dark night.
The cold wind howled.
The three fools hurried on the starry night, their noses were so cold that they burst into tears.
"Amitabha, it's so cold."
In the cold wind, Sanzang recited the Buddha's name and couldn't help complaining, "Brother Li, why do you have to choose to come out in the middle of the night?"
"Have you ever seen people digging graves during the day?"
Li Ziye rubbed his frozen face and responded with a look of displeasure, "Besides, you think I'm like you, no one cares where I go. Now I'm just a meat bun, and there are a bunch of dogs watching me wherever I go."
"Amitabha, this little monk knows how to beat a dog with a meat bun!"
Sanzang smiled and said, "Brother Li, this metaphor is very vivid."
"Little bald donkey, don't be arrogant. When I get Sazu's inheritance and enter the fifth realm, I will beat you with one hand!"
Li Ziye heard the sarcasm in the young monk's words and spat it back without showing any weakness.
"Amitabha, young monk is waiting."
Sanzang smiled and said, "I'm afraid that Brother Li won't be able to defeat the young monk even if he enters the fifth realm."
On the side, Bai Wangyu listened to the two bickering, smiled softly, and said nothing.
With the young monk's current strength, even if Brother Li enters the fifth realm, he may not be able to win.
After all, the young monk is the first person of their younger generation to enter the Five Realms, and his accumulation in the Five Realms is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
"Little bald donkey, you are no longer the Bai Yueguang I know."
Li Ziye felt a little tight in his chest due to the rebuke, and said angrily, "You have changed, you are not as cute as before."
"Amitabha, Brother Li taught you well."
Sanzang responded very politely, "Compared to Brother Li, the young monk is still far behind. We must continue to study hard."
"Teaching apprentices makes the master so angry."
Li Ziye slapped his forehead and said regretfully.
He has nothing to do with Li Yuan's training class, but now, these guys are more venomous than the last.
"correct."
In the wilderness, Sanzang said as he hurried on, "Not long ago, the young monk met Yan Xiaoyu. He was devouring the blood of the soldiers on the battlefield. The young monk, out of his compassionate heart of eliminating harm for the people, prepared to save him..."
At night, Sanzang explained in detail what happened in the past few days, especially what happened in the polar night world in more detail.
"That smelly fish really has an affair with the God of Light."
Hearing this, Li Ziye's expression condensed and he said, "No wonder I felt the power of the God of Light from Yan Xiaoyu on the battlefield in the Western Region."
At this point, Li Ziye paused and continued, "Actually, I made the same deal with the God of Light, but I only got the benefits and nothing was done."
"Amitabha, Brother Li, is that seal under the lake really the God of Light?" Sanzang asked in confusion.
"Who knows."
Li Ziye responded, "No matter who he is, that guy doesn't look like a good person anyway. I can't believe what he said. What about Yan Xiaoyu? Did he die in the end?"
"No."
Sanzang shook his head and replied, "When the young monk was about to cripple him, the scholar from the Western Region appeared and beat the young monk one step ahead and destroyed Yan Xiaoyu's cultivation. The young monk was really too embarrassed to do anything again."
"Then the scholar crippled Yan Xiaoyu?"
Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That's really cruel."
"After all, it's just a clone. He has no confidence that he can stop the young monk."
Sanzang smiled and said, "If the young monk insists on taking action, then Yan Xiaoyu will not just lose his cultivation."
"Domineering."
Li Ziye stretched out his thumb and said, "Then why don't you continue?"
"Because the young monk is not sure that he can defeat the scholar's clone."
Sanzang grinned and replied, "If I can't beat him, I will be in trouble."
"That scholar is quite powerful, but he is also quite annoying."
Li Ziye said unhappily, "In my opinion, he is just a psychopath."
"Agree."
"Agree."
Sanzang and Bai Wangyu responded in unison.
As the three of them talked, they rushed towards the ruins of Sazu.
In the sky, the cold moon moves westward, and dawn is not far away.
Thousands of miles away.
On the barren mountain, Zhou Hu sat on a stone, took out his dry tobacco bag, lit the tobacco inside, and took a few puffs depressedly.
Someone would freeze to death.
Is there any help coming?
If he hadn't been able to handle it all by himself, he wouldn't have been so angry and had to wait for several days in a place where birds didn't poop.
"Ye Xuanji, you crazy bitch!"
At night, after taking a puff of cigarette, Rihu shouted loudly.
After cursing, Zhou Hu took a long breath and felt much better.
"Uncle Zhou."
Just when Zihu was about to lie down and take a nap, a familiar voice came from not far away,
When Zihu heard this all-too-familiar voice, his expression suddenly froze.
This voice?
Wanima.
That little brat!
"Uncle Zhou, are you scolding me in your heart?"
At this moment, at the end of the night, Li Ziye walked up with the young monk and Bai Wangyu, looked at the ragged middle-aged man in front of him, and smiled.
"How can it be!"
Zhouhu stood up, jumped down from the stone, and said with an apologetic smile, "I can't scold the young master. I can't scold anyone."
"That's good."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "Uncle Zhou, just now, I heard you calling Sister Ye a crazy woman. Tell me, what would be the consequences if Sister Ye knew about it?"
"this."
When Zhou Hu heard the threat from the boy in front of him, his expression froze, and he said with a smile, "Young Master, Uncle Zhou treats you very well. You can't treat Uncle Zhou like this, right?"
"That's for sure."
Li Ziye responded, stepped forward, took the pipe from the middle-aged man in front of him, took a puff, and said softly, "The finest ambergris in southern Xinjiang, Uncle Zhou, you really know how to enjoy it."
"Young Master wants to smoke, but Uncle Zhou will take care of it."
Zhou Hu immediately flattered him and said with a smile, "In Uncle Zhou's heart, the young master's affairs are the most important things in the world."
"I can't smoke anymore. I've been having a hard time practicing martial arts lately. If I smoke a few packs of cigarettes, I won't have enough energy anymore."
Li Ziye put the pipe back into the former's hand and said softly, "Uncle Zhou, smoke less, otherwise your hand holding the knife will be unstable."
"Thank you for your concern, young master."
Zhou Hu took the pipe and was about to take a puff. After thinking about it, he put it down again and stretched out his fingers to stub out the tobacco.
"Uncle Zhou, are the ruins of Sazu located in this mountain?"
Li Ziye took two more steps forward, stared at the barren mountains in front of him, and asked.
"That's right."
Zhouhu nodded, his expression condensed, and he replied, "It's just below this barren mountain. Young Master, don't look at this barren mountain as inconspicuous. There is probably a dragon vein underneath."
"Dragon Veins?"
Hearing this, a strange color flashed in Li Ziye's eyes, and he said, "After the establishment of the Great Shang Dynasty, all the dragon veins in the Central Plains should have been cut off by the royal family, but there are still some dragon veins left."
