The strongest devil fruit tree in Journey to the West

Chapter 116 Tight Hands! (one more)
"It's cool, you fucking broke through to Da Luo Jinxian, this fight is cool, I'm not happy." Yang Yu stared and said very unhappy.

"Hey, I don't know what happened to my old grandson, but he suddenly broke through the realm of the Da Luo Jinxian. Isn't this just practicing his hands?" Sun Wukong said with a voice transmission with a dry smile.

"..." Yang Yu's face was dark, and he was in a very unhappy mood. He has been playing together for so long, and he is just a practice...

"Yang Yu, Sun Wukong, you two come here, don't fight anymore." Before the conversation between Yang Yu and Monkey King was over, Guanyin Bodhisattva spoke and waved to them.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva." Sun Wukong hurried over and didn't talk to Yang Yu, it was too embarrassing.

"Guanyin..." Yang Yu walked up with a dark face, with a look of displeasure.

"The two of you are brothers, don't quarrel over some things. In the future, you need to complete the great cause of learning scriptures from the west together. You can't do it like this." Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Yang Yu and Sun Wukong's unhappy faces, and said earnestly. arrive.

"But, this..." Sun Wukong frowned, still acting.

"There's nothing wrong with it. All the mistakes are in the past. If you get along well in the future, you can have a better brotherhood." Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head and said.

"I understand, I will get along well with Yang Yu in the future, and escort Master to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures together." Monkey King nodded, with a "reluctance" expression on his face.

"Wukong, it's good to understand, it's good to understand." Tang Seng nodded repeatedly, with a smile on his face.

"Hmph." Yang Yu snorted coldly, without saying a word, just sat on the tiger spirit beside him, closed his eyes and rested.

"Yang Yu..." Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Yang Yu and frowned slightly.

"Needless to say about the Bodhisattva, I fought for the Buddhist scriptures myself, and I will naturally escort them well, so you don't have to worry." Yang Yu looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva and nodded.

"If that's the case, then the three of you will get along well. There is still a long way to go." Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Yang Yu and shook his head slightly.

"Disciple understands." Sun Wukong and Tang Seng bowed their heads and nodded, looking very respectful.

"Sister Guanyin, go away, I will take care of things here myself." Yang Yu transmitted the sound to Guanyin Bodhisattva, with a smile on his face.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the three of them, and after a long time, he sighed and left with a cloud.

"Dahua, let's go." Yang Yu patted Tiger Jing on the shoulder and urged.

"Don't call me Dahua!" Tiger Spirit was furious, his face darkened.

"Wukong, it's time for us to go, let's go." Tang Seng stepped forward, held Monkey King's hand and patted it with a concerned look.

"Thank you, master, for your concern. You can get on the horse first, and the disciple will lead the horse for you." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"That's good, that's good." Tang Seng was even happier after listening to Monkey King's words, and rode on the white horse very happily.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable..." Yang Yu walked not far ahead and saw all this in his eyes, with a smile on his face.

Along the way, Monkey King and Tang Seng chatted and laughed, and they greeted each other, but Yang Yu was excluded alone, like a passerby, and no one responded.

However, not only was Yang Yu not unhappy in this situation, but he was very satisfied.

Because Yang Yu and Sun Wukong's plan was like this, so that Sun Wukong's relationship with Tang Seng and all other gods became better, and then Yang Yu's relationship with everyone became worse, so that Sun Wukong completely broke into the inside.

Soon, the group of three came to a farmhouse in a mountain village, and the three of them were in a much better mood.

"Wuliang Tianzun, it's getting late today, why don't you stay here for one night." Yang Yu jumped off Dahua and said with a smile.

"Alright," Tang Seng didn't object, and nodded with a tired face.

"I'll go." Yang Yu said with a smile, knocked on the door directly, talked to the farmer a few times, was greeted by a smiling face, and went in.

Of course, this is mainly because Yang Yu is handsome enough.

After chatting with the farmer, the group fell asleep after drinking and eating. At [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, Yang Yu and Sun Wukong were woken up by a burst of drinking and fire.

"Bandits!" Sun Wukong shouted, his face extremely angry.

"Wuliang Tianzun, this bandit is the prey of the poor, you don't want to interfere with the monkey!" Yang Yu chased after him.He kicked Sun Wukong directly, interrupting his movement, and then he flew quickly and came to the group of robbers.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the wicked eat a brick from the poor." Yang Yu arrived in an instant, holding a brick in his hand, and directly called to a robber's head.

"Oh!"

The head exploded, like a balloon full of water exploding, blood splattered, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"It's just like the head." Yang Yu shouted, and the bricks in his hand were blasted out again and again, directly blasting and killing more than a dozen robbers.

"Amitabha..." Sun Wukong, who happened to be rushing out, met Tang Seng. Tang Seng, who had seen such a scene there, turned his head and closed his eyes, and kept saying Amitabha, very anxious.

"Heh..." Yang Yu smiled coldly, waved his hands to clean up all the corpses, glanced at Tang Seng, and curled his lips.

"Amitabha." Tang Seng's face was pale, with fear and anger in his eyes.

"Have a good night's sleep, and continue on your way tomorrow." Yang Yu said, walked to the bed leisurely, comforted the farmer's family, and then went to sleep.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the three of them continued to walk without speaking, until noon, when they stopped, sat by a small river, and began to rest.

"Wukong, you go out and find some wild fruits in the mountains to satisfy our hunger," Tang Seng said to Monkey King with an unsteady expression on his face.

"Okay." Sun Wukong nodded and left with a somersault.

"Amitabha, does Daoist Yang have a headdress?" Tang Seng said with a smile when he saw Monkey King leaving.

"Oh, Xiao Tang, do you have one?" Yang Yu smiled strangely.

"There are indeed several headgears in the poor monk's bag, which were bestowed by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Why don't you give one to Daoist Yang." Tang Seng opened the bag, took out one of the golden headbands, and said with a smile.

"It looks really good," Yang Yu laughed, took the tight hoop, looked at it in his hand, and nodded in satisfaction.

"The poor monk also thinks that such a gorgeous thing is worthy of Daoist Yang." Tang Seng said with a smile, looking forward to it.

"It's natural." Yang Yu smiled slightly, turned around and put the tight hoop away, then took out something and changed it into a tight hoop, lifted it up with a smile, and stayed on top of his head.

"Amitabha!" Tang Seng was pleasantly surprised, saying the dharma name in his mouth.

"Once the strap is in hand, I'm just waiting for some idiot to put it on." Yang Yu smiled and lay down, closing his eyes and resting leisurely.

(End of this chapter)