The little white dragon cried, and it started to rain heavily in the sky, diluting the miasma of Qiankun Mountain a lot.

"Xiaobai, go back to Xihai to be the third prince, don't worry about me!"

Wukong was pressed to the bottom of the mountain and said strongly.

"Senior Brother, I want to stay with you!"

"What's the use of accompanying me?"

Wukong smiled bitterly, raised his head and joked, "You go back and practice well, wait for you to save me!"

"Senior Brother!"

The little white dragon whimpered and burst into tears.

"Okay, senior brother, I will go back to the West Sea to practice twice as much as possible, and wait for me to save you!"

Xiao Bailong thought about it and not only did it have no effect, but it would also make Wukong sad. It would be better to go back to the West Sea to increase his strength, what if he could save his senior brother.

"Let's go, be careful on the road. If you see Laojun and others, you will run away!"

Wukong reminded.

"I'm leaving!"

The little white dragon turned into a giant dragon and flew away with a whoosh. Although the grief in his heart, it would be useless to stay.

"It's OK, it's all gone..."

Wukong felt inexplicably uncomfortable, "Master, you left Lao Sun, don't worry, as long as I Lao Sun can come out, I will definitely avenge you!"

The heavy rain was still rushing, and Wukong was tearful and his face couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain. He looked up at the sky.

"Master, Wukong misses you!"

Wukong let out a long roar, resounding through the deep valley, raindrops fell ruthlessly, hitting the dust in the miasma.

The raindrops knocked all the dust in the miasma to the ground. This dust was not anything else, but the powder burned to ashes by Tang Monk.

People go to high places, and water flows to low places!

The water flow on the ground gathered more and more. Just now, Laojun used a golden cudgel to smash Tang Monk's deep pit, and it was filled with water, forming a small pool.

The dust-sucked rainwater flowed into the pool, slowly forming a layer of dust from Tang Monk's body at the bottom.

"Master, I still remember that you rescued my old grandson from Wuzhishan and protected you to obtain scriptures in the West. Unexpectedly, now our master and disciple are separated by yin and yang!"

"Every time you encounter a monster, you will lead by yourself and rush forward, and these disciples will see it!"

"Why don't a good person live long? If possible, my old Sun is willing to die for the master!"

"I will be a teacher for life for one day. I, Lao Sun, have avenged you this revenge!"

The water in the deep pit gathers more and more, and the dust seems to have magical power, slowly gathering together, forming a human shape at the bottom of the water.

The rain is still falling, and the raindrops hit the puddle, forming waves of water that are floating around.

After a while, Qiankun Mountain seemed to be washed. Although it was still a black mountain, it became spotless, and even the poisonous miasma became much cleaner!

In the deep pit hundreds of meters, the rain alone was dozens of meters, and the dust of Tang Monk's body settled to the bottom.

It was like a magnet stone, gathering it little by little, hands, feet, eyes, and so on, slowly returning to its prototype.

Click!

A thunder fell in the sky, and Qiankun Mountain seemed to explode, and a golden light burst out from under the puddle, rushing straight into the sky.

"Head hurts so much..."

Tang Monk shook his head and opened his eyes, and the surroundings were blurred.

"Where is this? It looks like it is at the bottom of the water. Could it be that I came to the underworld and was reincarnated?"

Tang Monk said depressedly, "Well, I can't die, I can still travel to the modern society of the 21st century."

"Master, are you awake?"

Suddenly, a system sound came from Tang Monk's mind.

"So it's the system, you're not dead yet!"

"If the master is not dead, the system cannot die!"

"You mean, I'm not dead yet?"

Tang Monk asked curiously.

I feel like I am almost the same as I am dead, and my body cannot move.

"Master, thanks to your Qiankun Bag, when you are hit by external forces, your heart and soul are conditioned reflex, and you hide in the Qiankun Bag and hide. Now you have the possibility of resurrection!"

System explanation.

"My Qiankun bag is so powerful?"

This time, Tang Monk remembered that the names of Qiankun Bag and Qiankun Mountain were similar. At that time, Tang Monk exchanged them from the system mall at an extremely low price.

Unexpectedly, I saved my life today!

"You can't say that, you should be too eager to survive!"

Tang Seng thought about it. If he hadn't been clever and had run to Qiankun Bag to hide, he would have finished playing.

"I might as well die if I was beaten up by the Supreme Lord. I lived so depressedly!"

Tang Seng couldn't help but complain.

"Master, don't be discouraged. If you have my help, your cultivation will be much faster than others!"

System comforting.

"Wacao, why is my body incomplete?"

Tang Monk glanced down and found that except for his head, other places were half-finished, as if he had been gnawed a few times, his body was bumpy.

"The master's body is recovering. Now you are in a translucent state. As long as you recover a little bit every day, you will definitely have a chance to become a complete person!"

Tang Monk opened the system and looked at the rank, and it was still platinum level 5O, and then he let out a long sigh.

If you come back from the dead, you will be fucked if you return to plastic!

"System, am I leaving here now?"

Tang Monk asked.

"The master cannot leave Qiankun Mountain now, because the powder you burned by fire has not been collected completely yet!"

"Okay, if you don't leave, I won't leave. I'll go upstairs first!"

Tang Monk jumped gently and jumped out of the puddle of hundreds of miles.

Qiankun Mountain is strong and Tang Monk is still half-finished, like a piece of paper, a gust of wind blows and is almost blown away.

As soon as I came out of the puddle, I found that there was a person under the mountain not far away, with only one head exposed.

"Goku?"

Tang Seng saw who it was and ran over immediately.

"Wukong, Wukong!"

Tang Monk shouted anxiously.

After shouting for a long time, Wukong did not react at all.

"What's going on? Goku's ear was knocked deaf?"

Tang Seng was angry. Who was so cruel?

"Master, it's not that others can't hear it, because your body has not recovered, and people are transparent, and even if they speak, others can't hear it!"

Warm reminder of the system.

"So that's it!"

Tang Seng knew it.

"Master, what you should do most now is to find a place to practice immediately and repair your body!"

"Um."

Tang Seng nodded, and waited for his recovery to come to Wukong before finding a way to move the mountains on him.

Since he could not communicate normally with Wukong, it was inconvenient for Tang Seng to stay by his side and wasted his time.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a lot of black miasma was blowing.

"This feels so kind!"

Tang Monk narrowed his eyes and felt his body recovering, which accelerated a lot.

"Master, you must be careful, especially during the sensitive period of recovery, when you are attacked by black miasma, it will easily turn you into a villain!"

"Don't talk about anything else, I'll ask you something!"

Tang Monk suddenly remembered something, "If you practice in a place with dense miasma, will your body recover faster?"

I remember that Laojun practiced in Qiankun Mountain before, and was taking advantage of the evil spirit here.

"Master, this is not advisable. Although you can practice, it is not good to make yourself a bad person!"

"It's okay, let's recover first!"

As he said that, Tang Seng got up and walked into the depths of Qiankun Mountain, where there was endless darkness and strong evil spirits.

A stream of black air penetrated into Tang Monk's body.

"This feels so wonderful. No wonder Laojun comes here to practice!"

Tang Monk soon arrived at the abdomen of the deep mountains.
Chapter completed!