Trafford’s Trading Club

It is said that this is the tunnel that the white-robed monk dug out bit by bit every time he took advantage of his free time over the years.

In order to be able to dig this tunnel, he even became good friends with the tower spirit of Zhenxian Tower.

"Wait a minute...this tower also has a tower spirit?"

Sun Xiaosheng couldn't help being startled, looking around with uncertain eyes. This was still the sixth floor of the Immortal Zhen Tower, a strange space filled with peace and colorful clouds.

If there really is a tower spirit in the Immortal-Suppressing Tower, why didn't he notice it along the way... Although Sun Xiaosheng asked himself that he was still a little far away from the Great Demon King who could reach the limit of demons, he couldn't be so scumbag.

"Yes, you are still my good friend." The white-robed monk nodded seriously at this time and said: "Wu...oh, Brother Shi, do you want to see it? I'll call it out so you can see it?"

This... what kind of method is this?

Sun Xiaosheng looked at the white-robed monk suspiciously, shook his head and said, "No, hold on tight... Let's leave this Immortal Suppressing Tower first."

Since the tower spirit didn't stop him along the way, it wouldn't be a problem to leave... Su Zijun wouldn't try to trick him on such a matter.

Looking at the compass in his hand, this must be his pass to travel freely within the Immortal Town Tower.

At this moment, the white-robed monk suddenly walked up behind Sun Xiaosheng and climbed up without saying a word.

"You...what are you doing?" Sun Xiaosheng suddenly froze.

"Brother Shi, wasn't it always like this in the past? Every time you ran away, you were the one carrying my master...and me." The white-robed monk said quickly in Sun Xiaosheng's ear: "Brother Shi, where is your Yun? Shout out quickly! This Yun doesn't want to see me every time, saying that my heart is impure and won't let me go. But how can my heart be impure? Impure Sister Guanyin can let me Heading west? You really can’t see the mountains!"

Is the legendary Master Tripitaka really a myth, but just a silly monk who made up this myth and was too deeply embedded in it to be able to escape?

Sun Xiaosheng didn't know for the time being, but he didn't actually have anything to say... It's just that he couldn't stay in the Immortal Suppressing Tower for a long time. Thinking about it, he simply vibrated his demonic power, and a seven-color patch of two meters long was born under his feet. Colorful clouds suddenly rose into the sky.

"Hey! Brother Shi, I haven't seen you for many years, why are your clouds so charming?"

"...Stay still!"

The moment he spoke, the compass in Sun Xiaosheng's hand glowed with light, and instantly turned into a ball of light, covering the two of them, and suddenly disappeared from this peaceful space.

At the same time, the room where the white-robed monk was staying shrank suddenly... Like a convulsion, after a strong shock, the wooden house completely collapsed into one piece and turned into a black ball.

A small palm stretched out from the black ball at this time, and then tore the black ball open, and saw a boy of more than ten years old slowly crawling out of the black ball, with a look of relief on his face.

"Finally gone... This guy is finally gone! I'm free! Finally I don't have to listen to him chant anymore... I'm free!!"

The boy burst into tears at this moment, and was so moved that he felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven... Then the boy's body actually merged into the earth of the sixth level of peace little by little.

Finally, this peaceful world returned to peace.

It's inherently peaceful.

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With a flash of light, Sun Xiaosheng appeared on the fifth floor of the Immortal Suppressing Tower with the white-robed monk on his back... Thinking of the terrifying look from the fifth floor, Sun Xiaosheng was unwilling to stay any longer, and quickly controlled the compass, preparing to go up again. layer.

"Brother Shi, wait a minute. Since I'm leaving, I should say hello to my neighbors."

Sun Xiaosheng ignored him and the compass was activated instantly, but at this moment the compass was snatched away by the white-robed monk without anyone noticing... At the same time, the white-robed monk grabbed the monkey hair on the back of Little Sheng's head and said A voice: "Drive!"

The hair all over Sun Xiaosheng's body suddenly exploded, and his demonic nature was completely angered. He was about to violently hurt someone regardless of whether he could survive the fight, but at this time, he saw that the space on the fifth underground floor of the Zhenxian Tower suddenly began to vibrate crazily.

A ray of sword light struck the earth from the dark sky. At the same time, a ray of sacred light also broke through the darkness. Gongsun Wuzang's god-like body appeared in the sky.

"These two guys actually got here so quickly?"

Sun Xiaosheng couldn't help but be secretly shocked... The sword light that shot down on the ground was actually caused by the young man in white shirt who forced his way into the Immortal Town Tower!

Sun Xiaosheng frowned, and without thinking much, he flew to the ground in the clouds, found a boulder, and hid behind the boulder, "Monk, don't talk, there are two troublesome guys coming. It will be difficult to leave if they are discovered... …Monk?!”

But I saw that the white-robed monk had picked up his cassock at some point, running at 3.0 times speed without even looking back, "Wukong, the monster is coming to capture me, you hold on, I will hide first! Same place!"

Suddenly, the monk seemed to have jumped into a big pit, and in the blink of an eye he was no longer visible... Sun Xiaosheng opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

What an old place? !

Sun Xiaosheng's eyes rolled a few times, his mouth clicked, and his body suddenly squatted down, then turned into a stone, and then rolled quietly on the ground...but it rolled in the direction where the monk was running. went.

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"What a waste. The sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword was actually used to break the tower... I wonder if your father in Hantan knows about this. Will he be so angry that his blood pressure will burst?"

Battlefield in heaven.

The young man in white shirt pressed his palm forward, the space behind him shook, and golden sword energy spread out, aiming at Gongsun Wuzang who was bathed in the divine light, "Didn't Uncle Wuzang say that there is no fifth underground floor? ,What is this place?"

"How do I know? I followed you in." Gongsun Wuzang shrugged, then glared, "Leave quickly! We are still good uncles and nephews!"

The young man in white shirt held a weapon, and hundreds of golden swords shot out instantly, all aimed at Gongsun Wuzang.

At the same time, the young man in white shirt also shouted loudly: "The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal is here! Today is the time for you to escape from trouble! Show up!"

Gongsun Wuzang's expression changed slightly when he heard the shocking sound, "Hey! What a prodigal boy! If you don't play the good card Gongsun gave you...it seems like you really have to let me beat you up today!"

The young man in white shirt ignored him and still shouted the name of [Long-eared Dingguang Immortal] loudly.

It's just that the space on the fifth floor is still dark and gloomy... The voice of the young man in white shirt is loud, but there is no change.

But Gongsun Wuzang had already risen up and waved his palm, his voice was thunderous and terrifying, "The Immortal Zhen Tower is cut off from the land of China. Let me see how much Xuanyuan Sword Qi you can store in this prodigal thing!"

The young man in white shirt immediately waved his sword to greet him.

The fifth level of the Immortal-Suppressing Tower also shook violently again.

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On the ground, the stubborn stone transformed by Sun Xiaosheng was still rolling quietly. Although he was not shocked, he was still quite solemn... The power of Xuanyuan Palace in the eyes of the world was very little, but its reputation had always been huge.

This place of inheritance has been passed down since the time of Emperor Xuanyuan. If there are not some old monsters in it, Sun Xiaosheng would not believe it even if he killed him.

It's just that the light of the Shenzhou True Dragon was too strong, so Xuanyuan Palace was covered up.

Not to mention the young man in white shirt, even Gongsun Wuzang, if he were pulled out of Xuanyuan Palace and put into the land of China, I am afraid that the Taoist and Demon Sects would be severely shaken.

"Where did that dead monk go?"

The stone had already rolled to the pit where the white-robed monk jumped...but the pit was actually bottomless. Sun Xiaosheng couldn't help but hesitate whether to roll down into the pit.

No matter... the compass was taken away by the bald monk. Without the compass, he would eventually be trapped in this place... Gritting his teeth, the stone finally rolled down the pit, making a rumbling sound along the way. sound.

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At the same time, deep in the pit, a white-robed monk was holding a layer of unstained shackles in his hands, running breathlessly on a narrow stone bridge!

At the bottom of this deep pit, there is actually a big black river. There are white bones floating in the river from time to time, and the black air is entangled. Only this stone connects the two sides.

I don’t know how long it took for the white-robed monk to finish running across the black bridge. In the darkness, a pagoda with sand exuding golden light suddenly appeared.

The golden light of this pagoda is strange. It cannot be released beyond a distance of ten feet. Beyond ten feet, it is swallowed up by darkness and does not illuminate other places at all.

The white-robed monk immediately ran to the door of the pagoda, knocked on the door, and strode in.

But I saw that the inside of the pagoda was warm and intoxicating. Once I entered the pagoda, it was like walking into a wine pool and a forest of meat. The aroma of wine overflowed. In the wine pool, fairies and goddesses played in the water, meeting each other with flesh and silk, and their charming eyes were like silk.

On the stairs in front of the platform, jade bodies are laid out, posing and posing.

After a quick glance, the white-robed monk lowered his head and muttered, "Three thousand."

But at this moment, there was a lazy look on the stage. It was a guy surrounded by fairies, with a fat head and big ears, eyes as fat as crescent moons, and a glowing treasure all over his body.

"You guy, why are you here?" The big-eared man on the throne opened his crescent moon and asked curiously.

I saw the white-robed monk carrying his cassock again, running all the way, avoiding the bodies lying on the steps, and shouting: "Huanxi, I'm leaving. I want to see you before I leave!"

Hearing this, the big-eared man pinched his forehead as if he had a headache. He waved his hand, and the beautiful fairy beside him instantly disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

"Don't mention it! Brother Huanxi, these fairy sisters are so beautiful!" The white-robed monk sighed repeatedly.

The big-eared man glared, "You idiot, don't touch me!"

Immediately, the big-eared man frowned, "What did you just say? You are leaving...can you leave?"

"Yes, Brother Huanxi, I'm leaving soon, so I came here to say hello!" The white-robed monk said reluctantly: "After so many years, you are the only one who talks to me occasionally. Tell me about you." The Huanxi Sutra keeps me from being bored...Brother Huanxi, I’m leaving now, but you haven’t taught me the last of the forty-eight moves of the Huanxi Sutra. I don’t know when we can meet again after we say goodbye today. Why don't you teach me how to do it? You also know that most of the female fairies on the westbound road are tigers and wolves. If I don't save some tricks, I won't be able to withstand them!"

"You..." The big-eared man smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and immediately exhaled softly, straightened his body, and turned out to be solemn, "The road to the west has been cut off long ago, why is Sanzang still trapped on the road? Don't worry about it. Wrong."

"Brother Huanxi, what are you talking about? Why is the westbound road blocked?" The white-robed monk said with a smile: "Sister Bodhisattva is still waiting for me! You don't know, Sister Bodhisattva said that when her hair reaches her waist , just let me knock her wooden fish!"

The big-eared man's eyes instantly shot out a divine light, which fell directly on the white-robed monk.

But this divine light was like a mud cow entering the sea. After sinking into the white-robed monk, it disappeared instantly... The big-eared man frowned and was silent.

At this time, the white-robed monk had already pulled out a rolled-up futon from behind, spread it out in front of the big-eared man, sat cross-legged, and said with bright eyes: "Come on, brother Huanxi, I'm ready! Let's go!" I listen to the Joy Sutra for the last time!”

"You are really an anomaly." The big-eared man shook his head, but said with a smile: "There are so many Tripitakas, but you are the only one who jumped out. You are not crazy, not crazy, but you are still clear."

"Brother Huanxi, don't say you have nothing, hurry up!" the white-robed monk quickly urged.

The big-eared man pondered at this moment, then narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Since you want it, I'll give it to you."

As he said that, the big-eared man stretched out his hand, and a golden light hit the white-robed monk's eyebrows directly from the air, "Put it away, this is not the joyful meditation method, this is the [Past and Future Sutra] I took from the guide." ]...Whether you can succeed in cultivation depends on your fate."

A bit of golden light entered his brow, and the white-robed monk's eyes suddenly became confused. Not only was he lost, but he was sitting stupidly on the high platform.

At this time, I could only hear the voice calling [Long-eared Dingguang Immortal] coming from outside the pagoda.

As if he had not heard anything, the big-eared man waved his hand and summoned four beautiful immortals. They fell into this gentle dreamland and murmured: "Visitors from the land of bliss, gods of Western magic. Lotus is the parent, ninth grade... ...I have established myself. I have been deceived for so many years, and I can’t go back...why go back.”

A big wave of his hand.

"go back."

In an instant, the white-robed monk on the stage seemed to be swept by a soft golden light, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the pagoda... The golden light continued, sweeping over the cliffs of the pit and onto the rolling rocks. .

The stubborn stone also disappeared.

However, the golden light did not stop, and actually shot out of the deep pit. In the darkness of the fifth heaven, thousands of sword lights passed through in an instant, and fell on the white-shirted young man and Gongsun Wuzang!

Gongsun Wuzang and the young man in white suddenly changed their expressions, but without any resistance, they disappeared out of thin air.

In the end, the sword light lost control and fell into the pit one after another, submerging into the pagoda.

The big-eared man rubbed his fingers and muttered: "It is a terrible weapon. It can indeed kill gods, Buddhas and demons... It's a pity that the person using it is too bad."

As soon as he shook his head, the big-eared man smiled slightly and said loudly: "Let's sing!"

In an instant, in the pagoda, the goddesses were dancing, the goddesses were passionate, and three thousand beauties were entwined. It was the land of bliss.