Mother Lishan stopped and asked, "What else does the holy monk have to do?"
Chen Sandao: "The poor monk is frightened and does not dare to let the empress return without success. He also asks the empress to give the pig Wu Neng some color and a small punishment."
Old Mother Lishan nodded, if Zhu Bajie could bear this difficulty alone, it would be considered a success.
"Your Majesty, stay!"
Chen San called Mother Lishan again.
Lishan's old mother said: "The holy monk's words are very unreasonable."
Chen San nodded and apologized: "I still want to ask the empress to stay for a while."
Even though Lishan's mother is so powerful, she was still confused when she heard these unreasonable words.
But before she could ask, Chen San had already moved to her side, silently saying in his heart: "Sign in!"
Let me ask, how could Chen San miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sign in?
Although Lishan Old Mother is not as good as Taoist Lu Ya, she is a serious T0 level in the setting of Journey to the West.
Known as the strongest female fairy!
Not to mention anything else, just her nine sons, any one of them would be a coercive presence.
To give two examples, Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole and Emperor Gouchen Shanggong were both sons of Lishan Mother, and their status was second only to Sanqing and the Jade Emperor.
Sons are so awesome, let alone their own mother?
"Sign in!"
[Ding! The sign-in is successful and a special reward is triggered: the sign-in is worth 1,000 points.]
[Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of signing in for two days in a row. The additional reward is 10 sign-in points. 】
Chen San was slightly disappointed.
Why didn't you give me any magic weapon this time?
Is it because Lishan’s mother doesn’t have enough noodles?
Dog comparison system!
wrong!
The system just said continuous sign-in achievement?
So there is still such a thing?
Chen San felt like he had lost 100 million.
If he had known that he could get additional rewards by checking in a certain number of times in a row, Chen San must have accumulated six or seven figures of check-in value during the more than fifty years he spent in Liangjie Mountain.
Wouldn't it be nice to use it in exchange for the cultivation elixir?
With tears in her eyes, Chen San used the more than 1,000 check-in points to exchange for two cultivation pills.
500 points each, each can increase your cultivation by ten years.
Purchasing power is also strong.
Lishan's mother saw Chen San lost in thought and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Chen San came back to his senses and said casually: "When I think that all the people are still in the fire and water, I can't help but feel sad and lose my composure."
Lishan's mother looked appreciative: "It's really rare to be able to think about the sufferings of all sentient beings all the time."
Chen San lowered his head and said that he did not dare to receive such praise: "Then the poor monk will not delay the queen from doing business."
The so-called business, of course, is how to let Zhu Bajie see the dangers of the world.
After Lishan's mother left, Chen San coughed lightly: "Is it fun to be in the tree?"
Sun Wukong hugged the tree trunk and slid down, laughing and saying: "Master discovered it."
Chen San frowned in disgust: "I haven't taken a shower all day, and everyone can smell the monkey smell all over me."
Sun Wukong said unconvinced: "Then I have never seen Master take a bath, so Master doesn't smell?"
Chen San raised his hand as if to strike: "What do you know, you bastard monkey? This is called hormones!"
"Hormones? What are they?"
Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks and said.
Chen San smiled mysteriously: "Of course it's something that I have as a teacher but you don't have."
Until he left the garden, Sun Wukong still couldn't forget the three words "hormones". He called Sha Monk not far away, approached and asked, "Junior brother, do you know what hormones are?"
"Hormones? Never heard of it, maybe it's a name?"
Seeing that Sha Seng couldn't tell, Sun Wukong looked at Ao Lie.
Ao Lie shook his head directly: "I don't know either. Master is very knowledgeable. You can ask him."
Sun Wukong sat down on the ground: "If he is willing to say it, why should I come to ask you? Forget it, I don't miss him anymore."
Chen San appeared in front of the three of them: "Wukong, Wu Jing, before it rains, go outside and look for firewood and wood to build a shed for shelter."
Without any hesitation, Sha Monk walked straight out of the courtyard.
But Sun Wukong couldn't figure it out.
Build a shed to shelter?
There are so many rooms in this manor, are you afraid there will be no place to live?
Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Chen San's stern eyes: "Go quickly!"
Wukong and Sha Monk had just picked up a pile of wood when it suddenly started raining heavily.
Sha Monk was horrified and said: "Master is really a god, he can predict wind and rain!"
Sun Wukong curled his lips: "What does this mean? If I want to know when it will rain, I can ask the Dragon King."
At this time, Chen San and Ao Lie ran over carrying two large leaves each.
Sun Wukong said: "Master, there are so many rooms inside, why do you have to settle in this shabby shed?"
Chen San asked: "Can't you see that this manor is a deception?"
Sun Wukong shook his head.
Chen San said disdainfully: "What fiery eyes and golden eyes, you can't even see this."
Sun Wukong couldn't help but doubt himself: "Is it a blind trick...?"
Little did he know that Sun Wukong could see the identity of Old Mother Lishan and the three Bodhisattvas, but he couldn't see that the manor was just a way to hide his eyes, not that his fiery eyes and golden eyes were useless.
It's because the person who used this blinding technique is too advanced, far above Sun Wukong.
When Chen San saw that the shed had been set up, he took Ao Lie to a place with less leakage, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.
"We'll spend the night here. Wukong, please remember to go to the forest and bring Bajie back tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning? In the forest?"
Sun Wukong had a series of questions in his mind, but Chen San closed his eyes and thought about it, but there was no reply.
In Chen San's consciousness, he was observing his changes after taking the cultivation pill.
After twenty years of cultivation, the state has reached the late stage of foundation building, and the golden crow origin in the body is burning a little more vigorously.
But he also had a question in his mind.
The distinction between realms in the world of Journey to the West is quite blurry. It can be said that there is no need to divide realms into levels of strength at all, it all relies on magical powers and spells. But why do you follow such a traditional cultivation model?
Also, what level does your foundation-building realm belong to in this world?
At least we need to find a reference, right?
Questions sprouted in his mind one after another. Chen San felt like his head was bigger than his head and he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it.
But Chen San is not a person who likes to get into trouble. If you don't understand something, just don't think about it for the time being.
As the saying goes, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge.
As the saying goes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.
Chen San emptied his mind and gradually fell into concentration.
Until I heard a faint voice.
"Help!"
"Is there any kind-hearted person who can help me, this old pig?"
"Master! Brother Hou'er! Junior Brother Sha!"
Chen San opened his eyes and saw Ao Lie leaning on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.
The other shoulder was used as a pillow by Sun Wukong.
Only Sha Monk knew the right way to sit cross-legged and fall asleep with his chin in his hands.
Chen San gently pushed Ao Lie away and let her continue to sleep against the tree stump next to her.
Then he stood up abruptly.
Sun Wukong lost his fulcrum, fell to the ground, and woke up immediately.
"Wukong, you look at them, I'll go check on Bajie."
It has to be said that experience and age are always directly proportional.
Just look at the way the rope is tied on Zhu Bajie's body. No one who has been using it for several years can tie it so perfectly.
It’s the same as the theme of a certain country’s art promotional video. This chapter has been completed!