A rope is put on Jinchanzi's hand.

Sun Wukong walked in front of him with a rope: "Elder, I'm sorry for you, don't you mind?"

"No." Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and said, "I haven't come down to the realm for a long time, and I'm really not familiar with the paths in the mortal world."

Zhenyuan Daxian shook his head aside. It would be fine if you get lost, but you will suddenly disappear.

"My brother."

He took the initiative to say to Sun Wukong: "Let me guide the way for Elder Jinchan."

Zhenyuan Daxian took the rope from Sun Wukong's hand. He led the cow and the horse, but this was the first time he held the monk.

It feels quite fresh.

"Elder." Sun Wukong then asked Jin Chanzi: "Are you the incarnation of Dharma images?"

Jin Chanzi was stunned and nodded: "Yes."

Sun Wukong and Zhenyuan Daxian looked at each other and understood that the reason for the sudden disappearance of the Golden Cicadazi might be in the spiritual net of Huaguo Mountain.

"The spiritual net has had an impact on his Dharma incarnation."

"This Golden Cicada Elder seems to be not good at using mana."

The two of them secretly chanted a few words and then found out the reason.

The spirit net changed the spiritual field of Huaguo Mountain. Jin Chanzi transformed into a Dharma image and descended to Huaguo Mountain. He was influenced by the spirit net and could not control his magic power. After getting lost, he could step far away with one foot.

But this impact is not difficult to eliminate.

"Elder."

Sun Wukong turned around and was stunned again, and the golden cicada disappeared again.

"Great Immortal." Sun Wukong asked Zhenyuan Daxian: "Where has he been?"

“In the sky”

Zhenyuan Daxian said with a rope. Sun Wukong looked up and saw a golden cicada flying in the sky.

"Monkey King, save me, I can't control my incarnation."

Jin Chanzi said loudly.

Sun Wukong patted his forehead and suddenly saw Zhen Yuan Daxian running two steps with the rope.

"Great Immortal."

He quickly grabbed him: "Don't fly kites here!"

Zhenyuan Daxian laughed twice: "I can't help myself."

Sun Wukong recited a spell, and the rope that tied Jin Chanzi quickly shortened, pulling him back to the ground.

"Brother." Zhenyuan Daxian looked at the rope in surprise: "Your hair is getting more and more magical."

Sun Wukong ignored him and asked Jin Chanzi: "Elder, why are you so unaware of using your magic power?"

Jin Chanzi chanted Amitabha: "I am in the West, chanting scriptures every day, and my magic power is increasing day by day, but I have never used it."

Sun Wukong was speechless. This Jin Chanzi looked like a nerd who was accustomed to being raised.

He used a binding spell, and a little bit on Jin Chanzi, bound his incarnation power.

"Okay." Sun Wukong said: "The elder will not get lost in the future."

Elder Jinchan looked at Sun Wukong with surprise. This Monkey King's magical powers were so powerful!

Sun Wukong held a banquet in Huaguo Mountain and hosted this Buddhist disciple.

During the banquet, the three of them talked about the topic of land.

"I had thought of using the spirit gathering array to make the land rich."

Sun Wukong sighed: "It's a pity that the magic array needs to be used by immortal bodies, so it's extremely difficult to promote it."

Zhenyuan Daxian snorted coldly: "If the magic circle can be promoted, wouldn't everyone use it to practice?"

"This is true."

Jin Chanzi nodded and said, "I am willing to give my help. I don't know what the Monkey King needs my help."

"Just call me Goku."

Sun Wukong said: "I want to ask the elder to teach me the method of making nectar water."

He can't make fertilizer, but the nectar water of Jinchanzi is far more useful than fertilizer.

"My nectar water is collected from the essence of plants and trees, and a drop will take a hundred years."

Jin Chanzi shook his head and said, "It is absolutely impossible to use it as fertilizer."

Sun Wukong smiled: "I only need one ten thousandth of it."

As long as he makes fertilizer that has the effect of one ten thousand nectar water, it is impossible to be worse than chemical fertilizers. Moreover, this fertilizer can be used by ordinary people and is very easy to promote.

Jin Chanzi thought about it carefully.

"It's not impossible to teach you."

He said: "It's just that I'm going to spend some days in Huaguo Mountain."

"sure."

Sun Wukong was overjoyed.

He and Zhenyuan Daxian also studied fertilizers similar to nectar water, but the technology was insufficient. If Buddhist technology was added, it would be just around the corner to make fertilizer.

This Jin Chanzi is not a bad person, it is much better than the crying Tang Monk.

Sun Wukong was happy and chatted with Jin Chanzi for a whole day.

After the banquet, he pulled the two of them to the top of the mountain to enjoy the moon and discuss the Tao.

"This Monkey King is indeed a wonderful person."

Jin Chanzi's favor for Sun Wukong has increased greatly.

Zhen Yuanzi was quite unhappy in his heart.

Although this elder Jinchan is the second disciple of the Buddha, he is weak in nature and cannot even control the incarnation of Dharma images, which is a natural difference from Sun Wukong.

"My brother and I are both sons of heaven and earth. How can we sit with him and talk about scriptures and teachings?"

Zhenyuan Daxian thought, feeling that Jin Chanzi lowered their standards.

Sun Wukong was born and raised in the earth. His magic power was unfathomable and he was very independent. He was a demon immortal who could control his destiny and subvert common sense, which was in line with Zhen Yuanzi's taste.

In comparison, this Golden Cicada Elder is like a lady from a family, not useful.

"How can I let my brother be snatched away by him!"

Zhen Yuan Daxian thought to himself, took out a peach from his cuff and said, "My brother, I brought you a peach."

Fortunately, he took a few more peaches.

Elder Jinchan looked at this scene and his thoughts changed sharply.

The ancestor of the earth immortals is arrogant and he is afraid that he can't afford to look down on him, so there is no need for him to make up for the bad luck.

On the other hand, this Monkey King has no airs, is kind and has a connection with Buddhism. He feels very friendly and cannot let Zhen Yuanzi fool him.

"Monkey King."

Jin Chanzi took out the tea set, brewed the tea with his own hands, and said, "Please be sure to taste the flower tea I made."

The three great immortals sat together, talking about scriptures and teachings on their mouths, but their hearts were each in mind.

The only one who has less thoughts is perhaps Sun Wukong.

Ao Luan also hid far behind a tree, looking at him gritting his teeth.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you can't lose!"

She clenched her fists and cheered for Zhen Yuanzi for the first time.

Although this old Taoist is hateful, it is much better than that of the Buddha's disciple.

However, after watching for a long time, Ao Luan discovered a strange place.

Why do those monks and Taos seem to be happy with her brother?

Ao Luan watched it for a long time and finally felt completely relieved.

"It seems that my brother is still very good..."

Ao Luan turned around and left.

The bald donkey took the initiative to show his good deeds to his brother, but before he knew it, he was already at a disadvantage. If he wanted to save his brother, he would probably not have a dream.

But Ao Luan felt a little disappointed - if she was more powerful, she might be able to talk to her brother about scriptures and Taoisms.

Sun Wukong has complete merits and can attract him all the true immortals who have attained enlightenment and their knowledge. Ao Luan is still a little short of it after all.

"well……"

The dragon girl sighed.

She is going to step up her practice.
Chapter completed!