Journey to the West: Characters from the Heavens

"Huh?" The appearance of Conan's clone really shocked Chen Yi. This was the first time Chen Yi summoned Conan's clone, although Conan and Ye Gucheng had awakened at the same time before.

At that time, no one paid much attention to Conan's strength. Although the God of Death's passive might be very powerful, there was no need for it. Now Chen Yi thought of Conan's talent, but he didn't expect...

The Conan in front of me is actually a primary school student! He wears glasses and is just one meter tall!

"No, you..." Chen Yi was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"I have no choice. After I took over that organization, all the people who researched medicines died..." Conan also shrugged helplessly and talked through the system, "Furthermore, because the power of sharing is too strong,

My body is now in shape."

"But fortunately, I'm used to it, just think of me as Nezha or Red Boy! You don't know how weird the world I live in is, there are endless first grade of elementary school, and the spring and summer are completely random.

Autumn and winter and day and night..."

"Fortunately, I don't have a clone of Nobita Nobita..." Chen Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered subconsciously, but suddenly thought that his and Nobita Nobita's personalities seemed to be somewhat similar... A little bit, right? Isn't that right?

Is there really a clone of Nobi Nobita? Chen Yi thought with some guilt.

"The water in the animation industry is still too deep!" Conan nodded, "Even if there is a clone of Nobita Nobita, I'm afraid it will be difficult to awaken. Although my timeline is a bit messed up, at least there is not much black technology, Duo

La A Meng is different..."

"Okay, let's not talk about it anymore." Chen Yi quickly shook his head and shook the image of himself into Nobita Nobita out of his head, "I want you to come here this time because I want to use your talents and magical powers to do something in the underworld.

Thing is, is your talent really useful?"

"It's really useful." Conan sighed helplessly, "Except for the people close to me, wherever I go, there will be murders, unless there is no one there..."

"In that case, let's test it first!" Chen Yi's eyes lit up, and he aimed directly at the Guanyin Temple he was about to go to!

"parking!"

"Master, what's wrong?" Bai Longma stopped subconsciously. Ever since he knew that Chen Yi had the martial arts realm, he no longer dared to despise this Buddhist monk.

"Master, I just saw a child on the roadside." Chen Yi opened the curtain, jumped off the carriage, and hurried back. Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed him.

"Whose doll are you? Why are you alone in the wilderness?" Chen Yi asked, looking at Conan in the grass.

"Master, be careful!" Sun Wukong frowned, stopped Chen Yi behind him, and looked at Conan with golden eyes flashing, "How can there be children in this wilderness? They must be... hmm? Really children?"

For a moment, Sun Wukong was also stunned and blinked subconsciously, because the Conan he saw with his piercing eyes was really not a monster, but a child.

"I was abducted from my parents by bad people, but fortunately I was smart and ran away. Are you also bad people?" Conan was not wearing glasses at this time, and his round eyes were blinking, looking innocent.

I have to say that no matter which Chen Yi's avatar is, he has the potential to become an actor. Perhaps, this is the drama gene that is engraved in the bones like the salted fish gene!

"We are not bad people. Let me take you out of here first, find a home, and let them adopt you!" Chen Yi pretended to be kind and picked up Conan, got on the carriage again, and walked towards Guanyin Temple.

"Wukong, there's nothing to make a fuss about, right?" Thinking of Sun Wukong's dull expression just now, Chen Yi laughed, "Didn't the Nezha who fought you back then look like a child? At most, he was older than this child!

"

"Nezha? Child?" Sun Wukong blinked and glanced at Chen Yi and Conan hesitantly, "Master, if you are talking about Nezha, the great god of the Santanhaihui in those days, Master, you must have made a mistake.

Yes, Nezha is taller than me, how can he be a child?"

"Taller than you?" This time, it was Chen Yi and Conan's turn to be a little confused. There were few Nezha images they had ever seen that were completely free from the word child. Except for the burly and cold Nezha,

and the transformed demon boy, they didn’t expect that Nezha here turned out to be a long-legged lotus root!

"Yes, after all, I'm almost as tall as you, Master!" Sun Wukong nodded and looked at Chen Yi with some confusion, "Master, why do you think Nezha is a child?"

"Haha, it's nothing..." Chen Yi shook his head in embarrassment, "I saw it in an ancient book before. Nezha is white, fat, handsome, with a delicate face like a boy. He is seven years old and six feet tall.

The lotus incarnation is ten feet tall."

"That must be a misinformation, Nezha doesn't look like this!" Sun Wukong waved his hand, and then sighed softly, with a look of regret, "Yang Jian should have been killed long ago, but it's a pity that Nezha was killed by the lotus root body.

I'm afraid he won't be able to break through his father's restraints. But when I, Old Sun, break through, I won't be able to have a good fight with him..."

In fact, it is not just Sun Wukong who feels sorry for Nezha. Many people in the Three Realms feel sorry for Nezha, including the former Emperor Fengdu. However, Li Jing, the king of pagodas, is not without his backing. The Linglong Pagoda is a Buddhist treasure!

"By the way, Wukong, don't be surprised when we get to Guanyin Temple..." Chen Yi glanced at Conan beside him and vaccinated Sun Wukong in advance.

"What do you mean, don't be surprised when you encounter anything?" A trace of doubt flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, and then he shook his head and looked at Guanyin Temple from a distance.

Not long after, the carriage arrived outside the gorgeous Guanyin Temple. This place was much more magnificent than Jinshan Temple, and even vaguely comparable to the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty.

That's right, a temple can be described as magnificent. This Guanyin Temple is simply extremely rich!

After all, this Guanyin Temple adheres to the principle that people rely on clothes to dress up, and Buddha relies on gold to dress up. I just don’t know where the monks in this temple got so much money.

As for the monks walking around the Guanyin Temple, what they wore was not comparable to that of the monks of the Tang Dynasty. Only the brocade cassocks given by Guanyin Bodhisattva and the five-color woven gold cassocks given by Li Shimin could surpass them.

But at this time, the faces of these monks flashed with panic, as if something big had happened in Guanyin Temple. No monks even came forward to inquire about the arrival of Chen Yi and others.

Chen Yi glanced at Conan subconsciously. Could it be that he was really that powerful? He had just come here and something happened at Guanyin Temple?

"Sometimes, something happens before I even get to a certain place!" Conan shrugged and said helplessly.