"If the Buddha forgives you, then what do I, Zhen Yuanzi, need to do?"
A majestic voice was heard, and Zhen Yuanzi appeared high in the sky in front of them, looking down at the four of them with a cold gaze.
When they saw Zhen Yuanzi, their faces changed drastically.
Before Jin Chanzi could speak, Liu'er Mihou stepped forward and blocked his way.
"Master, go first. I'll hold him off."
"Just your monkey head?" Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and waved his hand.
【The Universe in Your Sleeves】
The huge suction force sucked all four masters and apprentices into Qiankun's sleeves, and then turned around and returned.
…
At Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi threw the four people down and tied them to the stone pillars in the temple with ropes.
"Someone, come and hit me!"
Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and returned to his seat of honor.
"Hit the monkey head, no, hit the golden cicada."
Upon receiving the order, the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple took their whips and walked towards Jin Chanzi.
Bang!
With one whip, the golden cicada's skin was torn into pieces.
"ah!"
Jin Chanzi's screams spread.
He was a mortal, and he endured the whipping, which was real pain.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, it was me who stole the ginseng fruit, and it was also me who destroyed your ginseng fruit tree. Everyone has to take responsibility for their own actions. There is no need to hit my master, right?" The six-eared macaque was very anxious.
"You are so easy. Tathagata asked you to obtain the scriptures. You must have an indestructible body. Beating you is not a good thing for you."
Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly, waved his hand, and signaled his disciples to continue.
"Don't worry, my disciple. This punishment should be borne by the master. I failed to manage you well and caused trouble, and then I ran away with you."
"The teachings are not strict, allowing the disciples to steal and destroy other people's treasures, and even trying to escape at night. People in the Buddhist sect are no more than this, and I am so lucky to treat you as an old friend."
Zhen Yuanzi almost burst into curses.
He has been a nice guy for too long, and others think he is easy to bully.
This treat was tricked into causing him to lose more than a dozen ginseng fruits, which ripen only once every ten thousand years. Losing half of them made him feel heartbroken.
"Hit me."
"ah!!"
Jin Chanzi's screams spread again.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, I am willing to compensate you with the ginseng fruit tree." The six-eared macaque said anxiously.
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that he laughed.
"What are you going to give me as compensation? Do you think ginseng fruit is a peach from a tree? Legend has it that eating the flesh of a golden cicada can make you immortal. I want to eat its flesh? That's fine. I like to eat fried golden cicadas. Come on, get the pan ready and heat the oil."
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