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After the processing of the origin of the ancient seal world, the eastward team naturally would not delay the Po'er Cave. Tang Sanzang ordered Ruyi Zhenxian to stay here, so he threw the Yanmo puppet to him.

The puppet at the seventh level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm is used to suppress a lucky node. This work can be said to be quite luxurious.

As for the strength of Ruyi Zhenxian...

The potential of the Nine Stars is here, and it is obviously impossible to improve it more.

Therefore, Tang Sanzang only used his magical powers to exert his enlightenment, elevating him from the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm to the peak of the quasi-saint.

But there is no big problem.

Although Ruyi True Immortal is only the peak of the quasi-saint, there is a puppet of Yan Mo in hand...

Even if the two Western saints were resurrected, they would not be able to do anything to him.

The two Western Saints, these words seem to be a bit far away...

"Be ready, I'm on the way."

Tang Sanzang walked out of the house and ordered to the great saints.

"yes!"

The great saints respectfully accepted the order and then walked eastward in a mighty manner.

Ruyi Zhenxian stood on the top of Jieyang Mountain, watching the eastbound team leave, and suddenly, a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

"Master, you are..."

The old Taoist monk was confused and looked at Ruyi Zhenxian with a confused look.

The Holy Buddha has just left, and you are so happy. Is there something wrong with you?

"Hehe, you don't understand. Master has helped me with a heart disease."

Ruyi Zhenxian smiled and looked so relaxed.

"Bang!"

A figure appeared in front of Ruyi Zhenxian. This was the Yanmo puppet that Tang Sanzang gave to him in the middle of the night.

"Master, this is..."

"Yan Mo Puppet, the seventh level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, was guarded by my master for my Taoist temple."

Ruyi Zhenxian touched her beard with a smile, then raised her head proudly and said.

"hiss!"

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he took a deep breath.

What a guy, the Holy Buddha is so terrifying!

Ignoring the shock of the old Taoist priest, Ruyi Zhenxian bowed respectfully to the east.

Master really puts good intentions into practice.

The cheap nephew is about to return, and the eldest brother has his sister-in-law, so the cheap nephew will not do too much...

But I don't know here...

Fortunately, there is a puppet of Yan Mo now. If my good nephew doesn’t know the world is high, I can only educate my elder brother and sister-in-law with tears in my eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

As if he saw the scene of Red Boy being pressed by Yan Mo's puppet, Ruyi Zhenxian couldn't help laughing out loud.

"master……"

Looking at the slightly sickly smile on his master's face, the old Taoist priest felt a little panicked.

Good guy, the master is too surprised. He suddenly lost his heart and became crazy when he gained it?

...

In that wall, the eastbound team went eastward, but before I knew it, it was already the end of the year. Calculate the time, it has been the end of ten years since we headed east.

The three-year agreement between Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun is coming.

I don't know how many miles to go east, the team was experiencing the severe winter scene, but I saw the forest light in front of me, the mountain bones in the distance were clear outside the water.

The golden sedan was shaking and right where he was walking, and he encountered a mountain ahead, blocking the eastward journey.

The rugged towers soar into the sky, and the mountains are shrunk and the sky is blocked by the blue sky.

The birds singing on the ridge are beautiful in clarinets, and the plum blossoms bloom in front of the cliffs are fragrant.

The road is narrow and the cliffs are high, the stones are often steep, and the snow is blocked by ice and snow. But the front is full of individuals and horses.

The green bull spirit strode to the meteor, ran to the front of the sedan chair with a swish, and respectfully called "Master."

"What's the matter?"

"Master, there is the disciple's temple ahead. The disciple has asked the young people to come back early and clean up the cave."

Qingniu Jing said.

“So very good.”

Tang Sanzang nodded and moved forward with his arms.

When you reach the entrance of the valley, climb the cliff, rush to the cold with snow, and in a moment you reach the peak.

Not far away, there are towering towers and quiet buildings.

This is different from the silver-like gun tip I saw here back then. It is not caused by blind methods, but was built by many little demons under the command of the Green Bull Spirit not long ago.

Although it is not as good as the fairyland and the fairy spirit flying in the blessed land of the immortals, the domineering and rough style is in line with the aesthetics of the green bull spirit.

For the Qingniu Jing, this style is better than the Tushita Palace above the thirty-three days.

Lingshan has 365 main peaks, which can be selected by many great saints, and it is even more like the palace of the princes in the mortal world.

This temple and cave that spreads all over the West Journey Road is their real "fixion".

At the luck node, the strong people from the Pure Land Holy Sect must be in charge.

The eastward, the more dense the luck nodes are distributed. Tang Sanzang also had some of his own guesses about this, but these are all trivial matters and are not important.

"The king is back!"

The little demon, who had been on guard, had sharp eyes discovered the eastbound team and quickly called out loudly.

The mountains, which originally had only the sound of wind and snow, were instantly broken.

Little monsters ran out to greet them all over the mountains, and the bull monsters with heads and horns were the mainstream.

"Let's go."

Tang Sanzang's voice came from the sedan chair, and Cangshanjun and Ling Xuzi looked solemn. They lifted the sedan chair, scattered their feet and rushed towards the residence in front.

"Go!"

The two great smart boys, one holding a gourd and the other holding a jade bottle, followed the green bull spirit excitedly. The big feet stepped out four lines of footprints on the snow, causing the green bull spirit to twitch continuously.

He was not afraid of the others, just because these two clever men accidentally put the little demons in the mountain into the bottle and gourd...

After all, they did such things along the way, otherwise they would not have had a very clever "famous reputation".

Fortunately, this worry has not turned into reality after all.

When they arrived at the temple, a group of little demons quickly arranged a banquet, and various spiritual fruits and strange wines were served...

Of course, there is no need to say more about these things.

At night, the sky is dark and the earth is white, and the wind and snow are falling.

A figure came outside Tang Sanzang's door. After hesitating for a long time, he made a decision and went forward to knock on the door.

"Dadada..."

The knock on the door was not far from the wind and snow, but it also alarmed the great saints.

It's midnight...

The eyes of the Patriarch Subhuti flashed slightly.

"Come in."

Tang Sanzang's voice came out of the room.

"Cruff..."

Qingniu Jing pushed open the door and walked in.

"Master!"

"What's wrong with my disciple?"

Tang Sanzang was confused, and stood up in harmony and looked at the green bull spirit.

I don’t know where I learned it, but these disciples don’t say anything during the day and have to come in the middle of the night.
To be continued...