Reborn Turtle: Picked Up By Monkey King at the Beginning

And just as they were stunned, the chains of the Three Thousand Avenues had already dismembered the tree.

The most important seven leaves were smashed down like a vast land.

When the great cultivators saw this scene, their hearts were filled with demons, and greedy thoughts came out of their minds, bit by bit eroding their sanity.

This is the world in seven gestation!

As long as they can obtain and successfully recognize the Lord, they will be the Lord of the World.

Lord of the world!

That is an existence whose status is not inferior to Hongjun.

It can be said that as long as they pass, they will have the opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

Will they give up?

Will they not go?

Will not!

To die for the daring, to starve to the death of the timid.

The big deal is to be a hero again after 20 years.

What are you afraid of!

They all flew in the direction where the leaves fell.

But before they got close, these monks were pushed away by an invisible force.

At the same time, a solemn voice sounded in the sky.

"Today, there is an exotic invasion of the prehistoric land. Fortunately, all the saints work together to contain it. I will defeat it. This tree will drop seven leaves, which will be distributed to the saints, so that the saints can evolve their own world and integrate into the prehistoric system."

This is what Hongjun thought about it before.

Big trees can transform into thousands and evolve into multiple worlds.

Of course he thought too.

It's just not possible for the time being.

Now that he has devoured this tree and collected these seven leaves of the world, he can infuse the power of the world, and let the saints refine, control, and finally integrate into the prehistoric system and turn it into a brand new world.

The prehistoric background is profound, far beyond the comparison of this tree.

This time, although there is a loss, the long-term benefits are immeasurable.

When the great monks heard it, they were naturally disappointed, but they did not dare to disobey Hongjun's will.

On the other hand, the Second Saint of the West was dumbfounded.

All Saints are restrained by force?

Divide with the saints?

It turned out that they were missing not because they ran away, but because they went out to fight against foreign realms.

And now that the battle is won, it is natural to divide the spoils.

In an instant, the two saints were heartbroken.

They are also all saints, does it mean that they are also qualified to share a world?

And seven leaves, just seven saints.

They feel that it is reasonable and reasonable, and they should be divided into two.

After Hongjun finished speaking, he returned to Zixiao Palace with all the spoils.

In the Zixiao Palace, this tree has been dismembered into firewood, and the Three Thousand Avenue was pulled out by Hongjun and stored separately.

Lin Fang quietly collected a piece of wood.

"Ding! Magnum Points + 200 million."

The system beep sounds.

Lin Fang's eyes widened instantly, with an unbelievable expression.

This stuff is too expensive.

Hongjun noticed this detail, but he didn't point it out.

He smiled and said: "Seven worlds, there are exactly seven people here, you can take one point each."

Everyone looked excited and couldn't wait.

But at this moment, Lin Fang suddenly shouted, "Hold on, I have something to say."

Everyone stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

What does he want to do now?

Lin Fang smiled and said, "Old Ancestor, can I trouble you to bring Brother Monkey over, I want him to help me choose."

Ancestor Hongjun's eyes flickered, and he instantly understood what Lin Fang meant.

"You kid is a chicken thief."

Sun Wukong is the son of destiny, and his luck is amazing.

Let him come over and pick the baby, and he can pick out the best one with his eyes closed.

Taishang Laojun and the others also figured this out at this time.

But they didn't panic.

After all, in their realm, luck and luck can no longer affect them.

Although Sun Wukong will pick good things, but they will not be bad, it depends on whether they have high realm or Sun Wukong's luck.

Only Subhuti had a sad face.

Without sanctification, after all, it is impossible to detach and be at ease.

This time, I am afraid that his harvest is the smallest.

As soon as Hongjun took it, Sun Wukong with a confused face appeared in the Zixiao Palace.

He first looked around cautiously.

After seeing everyone present, the vigilance was slightly reduced.

"I have seen all the saints, I have seen the master, and the master is safe."

Taishang Laojun and others all smiled back.

Only Subhuti had a bitter face and ignored Brother Monkey.

Brother Monkey looked puzzled.

Master, what happened?

Early menopause?

But in this scene, he is not good to ask anything.

Lin Fang pulled him to the front of the seven leaves and said with a smile, "Brother Monkey, help me choose one, I want to blend into the turtle shell behind me."

Brother Monkey has fiery eyes and can naturally see the details of what is in front of him.

He couldn't help but exclaim: "It turned out to be an immature world. This is the first time my grandson has seen him. Brother Lin Fang, you have been out for a few months and brought back such a treasure. It's amazing."

Lin Fang smiled and said, "Brother Monkey, don't brag about it, choose quickly."

Brother Monkey knew that this thing was precious, so naturally he did not dare to choose it lightly.

He looked at the seven leaves with fiery eyes, and finally chose a blue leaf.

"That's it."

Lin Fang happily accepted the leaf.

The four saints also chose their favorite leaves.

In the end there were only two pieces left.

Subhuti put away the yellow piece.

Hongjun put away the last piece happily, he didn't care about the quality of the choice, anyway, in the end, it was all built together to form a collective, no matter how he chose, he would not lose.

When the seven leaves were allocated, they hurried away.

Lin Fang also ran away with Empress Nuwa.

Brother Monkey followed suit this time.

Today's Beiju Luzhou is on the right track, and he doesn't need to worry too much.

After a while, the huge Zixiao Palace was empty.

Hongjun picked up the leaves on the ground and was about to go back to refining when two figures quickly ran over from a distance.

Not the two saints of the West, who else would it be.

The two of them came here non-stop.

But I don't know why, I just couldn't make it, and it didn't arrive until this time.

Hongjun had already packed everything up at this time.

Zhun Ti smiled and asked, "Teacher, are you back?"

Hongjun nodded.

The receptionist then asked, "Then, did the teacher gain something this time?"

Hongjun nodded again.

Receipt, quasi-mention is overjoyed.

"The teacher, can we have a share of the harvest?"

Hongjun stopped nodding and shook his head instead.

After receiving the introduction, Zhunti's mood suddenly fell to a trough.

Jie Yin asked cautiously: "Teacher, didn't you say that it is divided among the saints, and there are seven leaves in total, how can there be no two of us, did someone take more?"

Hongjun then shook his head.

"It's true that one piece per person, but there are two more people, Subhuti and Lin Fang."

Take the lead, Zhunti is at the bottom of the well.

Subhuti, Lin Fang, how could there be these two people?

Hongjun seemed to see their thoughts and said, "These two have contributed equally, so naturally they have to share."