In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

Sun Wukong wants to hit Ming Jue's head with a stick now, f*ck, will he speak!

Just like that Yang Xinghe!

One remembers Fairy Zixia, and the other remembers Bi Mawen!

Just f*ck outrageous!

The same goes for Yang Jian next to him. Can the labor and management be called demotion? That is because the labor and management don't want to do it, okay?

The two of them glared at each other on the spot, so that, in the confusion, some monks broke through their restraints and escaped.

Lin Yichen's face twitched, and sure enough, the fifth is still such a natural black belly.

Every time I say something, it seems random, but it can kill people's popularity.

"Three Eyes, I'll leave it to you here. Those who run away, leave it to me."

Sun Wukong immediately retracted his gaze, said a word to Yang Jian, and rose into the sky.

Yang Jian also snorted and ignored it.

This made Ming Jue a little confused, and he was right.

Lin Yichen really wants to tell Ming Jue, kid, shut up.

If it wasn't for me, you would have been beaten to death by my men.

............

high in the sky.

Several monks shouted and rushed out, they looked terrified, the abbot died, and the supreme devil descended!

They have to take the news out.

"Where to go!"

At this time, a loud shout came from the rear, and golden light swept in, with a torrent of incomparably domineering energy.

"Come on! The devil's hand is down!"

Several monks clenched their teeth immediately, and they unknowingly dispersed and fled in different directions.

"Want to run?"

Sun Wukong stepped over in one step, stepping on the void, his golden eyes and fiery eyes bloomed with divine light, illuminating the universe.

Just when he was about to take off.

Suddenly the sky darkened.

A huge Buddha palm descended from the sky, and in the palm, a huge 'Swastika' appeared, but it didn't mean to sing compassion, and some were just heaven and earth, and I was the only one who was unique in the world.

Um?

Sun Wukong's eyes flickered, "Are you here to help? Well, my old grandson hasn't had enough fun yet."

However, what surprised him was that the Buddha palm was not to deal with him, but the monks who escaped.

boom!

The monks who had escaped were immediately pulled back by a terrifying suction force as soon as the Buddha's palm was pressed in the air.

After that, he was suppressed in the palm of the Buddha, and it was difficult to escape.

"Who is coming?"

Sun Wukong is holding a golden cudgel, with a red cloak behind his back, and under a purple-gold crown with phoenix wings, his bright eyes look up to the sky.

The next moment, the Buddha's palm disappeared, the clouds split, and a young monk in a gray robe fell from the sky.

"Another monk, my grandson hates monks the most!"

Sun Wukong grinned suddenly.

"This monkey donor, not all bald heads are monks, at least I am not."

The young monk folded his hands together and said, "I am doing this just for the sake of cultivation."

Sun Wukong looks like you are teasing me.

"Little monk, what's your name?"

Sun Wukong vaguely felt that the temperament of the little monk in front of him was a little familiar, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Next, Jiang Liu'er."

puff!

When Sun Wukong heard the name, he split on the spot.

He looked incredulous, "You, your real name is Jiang Liu'er?"

"Naturally, it was given to me by the master and his old man. He said that this name is the name of a well-known household name in his hometown."

Jiang Liuer said with a serious face.

Sun Wukong's face twitched wildly.

He finally knew why he felt that the monk's temperament was familiar, this f*ck was not exactly the same as the master.

Is this the disciple Jiang Liu'er accepted by the master?

Sun Wukong only felt that there were 10,000 words in his heart that he didn't know what to say or not.

Master, you are too funny!

"This monkey donor..." Jiang Liuer was about to speak.

Sun Wukong interrupted immediately, "My old grandson has a name, my name is Sun Wukong."

Jiang Liu'er whispered, "Fight to defeat the Buddha and Sun Wukong?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he felt a lot more pleasant.

Although he prefers the title of Monkey King compared to Fighting Victory Buddha, it is still better than the maddened Bi Ma Wen below.

"It's me, I didn't expect you to know how to fight against Buddha?"

Jiang Liuer scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Master Shizun once told me this story when I was a child. He said that fighting against Buddha and Sun Wukong, don't look at the prestige, it's actually just a chess piece of Buddhism."

"By the way, Victory Buddha, were you really suppressed by that Tathagata's palm?"

Sun Wukong: "..."

Master, have every disciple told me about the dark history of my old grandson!

At this moment, Sun Wukong regretted a little, should he not come to this world?

Is this f*ck coming for prestige, it is simply a black history disclosure conference!

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Inside the Guda Temple.

The battle is over.

If Yang Jian makes a move, there is no need for Lin Yichen to make another move, and it will be resolved in minutes.

After a while, all the monks were suppressed.

"Master, except for the monks who escaped, everything is here."

Yang Jian clasped his fists.

"Um."

Lin Yichen nodded, he didn't care about this, and looked at his fifth disciple Ming Jue with gentleness in his eyes.

"Yes, when I grow up, I remember that when I drove you out of the Great Wilderness, you only reached my waist. Now, you are almost as tall as me."

At this moment, Ming Jue's arrogant and domineering temperament is not there, only deep thoughts remain.

"Master......" Thousands of words, only these two words were condensed.

At this moment, Lin Yichen suddenly slapped Ming Jue's head hard.

"Didn't I tell you, don't provoke opponents you are not sure about, have you forgotten everything about being a teacher!"

Ming Jue looked aggrieved, "Didn't you tell me that Buddhist relics are very rare, and I wanted to get a collection, so I was going to come here to get one, but it was discovered... ..."

Lin Yichen was speechless for a long time after hearing this.

"Why are you so dead-headed, it's not just a stone, I just said it casually, you can just listen to it casually."

Ming Jue looked serious, "How can I do it? Master's words are heaven to me."

Lin Yichen was a little moved and a little helpless when he heard the words.

The fifth is still as dead-headed as always, no wonder he is always pitted.

"Forget it, who told you to be my disciple? If the teacher does not protect you, who else is there?"

Lin Yichen shook his head in his heart, then he looked at Ming Jue and said:

"We'll talk about this later. Now, your cultivation has reached the Nine Heavens of the Great Sage. What you couldn't give you back then should be officially given to you now."

"Sword come."

The last two words were spit out, and suddenly--

groan! groan!

The clanging sword sounded suddenly!

In the next moment, the terrifying and vast killing and bloody energy rushed straight to Xiaohan, penetrating hundreds of millions of feet of clouds!