Journey to the West: The Evil Monk of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 45
A dream floats through the years, and a sigh of regret in life.

When Chen Xuan woke up in the room, not only his injuries had healed, but also his body was much stronger, so excited by the changes, he ran away from the door, and wanted to find Zhen Yuanzi to ask why.

When he was young, he came to the inner hall and was about to ask questions, but before he could speak, Zhen Yuanzi questioned him first, which made him confused and didn't know how to answer.

"Wake up." Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged on the cloud bed and said calmly: "I haven't reached the peak after a day and a night, so let's talk about how much homework will be added."

"Fart, at most one night, how can it be one day and one night, don't think that you can talk nonsense when I fall asleep." Chen Xuan argued hard, if he didn't refute, who knows what suffering will be.

"Humph."

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, and began to tell the story of Suiyue Mountain. At the same time, it also solved his doubts about his physical strength, and let him understand that the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art has reached the third turn and third level, and he has already cultivated in the middle stage of the Earth Immortal.

"Even so, it was an accident. After all, I didn't want to break through." Chen Xuan quibbled, knowing that Zhen Yuanzi had dug a hole for him, he simply couldn't afford to lie down.

"Can you still decide on my territory?" Zhen Yuanzi waved Chen Xuan out of the house with a wave of his sleeves after speaking, and then the words came: "Chop firewood for me first, I have something to do in the afternoon, let you learn a skill, so that you don't have time Mana is useless."

"Ability?" When Chen Xuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and then went to chop firewood in a very unscrupulous manner. He still chopped firewood with the feeling of wind, but his thoughts changed from a vain body to a ketone body. With a wave of his sleeves, he said in a chic and unrestrained way: "Hey, there is something in the sleeves, I'm here."

Time flies in a hurry, although Chen Xuan finished chopping firewood, although it was already lunch time, but because of the excitement and anticipation, not only was he not tired at all, but rather energetic.

At this time, the two boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, called to have lunch. Chen Xuan wiped off his sweat, and walked towards the lobby in a hurry. Once he came in and sat down, he blinked his eyes, full of expectations Looking forward to Zhen Yuanzi.

"What are you looking at me for? The dishes are on the table." Zhen Yuanzi was shocked by the look, stared, and said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I can't wait to say what the great immortal is capable of." Chen Xuan asked with a shy face, not only did the hope in his eyes not be extinguished, but it burst out with unprecedented light.

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, even if you don't talk about your skills, I will urge you to study, I hope you won't be negligent then." Zhen Yuanzi spoke flatly, making it impossible to see what was in his heart.

"Yes, yes, what the Great Immortal said is true." Chen Xuanle blossomed, and stuffed the food into his mouth vigorously.

Gobbled it up, swept away the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and left the cups and plates in a mess. Chen Xuan was about to speak again, but Zhen Yuanzi stopped his eyes and motioned for him to wipe the table and wash the dishes. Then he gave the two boys a few words, turned and went back to the inner hall to rest.

Although Chen Xuan didn't want to wash the dishes, but he thought of the supernatural power of 'the world in his sleeves', so he could only force himself to do it. After a lot of busy work, he finally cleaned it up. He was planning to ask again with the audacity. Tong stopped him and advised him to go back to his room to rest first. When the time came, someone would come to pass on his skills.

Complaining about going back to the room, having nothing to do, he sat cross-legged and began to practice and experience, wanting to use the best state to meet the famous magical power of "Sleeve Universe".

Don't you hear, sharpen the knife first when cutting wood and adding firewood, and take off your pants before going to bed. If you can get ready a little longer, you will be less confused.

After some comprehension of the origin, and more experience in my heart, time is also quietly, like a leftover from a dream.

"Master summoned, the thief is bald and come out." Qingfeng sent a voice into the room, awakening Chen Xuan to answer excitedly.

"Come out now, boy, wait a moment." Chen Xuan opened the door and left, leaving with Qingfeng Hall.

When they came to the lobby, Zhen Yuanzi was already waiting, Mingyue was standing beside him, and there was another person present. He had an ethereal temperament that seemed to be the same as the world, but his body was fat and fat but different from the customs of the world.

"To meet the Great Immortal, the poor monk must study hard, so as not to discredit the Great Immortal's method." Chen Xuan bowed and bowed, although he was curious about who that person was, he had no intention of inquiring into it.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you have the heart." Zhen Yuanzi smiled, then pointed to the fat man and said: "This is the imperial chef of the Heavenly Court. I will learn from him in the future. Remember to respect it, otherwise the pain of flesh and blood will not be spared."

"Yes." Chen Xuan readily agreed, but as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he noticed the other party's inappropriate words. After thinking about it, he immediately sent thousands of grass and mud horses to gallop, so he quickly asked: "Learning to cook? Daxian, you are so funny."

"That's right, I'm just learning to cook, and I'll kill chickens and cows first, and then I'll talk about other things." Seeing that he was dissatisfied, Zhen Yuanzi's face became serious and his momentum sank, as if he wanted to force him to submit, and he secretly calculated that "Xiu is funny" What do you mean, I don't think this is a good thing to say.

"Paralysis, your brain was kicked by a donkey. You don't teach skills to eliminate demons, but you call it cooking. Why don't you teach excavators?" Although Chen Xuan was oppressed by the momentum, he still broke out in his heart, because he was too fucked.

excavator?Although the audience was puzzled about something, but hearing the words of the donkey's kick, everyone's face was strange, the boy was stunned, the imperial chef was surprised, and Zhen Yuanzi was ashen.

"What do you mean by paralysis, what do you mean by donkey kicking, I can't find death." Zhen Yuanzi said coldly, and walked up to Chen Xuan, as if waiting for his refutation.

"Gulu." Chen Xuan knew the bad things, and he didn't want the past life's problems to affect the current life. Seeing that Zhen Yuanzi was chilling, he could only argue strongly, hoping to please him and avoid this suffering: "Paralysis is a particle of speech, In fact, there is no real meaning, as for the donkey kick, you may not believe it, but it is actually a word that praises a flash of inspiration."

"Hehe, how dare you swear to the sky that everything you say is true." Zhen Yuanzi laughed back angrily, and pinched his hands behind his back to prevent him from noticing.

"No need..." Chen Xuangang wanted to shirk, but Zhen Yuanzi stared and swore in fright: "Every sentence of the poor monk is true. If there is any truth, tell me to be caught by a female monster and destroy Yuanyang."

"I will think about it." Zhen Yuanzi typed out the formula, and he saw a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and thunder fell for no reason, and hit Chen Xuan.

"Swear to your uncle, oh my god." Chen Xuan hugged his head and ran like a mouse, but Luo Lei followed him like a shadow. He fled the distance in one step, but Luo Lei followed and smashed.

"Master, nothing will happen, this is Yimu Shenlei after all." Seeing Chen Xuan rushing out the door, Qingfeng looked worriedly at Zhen Yuanzi while listening to the successive wailing and cursing.

"Zixiao Shenlei can't kill you, so what's the mere Yimu Shenlei?" Zhen Yuanzi turned around with his sleeves, and walked towards the imperial chef.

"Don't worry, Qingfeng, the master has a sense of proportion, and Bajiu Xuangong also needs to be tortured from time to time." Mingyue pulled Qingfeng and told him what was in her heart.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi approaching, the imperial chef cupped his fists and bowed. Although he was only a Xuanxian, he was neither humble nor overbearing: "This person is the one who competes with the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Yes, in the future when you go on the road alone, you will inevitably have to kill, so now that you are killing chickens and cattle, you must first realize why you are doing it." Zhen Yuanzi didn't care about the attitude of the chef.

"Although I'm unwilling, but the Emperor of Heaven has an order, so let's do it like this, but how much he can learn the craft depends on his fate." The imperial chef sighed.

"Of course, your wing room is already ready. If you stay here for the next year, you will have to worry about three meals." Zhen Yuanzi chuckled, but he was a little happy when he thought that he would avoid running around in heaven in the future.

Hearing this, the imperial chef smiled wryly, and said goodbye, then went to the residence with the second boy, passed by the courtyard, and saw that there was no end to the thunder, so he took a closer look and found Chen Xuan in the corner. It turned out that he was in a coma. Listening to his ramblings, he didn't care about leaving immediately, and he understood why all the guardian gods resigned.

"Fuck your uncle's Luo Lei, there are countless lies, why did you catch me?" Although Chen Xuan was in a coma, his resentment remained undiminished, so he opened his mouth and kept swear words, which made Luo Lei not stop. thread.

(Fools will speed up the plot, and the last treasure of merit and virtue is about to be born, hehe, you will never think of what it is, at least it has never appeared in the novels that fools have read.)
(End of this chapter)