Journey to the West: You destroyed my Taoist temple, but you still want to go west to get scriptures
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At this moment,

In the bamboo house, Ye Yun was lecturing Xuanzang and his disciples.

To be precise,

It was Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Monk Sand, the three brothers!

As for Xuanzang and the little white dragon, he had long thrown them aside and left them to fend for themselves.

However,

What was slightly awkward was that due to the existence of the Heavenly Network, even if they were allowed freedom, they would not be able to escape.

In the distance,

Nezha hugged the television and glanced over from time to time. He was secretly pleased.

After all,

He and that monkey had some grudges to begin with. Five hundred years ago, they had a real fight, and it was a draw!

And now…

The monkey lowered its head and looked like it had nothing to live for!

It was really…

Nezha almost laughed to death in his heart!

However,

Due to the prestige of the 'senior', Nezha was overjoyed, but he still refined the Chaos Soil meticulously. He did not dare to slack off at all!

"Alright, do you know how to refine it?”

Ye Yun looked at the three people in front of him, rubbed his temples helplessly, and sighed.

He said,

He had already taught these three brothers at least ten times how to refine the Chaos Soil.

In fact,

He didn't hesitate to personally demonstrate it to them.

However…

These three brothers were really…too stupid!

To be precise,

It was Sun Wukong and Friar Sand. Zhu Bajie, on the other hand, was no longer as lazy and slippery as before. He listened attentively and quickly grasped the trick.

It was just that his speed was extremely slow!

However, he had to admit,

That Sun Wukong was usually boisterous and arrogant, but in fact…he could not control his spiritual power at all.

As a result, some Chaos Soil was wasted.

Fortunately,

This soil was a spirit treasure. Even if it was damaged, it would recover very quickly.

But…

He couldn't withstand such torment!

As for Monk Sand?

His cultivation base of a Primordial Immortal was probably the result of the accumulation of pills and peaches of immortality. The difference between him and an actual Primordial Immortal was too great.

Ye Yun estimated,

It was probably because Heavenly Court wanted to make up for the numbers, but they could not just casually send a Mystic Immortal or Golden Immortal to deal with him, so they directly 'fed' him.

Therefore,

In terms of spiritual power control, this Monk Sand was not even as good as Sun Wukong!

Ye Yun had a headache!

It wasn't easy to catch three laborers, but none of them were useful!

It was really…

It made him feel helpless!

"Forget it! You guys can move around freely first…"

Looking at the three brothers scratching their ears and cheeks with the primal chaos soil, Ye Yun could only sigh and let them comprehend it themselves.

As for himself,

He planned to go out and take a breather first. Otherwise…he would be angered to death by these three brothers sooner or later!

Dang!

Thinking of this, Ye Yunlue waved his hand, and the Inescapable Net Formation slowly opened. Then, he walked out.

……

However,

As Ye Yun left, Nezha looked around and walked over with a smile on his face while holding the television.

He was prepared.

He greeted these people.

No matter what, they were brothers in distress?!

"Nezha?"

Sun Wukong and the others were slightly stunned and surprised when they saw the person.

This guy was here too?

In fact,

Before this, they had also noticed the figure who was busy in the corner.

However…

It was impossible to associate the arrogant Third Prince Nezha with the wretched guy holding the black box in front of him.

"What's wrong? He felt that refining the soil was a little overkill. Unconvinced?”

Looking at Sun Wukong, who was looking at the chaotic soil and was not pleasing to the eye, Nezha said with a smile on his face.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong snorted coldly and turned his head away in a fit of pique.

It was obvious.

Facing Nezha, an 'old friend', he really did not want him to see him in a sorry state!

"Hehe, you monkey, you really don't know what's good for you!”

Seeing this, Nezha shook his head, shook the black box in his hand, and sighed helplessly.

"Originally, I wanted to show you something good, but now it seems…forget it!”

As he spoke,

Hugging his black box, she squatted at the side and continued to work.

This...

This piqued Zhu Bajie's curiosity, and he couldn't help but lick his pig face as he leaned over.

After all,

He was familiar with Nezha. When he was Marshal Canopy, he had dealt with this guy many times.

Furthermore,

This time, Nezha seemed to have been captured by the Taoist. Why did he look so happy?

These,

It made Zhu Bajie feel that there must be something wrong with the situation!

Therefore,

He leaned over resolutely!

But…

He was attracted by it with just a glance.

Because…

He realized that this black box actually…had something similar to a projection inside it.

Furthermore,

In the lower right corner, there was a line of small, crooked words.

"Bright spring light…Zhu Bajie?"

Zhu Bajie carefully read the words and finally understood what they meant. He was stunned at first, then he couldn't help but laugh.

"In this world, there's actually something that tells me, Old Pig?”

As he spoke,

He sat down beside Nezha and started reading.

By the way,

He waved his hand behind him and called Xuanzang and the others.

"Master, Brother Monkey, Junior Brother Sand, come and see this good stuff!”

"Humph!"

Facing Zhu Bajie's greeting, Sun Wukong snorted in disdain and pretended not to hear it.

However,

As for Xuanzang and the little white dragon, they were not in the mood to deal with Zhu Bajie. They were busy looking for a way out.

As for Monk Sand,

He was still bitterly learning how to refine bricks.

“……”

Zhu Bajie touched his nose helplessly and sighed.

"Forget it! I, Old Pig, look for myself…"

……

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