Chapter 48 Jump off the cliff to see the Great Sage
Yang Jian can fly, and the three sharp swords are raised in one go. People are light and elegant, and their postures are very beautiful. Chen Yi can fly, but he is only able to learn, and he can't fly far in the air for a long time. Yang Jian laughs so much when he sees this situation. Those who can fly are all gods. Flying like Chen Yi is really insulting the word "god".
Chen Yi was so funny that he looked so angry that he shouted in despair: "I won't go to laugh at me. I can't blame me, the master didn't teach me." At this time, I was in the mountains of Qingcheng and my ears were hot, but I didn't know who was talking about him.
Yang Jian was helpless and had to teach Chen Yi his flying skills. Chen Yi was so smart that he quickly understood the key points.
However, this bald man really has no kind of wisdom, and his lightness and elegance made him stupid. Yang Jian watched him fly, and he could be as fast as he could, but he could feel any beauty.
Chen Yi didn't care about beauty, Yang Jian cared about it. When Yang Jian was flying, he always thought of a fairy with a bald big horse monkey behind him, so that his posture was affected and he became uncomfortable. Yang Jian had to use a spell to cover his body with clouds. [
Finally, I saw a mountain in front of me. It was so strange that there were five peaks, and the mountains stood majestic. It happened to rain that day, and a white water vapor surrounded the mountain, like a white belt tied up. Many clouds and mists rose from the mountain, just like smoke. The five peaks seemed to have life.
"Arrived", Yang Jian dispelled the clouds and mist around him and exposed his body. As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Chen Yi to fly towards the ground.
Chen Yi was puzzled: "I saw the mountain now. It was still far from the mountain. Why did I have to land?"
Yang Jian did not explain to him, and pulled him all the way to the ground. When his feet fell to the ground, Yang Jian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "The monkey head is pressing down at the foot of Wujie Mountain. This monkey head is said to have been pressing for more than a hundred years and has a very irritable temper. He does not allow anyone to fly over the mountain. If there is any violation, he will break one leg at a minimum, and the worst one will be detained by him for a year."
"One year of detention? Sun Wukong is also a gentle lord, that's nothing." Chen Yi was very puzzled by Yang Jian's solemnity. Is that monkey so scary?
"Who can stand that monkey? That bad temper." Yang Jian's eyes were dim, as if he had remembered something.
Maybe Chen Yi's heart was moved when Yang Jian was caught by a monkey, but it was hard to explain such things, so he could only keep them in secret.
"Then how can we get into the mountain?" Chen Yi asked.
Yang Jian looked at him strangely and said, "Of course I'm going in, what else can I do?"
Chen Yi was relieved. He was used to flying and other things and didn't want to walk anymore. This person seemed to be unable to enjoy his happiness. He lost all his basic skills as soon as he enjoyed his happiness. Thinking about what a proud experience it was to walk to Chengdu alone.
Yang Jian pinched the three-sharp knife in his hand. The three-sharp knife was obedient and turned into the size of a small needle. Yang Jian threw the three-sharp knife into his mouth.
Chen Yi was stunned. Why do these powerful people have quirks? Yang Jian's knife is hidden in his mouth and Sun Wukong's golden cudgel is hidden in his ears. He is not afraid of causing harm to himself. Thinking of a needle pricking in his mouth, he felt a little furious.
Yang Jian didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't care what he was thinking. He led the way alone and walked towards Wuzhishan.
This road, there is no one. The Wuzhi Mountain is obviously rare, with weeds and thorns reborn. Even if there was a road, it was covered. But Yang Jian could find the road, and that road could just allow a person to pass by. It seemed to be covered by weeds, but when you step on it, it was hard and down-to-earth. Chen Yi was even more sure that Yang Jian must have lived on this mountain for a long time.
Through a forest, the two found themselves standing in front of a cliff.
Yang Jian looked back at Chen Yi and asked, "Is there any problem when going up here?"
Chen Yi looked at the cliff that was more than twenty feet high and felt scared and said casually: "It may be difficult to get up with manpower alone, so I don't have much confidence."
Yang Jian suddenly showed a mysterious expression and said, "Look at me." He walked to the cliff and reached out to touch the stone wall gently.
Chen Yi couldn't help but feel a timid and shouted: "Don't touch it, you're not a beauty!"[
Yang Jian turned around and smiled, saying, "It's better to be a beauty than a beauty." He held something in his hand, pulled it hard, and pulled out something from it.
Chen Yi was overjoyed when he saw something strange and hurried over.
Yang Jian struggled to pull the thing. When he walked into Wuzhishan, he didn't even dare to use his magic power. Chen Yi reached out and the two of them worked together to pull the thing out of the stone peak. They saw that it was getting longer and longer, and it turned out to be a rope. The rope extended to the top of the cliff. Chen Yi pulled it hard, but the rope was very solid, and he didn't know what material it was made of.
"Haha," Yang Jian laughed in a low voice, "This is Tian Silk. I took a lot of effort to get it done and it will never be damaged."
Chen Yi stared at Yang Jian strangely. Although he had been sure that Yang Jian had lived here for a long time, Yang Jian let out a word and still wanted to pretend to be a little bit. He asked, "What did you do?"
Yang Jian realized that he had let go of his words, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. Cancan said, "Okay, I have lived in this place for a year, and it's all the good things that the monkey did."
"Oh?" Chen Yi's curiosity became even stronger.
"I was caught by him, okay, I didn't know, but occasionally he flew over this mountain and got it down."
Chen Yi didn't say anything, but felt that he could speak. His expectations for Sun Wukong had increased a lot.
He suddenly remembered that he had a treasure on his body, Ruyi Golden Cudgel, which was Sun Hou's head. When he saw him today, would he ask for it from him? He began to feel a little regretful. But he had already walked here, and it was really unreasonable to turn it back. He said that he was right in his heart, and he would have to ask for it. At worst, he would give it to him.
The two of them pulled the rope made of Tian Jian Si and felt very good. They climbed to the top of the cliff but didn't feel any discomfort in their hands.
Standing on the top of the cliff, the breeze blew across his face, and the coolness of Chen Yi fiddled with the rope in his hand and said softly: "Good things, good things."
Yang Jian's eyes shrank slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a contemptuous curve, "Of course it's a good thing. You really have little hair and little knowledge."
"No, it's because of the long hair and little knowledge." Chen Yi returned alertly. This kind of cleverness was meticulous when he was discussing Buddhism in those years, and he replied subconsciously.
Yang Jian didn't take advantage, his eyes turned slightly, and seemed to be thinking about other things again.
No one spoke, and it became quiet.
Suddenly, a sound full of vicissitudes broke the silence in the air. The sound was like a friction sound in the throat, or a rust knife making a sound on the whetstone. It was strange and interesting. The sound shouted: "Since you are here, let's go down and play with Lao Sun, stand there to blow the wind, and blow the bird's energy."
Yang Jian's face suddenly sank, and he seemed a little afraid, but he still answered vigorously: "It's me, Yang Jian, I'll take a look at you."
Chen Yi was startled by the voice at first, but after reacting, he felt that Wukong's words were true and straightforward.
The two continued to walk forward, less than a hundred steps, Yang Jian stopped his pace. Chen Yi didn't pay attention and continued to walk forward. Yang Jian reached out to stop him.
I saw another cliff in front of me. To be precise, it was not a cliff, but a pit that was sunk downwards. The pit was huge, and white fog was constantly emitting from the bottom of the pit, and I don’t know how deep it was.
Chen Yi looked at Yang Jian with anticipation and asked, "How can we go?" He really expected Yang Jian to turn out another rope.[
Yang Jian glanced at Chen Yi and was about to say something.
Sun Wukong's voice came from below and answered Yang Jian. However, this answer made Chen Yi feel helpless, "Jump down!"
Yang Jian nodded slightly.
Chen Yi cursed in his heart, jumped and jumped again, jumped and asked again: "Can you use magic power?"
Yang Jian shook his head.
Sun Wukong shouted below: "Whoever dares to use magic power, will I break whose leg?"
Tianlei Shi suddenly said softly in his mind: "Jump, I make sure you are fine. I seem to feel a familiar friend below me."
Damn, I encouraged me to jump, so let's jump, Chen Yi closed his eyes and jumped down.