The strongest devil fruit tree in Journey to the West

Chapter 117 The little white dragon is here! (two more)
"Little Tang, your baby is not bad. After I wear it, I become even more handsome." Yang Yu nodded to Tang Seng with a smile.

"You're welcome. Daoist Yang escorted me all the way to the west. This is what I should do." Looking at Yang Yu, Tang Seng had a strong smile on his face.

"Master, my old grandson is back." At this moment, Sun Wukong had already returned to Tang Seng's side on somersaulting cloud, holding a wild fruit in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Wukong, sit down and eat, don't be restrained." Tang Seng patted Monkey King on the shoulder with great concern, and said with a smile.

"Okay." Sun Wukong nodded, sat down directly, and started eating with a smile.

"Wukong, let's go on like this, the plan has been mostly successful." Yang Yu lay on Dahua's body, closed his eyes and transmitted voice to Monkey King.

"Understood, I will pay attention to it in the future." Sun Wukong nodded with a smile on his face.

"This time you have broken through Da Luo Jinxian, and those people probably won't be very happy. Now that your relationship with me has become very bad, it can also make them feel at ease. In addition, you are also close to Buddhism now, and they will treat you even more Don't worry, half of the plan has been completed, practice hard and prepare for the future," Yang Yu said in a serious tone.

This time Sun Wukong's breakthrough made Yang Yu unexpected, tearing up the Buddhist scriptures released so much mana, so that Sun Wukong, who had never made an inch of progress, directly broke through.

Of course, who would have thought that all of Sun Wukong's 500 years of practice had been absorbed into that Buddhist post.

So, this time, Yang Yu really wanted to thank Tang Seng for helping him a lot.

"Master, where did the thing on this guy's head come from? Do you have any more? Give me one." Sun Wukong finished his conversation with Yang Yu, looking at the tight band on Yang Yu's head, his eyes brightened.

"No, there are only a few copies of this item for the time being. I haven't prepared one for you as a teacher. I will make one for you when I get a chance in the future." Tang Seng's face froze, and he shook his head quickly and said.

"That's it, let's do it next time." Sun Wukong took a look, and he really liked the tight hoop.

"Understood, I will definitely make one for you as a teacher in the future." Tang Seng nodded, his face a little ugly.

He knows the usefulness of tight bands, and now he has a very good relationship with Sun Wukong, he will not give Sun Wukong a tight band.

"Wuliang Tianzun..." Yang Yu sat aside, listening to Tang Seng's words, his heart felt more at ease.

Tang Seng now almost completely trusts Sun Wukong, and has a real feeling for Sun Wukong as if he were an apprentice.

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After resting for a long time, the three of Yang Yu went on the road again. Just like before, Yang Yu sat alone on the big flower and practiced leisurely with his eyes closed.

Monkey King led the white horse, talked and laughed with Tang Seng, and told Tang Seng about various things, making him always amazed, and his feelings for Monkey King became better and better.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the three of them were not very interested in walking all the way, because the weather was so cold after all.

One day, the three of them walked to a high mountain, looked at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly heard the sound of rushing water, which surprised Tang Seng.

In the weather at this time, almost the surface of the water was frozen, even if a person could stand on it, there would be no problem, but Tang Seng was naturally surprised that he could hear the sound of running water now.

"Wukong, it's the twelfth lunar month of winter, why is there still the sound of water flowing here?" Tang Seng asked Monkey King beside him in amazement.

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and said, "I remember that this place is called Snake Panshan Yingchou Stream. It must be the sound of water in that stream."

"Go and see?" Yang Yu smiled slightly, and rode a big flower to Yingchoujian, with a smile on his face.

"Naturally, I have to see it, such a spectacle is not to be missed." Tang Seng nodded, and under the leadership of Monkey King, he walked to the side of the river, and watched it in shock.

This place is called a river, rather it is a waterfall. A silver horse falls from a very tall mountain, falls into the lake, and goes downstream. One day, like a fairyland, countless fairy spirits are ethereal.

"It's a beautiful scenery." Tang Seng was amazed. He is from the Central Plains, and he has never seen such a spectacle of a horse hanging upside down.

"Roar!" But at this moment, a dragon roar sounded, and a gleaming white dragon rushed out of the river, directly towards the white horse and Tang Seng.

"Not good." Sun Wukong's face changed, he directly lifted the burden and Tang Seng, stepped on somersault clouds and flew back.

"Dahua, retreat first." Yang Yu smiled slightly, and patted Tiger Jing on the shoulder.

"Don't call me Dahua, I have a name, General Yin!" Tiger Jing's face was extremely dark, and he had been enduring Yang Yu's address.

"Wuliang Tianzun, the three-character name is too long, and the two-character name is easy to pronounce." Yang Yu waved his hand and did not accept Tiger Spirit's suggestion.

Soon, Sun Wukong stopped with Tang Seng, his face was a little ugly,

"Wukong, what's the matter?" Tang Seng asked.

"The white horse was not fast enough to catch up." Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

"That white dragon is so vicious that it has already swallowed the white horse in one gulp." Yang Yu followed up and shook his head.

"What? The white horse is a thing to learn from scriptures and travel, poor monk..." Tang Seng's face suddenly turned ugly, he couldn't make it all the way to Lingshan.

"Master, don't worry, let's go over and see what evil Yi Bailong is, and let my old grandson teach him a lesson and let him return the white horse." Sun Wukong said with a smile,

"Then go, hurry up." Tang Seng nodded repeatedly,
"Wuliang Tianzun, let's do it poorly." Yang Yu rode a big flower and walked towards the Yingshoujian with a smile.

"Smelly Taoist priest, my old grandson didn't bother with you last time, do you want to snatch this guy from my old grandson?" Staring at Yang Yu, Sun Wukong looked very unhappy.

"Pindao said that I will make a move, and I will make a move. What do you think?" Yang Yu curled his lips with disdain.

"I think you are looking for a fight!" Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel, stared at Yang Yu,

"Then try again!" Yang Yu took out the halberd and pointed at Monkey King.

"Disciple, don't make any noise, the most important thing is to subdue that white dragon first, otherwise the white horse will be digested in the past one hour or three quarters." Tang Seng quickly stopped.

Although he would be happy to see Yang Yu and Sun Wukong quarreling, but now it is a matter of whether his itinerary is to walk or ride a horse, and he can't mess around.

"My old grandson will take action, don't meddle with the stinky Taoists." Sun Wukong yelled, and came directly to Yingshoujian. The golden cudgel suddenly became longer and thicker, and under the swing of Monkey King, it kept stirring the lake water. Make it roll over.

A huge vortex began to appear, the lake was constantly shaking, and there were turbulent currents everywhere, which directly alarmed the white dragon and another little guy in the lake.

(End of this chapter)