Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 166 Leave
"how is this possible?"

The young man called His Highness had a wry smile on his face, and he said: "It's not like you don't know that because of Purdue Cihang, Father is quite fond of Eldest Brother, otherwise, how could he be at such a critical moment? I sent it to the river for disaster relief?"

"Pudu Cihang!"

Hearing this name, the Taoist surnamed Zhang's face turned dark, and he said: "Don't worry, Your Highness, no matter how powerful that bald donkey is, he will die soon. The contemporary celestial master of my Tianshi Mansion has decided to go out and fight that thief bald." High or low, a monk who has no heels dares to challenge my position as the Grand Master of the Chen Dynasty!"

"Master Zhang is leaving the customs?!"

There was a look of surprise on the young man's face, and he said: "Okay, this is really great! With the way of the old Tianshi Longhushan, he will definitely be able to clean up the monk, so that the father will not be kept by the elder brother." They are blinded!"

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

The Taoist shouted loudly, and said: "Your Highness, let's not mention the matter of the capital for the time being, let's look at the present first, and ask your subordinates who lives in the tent in the southeast corner."

The young man nodded, clapped his hands lightly, and a figure walked in without a sound. Judging by the posture, he was also a master with kung fu.

The person who came had a beardless face and a gloomy demeanor. It was Mr. Wang who was trying to save Mo Yuan during the day.

Mr. Wang lowered his eyebrows and said pleasingly: "Your Highness, what are your orders?"

"Well, Daoist Zhang said that something happened in the camp. Go and see, who lives in that tent in the southeast corner?" the young man ordered.

"The tent in the southeast corner?"

Mr. Wang's face was slightly strange, and the camping and lodging was all arranged by him, so he naturally knew who lived in it.

"Oh, it seems that you know, tell me, what's the situation?" The young man saw the strangeness of Mr. Wang and said.

"His Highness, at noon today, Zuo Qianhu found a seriously injured young man on the road. The old slave thought that His Highness used to be kind-hearted, so he ordered them to take him in, but what did the old slave do wrong?" Mr. said anxiously.

"Young man, what does he look like, but he has been shaved?" Daoren Zhang asked.

"He's a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He has fine features and has never been shaved." Mr. Wang replied straightforwardly.

"That's not someone from Purdue Cihang." Zhang Daoren nodded.

"According to Master Zhang, what should we do with this person?" The young man looked at him and said.

Reverend Zhang stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "Your Highness, I see that this person has a lot of aura and movements. I think he is not an idle person. If His Highness wants to compete with the First Prince, isn't there such a strange person around you?"

"The real person means that he wants me to subdue him? But this kind of person of unknown origin, who knows if he will be the next Purdue Cihang?" The young man asked suspiciously.

"Hahaha, you don't have to worry about this, Your Highness."

Zhang Zhenren smiled and said: "You don't need to be too deliberate, as long as you give favors calmly, if he is like that thief bald and climbs up, you don't need to pay attention to him, before he recovers from his injuries, Your Highness just wants to observe this person's heart, if he is really a man of virtue, if he wants to accept your life-saving grace, he will not refuse to repay your life-saving grace."

"What the real man said is right!"

The young man nodded, and said to Mr. Wang: "You heard me, get this matter done, don't be stingy with many rare medicinal materials, just let him use them."

Mr. Wang saluted and said: "I would like to obey His Highness's order!"

Mo Yuanzi didn't know about the plans in this tent, he was busy healing his wounds!
But these days, Zuo Escort really sent a lot of good medicines, there were no panaceas for a thousand years, and ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, etc., which were a hundred years old, were not rare.

With the help of these medicinal materials, Mo Yuan's recovery speed has been accelerated by a few points. Of course, with the Taoism of Mo Yuan's golden core that can fight against the avatar of the Black Mountain old demon, he can naturally detect that there is a master of Taoism in the camp. People spy from time to time.

But this Taoist didn't even condense the golden core, and he didn't have any malicious intentions. Mo Yuan didn't bother to talk to him because of these medicinal materials.

In the trilogy of A Chinese Ghost Story, there are only two real big bosses, well, it should be said that there are three, the old demon of Montenegro, the fine centipede, and the grandma of the tree demon from Lanruo Temple.

The Taoism of the Black Mountain old demon, a clone can fight back and forth with Mo Yuan, although it will be a serious injury, but even if Mo Yuan has fully recovered his Taoism, with the help of Zhou Tianxing's power, he is not sure to get rid of it in one fell swoop That Montenegrin old demon!

As for the centipede spirit, it can be considered, but what Mo Yuan wants to find at the moment is to find a way to break through the primordial spirit first. As long as he reaches the primordial spirit, such monsters as the Black Mountain old demon are nothing to worry about. It is the water snake Demons can also compete against one or two.

These are the main plots of A Chinese Ghost Story: Xiaoqian and Grandma Shu's love between humans and ghosts. Mo Yuan has no intention of getting involved, and he doesn't want to get involved. He just wants to improve his strength as soon as possible!

Strength is the foundation of standing, and it is the key to quickly eliminate the world monsters and collect the power of the world to restore the Chaos Clock!
In a flash, it took ten days, and Mo Yuan's injury was almost healed. The idea of ​​leaving arose in his heart, wanting to find Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye.

One of these two is a sword cultivator, and the other is an inheritance of Kunlun. Maybe there will be a way to break through the primordial spirit.

"Boy Mo, the young master asked me to deliver medicine to you again!"

Mo Yuan was thinking about the matter of Yuanshen, but the head of the left bodyguard got into the tent, holding a piece of Huang Jing that had been cooked for more than a hundred years in his hand.

"Boy Mo, I don't know that you are valued and favored by our young master. You don't hesitate to send you these priceless medicines all day long. Unfortunately, even if you are cured, you are still a useless person." Zuo The dart head sighed.

"That's not necessarily the case!"

Mo Yuan had a good impression of this Zuo Escort, although he was outspoken, but his heart was quite straightforward, these days he was taking care of him, and the two were familiar with each other.

Mo Yuan smiled and said: "Left Escort, if I'm a useless person, why would the young master you speak of treat me like this? I must have value in me that he can use!"

Hearing the words, Zuo Escort frowned, and said seriously: "Boy Mo, don't slander the young master, be careful with your words!"

"That's your son, I'm not afraid of him." Mo Yuanhun said indifferently.

"Boy Mo, don't blame me for not warning you, my young master has an extraordinary background, you'd better not mention him." Zuo Escort said with a serious expression on his face.

"Okay, okay, don't mention him."

Mo Yuan could see that this man had good intentions, so he responded, and then said: "I'm almost recovering from injury these few days, please let me know, I want to thank your young master face to face, and then I will leave! "

"You want to leave, how many days will you take care of?" Zuo Escort was a little bit reluctant, Mo Yuan has taught him martial arts all these days.

"I won't raise it anymore. A little injury is fine." Mo Yuan refused.

The snake demon is still waiting outside. The Eastern Emperor Bell travels through the heavens, depleting the power of the world. The time passing between the worlds is not synchronized. In a world like A Chinese Ghost Story, in the past hundred years, Journey to the West is just an instant...

(End of this chapter)