Traverser Management System

He cleaned all the stones on the trail. At this time, the trail looked clean and slick. When we come back next year, I'm afraid it will be covered with grass again.

Zheng Yu sighed in his heart, then he slapped again at Monkey King, chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, and walked down the mountain without looking back.

Sun Wukong saw that he was acting like a baby, showing cuteness, and it was useless to report his identity. He immediately shouted from behind: "Little monk, I have something to say to you, wait a minute?"

Zheng Yu remained unmoved and continued to walk down the mountain, trying to squeeze all the value of Sun Wukong's body, and he was not in a hurry at this moment.

Anyway, it's still a long time, and there will be one month to come to this mountain every year after that, and I can't think about taking everything out once.

At that time, maybe who is begging whom, let Monkey King know his taste, and then open his own conditions one by one, and he will be sold by himself, and thank you. Hey, take your time.

Monkey King lay at the foot of the mountain and looked at the bottles and cans in front of him. He was really unwilling to give up. He looked at a figure the size of a pinpoint in the distance.

Then he roared loudly: "Little monk, don't forget that you have to come over again next year. My grandson is waiting for you here."

Although Zheng Yu was far away, he still heard these words clearly, curled his lips slightly, and thought in his heart: It's as if you can't wait for me here, hahaha.

Zheng Yu went all the way west after going down the mountain, maintaining the state at this moment. Without using his great magic power, he measured with his feet and walked towards the west step by step.

At this time, I am afraid that neither Heaven nor Buddhism has set up any obstacles on this road.

All the little monsters that existed now, when the mounts in the sky, the boy, the big monster, all come down, the road will truly become lively.

As for the wild monsters, there are probably only a few that have actually appeared on the Journey to the West, and these monsters are also miserable.

Unlike those monsters who have a backstage, as long as they lose their skills to the Westbound Four, they will immediately have their own backstage to help.

And what Zheng Yu is going to find now is these monsters with no backstage, to see if they can win over him, and then make suggestions for them, be the helm behind the scenes, and gain more virtues of heaven.

More than half a month later, he had reached the place where Zhu Bajie was, and his spiritual power spread out. Using the broken pages of the earth book as a benchmark, he was in control of a radius of tens of thousands of miles. Where could the little Zhu Bajie hide?

But at this moment, Zheng Yu didn't intend to get a close look at what this Zhu Ba Jie looked like, that is, fat head and big ears, vulgar.

The majestic mental power swept through the broken pages of the ground book, and all monsters large and small in a radius of thousands of miles were under his spiritual power, picking and choosing one by one.

It is a pity that after scanning this pass, none of the fairies within thousands of miles have the ability, and the fairies that have appeared on the road to the west afterwards were not found in the range covered by the broken pages of the book of the earth.

Zheng Yu sighed a little. He originally wanted to create one by himself, but when he thought of the difficulties of ninety-nine and eighty-one, every difficulty is counted.

Almost all were divided up and cleaned up by people. If he made another one alive, it would immediately arouse the feelings of these gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Zheng Yu thought for a long time, but finally stopped the action in his hands. This Zhu Bajie ignored him for the time being. Zheng Yu was going to go directly to the only fairy who died on the westward journey.

Except for those little fairies who died tragically and loved by no one, on the whole journey to the west, there was nothing that could be called a difficult one, and only one was killed, called the Bone Fairy.

Zheng Yu didn't know where this white bone spirit was, and there was no such place within the scope of his spiritual power.

If you want to measure with your feet and walk slowly, I'm afraid I don't know which year I will go. Zheng Yu thought for a long time, and suddenly sat down cross-legged.

The light of merit bestowed by heaven appeared in the back of his head, rippling round and round, echoing his face at this moment, and it seemed to be majestic and solemn.

Zheng Yu was proud of his heart, put his palms together again pretending to be, whispered the Buddha's horn, and stepped away. He took his body and walked away leisurely.

No one bothered Zheng Yu at all at this time, and even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who were investigating the golden cicada, no one would specifically trouble Zheng Yu.

Although Zheng Yu doesn't know why, isn't this a good thing?

He didn't even know that these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas had been admonished by the Buddha and should not disturb him. They all regarded him as a variable induced by the heavenly way, and treated him specifically for the Buddhist monks.

If he really knew it, he would probably laugh three times up to the sky and be his fake monk more happily.

All the way to the west, there is not even a sign, and I don't know which boundary this place belongs to, but just go west.

That wild bone spirit must have been produced by the human world itself, not a fairy from the sky at all.

That means that this white bone spirit should be still cultivating where she is at this moment, and to what extent Zheng Yu can't stop it.

However, when you think about it, you will know that just where is she capable of deceiving people by relying on the art of change to deceive people?

Even the realm of the Xuanxian of the Drifting Monk can chase the bone spirit up and down, not to mention that he has reached the middle level of the Golden Immortal at this moment.

Although Zheng Yu said that he did not exchange for any technique that specifically acts on the eyes, such as the Sky Eye, or other skills that specialize in seeing through the art of change, he can easily perceive any art of change only with his unfavorable mental power.

The mental power spreads directly, every step can span hundreds of miles, not that he can't step further, but to make his steps smaller, so that the mental power can spread out and search more carefully.

The white bone spirit 300 years later has the realm of Xuanxian, but what about the white bone spirit 300 years ago?

I'm afraid it's just an ordinary little demon, maybe just a bone frame, and it's just not long after cultivation.

Zheng Yu's mental power spreads, he can easily detect things with aura, and he can easily detect the little fairies in the mountains and plains. However, it was a bit difficult to find the bone spirit among the countless fairies.

But he wasn't in a hurry, twice if he couldn't find it once, and three times if he couldn't find it twice.

There is time, but the only fairy who is not controlled by anyone can not be encountered at any time.