On the hillside of Mount Sumeru, surrounded by auspicious clouds and mist, the sun shone brightly and the clouds and mist dispersed, revealing a Buddhist temple.
In the Zen courtyard, the sound of bells and chimes is melodious and the smoke is curling up.
At this time, an old monk was wandering uneasily in the temple, looking to the horizon from time to time, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
"Calculating the time, it's time for Master Tang Sanzang and his disciples to arrive at Huangfengling. Why hasn't Sun Wukong come to find me to succumb to the demon?" he kept mumbling.
This person is the Lord of the Little Sumeru Mountain, the Buddhist Bodhisattva Lingji.
Instructed by the Buddha, it is difficult to find true scriptures. Tang Sanzang had to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties to obtain the scriptures.
Therefore, he also put his pet yellow-haired mink down into the world, hoping to gain some merit and overcome these eighty-one difficulties.
Many Bodhisattva lords in Lingshan do this. They put their mounts down to seek merit. Those who don’t have mounts let them go with children or pets, including Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjusri Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, etc. It seems that even Maitreya Buddha participated.
Bundle.
Everyone knows that this journey to the west is a feast for everyone to share their merits.
But now, if this monkey doesn't come to invite me, what will happen to my merits?
Lingji Bodhisattva was restless.
"Could it be that they have thought of a way to restrain the divine wind of Samadhi?" Lingji Bodhisattva was a little doubtful.
"Impossible, impossible. Only the Dingfeng Pearl can restrain the samadhi divine wind, and only they have the Dingfengzhu Buddhist sect, so they have to ask for it on themselves." Shaking his head, he rejected this view.
"But it's not a problem to wait like this. Let's go to Huangfengling to have a look." Lingji Bodhisattva put on the Wind-fixing Pearl, picked up the Feilong Chan Staff and rushed to Huangfengling to see the situation.
Before leaving, he gave the gatekeeper a teleportation note and told him that if anyone came to see him, he should quickly tell him using the telepathy note.
Then he confidently rode the clouds towards Huangfengling.
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huangfengling
The four disciples looked at the yellow wind monster on the ground. It was already dead and had returned to its original form of a yellow-haired marten.
"This monster couldn't help but beat him, and he accidentally killed him." Xiao Bailong said apologetically.
"I'm not bragging. I, the old pig, can beat ten of these monsters. Senior brother, you can't beat this kind of monster." Zhu Bajie mocked Sun Wukong next to him. He had not forgotten that he was killed by Sun Wukong in Gaolaozhuang.
After a violent beating, although they reconciled in the end, it was a rare opportunity to use words to increase the hatred value.
When he turned around, he was beaten away by Sun Wukong with a stick.
"This monster is a waste. If it hadn't been for Huang Feng, I, the old Sun, would have taught him how to be a monster in no time." Sun Wukong was so angry that he couldn't calm down. His reputation was ruined and he was even laughed at crazily by a pig.
"Okay, it's just a little demon, ready to go." Tang Sen urged urgently. There was the Liusha River in front of him, and his cultivation gift package was right in front of him. How could he not hurry up and hurry up.
Sha Monk is waiting to become a teacher and can finally improve his cultivation level again! I remember that the last upgrade happened last time.
The group of four quickly set foot on the road to continue westward, and no one paid much attention to this incident.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for surviving the "Yellow Fengling" disaster. The person behind the plan is Lingji Bodhisattva, and the reward is the "Flying Dragon Cloud Staff". ]
Looking at the flying dragon cloud staff appearing in his hand, Tang Sen smiled.
The Lingji Bodhisattva is a poor man. He doesn’t have many magical powers and all of them are cheap goods. The only treasures that can be regarded as treasures are the Wind-fixing Pearl and the Flying Dragon Cloud Staff given to him by the Buddha. It’s not rare to have one of the Wind-fixing Pearls.
, this flying dragon cloud staff is a good acquired spiritual treasure, it can transform into a flying dragon to kill enemies.
Putting away the Flying Dragon Cloud Staff, Tang Sen did the math and found that he had quite a few weapons.
However, the Nine-layered Demonic Tower is not suitable for use against enemies. The nine-ringed tin staff can hit people and undermine the demeanor of an eminent monk. However, the Flying Dragon Cloud Staff is better. It can be used as a guide when not in use, and it can also be used against enemies in war. It is a very practical weapon.
Oh, by the way, after the Shenlong Order was used last time, the power of the Ancestral Dragon was completely destroyed, and the treasures became ordinary and were thrown into the corner by themselves.
He handed the Shenlong Token in his hand to Xiao Bailong. As soon as he got it, Xiao Bailong felt that his blood was connected, and his own Shenlong blood was faintly boiling.
"Xiao Bai, this is the Shenlong Order, the token left by the Ancestral Dragon. After being plotted by Lu Ya last time, the power of the Ancestral Dragon has dissipated. Now it can only be used to cleanse the blood of the dragon clan. Now I will give it to him."
Here you go, don’t live up to my expectations.”
The Dragon Clan has always had a legend in the Dragon Clan about the Divine Dragon Order. Master Zulong has a treasure that can increase the concentration of the Dragon Clan's bloodline and improve the Dragon Clan's talents. However, everyone only knows that there is such a thing, but they have never seen it.
Until Lord Zulong passed away, this treasure disappeared and never appeared again.
Now, this legendary treasure is in his hands, as unreal as a dream.
Although I have never seen it myself, and I really don’t know what it looks like, Xiao Bailong is sure that it is the token in his hand. The fluctuations of the same origin and veins cannot be faked, and the boiling blood and the desire hidden in it are even more...
No fakes allowed.
This is too valuable.
Xiao Bailong was choked up and speechless.
Seeing Xiao Bailong's moved expression, Tang Sen patted him on the shoulder and joked with a smile.
"Use it now, maybe I will regret it later."
Knowing that the master was really joking, Xiao Bailong nodded heavily, "Yeah!".
Put the Shenlong Token in the palm of your hand, bite your finger, and drip blood on the token. The token emits a gleaming light, accompanied by the faint roar of the dragon.
Pressing his fingers, which were still dripping with blood, on the token, the token turned into a beam of light and slowly flowed into the little white dragon's body.
At the same time, the little white dragon's body erupted with a tyrannical power, and then became calm again.
But the little white dragon can feel that he is slowly evolving. Although it is slow, it is more durable. His natural bloodline is also being rebuilt and gradually becoming perfect. This, given time, may really turn into another ancestral dragon.
The incident happened between the two of them. Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were exploring the road ahead, but they did not notice it, and the two of them rushed on their way without delay.
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On the other side, Lingji Bodhisattva, who was riding clouds towards Huangfengling, felt a light touch in his hand. He lowered his head and saw that it was empty.
I couldn't help but fall into deep doubt, doubting life.
Where's my staff? Where's my big staff?
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At this time, Master Tang Sen and his disciples were blocked by a large river, with wild waves and turbulent waves.
There wasn't even a boat on the river.
"Master, there is a monument over here." Sun Wukong in the distance called everyone over.
Pushing aside the weeds, Tang Sen looked at the inscription on it and read: "The boundary of eight hundred quicksands, the depth of three thousand weak waters. Goose feathers cannot float, and reed flowers sink to the bottom."
Liusha River has arrived.
Then his last apprentice was here, as well as the cultivation gift package. Tang Sen looked happy.
Just as he was speaking, there was a wave on the surface of the Liusha River, and a humanoid monster with red hair and a blue indigo face surfaced, riding a whirlwind straight towards Tang Sen.
Sun Wukong came up to him with a stick, and the two of them locked hands, and it was hard to tell who was better for a while.
Seeing Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong surrounding them, the monster quickly ran away, plunged into the water, and disappeared.
"It's all your fault. When I saw that I was about to capture the monster, I was scared and ran away by you." Seeing that the monster had escaped, Sun Wukong complained to the two people who caught up with him.
"Brother, don't be angry, don't we also want to help you capture this monster? Who knew this monster was so timid and escaped." Zhu Bajie kept smiling and apologized repeatedly.
"Someone has to go into the water to lure him out now." Tang Sen also gathered around.
"My grandson is good at land battles and air battles, but he is not good at water battles. In the water, my ability is not as good as 1/20." Sun Wukong looked a little embarrassed.
"Although my dragon clan is born close to water, the weak water is too powerful and extremely heavy. My dragon body cannot stay in the weak water for a long time." The little white dragon also said awkwardly, as a dragon is also afraid of water.
It's embarrassing enough, but there is no way. Weoshui is a famous forbidden area in the Three Realms, and the Dragon Clan cannot easily touch it.
"Master, let me go. When I was the Marshal of Tianpeng in the sky, I was in charge of the Tianhe navy. I am very familiar with this weak water. I remember back then, when I crossed three thousand miles of weak water, all the immortals in heaven
Everyone admires me, so I was given the position of Marshal Tianpeng, commanding a hundred thousand Tianhe navy. I think back then..."
"Okay, master knows, Bajie, go quickly."
Seeing that Zhu Bajie deviated from the topic while talking, and started to tell the powerful stories of the past in a gushing manner. Tang Sen couldn't help but interrupt.
"Okay, let me go, old pig." After saying that, he picked up the nine-tooth rake and jumped into the weak water with a "plop".
On the shore, the little white dragon followed to protect Tang Sen. Sun Wukong cast an invisibility spell and flew in the air, waiting for the monster to show its head and hit him.
After burning the incense for a while, bubbles appeared on the water surface, as if it had boiled.
Knowing that the monster was about to come out, Sun Wukong calmed down and tightly grasped the golden cudgel in his hand, hoping to kill him with one blow.
"Crash." Two figures rushed out of the water at the same time, flew high into the air and started fighting. There was only a ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sound.
Suddenly, Sun Wukong removed his invisibility technique and swept over with a stick.