Chapter Seven The Dream of the Sword Immortal is Broken, Wukong's Time Is Tranquil
After crossing Shuangcha Ridge, Tang Sen was in a good mood.
The follower never died, but instead eliminated a harm to the people on the border of Datang.
Not only did he not lose anything, but he also gained a bunch of rare ingredients in the space.
I guess the flesh of a monster that has become a spirit should be more delicious.
The most important thing is to have contact with the Heavenly Court. I think Taibai Jinxing should report the situation to the Jade Emperor at this time. Tang Sen is very curious about the Jade Emperor's attitude.
You must know that Tang Sanzang, a mortal who is a devout believer in Buddhism, has the memory of a true spirit, and there may be a golden cicada arranged by a saint behind him. The value of the two is completely different, and the way they are treated is also completely different.
When I'm in a good mood, my steps become much more brisk.
There were no blind beasts running out to attack along the way, which made Tang Sen's idea of taking the opportunity to try his hand in vain.
Seeing Taibai Jinxing killing everyone, Tang Sen's hands felt a little itchy.
If you can't defeat three demon kings who have become spirits, can you still defeat ordinary beasts?
In my previous life, I was a well-behaved ordinary person.
I have been obedient since I was a child, went to school in a disciplined manner, and then went to work in a disciplined manner.
He has always been law-abiding, breaking laws and disciplines seems to be far away from him, and getting into fights is even more out of the question.
Living an ordinary life in a city made of steel and concrete has become a screw for social development, and it is also what the Zhuans call a demographic dividend.
Until the ambitions he once had were wiped out by reality and time, and finally disappeared from everyone, and then died quietly like most ordinary people.
At the beginning, I loudly told the world my dream, that I was a man who determined to become a scientist when I grew up! Soul Dan.
This life is completely different!
My cultivation level, which is still in vain after practicing god-refining, is not fake!
Feeling the surging mana in his body, Tang Sen was very energetic. This time I come back, I will take back everything I lost.
No fights, no girls, no bullies, no spendthrifts...
[Ding, it’s detected that the Shuangcha Ridge disaster has passed. Do you want to receive the reward? 】
Suddenly, the sound of the system brought back Tang Sen's thoughts that were drifting further and further away.
Reward? Is the Taibai Venus or the Jade Emperor behind this level? If it is the Jade Emperor, he will make a lot of money! Thinking of the Haotian Mirror and other innate spiritual treasures as well as countless top-notch magical powers and secrets, Tang Sen swallowed in his heart.
But it shouldn't be possible. Just think about such a good thing in your dreams.
Taibai Jinxing is not bad either. Thinking of that indestructible sword energy, Tang Sen suddenly became excited.
Sword Immortal! That’s the Sword Immortal!
The sword rides on the wind to eliminate demons in the world.
This is almost every man's dream.
"Get it, get it quickly!!!" Thinking that he was about to become a swordsman, Tang Sen couldn't hide the excitement in his voice and hurriedly urged.
[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the magical power of Taibaijin Star - the art of rainbow transformation. 】
Tang Sen:???
System, come out here and I promise not to beat you to death!
Why is it not the magical power of swordsmanship, but the art of transforming into a rainbow? Has my dream of being a swordsman been shattered?
Can I exchange it? I am a man who wants to become a swordsman!
No matter how Tang Sen called in his heart, there was no response from the system.
It's obvious that the system has failed him...
After calming down and thinking about it carefully, the art of transforming into a rainbow is not bad either.
Although it is not as fast as Kunpeng, it is not as fast as Dapeng, it is not as fast as the vertical golden light technique passed down from the saint, and it may not even be able to compare with somersault cloud.
But, what can I do? I won’t give you an exchange!
At least it's much better than the ordinary street goods! The dignified Taibai Jinxing, the Jade Emperor's number one confidant, a rare Daluo Jinxian with great power, his escape skills can't be too bad.
Thinking about it this way, Tang Sen was not that angry anymore. It was just that his initial psychological expectations were too high, and it was inevitable that there would be a gap in reality.
…
As I walked, I reached the end of the road unknowingly.
There is a cliff ahead, which is not very high, about three to four hundred meters.
Below, the road continues forward.
And on this cliff, the scenery is unique.
The sun was about to set, and the lone wild goose flew south. Although the clouds in the sky were thick, there were still strands of golden light falling on the westbound road. Compared with the surrounding peaks on both sides shrouded in the shadow of clouds, that road was
Full of divine glory.
Not far away is a huge mountain peak, shaped like five fingers, towering into the clouds, like a miracle.
Wuzhi Mountain, also known as Liangjie Mountain, is the border of the Tang Dynasty.
After climbing over this mountain, the danger ahead is ten thousand times more dangerous.
The Tang Dynasty was strong, the country was peaceful and the people were safe, and demons were rare. However, the outside world was not so peaceful. Demons slaughtered cities and destroyed countries from time to time. That was a truly cruel disaster.
But why have I ever been afraid? If I don’t dare to fight with all my strength even though I know my life is not in danger, then how can I talk about transcending my destiny? How can I be honored in this life!
It's just a bit of wind and frost.
Tang Sen was filled with pride for a moment.
Since there is a road below, there must be a path leading down from the cliff.
But at this time, Tang Sen couldn't wait any longer. He used his posture, jumped down, and landed steadily, completely stunned!
Wukong, the master is here!!!
…
At this time, Monkey King, who was trapped at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain and could only stretch out one head, held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and counted the birds flying in the sky in boredom.
Tathagata severed his five fingers and formed the Five Finger Mountain, which completely suppressed his body of gods and demons.
And the Buddhist gold-lettered stickers above restricted his magical power.
The majestic Monkey King, the high-spirited Monkey King who once caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, has now become a prisoner like a mortal.
Every day, people came to feed me copper juice and iron pills. When I was bored, I chatted with the ants passing by on the ground and the birds flying in the sky. I survived by relying on the indestructible nature of my body.
Five hundred years passed like this.
Five hundred years have worn away the once arrogant Monkey King. Now he is calm and calm, and the years are peaceful, at least that's what it seems on the surface.
But now, things have taken a turn for the better. A few days ago, Guanyin Bodhisattva came to him and told him to keep a monk in the West to study for Buddhist scriptures. The monk would save him.
No matter what the Buddhist idea is, at least this prison-like life is finally coming to an end.
In this way, Wukong looked into the distance every day, counting the days, and looking forward to the arrival of the monk who was going to the Western Heaven.
Just as Wukong was looking at the sky in a trance, envying the freedom of the birds in the sky as if he were checking in every day, the sky in front of him suddenly turned dark.
When I came back to my senses, I saw in front of me a pair of feet that were neither big nor small, wearing Baina shoes, and then two slender thighs, and then...
Dressed in white clothes, the gentle monk bent slightly and looked at him with a smile.
What kind of monk is this!
He has two curved sword eyebrows on his temples, his eyes are as bright as stars, his face is as pink as powder, his face is like jade, he is warm and clear, he is such a handsome young man.
Even though Sun Wukong was well-informed, none of the gods, Buddhas, monsters, and monsters could match the appearance and temperament of the man in front of him.
But, why is he a monk? There is a fly in the ointment.
"You are the monk who is going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, right? Guanyin Bodhisattva told me that if you let me out, I will protect you from the Western Heaven to obtain Buddhist scriptures. It is a fair deal."
Although Sun Wukong was surprised by the exquisite and unparalleled face of the monk in front of him, his tone was very calm.
I am the Monkey King, I have never seen anything before, so I can keep my expression on my face no matter how surprised I am.
What? How do I know he is a monk going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures?
This ghost place has not seen many people for hundreds of years, but today I happened to meet a monk with an extraordinary appearance and temperament. It just so happened that Guanyin came to warn me a few days ago. If you don't know anything anymore, you should go and have a look at your brain.