The treasure of this saint Cunti should be destined to be with the lineage of the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Sun Wukong is my master's newly accepted disciple and has not yet been passed down to the Three Realms of the Prehistoric Worlds."

"Since you are a saint, since you have met, should you give me another meeting gift?"

Looking at Yang Jian's face was extremely vicious and crazy blackmailed.

The Saint Zhunti was almost anxious!

No blackmail is so banned.

You can't catch a sheep and grab it!

In just a moment, I gave up eleven innate spiritual treasures.

The boy who spends money is not so good.

"Sage Zhunti, I advise you to think carefully."

"Today's meeting gift, whether to give it or not, the meaning is very different!"

"If you give a gift, you can get the friendship of my junior brother."

Yang Jian said meaningfully.

Thinking of the next plan for Buddhist Dachang to travel west, he really had to rely on Sun Wukong.

The Saint Cundi lamented in his heart, and closed his eyes and seemed to accept his fate.

QQ was soothing and touched it in the cassock.

After a moment, the saint of Cundi took out a piece of the origin of the world.

His face was handed to Sun Wukong with a heartache.

"Since that's the case, this world origin will be regarded as a gift from my Buddhist disciples to the disciples of the Daozun of the First World."

"Please accept it."
Chapter completed!