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Chapter 9: Three White Dragons in Eagle's Sorrow

When Tang Sanzang saw Guanyin Bodhisattva leaving, he put away his disguise and returned to his original sloppy appearance.

"Well……"

Xiaobailong was stunned for a moment. This was really what Guanyin Bodhisattva told him before, a gentle and elegant person to seek scriptures?

I am afraid that Guanyin Bodhisattva has any misunderstanding of the four words "gentle"?

I am afraid that I have sent some false letters, so I am so gentle and elegant?

"Master."

Although I felt that the monk in front of me was not very serious, Xiao Bailong still called Master respectfully.

What can he do, he is also desperate!

On the surface, he fell to this point because he destroyed the treasure given by the Jade Emperor, but in fact only the powerful dragon clan knew about it.

He carries the hope of the entire dragon clan!

After the first catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the Dragon Clan has been declining and has now completely become a vassal of the Heavenly Court!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting his disciple Xiaobailong Ao Lie and obtaining the supernatural powers "Fa Tianxiang Earthly"!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining several cultivation levels!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's cultivation level for improving to the peak of the Earth Fairyland!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host's cultivation level for improving to the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for 1,000 years of Taoism!"

A series of system prompts sounded, feeling his magic power became more powerful and his cultivation level increased rapidly. Tang Sanzang also had a strong smile on his face.

It’s amazing. I don’t have to practice, but I directly upgraded to the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. As for the supernatural power "Fa Tian Xiang Earth", although it appears frequently in the novel, it is not an ordinary person, but a first-class supernatural power. When used, it can transform into a size of thousands of feet.

Universal does not mean ordinary.

"The Seventy-Two Changes of Earth Evils" can also change the body shape, but its limit is only a thousand feet, and its power is not as powerful as "The Legend of the World".

Looking at the entire book of "Journey to the West", only Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong have used the supernatural powers of "Father Heaven and Earth".

Therefore, this "Fa Tian Xiang Earth" is not really common, it is just used in many novels.

“These 1,000 years of Taoism…”

Tang Sanzang narrowed his eyes and threw his thoughts on the panel of Xiao Bailong.

Dragon Clan: Ao Lie (Little White Dragon)

Cultivation level: late stage of Golden Immortal Realm

Potential: Eight Stars

Magic weapon: Tianlong Sword (mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure)

Supernatural powers: "Walking in the Clouds and Rain", "Marking the Five Thunders"...

Kung Fu: "The Dragon Transformation"

"Can you fight Wukong for so long in the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm? It seems that the little white dragon has been underestimated."

Tang Sanzang glanced at Xiaobailong and thought to himself.

As an attempt by the Dragon Clan to struggle with the declining fate during the Journey to the West, the little white dragon has different strengths. Even if it is because of Sun Wukong's fear of water, the little white dragon can fight Sun Wukong for so long, which is enough to show his extraordinaryness.

"Huzi, come here and continue to discover your truth, goodness and beauty for your teacher."

After coming back to his senses, Tang Sanzang waved to General Yin.

“Truth, goodness, beauty?”

Xiao Bailong, who had just become a disciple, looked at Tang Sanzang with some confusion. Why is his master not related to truth, goodness and beauty?

"Yes! Master!"

When General Yin heard this, his face showed joy and he hurriedly ran to Tang Sanzang and squatted down.

Now Tang Sanzang has 1,400 years of Taoism left in his hands, and among the three disciples, he is only enough to improve General Yin's cultivation.

"It's enlightening!"

One hand was pressed on General Yin's head, and Daoxing was infused into his body for 1,000 years.

"boom!"

With a demonic aura, and a fluctuation of aura, General Yin broke through to the middle stage of Xuanxian Realm!

"this……"

The little white dragon was stunned and looked at Tang Sanzang in a daze.

Good guy, what is this? I will improve my cultivation out of thin air. Could it be that the so-called truth, goodness and beauty really exist, and the master really has the ability to discover truth, goodness and beauty?

Is this too mysterious?

"Hey, junior brother, follow the master and go straight to the future!"

Sun Wukong patted Xiao Bailong on the shoulder and said, "He is not a vengeful personality. Since Xiao Bailong has become his junior brother, he naturally will not care about the small conflicts before."

"The master has his own destiny, and the disciples are willing to take care of his work, and the disciples are willing to take care of the master!"

The little white dragon transformed into the white horse he had eaten before, and there was no difference in even the pornographic film.

"Disciples, continue traveling westward and go to Lingshan to find Tathagata to rob... to obtain the scriptures!"

Tang Sanzang rode on the back of a white dragon horse and said proudly.

The group went west again, and there was no episode worth mentioning on the road. There were some little monsters that didn't require Sun Wukong to take action, so General Yin just cooked them casually.

Tang Sanzang also had itchy hands several times, used the magical power of "Fa Tian Xiang Earth" and turned into a fat white monk a hundred feet tall. He used the "Cassociation and Demon-Subduing Power" and directly pressed his head to beat the little demon below the Heavenly Fairyland.

I continued to walk without any twists and turns along the way for two months, and time was fast, and in a blink of an eye it was already early spring.

The mountains and forests are green in color, and the plants and trees sprout green; the plum blossoms fall, and the willow eyes are just beginning to bloom.

"There seems to be a place where people are in front of you."

Tang Sanzang looked ahead from afar. In the valley, there were heavy palaces and pavilions and hidden towers.

"Master has been sleeping in the open for a long time, and there are either temples or temples in front of you. Brothers and brothers rushed to the road and went to the front to sleep." General Yin's eyes lit up and he said loudly.

"What the eldest brother said!"

Sun Wukong nodded, and the White Dragon Horse also accelerated its pace.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang nodded with relief. These disciples were all very filial!

I just don’t know what kind of disaster is ahead, and which monster wants to worship Tang Sanzang?

The crowd rushed towards the mountain gate. It was indeed a temple, with the words "Guanyin Zen Temple" written on it.

Tang Sanzang got off his horse, General Yin stopped the burden and was about to go forward to knock on the door, but the door opened and a monk came out of it.

"What is this!!"

The monk was startled by Sun Wukong with a thunderous face and a thunderbolt mouth.

"Amitabha, this is my disciple, who is disgusted and kind. I am the Tang Dynasty in the East... I want to stay for one night."

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said politely.

Hearing this, the monk looked at Tang Sanzang carefully. This monk from the Tang Dynasty from the East is indeed good. This cassock is extraordinary. The master likes to collect cassocks the most.

Some thoughts flashed through my mind that monks should not have, and the monk hurriedly led Tang Sanzang and his group into it.

Sun Wukong tied the horse, General Yin stopped the burden and went in with Tang Sanzang.

Since he encountered a temple, Tang Sanzang naturally wanted to be a monk. At least, he looked like a devout monk on the surface, so he went to the Golden Palace to worship the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

The monk went to beat the drum. Sun Wukong's eyes swept, his eyes lit up, and he jumped onto the crossbar that was hitting the bell. He just kept hitting the bell and played quite presumptuously for a while.

"Dangdangdang..." The rapid sound of the bell alarmed, and in a short while, all the monks of all sizes in the temple were alarmed.

"Where did the savages come from, slamming the bells randomly?"

The owner of the nursing home said tremblingly.

"Hey! You don't understand. My old grandson is called "a monk hitting a bell for one day!"

Sun Wukong jumped off the clock, landed in front of the old courtyard owner, and said with a grin.

"Wukong, don't be rude."

Tang Sanzang said with a smile.

Sun Wukong escaped from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain and was often depressed along the way. It was rare that he became a monkey's naughty character today, so Tang Sanzang naturally would not scold him.

"The old home master, my disciple is polite."

Tang Sanzang bowed to the old courtyard owner.

"The little monk under the disciple said that you are the masters from the Dongtu Tang Dynasty. I came out to take a look. I wonder how far is the Dongtu Tang Dynasty here?"

The turbid gaze of the old courtyard owner stayed on the robe on Tang Sanzang for a long time before he moved away reluctantly.

Tang Sanzang would not put away the brocade robe and just put it on his body, and he was not afraid of thieves' concern.

Poor, this old courtyard owner lived for more than two hundred years and liked to collect all kinds of precious robes, but he had never seen such a beautiful robes. He became unconsciously greedy in his heart and began to inquire about Tang Sanzang's background.

"I went out of the border of Chang'an and traveled west for more than 5,000 miles, and then crossed the Two Realms Mountains. Along the way, I took over a group of small disciples, and walked through the Haji Kingdom in Xifan, and walked for another two months. I'm afraid there are still five or six thousand miles to build a treasure mountain lightly."

Tang Sanzang said with a gentle expression.

"It's also thousands of miles away. I wasted my life, but I haven't even been out of the mountain gate several times. It's really a good place to watch the sky."

The old courtyard owner sighed, and his greedy eyes swept over Tang Monk's colorful cassock without any trace.

A cassock is a good cassock.

Seeing this, Tang Sanzang sneered in his heart.
Chapter completed!
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