Journey to the West: Awakening the memory of the first nine generations at the beginning

Chapter 114
After Styx saw the sword energy, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Small tricks, my ancestor said that my ancestor was born in this sea of ​​blood. No one knows this sea of ​​blood better than this ancestor. Also, you are not a saint after all! Let the ancestor break you Sword Qi!"

Patriarch Minghe smiled at Taoist Qingping, and with a wave of his hand, the sword energy dissipated.

"Do you really think that the sword energy of the poor Taoist is so easy to get rid of?" Taoist Qingping shook his head.

Sure enough, after a while, the sea of ​​blood began to churn again, and the old ancestor Minghe repeated his old tricks. After a while, another large piece of sword energy appeared on the sea of ​​blood.

This time Patriarch Styx frowned, and then he waved his hand again to dispel the sword energy.

After dispelling the sword qi, Patriarch Minghe didn't stop, but continued to search. After a while, another piece of sword qi appeared above the sea of ​​blood, and was dispelled by him again.

After dispersing this time, Patriarch Minghe stopped and looked at Taoist Qingping with a look of disdain.

"You really think there are no more?" Taoist Qingping showed a strange smile.

As soon as the words fell, the sea of ​​blood churned again, and Patriarch Styx frowned at this moment.

He cast the spell again, and after a while, a large piece of sword energy appeared on the blood sea, and the ancestor Minghe dispersed them again.

But this time he frowned even deeper.

"Have you found it?" Taoist Qingping looked at Patriarch Minghe with a confident smile on his lips.

When Patriarch Styx was dispelling the sword energy just now, he actually felt that a trace of sea water in the sea of ​​blood disappeared strangely, yes, it just disappeared out of thin air.

Patriarch Minghe raised his head and glanced at Taoist Qingping, it was definitely his handwriting.

In order to verify, Patriarch Styx dispelled the weird sword energy a few more times, and sure enough, the sea of ​​blood disappeared again.

After confirming, Patriarch Styx looked up at Taoist Qingping with an ugly face.

"Hey, why don't you continue! Continue!" Taoist Qingping said with a smile.

"Good trick! It really opened the eyes of my patriarch!" Minghe patriarch said to Taoist Qingping with a gloomy face.

"What's the matter with the good corpse? Although Poverty Dao is only the good corpse of the deity, you still can't solve it with the deity's means?" Taoist Qingping curled his lips and said to Styx with a look of disdain.

After hearing Taoist Qingping's words, Ming He felt as if he had eaten a lump of poop, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What method did you use?" Styx asked.

"The way of the sword! The way of the saint's sword!" Taoist Qingping looked at Patriarch Minghe proudly.

"My patriarch is convinced! Please accept this sword energy!" There was no other way, and in the end Patriarch Styx could only compromise, because he really couldn't find a way to deal with the sword energy in the sea of ​​blood.

"Styx! Do you think this is possible? Pindao said, Pindao is here to bear karma, you only have two choices, either send the head of the red boy, or Pindao just leave, you handle these swords yourself Qi." Taoist Qingping said to Ming He.

"Don't bully people too much!" Minghe gritted his teeth and said to Taoist Qingping.

"Too much deceit? Where do you start? The poor Taoist just came here to reap karma!" Taoist Qingping said very plainly, but there was an inexplicable domineering air!

"You!" Patriarch Minghe pointed at Taoist Qingping, speechless for a long time.

"Don't think that if you win Laojun, you will think that saints and good corpses are easy to bully! Poor Taoists are different from them!" Taoist Qingping said coldly to Minghe.

"Old Ancestor!" At this time, Princess Iron Fan came out with an ugly expression.

"Why don't you just hand over the red boy! It's impossible for me to suffer innocent disasters for him!" Princess Iron Fan almost cried.

"Master! Why don't we forget about it!" The Bull Demon King suddenly couldn't bear it when he saw Princess Iron Fan like this!
"You!" Taoist Qingping pointed at the Bull Demon King, and finally sighed helplessly.

"That's all! That's all! This is not a matter of poor Taoists!" Taoist Qingping sighed, then waved his hand, white lights floated out of the sea of ​​blood, and finally sank into Taoist Qingping's palm.

"Let's go!" After Taoist Qingping said something, he took a step forward.

"Old cow! Thank you! Thank you!" Princess Iron Fan hurriedly said to the Bull Demon King.

"No need!" Bull Demon King shook his head, and then he looked at the woman who once made him fascinated and submissive, but now she is so strange.

"From now on, you and I will make a clean break. You and I have never been husband and wife. Now the name of husband and wife is broken!"

After the Bull Demon King finished speaking, there was a muffled thunder in the sky. The Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan should be regarded as the first pair of divorced monks in the prehistoric era, and Heaven gave a reply.

Hearing the muffled thunder in the sky, Princess Iron Fan staggered back a few steps, then nodded slowly.

After getting the reply from Princess Iron Fan, the Bull Demon King left without looking back.

Looking at the back of the Bull Demon King, Princess Iron Fan felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to cry loudly, but she finally held back and returned to the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing Princess Iron Fan like this, Patriarch Styx felt uncomfortable, but he had no choice. The strength shown by Taoist Qingping was not something he could compete with.

In other words, even if he could contend, the Shura clan in his sea of ​​blood couldn't.

After returning to Jilei Mountain, Taoist Qingping explained a few words to the Bull Demon King and left.

"Old Niu, what were you thinking at the time?" Tang Seng asked the Bull Demon King after Taoist Qingping left.

"Oh! It's all over! I want to live a good life now, old cow!" Said the Bull Demon King to Tang Seng.

"Okay! Okay! But as you are, you should be able to live a good life, but don't be calculated by others."

"Don't worry!" The Bull Demon King felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay! Now that this matter is over, we should go too!" Tang Seng stood up and said to the Bull Demon King.

"Holy monk, are you in such a hurry? Why don't you stay for two more days!" Yumian suddenly walked in from the outside.

"No, I've already wasted a lot of time. When I have a chance, I will definitely bother you again!" Tang Seng cupped his hands at Yumian.

"Brother! My old grandson is leaving! My old grandson's Huaguoshan, please take care of my elder brother!" Sun Wukong waved to the Bull Demon King.

"Wukong, don't worry! Leave it to the elder brother!" Bull Demon King said, patting his chest.

"Master, this matter is over!" On the way, Zhu Bajie came over.

"It should be, it should be fine with us! I just don't know if they will have other affairs in private, such as Laojun and Patriarch Minghe!" Tang Seng said with a smile.

"That's good! That's good! As long as it has nothing to do with us, master! You don't know! Ever since I started on the road with you, old pig, I've been worried. I can't eat or sleep well. Look, I've lost a lot of weight, old pig!" After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he turned around in front of Tang Seng.

Tang Seng's head was full of black lines. He glanced at Zhu Bajie's "October pregnant" belly, and it didn't look like he had lost weight.

(End of this chapter)