The moment he took over "Seventy-Two Changes", there was a voice echoing in Sun Wu's mind, as if saying that this was destined.

Everything is destined.

The gears of fate begin to rotate.

Get on the path that originally belonged to you.

There was a silence of sounds kept ringing.

Sun Wu closed his eyes, and after a moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong and opened it suddenly.

I saw a white-haired boy standing aside, his mouth slightly moving, and those words were spoken from his mouth.

"It's you! You're sick!" Sun Wu jumped backwards suddenly, and was so shocked that Bai Gujing inside the sedan chair behind him screamed.

"Madam." Sun Wu immediately put down the sedan chair and put it down, "Is it okay."

"Husband"

Watch this dog couple show their love in public.

Tang Luo and others showed their expressions of a worldly style that was declining and people's hearts were not as old as ever.

People refer to Tang Luo, Ao Yu and Tang Seng.

Zhu Bajie was still sleeping in Gaolaozhuang, and Sha Wujing was "Pulu Pulu" on the water ball above his head, and he was focused on his mind. He did not be happy with things or sad with himself. He had reached the state of a saint.

Gao Cuilan didn't care at all, she could do it even if she showed her love.

"Why are you again?" After comforting Bai Gujing, Sun Wu looked at Tang Luo.

"Wukong, we master and disciple are destined to be together." Tang Luo said with a smile.

"I am not Wukong, nor am I your disciple." Sun Wu emphasized.

"Oh." Tang Luo sighed, "You are a dog licking like this, and now you don't even have a house. Don't you wake up yet?"

Sun Wu was stunned for a moment before understanding what Tang Luo meant.

"Also, the talisman you used to save people is my thing, look." Tang Luo casually took out a few drawn blood talismans to treat.

Sun Wu looked at Tang Monk in surprise.

Tang Monk nodded: "I haven't said it long ago that the talisman to treat your wife was given to the emperor."

"But that's a talisman!" Sun Wu said.

You claim to be a Buddhist disciple, what does it mean to create a Taoist priest’s talisman?

"How can we ordinary people guess the power of the great immortals?" Tang Seng said that this is a basic operation.

How can ordinary people understand the methods of gods and immortals?

"..." Sun Wu looked at the "Seventy-Two Changes" in his hand, "Is this yours?"

Tang Luo shook his head: "No, Wukong, this is what originally belongs to you."

"Don't impose any fate on me!" Sun Wu stared at her eyes.

"No imposition." Tang Luo smiled, "Look, I have been moving with emotion and reasoning, and even your former companions have helped you collect it. If you want to impose it, then this golden hoop is already worn on your head."

As he said that, Tang Luo took out the golden hoop and swayed it for a while to prove his words.

"... Then do I still want to thank you?" Sun Wu sneered.

"Kowtow in the future." Tang Luo smiled.

As soon as Sun Wu threw away the "Seventy-Two Changes", he carried the sedan chair again, and was about to leave.

In fact, he himself was not opposed to Tang Luo, and he didn't even know why, but he still thought that this person was trustworthy.

But Bai Gujing said that Tang Luo was a demon and he had to consider his wife.

At the same time, Sun Wu also rejected this state of being merciless in his heart.

So he walked very straightforwardly.

The world is so big, can he really find another way to save his wife?

He Sun Wu doesn't believe it!

"Donor Sun..." Tang Seng wanted to stop Sun Wu.

Sun Wu said, "Monk, I respect you as a monk, don't force me to do it."

"Fight, fight." Tang Luo applauded from the side.

Ao Yu was speechless, is this the great demon?

The strange, mysterious and powerful image that was generated at the beginning in my mind was gradually collapsed.

Tang Monk glanced at Tang Luo helplessly.

Please take over the supernatural powers. It is not easy for me to convince Sun Wu to go to the West to obtain scriptures together.

If you don’t help, why are you still making trouble?

Sun Wu also glared at Tang Luo. If he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have taken action.

"Zhishen, beat him." Tang Luo said.

"Zhishen?" Tang Monk was stunned, "Honor, the little monk's Dharma name is Xuanzang..."

"No, your Dharma name is Zhishen."

"I'm not."

"No, you are."

"…Honor." Tang Seng wanted to cry without tears, there must be something wrong.

How could the Buddhist Venerable be like this? The Buddha who was shocking at that time?

"Amitabha, I am the Battle of the Buddha. Why don't you accept the Dharma name?" Tang Luo instantly rose to the sky, his eyes full of mysterious gold.

The golden translucent body appears and stands tall, exuding endless divine power.

Tang Monk immediately kowtowed: "I am a monk, wise man."

"That's right, Zhishen, beat him." Tang Luo returned to the ground and pointed at Sun Wu and said.

"Honor, why is this?" Tang Seng asked.

"Of course, let this child experience the beating of society, otherwise how can he make progress?" Tang Luo was confident.

"But I can't beat it." Tang Seng beeped in a low voice.

He had a conversation with Sun Wu. Tang Seng was born with divine power and could pull down the weeping willows, but Sun Wu was very skilled in martial arts.

He is not Sun Wu's opponent yet.

"It's okay, if you lose, there are still people here." Tang Luo pointed at Ao Yu.

As for Sha Wujing, let him continue to spit bubbles. It’s good to be carefree.

"..." Tang Seng felt it was too difficult, he was really too difficult.

Sun Wu also felt that life was so difficult.

Angry, he put down his sedan chair and rushed towards Tang Luo without saying a word.

Even if Tang Luo showed his god-Buddha posture, he could not make him feel awe.

I, Sun Wu, have nothing to fear!

"Pu"

The fearless Sun Wu was photographed on the ground.

Tang Luo casually drew talismans and put them on Tang Monk: "Okay, you have been strengthened, come on."

"...Master Sun, offended." Tang Seng clasped his fists at Sun Wu, "Drink!"

He roared, and his robes were almost worn into tights.

"These two." Ao Yu paused, looked at Tang Luo and asked, "Are you really sure it's Sun Wukong and Monk Xuanzang?"

"Absolutely." Tang Luo said, "What's wrong? It's different from what you knew before?"

Ao Yu nodded.

What kind of "person" is Sun Wukong she knew? A powerful and irritable demon monkey was handsome and tall.

Where is Master Xuanzang?

A ascetic monk who is full of wind and frost, doesn't talk much, is serious, stubborn, and pedantic, but even Ao Yu has to admit that only such ordinary people can go to the West to obtain the true scriptures.

The two in front of you are not similar.

"It doesn't matter, people will grow." Tang Luo said.

Ao Yu looked at the two people who fought hard. Is this considered growth?

Well, at least the current Tang Monk Kong Wu is powerful and can beat five or six of himself from the past.
To be continued...