The strongest devil fruit tree in Journey to the West

Chapter 150 Five Villas Temple! (One more ticket)
"Understood." Zhu Bajie and Drifting nodded together, with different expressions on their faces.
"You are my buddhist people, you must avoid sex, lust, wealth, and killing indiscriminately, remember." Tang Seng said, then turned and walked towards the little white dragon, with a very ugly expression on his face.

"Hey..." Zhu Bajie smiled, and immediately became happy. He was still in a good mood without being reprimanded.

As for being tricked by a few bodhisattvas, he doesn't care anymore, anyway, he has nothing to lose now.

As for the Drifting Monk, his expression was always very bad, and he followed behind with a strange expression on his face. He felt that every step he took was strange, and the feeling of unhappiness in his heart became stronger.

"Mushroom picking... little girl, she walks staggeringly..." Yang Yu sat on Da Dahua's back, held Ao Xin's little hand and waved it there, singing a song.

However, Yang Yu's face was very strange, with a weird smile on his mouth, and he could feel that the Drifting Monk behind him was walking unsteadily and shaking a little.

The difficulty of the Four Saints trying their Zen mind was over, and the people didn't care too much, they left the forest and started on the road again.

After walking for a few months, everyone came to a high mountain again, which was the next place of suffering.

Tang Seng was very surprised when he saw the ancient trees on the mountain, the ancient pine cliffs, the winding paths, and the gurgling water. He quickly got off the little white dragon and walked towards the mountain.

From time to time, people came to the top of the mountain and saw that there was a courtyard here, and asked in surprise: "Wukong, there is a courtyard here, is it because the gods and Buddhas have changed again?"

"That's not the case. This place should be a Taoist temple of a mortal monk, a place of Taoism," Sun Wukong glanced at and shook his head.

"Oh?" Tang Seng was pleasantly surprised, and hurried forward, and saw a stone tablet standing in front of its main entrance, with five ancient Chinese characters engraved on it.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this place is a practice place for people of the same way." Yang Yu said with a slight smile.

"Master, why don't you come in and visit, make some good friends, and return from the westward journey in the future. This place is also a good place. By the way, stay overnight and let everyone have a rest." Drifting suggested.

"Yes, this idea is very good," Sun Wukong nodded with a smile, and then walked directly into the Taoist temple.

A group of people stepped in and came to the courtyard. Just after visiting, two Taoist boys stepped forward, quite anxious. Seeing Yang Yu and his group, they said: "Master, I am too far away to welcome you. Please come with us."

Tang Seng was pleasantly surprised when he heard the words, the two Taoist boys were so polite to him.

But there was no ambiguity, and they followed immediately. A group of people came to the main hall, took a seat each, and had a rest with tea.

"Your master must also be a member of the Daoist family. Why don't you enshrine the Three Qing Emperors and the Four Emperors, and set up a scroll with heaven and earth here?" Tang Seng looked at the picture scroll in the center of the hall and asked with a smile.

"Those people still can't bear the incense of the master." Qingfeng shook his head and said.

"Why?" Tang Seng asked with a frown.

Qingfeng raised his head and said proudly: "Sanqing is a friend of the family teacher, Sidi is an old friend of the family teacher, Jiu Yao is the junior of the family teacher, and Yuan Chen is the guest of the family teacher. No incense from the master."

"Hehe, the tone is not small." Sun Wukong looked at where Qingfeng was boasting proudly, and smiled coldly,
"This is the truth." Qingfeng looked at Monkey King and said with a frown.

"Okay, let's stop here." Tang Seng waved to Sun Wukong, then looked at Qingfeng Mingyue, and said, "Where is the master?"

"He was invited by the jade slips sent down by Yuanshi Tianzun to go to Shangqing Tian Miluo Palace to explain the Hunyuan Dao." Qingfeng said arrogantly.

"What qualifications does a mortal immortal have to be invited by Yuanshi Tianzun to lead Hunyuan Dao, are you kidding me?" Sun Wukong stared at Qingfeng and drank,

"Wukong!" Tang Seng stopped Sun Wukong.

"Guests, let's rest here for a while. Let's prepare vegetarian food for you first." Mingyue spoke for the first time, and said in a clear voice, then dragged her senior brother away.

"This Mingyue." Yang Yu looked at Mingyue pulling Qingfeng away, with a very embarrassed expression on his face, slightly surprised,
In his memory, both Qingfeng and Mingyue should be capable of swearing, but now it seems that only Qingfeng has this ability.

"Stinky Taoist priest, this is your Taoist. You are indeed a bull-nosed Taoist priest, and the cowhide is blowing the sky." Sun Wukong looked at Yang Yu and said with a smile,

"Maybe this guy has something special." Yang Yu shrugged and winked at Monkey King.

"Master, let's go out for a stroll first. This Taoist temple is also a place of immortals, so there must be a lot of beautiful scenery." Sun Wukong said with a smile, and heard Yang Yu's voice transmission.

"That's fine, let's go out for a stroll." Tang Seng nodded, and was about to leave under the leadership of Monkey King.

"You guys go, I'll stay here." Yang Yu smiled slightly and said in a neutral tone.

"Master, wait for me, old pig." Zhu Bajie felt uncomfortable when he saw Yang Yu staying behind, and caught up with Tang Seng and Monkey King.

"Wait for me too." Drifting also got up immediately and was about to leave. They couldn't get along with Yang Yu alone.

"Hey..." Yang Yu watched the four of them leave, and immediately laughed, four brilliance flew out of his hands, directly changing into Monkey King Zhu Bajie and Drifting Monk and his own appearance, and then transformed himself into Tang Monk, smiling Sitting on the main seat.

Soon, Qingfeng Mingyue came again, each holding a tray with a fruit on it, and walked up to Yang Yu.

Qingfeng opened his mouth and said: "Holy Monk, this is the entrustment left by our master when he left, to pick two ginseng fruits for the Holy Monk to eat." Mingyue said softly, her tone was very gentle.

"Then I would like to thank your master." Yang Yu smiled slightly, grabbed one with each hand, and ate the two fruits in three or four mouthfuls.

"..." Qingfeng Mingyue looked at Yang Yu's eating, feeling weird, and her face was very strange.

"Is there anything else you two do?" Yang Yu asked after clapping his hands and hiccupping.

"..." The corner of Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Yang Yu with a dark face.

"Amitabha, if you two have nothing to do, please go cook first, the poor monk is still hungry." Yang Yu said with a smile.

"..." Qingfeng's face was dark, and he glanced at Yang Yu who looked impatient, and left with a cold snort and waved his sleeves.

Mingyue looked at Yang Yu's changed Tang Seng with a strange expression on her face, her beautiful eyes flickering continuously, and after watching for a long time, she was dragged away by Qingfeng.

(End of this chapter)