The daughter of the king crosses Monkey King

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Today's chapter was blocked, so it was unblocked, and what I wrote was not explicit, so depressed!
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Now, thanks to Sanzang's blessing, her own inner demons have been untied ahead of schedule.This kind of heart knot that has troubled countless women does not exist at all with the daughter king.

"Whether it's jealousy, jealousy, or some other negative emotion in a relationship, it's essentially a kind of distrust at work."

The daughter king whispered: "I should never fear that you will be seduced by others."

Hearing this, Sanzang said slowly: "You are talking about the emotion of jealousy. In my understanding, it is a desire for control and a sense of insecurity. It is an unexpected gain that you can eliminate a negative emotion!"

The daughter king nodded, and the brilliance flashed, and the consciousness of the two returned to the snowy field.

Ba Jie saw that they were opening their eyes and dissipating the Buddha's light, he stepped forward and said: "You two will never end, you will go through all the kalpas together."

The daughter king smiled and said, "I feel pretty good after going through the heart disaster. I feel that my completely unstable cultivation base has surpassed the bottleneck of the quasi-sage, and I am firmly standing on the second small level of the quasi-sage."

Hearing the words, Bajie squinted his eyes and carefully observed his daughter king. He could indeed feel that the ocean-like ability fluctuations were not much worse than Guanyin's, but the realm was indeed still at the peak level of Da Luo Jinxian, and there were only traces of quasi-sages Just breath.

"What a strange state."

The daughter king nodded: "It's okay, I can feel it, but there is an opportunity missing."

Looking at this group of ragged monks working hard, Wu Jing was suspicious:
"I think it's because the grains are abundant here, and there are no handymen to come, so this monk builds the monastery himself?"

Wujing said: "This emperor is very good-natured. As the saying goes, if a master can move a prince, it is a blessing for the whole country to have such a means to assist the king. I don't know if I, a poor man, have the method of star destiny, so I can see the master? "

The Taoist said with a smile: "You want to see my master. What's the problem! The two of us are apprentices near me, but my master is good at Taoism and loves the virtuous. He only heard a word of Taoism, and he also went out of the door. If we two introduce You, will definitely see you."

It has been five months since I left that snowy field. During this time, Bajie has become a cultivator, his daughter King and Tang Sanzang are bored, and Wujing is really bored. I like to delve into the Buddhist scriptures, so I guess I have already gone crazy.

The sound turned out to be that the monks were playing the trumpet with all their strength, shouting "Strength King Bodhisattva" in unison.

Sanzang couldn't help but nodded: "My kong'er is awesome!"

The daughter king was puzzled: "Easy? How easy?"

The Taoist said, "It is my master."

The Taoist laughed and said, "How do you, fellow Taoist, say such disappointing words?"

"My master, who summons the wind and calls the rain, just flips his palms, turns water into oil, touches stones into gold, can take away the good fortune of heaven and earth, and exchange the mysteries of stars!"

Wu Jing asked, "Immortal Elder?"

Bajie also said: "I don't have time." After speaking, he took a Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and began to practice his skills again.

Bajie curled his lips: "Okay, don't be so talented, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat pancakes..."

Wu Jing suddenly exclaimed: "You are the pinnacle of the Daluo Jinxian. How many gods there are, and they can't reach this state after practicing for three to five thousand years."

The Taoist said: "I can't do it now, wait for the movie, and I can go in with you after the two of us finish our business."

Wujing said: "My disciple is wandering in the sea, wandering in the end of the world; I came here today to recruit good people. Ask the two Taoist priests, which street in this city is a good way? Which alley is a good way? I am poor. Go get some food."

I saw that the car was loaded with bricks, tiles, wood, planting and adobe. The beach head has the highest slope, and there is a path with a ridge, and the two gates are tall. Can you pull it up?

The Taoist looked proud: "My great master is called the Great Immortal of Tiger Power; the second master is the Great Immortal of Lu Li; the third master is the Great Immortal of Yang Li."

Wu Jing said: "It should be people screaming, but it sounds like thunder. Let's go and have a look."

The daughter king blinked: "I see that there are quite a few, there are at least 20 quasi-sages in the Heavenly Court!"

Wujing said: "If the monks don't eat fast, how can they have money to buy?"

God opened his eyes and saw a faint auspicious light in front of him. He muttered to himself, "A good place to go! The sound is loud. Could it be some kind of ceremony? It's exciting to watch."

Wu Jing asked, "The three honored masters look very powerful."

Wujing said, "What is a failure?"

One day, the four of them suddenly heard a shout, which seemed to be the voice of thousands of people shouting.

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Just as he was wondering, two young Taoist priests wearing star crowns and embroidered clothes walked out from the gate of the city.

Sanzang said: "Wujing, if you want to go, go and see for yourself. Let's take our time."

He flew away through the clouds, and after a short time, he flew to the front of the city, and saw a sandy beach outside the city gate, where many monks gathered and pulled carts.

Tang Sanzang turned his head and said, "Kong'er, it seems that someone is shouting, are you doing some big project?"

The four of them continued on the road, admiring the scenery along the way, walking slowly, and five months passed before they knew it.

Wu Jing laughed and said, "I think a Taoist priest became the emperor?"

Wujing said: "I'm a newcomer from a faraway place, but I really don't know. Please two fellow Taoists explain it in detail. I also understand a thing or two about poverty."

Wu Jing was puzzled, pressed Luo Yun's head, and went to the foot of the city to transform himself into a wandering Taoist, with a water and fire basket hanging on his left arm, beating the fishing drum with his hand, singing love words, and greeted the two The Taoist priest bowed in front of his face and said, "Master Taoist, the poor Taoist will start."

Wujing bowed to Sanzang, leaned his body, stepped on the clouds and flew in the air to watch, and saw a city in the distance.

"Shut up! You're even more perverted. I've lived for thousands of years, and I've never seen a person who cultivated from a mortal to a Da Luo Jinxian in five years."

Bajie was startled out of his cultivation state by the shout, and said, "It's a cry of landslides and landslides."

If you fail, you have to accumulate again.This is also the reason why there are Daluo Jinxian everywhere in the heavenly court, but there are not many quasi-sages. "

He would hear shouts, and knowing that someone was in front of him, he wanted to take a look to relieve his boredom.

The daughter king laughed and said, "Yes! This pig is stimulated!"

The monks couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing when they heard Wujing's words, but the two Taoists were even more pleased with what they said, saying:

Seeing that she was silent, Bajie comforted her and said, "Don't be discouraged. With your current fluctuating divine power, I am afraid that you are the No. A breakthrough. Or, as you said, an opportunity is needed. After all, those who accumulate divine power like you are here.”

When the monks saw this, they were all terrified, and they redoubled their efforts to pull the cart with all their might.

Bajie's face became even uglier:

The Taoist said: "The name of this city is Chechi Kingdom, and the king in the treasure hall is related to us."

Bajie looked at his daughter King speechlessly, and said loudly: "Who else do you need to learn from? For tens of thousands of years, who can be promoted from the third heaven of golden immortals to the top of golden immortals in Daluo in five years, and God Haotian spent two years. It took hundreds of millions of years to become a saint, how old are you?
You are a miracle!If it gets out, you will be a myth in the Three Realms, and a template for all immortal cultivators to learn from! "

Wujing sang deeply and said: "A lot of recommendations, let's go in here."

Wu Jing gradually pressed the head of the cloud to look.

"Don't talk about five years, even 500 years, it is difficult to make so many leaps!"

The daughter King smiled and said, "I'm not that curious, just walk over slowly, what's the rush?"

Bajie said: "Don't you know? To challenge a quasi-sage, you need to accumulate three times the divine power of the Daluo Jinxian's nine-level heaven. It is equivalent to letting people practice three times, and successfully complete the accumulation three times. Breaking through the customs and crossing the robbery.

"Five years, a short time?"

Bajie hesitated and said:
"I've never heard that it takes a chance to be promoted to a quasi-sage, but I've never seen someone who can break through to the top of Da Luo Jinxian so easily."

The Taoist in front of him returned the salute, "Where did fellow Taoist come from?"

When Wu Jing heard the words, his first reaction was Laojun's disciple, or someone sent by Laojun, and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the revered master?"

Bajie was speechless: "There will not be more than 40 quasi-sages in the entire Three Realms! It's just that you're lucky, and you met many at once."

"Ahem, it's mainly because of the teacher's talent!"

Upon hearing this, the daughter king thought, "It turns out that the system gave me such a difficult goal."

"Huh? Why are you waiting so hard? Buddhism and Taoism are not a family. Although there are some conflicts in the mortal world, monks should not be so afraid of Taoists. Especially the land of Xiniu Hezhou is a continent where Lingshan preaches and preaches. How does the Taoist manage the monks?"

After this incident, Bajie practiced even harder. He had no possibility of double cultivation to increase his cultivation, so he could only work hard to win the chance of becoming a saint.

"It's just me, that means there is no one to learn from."

He was born in a Taoist sect, so he is very familiar with this kind of scene where Taoist priests greet each other.

Wu Jing saluted, "Then I'll go for a walk!"

"No. It's just because five years ago, the people suffered from a severe drought, there was no rain in the sky, and the land was full of seedlings. Regardless of whether the monarch, minister, or family, big or small, every family bathed and burned incense, and every household prayed to the sky for rain. After that, three fairy elders fell from the sky. , ask for nectar, save all the people, until today, it has been 5 years since the country has been in good condition."

The Taoist said: "You want to eat some fast, but you are not disappointed?"

The Taoist said with a smile: "You come from afar, so you don't know anything about my city. In my city, don't say that the civil and military officials are good at Taoism, the rich and the elders love the virtuous, and all men and women will worship me when they see me. Don't worry about it, the first class is the long live king who is good at Taoism and loves the virtuous."

Wu Jing asked, "Is there any work for a monk?"

The Taoist priest appointed countless monks with his hands: "The monks are not careful in their work. We are afraid that they will be lazy, so we have to keep an eye on them all the time. Just finish this journey."

Wu Jing smiled and said, "The Taoist leader is wrong! The monks and Taoists are all monks, why do we keep an eye on them when they work?"

The Taoist laughed loudly: "You don't know, because when the monks were praying for rain, the monks were useless, and they could not help. Later, when my master arrived, he called the rain and the wind, and rescued the people. The king Angry, he said that the monk was useless, demolished his mountain gate, destroyed his Buddha statue, pursued his degree certificate, refused to let him go back to his hometown, and gave him a job with Taoism, just like a servant.

He is the one who burns the fire in my house, he is the one who sweeps the floor, and he is the one who pushes the door.Now monks are being sent to transport bricks and tiles to build new Taoist temples. "