Time Travel Begins with Dragon Ball

At this moment, a palace maid with delicate facial features lowered her head and came to the gate of the yard, and said respectfully, "Your Highness Princess, Madam Consort, everything is ready and ready to go."

Princess Red Lotus has already followed Sun Wukong, and it is natural to call him a concubine.

"Are you ready?" Red Lotus immediately said to Sun Wukong, "Then Wukong, let's go back. This time we will go back in a carriage. Take me to the carriage."

Sun Wukong chuckled: "So many people are watching, aren't you ashamed?"

Red Lotus immediately said arrogantly: "Hmph~ If anyone dares to peek, this princess will gouge out her eyes!"

Of course, these are just ruthless words that Honglian said. Now she has not yet turned black, so naturally she is not so cruel, she is still a kind girl, but as a princess, her mouth is a bit stubborn.

"It's all up to you." The beauty is in his arms, and Sun Wukong is naturally willing. If he doesn't agree with his coquettish behavior, he should be alone.

Looking at the back of Sun Wukong holding the red lotus out of the palace, Concubine Yan, who was following behind, actually felt a sense of envy, and a little bit of jealousy. Just now, he was so affectionate to her.

"Jealous?" Concubine Yan was stunned for a moment when she noticed the change in her emotions, then shook her head and shook off the inexplicable thoughts in her mind...

Just returned to Zilan Xuan, Sun Wukong welcomed Xiaomeng, and Mei Sanniang, who had been inseparable with Xiaomeng after accepting Sun Wukong's orders.

"Master, look, my [Snow Queen Chu Qing] has improved again." At this time, Xiao Meng was like a little girl seeking praise from her parents, holding the sword Qiu Li behind her with one hand, pointing at the glimmering light. Flickering, he quickly wrote "Xiaoyaoyou" in the air in front of him. Every font contained a little bit of sword intent, which made people feel the horror of being held in the throat by countless swords.

When Sun Wukong saw it, he nodded with satisfaction: "This little girl is really talented. After a few words of guidance from me, she has already stepped into the threshold of sword intent..."

Chapter [-] The Gears of History

When Concubine Yan saw it, she was also full of amazement: "As expected of his disciple, he has such cultivation at a young age."

Just the next moment, seeing Xiaomeng controlling the font and attacking Sun Wukong like a rain of swords, Concubine Yan was surprised again: "This is the Taoist [Xuehou Chuqing]? It's very different from what I know, but its power Stronger, more subtle..."

After being surprised, she was even more shocked by the strength of Sun Wukong.

I saw that Sun Wukong was still in the face of such a fierce sword rain, and he only took it with one hand to defeat it, just like in a rainstorm, it was like a downpour that fell wantonly. It was unbelievable.

Sun Wukong touched Xiaomeng's head and said with appreciation: "Not bad, the subtlety of the moves has been mastered almost, but the internal strength is somewhat insufficient, which has led to a decline in power. The next shock is open, in the future, you should let go of the moves first, and focus on cultivating your inner strength."

Xiaomeng squinted and enjoyed Sun Wukong's head slaying, listening to Sun Wukong's praise, with a happy face: "Okay, Master."

Zi Nu twisted her waist and walked from behind: "Wukong, your apprentice is really amazing. Now I'm almost no match for me."

Sun Wukong laughed and replied, of course he knew that Zi Nu was just self-deprecating and boasting of Xiaomeng in disguise. After all, they all practiced the mental method taught by Sun Wukong, and also got the teaching of Sun Wukong and learned Yujian. The technique, the strength is far from the current Xiaomeng comparable.

"Let's go, in order to celebrate the red lotus also moved in, have a banquet tonight, be happy."

"A banquet? That's really exciting." Hu Meiren heard the words, her eyes lit up, she had been coveting Sun Wukong's endless delicacies for a long time.

When Nai hé píng, Sun Wukong didn't often bring them out to eat them in order to catch their appetite. Now that there is a banquet, wouldn't he be able to eat enough.

At this moment, Yan Lingji and the others also all had their eyes slightly brightened, and their expressions looked expectant.

So, everyone returned to their own yard together and started to get busy...

Their happiness now is nothing more than cultivating with Sun Wukong, then studying cooking skills, and cooking and eating for Sun Wukong in person.

Therefore, the meals are now under their own control, and they are not asking others to prepare them. Naturally, they prepared the banquet themselves, and the feelings of the girls can be drawn into each other even more.

three days later.

Yin and Yang family, the main altar, the night is sultry.

In the magnificent and splendid hall, Dong Huangtai stood with his hands behind his back, listening to the report from Yun Zhongjun: "Report to Lord Donghuang, there has been news from Lord Dongjun."

Dong Huangtai was full of force, turned his back to him indifferently and said solemnly: "Speak."

Yun Zhongjun said respectfully: "The news has been confirmed, that person has indeed revealed the secret of Canglong Qisu, and at the same time he has brought more surprising news."

"Oh? More surprising news than Canglong Qisu?" Donghuang Taiyi finally turned around and looked at Yun Zhongjun, but unfortunately, he was shrouded in that gorgeous coat and still couldn't see his face. :"tell me the story."

"My yin and yang family's long-lost treasure - [Phantom Sound Treasure Box] also got its whereabouts."

"Phantom Sound Treasure Box..." Hearing this news, Dong Huang Taiyi was still calm and terrifying, as if nothing in this world surprised him at all: "Where are you, and where did you get it?"

"I also learned from the mouth of that Sun Wukong that it is said that the [phantom sound treasure box] is in the Mojia Organ City."

"The Mo Family Office City... that's a hard-to-find place..."

It is true that the Mojia Organ City is famous all over the world, but who knows where it is, except for the core members of the Mojia, no one knows where it is.

Yun Zhongjun sighed slightly: "Yes, whether it is the Canglong Qisu or the Magic Sound Treasure Box, it is not so easy to obtain. The Magic Sound Treasure Box is relatively simple. It is not difficult; however, if you want to obtain the secrets of the Canglong and Qisu that the Seven Kingdoms have mastered, you must conquer the Seven Kingdoms, which can be said to be even more difficult."

After a moment of silence, Donghuang Taiyi said indifferently: "So, we must support a hegemon, help him break through the remaining six countries, and unify the seven countries!"

Yun Zhongjun looked surprised: "Master Donghuang means that our Yin-Yang family wants to participate in the whirlpool of political struggles in the Seven Kingdoms?"

Donghuang Taiyi said indifferently: "This is the mission and destiny of the Yin Yang family."

"Master Donghuang's merits and fortunes must have seen through the mystery..." Yun Zhongjun directly flattered him and said, "I don't know what the ideal country in the heart of Master Donghuang is?"

"The destiny is in Qin." Dong Huangtai looked up at the sky and looked at the night sky densely covered with stars, his eyes were shimmering, mysterious and unpredictable.

This so-called destiny has nothing to do with Sun Wukong and the goddess. It is just the trend of history. They are too lazy to care about such things. Of course, if they want to manage, they only need a thought, then the so-called destiny will change in an instant.

"The country of Qin..." Yun Zhongjun paused and said respectfully, "This subordinate is not suspicious of Lord Donghuang's astrology, but a little curious, why not South Korea? Rumor has it that Sun Wukong is invincible with his sword skills. In the world, Jianying Mantian sees tens of thousands of troops as nothing, and it has been confirmed from Lord Dongjun that he does have the supreme cultivation level that one person can rival a country. South Korea has such a person in charge. Isn't it destiny?"

After hearing this sentence, Donghuang Taiyi's breathless breath finally fluctuated for a moment: "One person, can one country be the enemy?"

The reason why he was surprised was because even he couldn't do this kind of thing.

"Yes." Yun Zhongjun said very solemnly: "Master Dongjun also heard a message: "Anyone can offend, but my Yin-Yang family must not offend this person! "