"Wukong, my master has taught you not to fight or kill. You must be kind as a human being and as a monkey." Ye Yunyang said kindly.

Sun Wukong glared at Ye Yunyang openly. This monk always delayed him. Since Ye Yunyang was his master, he temporarily tolerated it, put away the golden cudgel, and stood aside.

Ye Yunyang comforted Sun Wukong and then turned to look at Zhenyuan Immortal, and said sadly: "Zhenyuan Immortal, Wukong has been following me for a while. From the beginning of being unruly to being unruly now, there is a huge difference.

What has changed is that now Wukong understands that it is very difficult for the farmer uncle to grow fruits, and he will not kill the fruits of the farmer uncle's labor."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing both laughed out loud. The master called Immortal Zhenyuan a fruit-growing uncle. Sun Wukong also quietly raised his lips.

This move is damaging enough.

When Ye Yunyang saw Immortal Zhenyuan reacting, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he immediately added: "Our Wukong is also a monkey who can distinguish right from wrong. Immortal Zhenyuan must be no worse than a monkey."

This step is for Immortal Zhenyuan, neither up nor down.

He was stunned and his face turned blue.

"So what if this is really what your disciple did? What should you do?"

Immortal Zhenyuan suddenly laughed and swept away the dark green color just now. How could he make a monk so angry that he could not speak after just a few words.

Ye Yunyang's face condensed and he said solemnly: "If it is really my disciple who did it, and the disciple did not teach, and the teacher made the mistake, then the poor monk will take the blame for it."

Immortal Zhenyuan, who was looking at him with a serious look, thought of his two little boys and couldn't help but feel sad. He didn't know what happened to his two little boys.

"Great Immortal Zhenyuan also has disciples. He must understand the poor monk's state of mind very well. These three disciples are all the meat cut off from the poor monk's body."

Seeing that Ye Yunyang's expression didn't seem to be fake, Immortal Zhenyuan felt a little sad in his heart.

"Is this ginseng fruit really not stolen by you?"

"It really isn't."

Ye Yunyang affirmed.

If you coax the Zhenyuan Immortal first, then you won't have anything to fear after you get out of his territory.

"Great Immortal, I dare to ask, this poor monk, this ginseng fruit has been badly lost, but there is still a way to remedy it. If you can, I, this poor monk, will definitely help you."

He remembered that in the original book, Sun Wukong chopped down a fruit tree, went to Sister Guanyin to ask for some water, and resurrected the tree. Then Zhenyuan Great Immortal and Sun Wukong betrothed each other.

This guy has to be worshipped. This Zhenyuan Immortal is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal after all. Whatever happens in the future, it will be of great benefit to them without any harm.

"Oh, this ginseng fruit is to be paid tribute to heaven. If there is no such ginseng fruit, the Jade Emperor will definitely punish me."

"It's easy to say, the Immortal doesn't need to worry. When I petition Sister Guanyin to intercede with the Jade Emperor, the Immortal won't have to suffer any punishment."

Ye Yunyang walked up to Immortal Zhenyuan and said with a smile.

Immortal Zhenyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Tang Monk would go to Master Guanyin to intercede for him, and he felt very fond of him.

"Does the holy monk really mean what he said?"

Ye Yunyang laughed heartily: "Of course it is true."

"The poor monk fell in love with the Immortal Zhenyuan as soon as he met him. We are both fallen people from the far end of the world. We hate meeting each other so late. He really wants to sworn brothers with the Immortal. From then on, we will share blessings and share hardships."

When Sun Wukong and the other three heard this, they were stunned and didn't know where to put their hands and feet. Didn't they steal the ginseng fruit of Zhenyuan Immortal? Why did the master of few words become sworn brothers with Zhenyuan Immortal?

What's the fuss about? Master, maybe he still wants to get married and take his family with him to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

Ye Yunyang secretly gave his disciples a wink. This time Zhu Bajie understood it very well and immediately clapped his hands and praised him.

"Master and Immortal Zhenyuan are sworn brothers. This is a great honor. Immortal, you must not underestimate my master. My master can easily persuade even Master Guanyin."

Zhu Bajie looked at Immortal Zhenyuan and started to talk nonsense, which made Ye Yunyang become an omnipotent god.

"My master used to fight with all the heroes. He rescued my senior brother from under the Five Elements Mountain. Later, he recaptured me, Marshal Tianpeng, from Gao Laozhuang. He passed by the Liusha River and incorporated my junior brother Sha into the team. The horses he rode were all Dragon Kings of the East China Sea.

His son has become a great immortal, this business is not a loss, it is not a loss."

Zhu Bajie tilted his head and his eyes were bright.

Ye Yunyang's hand hidden in his cassock gave Zhu Bajie a thumbs-up sincerely. Good guy, Bajie is definitely a member of the atmosphere group in modern times.

Immortal Zhenyuan thought carefully and felt that it was reasonable, so he simply agreed to Ye Yunyang's proposal.

"Holy Monk, I am slightly older than you. If you don't mind, I will call you my wise brother."

Ye Yunyang waved his cassock and shouted: "Bajie, take out my purple gold bowl, put some soil on it, and put some incense on it. Today we will worship heaven and earth and become brothers."

Immortal Zhenyuan was even more moved when he heard that he used a purple golden bowl to pray to the heaven and earth for the two of them. Legend has it that this purple golden bowl was a treasure given to Ye Yunyang by Master Guanyin. It seemed that Ye Yunyang was sincere in worshiping him.

"Brother, don't worry. When I become successful in the future, I will never forget my generosity."

Ye Yunyang took out the water hyacinth and pretended to drink, took a big sip, drank it, and handed it to Zhenyuan Immortal.

Although Immortal Zhenyuan was confused about when he had donated so generously, he was handed water and it would be stingy not to drink it, so he took a big sip.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing knew what this generous donation meant. Isn't it the ginseng fruit on the tree? The Zhenyuan Immortal just paid homage to the master. After he returned, he found out that it was them. How could he come to find it?

hatred.

"Brother, if anything happens to you in the future, you can come to see your elder brother. Once he breaks his promise, it's hard to follow him!"

Immortal Zhenyuan patted Ye Yunyang's shoulder with great pride.

Ye Yunyang thought to himself, when you go back and find out that we stole your ginseng fruit, I will be grateful if you don't come to seek revenge.

Thinking of this, Ye Yunyang reluctantly looked at Zhenyuan Immortal: "Brother, my dear brother, I can't delay my trip to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. I can't follow you back to chat for a while. I forgive you, my dear brother. I'll wait for my dear brother to come back from his Buddhist scriptures."

, I must go there, let me drink wine and sing.”

Hearing this, Immortal Zhenyuan also had a face full of regret: "Brother, please go quickly, I will wait for you to come back in the temple."

Finally hearing what he wanted to hear, Ye Yunyang immediately ordered his apprentice: "Wukong, go explore the way. Bajie will lead the horse and Wujing will pack his luggage. Let's go back as soon as possible."

After saying that, he quickly mounted his horse and the group headed west in a mighty way.

Only Immortal Zhenyuan was left standing there watching their disappearing figures, and sighed: "Oh, Monk Tang is indeed a good man."
Chapter completed!