figure of the old mother Lishan appeared in the center of the four long swords, her figure looming, walking on foot.

As she slowly stretched out her hand, the long sword trembled more and more severely.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s expression changed, and he felt danger.

He wants to run.

But the four long swords suddenly merged into one at this moment.

The endless sword aura filled Yuanshi Tianzun.

Accompanied by a chuckle, the sword energy fell.

Yuanshi Tianzun’s whole body mana gathered to resist the sword energy.

A delicate little fist was suddenly mixed with endless power, and there was a sound of void cracking wherever the fist passed.

Yuanshi Tianzun was already a little unable to deal with the sword energy around him.

Seeing the fist in front of him, his expression changed slightly.

The figure retreated quickly.

Hum.

The four long swords that were united in one suddenly separated into four, rushing down with the strength of Yuanshi Tianzun.

“Lishan, do you really think I would be bullied if I fell to the quasi-sage?”

Yuanshi Tianzun shouted angrily.