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The Tang monk asked a little later: "Is the Great Saint going to accompany the poor monk Xitian to learn the scripture?"

Sun Wukong nodded his head: "Well."

Tong Tang monk's eyes brightened: "Go. Let's go to Gao Laozhuang to find out the second master."

"Slow!" Sun Wukong said.

"What's wrong?" Tang Seng asked.

Sun Wukong pointed to the air: "Go and get the golden hoop back."

不用 "Don't look for it. The poor monk has thrown away and doesn't know where to fly."

"How good the poor monk gives you!"

Sun Wukong paused.

"There is no golden hoop, 俺 where is the old man's mana!"

"..." Tang monk stuffed.

This is difficult.

一 Throw this thing, God knows where it is.

The Tang monk took a deep breath: "The poor monk should look for it."

Sun Wukong's eyes stared forward, his body quickly disappeared in front of Tang Seng, even if there was no mana, the movement was still light like an arrow, and he walked like a bird.

The Tang monk also wanted to use blessings. As a result, I could n’t bless on my feet: "Yaya, what kind of spell does Guanyin give, can't it be an accelerated BUFF?"

[Elder Tang, your spell is so low. 】

[Catch up with the Great Saint, don't have another favor -1, hahaha]

[Does your spell only bless in your hands, partially applicable? 】

【I have this possibility. 】

The monk Tang glanced blankly at the barrage and did not speak.

I had no choice but to catch up with myself. But there was injury, and the speed couldn't be complimented: "Sir, slow down. Wait for the poor monk."

"This is not as slippery as mana, and mana is enough." Tang Seng said helplessly.

After a while, I saw Sun Wukong holding the gold hoop in his hand, holding it tightly in his hand, and looked at it with some cold eyes: "If you come to the old man, sooner or later the new account will be counted together!"

Sun Wukong did not put it on directly, but held the gold hoop in his hand, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Wu sighed, Sun Wukong slowly prepared to put on the gold hoop.

Tang Monk yelled, "Slow!"

Sun Wukong wondered: "?"

Monk Tang said: "Don't wear it first. The poor monk asks if he can change the password. This tight-knit Guanyin also knows that for security reasons, only one account and one password can be known by himself."

"The poor monk see if this tight spell can be changed." Tang Monk said.

Tang Monk opens the system panel and asks the system if he can change the hoop spell.

Ding!

The host's current level is platinum, and the hoop spell can be changed in the fifth level of authority. Each change costs 100,000 rewards.

"Wipe. 100,000? Why don't you rob?" Tang Seng said.

Sun Wukong glanced coldly.

"The poor monk didn't tell you." Tang Seng took a deep breath, "100,000 to 100,000. The child couldn't bear the wolf."

Ding!

The Hoop Cuff has been initialized.

Ding!

输出 Please output a new password.

Tang Seng thought for a while, and set up a tight hoop spell that he didn't sip and remembered. After inputting, he said, "You can wear it, but the poor monk won't read this kind of ghost hoop spell. It's also a return to you. free."

Sun Wukong's body lags for a second.

He said nothing, looked at Tang Seng, and slowly put it on his head.

Boom!

A strong breath erupted directly from Sun Wukong, like the air of chaos. At this time, there was a storm directly around him, and even Tang Seng was somewhat untenable, and Tang Seng's body was constantly moved backwards by the strong wind.

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth was light, and every cell in his own body jumped again.

It is said that when the son-in-law made up the sky, he left a stone, which absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon. After giving birth to a stone monkey, he successfully broke into the water curtain cave and was worshiped by the princes of Huaguoshan as the Monkey King. In order to live forever, seek teachers everywhere, under the instruction of the Bodhi ancestors, learn to change seventy-two. There is also the Baoding Poseidon needle as a weapon, named Ruyi Golden Hoop.

He later went to war with Heaven, and the name of the Great Saint gradually spread.

Emperor Yunyu was defeated, and eventually dispatched Rulai, who even pressed Sun Wukong with five fingers for hundreds of years.

This pressure is how many days and nights.

"Rulai Laoer, wait for your grandson!"

Sun Wukong thought of all the past was a roar.

压 This pressure is a whole hundred years.

The monk from the Tang Dynasty looked at it from afar. At this time, Sun Wukong, Jin Guangcancan, seemed as if the God of War was descending into the world.

[This great saint is simply blinding my 24K titanium alloy eyes. 】

[Are you sure it ’s titanium, not dog eyes? Haha

[I'm going, it's so handsome. Great Saint now. 】

[Five hundred years, how many towers are in the rain. 】

[It's obviously 600 years, OK? 】

It took a long time for this breath to completely dissipate. Sun Wukong swiftly walked: "Go! Let old Sun accompany you to Xitian to learn from the scriptures!"

The Tang monk nodded again and again and said, "No wonder the Tang monk wants to ride a horse. It turned out that this spell was not useful. It seems that this journey to the west is different from what I know.

"?" Sun Wukong.

Monk Tang said: "It's nothing. The poor monk went to pick up the white horse's parcel. By the way, he went to town to change his head."

Although Dasheng regained his mana at this time, the armor of his body had lost its luster because he had lost his moisture. If he wanted to recover completely, it would take some time to repair it. It can be said that the armor worn by Dasheng at this time is more like broken copper.

Woohoo ~

Monk Tang's belly began to protest: "The poor monk's hungry legs are soft and need some meat."

"Are you a fake monk?" Sun Wukong asked.

"The buddha passed through the intestines, the Lord of the Buddha noticed." Tang Seng said.

Speaking of the Lord Buddha, Sun Wukong's eyes exuded a gleam of coldness: "In the future, don't do anything in the face of Lao Sun!"

Tang Monk looked at the list of poor teams with only 53 favorability, UU 看书 www. uukanshu. com nodded.

"There is a river in front of me, and my grandson will try to grab some food later!" Sun Wukong said.

The monk Tang Tang nodded again and again, thinking that there would definitely be fish or the like in the river, you can make a grilled live fish, sprinkle the fresh fish with some ingredients.

I thought it seemed that the saliva was more vigorous.

I swallowed and swallowed saliva, quickly supporting my hungry stomach, and barely walked to the position of the white horse.

After Bian loosened, she applied blessings to her hands and barely stuck on the white horse.

The whole person lay on the horse without riding.

Sun Wukong looked up, shook his head, did not speak, and led the white horse forward.

【Anchor, will you show grilled fish later? 】

[Will Mao Xuewang do it? Very delicious, Sichuan cuisine! 】

[Do n’t say it. I can't hurt this instant noodle party. 】

[It is also a pleasure to watch Dasheng catch fish. Since the classic Journey to the West in 1982, the later remakes have been boring. On the contrary, the infinite version of Journey to the West by Wei Ge, shot by Hong Kong and Taiwan, is still so interesting, and some wireless styles have been added to it, which is still barely acceptable. 】

[This episode of the anchor is really loved, so much! 】

On the white horse bestowed by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, there is a baggage on the white horse. Inside the baggage, there is a royal pot of purple gold used for transformation. There is also a "Jin Lanzheng" and a "nine ring tin rod". Except for these monks, they have almost nothing.

The clothes of the monks of the Tang Dynasty have long been worn out in the process of tearing the runes.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong's battle armor has been eroded so that the aura has dissipated, and it is extremely bleak.

Walking one person and one horse, a long figure fell towards the river in the setting sun.

"Fish ... poor monk wants fish ..." Tang Seng was dizzy with his eyes hungry.