The clear and clear sound of poetry sways with the wind, facing the sky and the full moon, and floats straight to the Guanghan Palace deep in the Moon Palace.

Deep in the Guanghan Palace, a beautiful jade man sat alone, holding a snow-white and crystal-clear jade rabbit in his arms. He was cold and cold, and it seemed that he was emitting coldness around him. It was the Lord of Guanghan Palace and Fairy Chang'e.

Every time the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the power of the moon god is strengthened, and she can always hear and see some movements in the lower realm, such as the extremely lively Lantern Festival and the Mid-Autumn Festival every year. This is also the reason why she is looking forward to the arrival of the full moon day. This moon palace is too deserted!

The sound of poetry floated from afar, floating into the ears of the cold goddess, and also into her heart.

When is this evening? I have lived in this Guanghanshen Palace for countless years, and I can no longer remember when is this evening.

She quickly stood up with her skirt and ran towards the laurel place.

The innate spiritual root - Yue Luo, Yue's direct spiritual root. Here, the power of the Guanghan Palace Master will be further strengthened.

I must know who he is!

After so many years, I finally have a close friend, so I must not miss it.

Chang'e thought intimately that the speed under her feet increased again.

When he arrived at the laurel place, he saw Wu Gang still wielding the axe to cut the laurel, but he ignored him and swung him away with one sleeve and landed a hundred miles away.

Chang'e stretched out her soft and softly caressed the laurel, and powerful power poured into her beautiful eyes.

The fog in front of her seemed to dissipate, crossing the infinite distance between heaven and earth, and she saw it.

On the high mountain, an extremely handsome monk in white was reciting poems to the moon, with a faint loneliness and sorrow on his face, but his tone was quite free and easy.

Tang Sanzang, I remember you, you can't escape.

Chang'e put away her magic with a faint smile on her face. She originally didn't want to participate in the Journey to the West plan. She had never been interested in these battles of fame and fortune, but now she seems to be a little interested.

Looking at Wu Gang who was rushing from afar, Chang'e showed a hint of disgust on her face and a hint of contempt flashed in her eyes.

How could you cut off the laurel? It was extremely stupid!

Waving the wide-sleeved fairy skirt floated away.

Only Wu Gang, who was slowly rushing toward the beautiful woman who had already left, was secretly ecstatic.

She seemed to smile at me.

She likes me! He must like me! But I’m embarrassed to say that, so I can only pay attention to me secretly!

Chang'e, wait for me! I must cut down this laurel and take you out of this lonely Guanghan Palace. No one can stop me from giving you happiness!

Thinking of this, Wu Gang regained his confidence, raised his axe and chopped, and his hands seemed to be more energetic.

However, the laurel was not damaged at all, even if it was cut for thousands of years.

...

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Tang Sen seemed to see a beautiful figure flashing in the bright moonlight.

It seems that the fragrance is lingering, but the figure of the beauty is floating without a trace.

There are no figures in the moon.

Tang Sen smiled self-deprecatingly, and his deep affectionateness all showed hallucinations.

Turning around and going back to the thatched cottage to sleep.

No words all night, and the journey sets off tomorrow.

"Old Hei, I have arranged a good place for you." Tang Sen pulled out the Nine-level Demon Tower, then brought the Black Bear Spirit to his body, and said in a kind tone.

The black bear spirit touched his head, looking like a monk was confused.

Tang Sen pointed to the pagoda, "This treasure is made of its own space, with rich spiritual energy inside, suitable for retreat, about two levels higher than the effect of practicing outside."

At present, Tang Sen can only open the first level of the pagoda, and his cultivation can increase by 20%.

When he heard that he could speed up his practice, the Black Bear Spirit would naturally be willing, but when he thought of reciting, the Black Bear Spirit quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Just kidding, you let a bear sit still and stay in peace for hundreds of years? It’s better to kill him!

"Old Hei, think about it, after you go in for a while, Daoxing will advance greatly. Wouldn't you be able to beat Wukong and avenge your previous revenge?" Tang Sen said insensually, and winked at Sun Wukong beside him.

"Yes, yes, if I hadn't protected my master and could not get rid of it, such a good thing would have fallen on your head." Sun Wukong said, helping him.

Just kidding! My old grandson is now seriously injured and has not healed. When the Creation Pill repairs its origin, with his peerless talent, how can you, a black bear in the wild, compare to your cultivation speed? Chasing me my old grandson? Don’t think about it in this life!

Hearing Sun Wukong's words, the Black Bear Spirit was obviously moved, and defeating Sun Wukong had become an obsession in his heart.

"Okay, holy monk, I, Lao Hei, are willing." Finally, I made up my mind.

Tang Sen pinched the magic power, and the magic power in his hand surged, and the nine-level demon tower became larger, until the first floor was as high as the other person.

The tower gate opened, a white light flashed, and a rich spiritual energy rushed towards me.

The black bear spirit was shocked. The monk did not lie to me and entered the tower happily.

Putting away the pagoda, the three of them continued on the road.

Tang Sen took out his streamlined little motorcycle again.

The "throttle" blew away.

Only two apprentices were left chasing them behind.

The motorcycle got faster and faster, and before I knew it, I came to a village.

Tang Sen saw a figure in front of him, standing in the middle of the road in a daze.

He quickly honked the horn, and the figure did not move.

Tang Sen was furious, let go of the "throttle", pressed the front brake, and a beautiful side swing stopped in front of the figure.

Putting off the motorcycle, Tang Sen rushed forward angrily.

"You want to die?" asked sternly.

Gao Cai didn't know what he was running just now, but he could not imagine that it was a means of transportation like a ox, horse and carriage, and he was not afraid at the moment.

"You monk, you look quite handsome, why do you speak so unreasonablely! I was walking hard on this road, but you openly 'carted', but now you are still asking me what's the reason?" Gao Cai said with confidence.

Tang Sen smiled angrily. Even if I was wrong, are you not at all wrong?

This is not the rule of law society in the previous life. Life here is worthless. If you don’t pay attention to it, you will die in vain if you hit him or die.

This person didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

Seeing that the truth was not reasonable, Tang Sen rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward and beat him hard. Although I sometimes talked about the truth, I was still a physical monk who convinced people with "virtue".

At this time, the two people behind came late and saw Tang Sen playing high school as soon as they arrived.

The two hurriedly stepped forward and broke up.

"Master, stop fighting, stop fighting, not to do so." Although the two of them didn't know what happened, Tang Sen obviously did not suffer any loss depending on the form on the field.

Tang Sen took the opportunity to withdraw his hand.

"Don't be so arrogant in the future, otherwise you will hit you once when you see you!" Although he has returned to the appearance of a great monk, his tone is not so gentle.

Gao Cai covered his eyes, huddled to the side and shivered, with grievances on his face.

Tang Sen just fucked him with a panda eye.

This person is unreasonable!

Seeing the situation ease, Xiao Bailong hurriedly walked forward with a smile on his face to comfort him.

"This guy, I guess there is a misunderstanding. We are monks from the Tang Dynasty in the East and are going to the West to obtain scriptures." Their tone was extremely gentle, for fear of scaring this poor mortal.

The Tang Dynasty, it seems to be a powerful empire in the east! The western sky seems to be in a very far place!

Gao Cai is a servant, and he has never walked out of a hundred miles in his life. In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he could only hear from people who traveled far away and think about it in his dreams, but probably he would not have the chance to go and see it.

West Heaven? Then I don’t want to.

They have walked so far, so awesome!

He looked at the three of them with longing eyes.

"I am a monk, the brother of the Tang Dynasty."

Looking at Gao Cai's envious and admiring gaze, Tang Sen snorted coldly.

"The sworn brother of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty." I was afraid that the servants would not understand, Tang Sen explained again.

Gao Cai's eyes became even more admiring, and stars seemed to be shining in his eyes.

After a long time, Gao Cai gave a respectful salute as if he had remembered the purpose of his trip.

"I am offending the nobles, please forgive me. Gaojiazhuang is the mansion outside my master Gao Yuanwai. You might as well go and rest to express your feelings. I still have important things to do, so I can't accompany you."

He accused him of guilt and put on his clothes, got up and left.

Tang Sen signaled the little white dragon to reach out and stop it.

"I still want to leave after offending me? Tell me, what's the matter? Maybe I can have a way." Although Tang Sen's tone was fierce, there was no malice in his words.

What I was angry just now was that this mortal was not alive and almost died, and now the anger naturally dissipated.

"Master, I don't know that there is a pig demon in Gaojiazhuang. This time, the villain went out to ask the master to subdue the demons on the order of my family's subordinate." Gao Cai immediately said the reason with a sad look on his face.
To be continued...