Chapter 1127: The Bad Taste of Senior Wu Feng

"Master, open your eyes and take a look!"

Sun Wukong was playing a prank on Tang Sanzang at this moment.

Tang Sanzang didn't dare to open his eyes, so he urged him even more.

"Wukong, I know your intention, but this is a desolate mountain and wild ridge, it's better to hurry on our way."

"Alright, I, Old Sun, know."

Sun Wukong held back his laughter completely at this moment.

Then he led the horse, took Tang Sanzang and the monk Cihang, and left the place together.

Not long after Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang, and the group of three left.

This group of robbers who had been tied under the big tree by Sun Wukong.

All died one after another at this moment.

As a Luo Jinxian, it was easy for Sun Wukong to take the lives of this group of robbers.

The reason he went to such trouble was to avoid leaving any resentment in Tang Sanzang's heart.

After all, Tang Sanzang's previous life was Sun Wukong's good friend, Jin Chanzi.

Therefore, Sun Wukong did not want to have a conflict with Tang Sanzang because of this matter.

I don't know if it was because of that group of robbers, but Tang Sanzang kept urging Sun Wukong to hurry on.

As if moving far away from that place would allow him to forget the images in his mind.

However, the more Tang Sanzang cared about this matter, the more the images in his mind lingered.

So much so that now, under Sun Wukong's leadership, they had arrived at Eagle Sorrow Stream on Mount Shepan.

Facing the constant sound of flowing water, Tang Sanzang didn't pay any attention.

However, Sun Wukong, seeing Eagle Sorrow Stream on Mount Shepan at this moment, thought of the content he had seen in Senior Wu Feng's grocery store before.

'It seems this is Eagle Sorrow Stream on Mount Shepan, the Little White Dragon is about to join the journey to the West.'

'I just don't know what kind of bad taste Senior Wu Feng will make the Little White Dragon endure.'

Yes, Sun Wukong regarded his previous suppression under Mount Wuzhi as Senior Wu Feng's bad taste.

And so, Sun Wukong spoke to Tang Sanzang at this moment:

"Master, the sun has already set; in my, Old Sun's, opinion, why not rest here for the night, and take advantage of this river water to wash up, and the three of us will set off again tomorrow morning!"

Tang Sanzang naturally did not refuse this.

In fact, Tang Sanzang walked to the side of the river at the first opportunity and kept washing his eyes.

"Amitabha, sin! Sin!"

The monk Cihang was the same.

The lethality of what Sun Wukong had done earlier was too great for the two of them, so much so that Tang Sanzang and Cihang, these two ancients.

And even monks who strictly followed the Fomen precepts, could not imagine such things.

And Sun Wukong, on the side, was no longer paying attention to Tang Sanzang and the monk Cihang.

Instead, he activated his Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze and began to search for the figure of the Little White Dragon, Watching Ao Lie.

However, just like before, when Sun Wukong was suppressed under Mount Wuzhi.

The river water of Eagle Sorrow Stream on Mount Shepan was also blessed by Wu Feng's grocery store.

So much so that even though Sun Wukong possessed the Fiery Eyes and Golden Gaze, he could not see through the figure of the Little White Dragon, Watching Ao Lie, hidden under the river water.

"That's right, how could I, Old Sun, see through Senior Wu Feng's actions."

Sun Wukong did not feel any discouragement about this.

After all, in the eyes of the cultivators in the Primordial World who had seen Senior Wu Feng, Senior Wu Feng was a powerhouse far beyond the Great Dao Realm.

It was normal for him, Sun Wukong, not to be able to see through such methods. ===== CHAPTER 1129 =====