Chapter 454 Lu Wu: I feel like my body is hollowed out
With a local volunteer guide.
The westward journey of the two brothers of the Chen family started directly, or in other words, they encountered more dangerous difficulties. After the Malaysian bandit named Shi Pantuo found that he could not defeat the monk, after thinking deeply, he once wanted to kill the ranger.
Caught.
Very simple, right.
I can't beat you, and I can't beat the guy next to you?
Then he was beaten violently for the second time.
The Tang Dynasty Ranger used the Tang sword in his hand to turn it into a spinning top.
In the end, the arrogant ranger sat directly on the horse bandit's back and was carried all the way.
The poor horse bandit could only curse in his heart and use his own subjective initiative.
Imagine the proud knight of the Tang Dynasty as a beauty from the Central Plains.
Only then did I comfort my poor heart and reluctantly finished the journey.
They chose to bypass Yumen Pass, fetch water from under the beacon tower, and then rely on this little water to cross the 800-mile quicksand desert. Although they were careful enough, it was still extremely dangerous to sneak into the oasis guarded by the Tang army to secretly fetch water.
These are the real elites of the Tang Empire.
Shi Pantuo's calves were trembling as he looked at the two extremely courageous people in front of him.
Is there anything wrong with you Tang people?
Professional Malaysian bandits feel that they are so cowardly and harmless that they are no different than the little white rabbits raised at home.
He wanted to say more than once, "Two grandfathers, let's forget it."
After the group dispersed, everyone went back to their respective homes to find their wives.
While he was getting water, his hand trembled, and he discovered it just like that.
A chilling cry: "Bring the torch!"
You Xiaer subconsciously held the Tang Dao, his eyebrows slightly darkened.
The heart beats fast.
At that moment, it was like holding the Crouching Tiger Order, and an indescribable temperament emerged from the bottom of my heart. That kind of domineering, that kind of evil spirit, it was like having once fought back and forth among thousands of armies, like
I have competed with the best generals in the world, and I feel calm and composed.
Shi Pantuo's face was covered in evil spirits.
In a daze, I saw this young man charging among thousands of troops, as if he was fighting against thousands of troops alone, arrogant and arrogant.
The horse bandit came back to his senses with a face full of despair.
Who is the horse bandit?!
Who the hell is the murderer!
Could it be that our colleagues in the Tang Dynasty are already pretending to be harmless monks to lure people into taking the bait?
Is the competition that fierce?
In the end, the ranger's sword was not unsheathed.
Because when the general at the border shouted to bring a lamp, the bald monk who was squatting in the grass had to stand up. Later in the record, Master Xuanzang told everyone that this was because the general at the border actually happened to have both sexes.
He is a Buddhist.
In fact, the memory of the horse bandit faithfully recorded that scene.
When the border general of the Tang Dynasty saw a tall monk with broad shoulders and a two-meter-three-meter Zen staff standing up slowly, even the moonlight in the desert was obscured. The general's movements abruptly changed from looking down to looking down.
, and finally turned into looking up, until a large shadow fell on his face.
The monk inserted his Zen staff into the ground, as heavy as a battering ram, clasped his hands together and said:
"The poor monk wants to go out."
They were released just like that, incredibly.
The horse bandit couldn't believe it at all.
Later, I experienced many things, and I thought about it clearly, but even at that time, I only dared to write down the sentence "The mage has a majestic body" at this time.
Later, because the knight-errant really felt bored, Xuanzang thought for a while and gave him a suggestion: "Why don't you record what you experience every day?" The monk smiled and said, "In that case
, it’s easier to pass the time, so it’s not that difficult.”
The knight-errant Chen Yuan was very excited.
Then he felt a little less confident and said, "But Xuanzang, you know me."
"I haven't studied much at all, so writing it would probably be quite boring."
Xuanzang laughed and said, "It's nothing."
He nonchalantly handed the water bag to Chen Yuan and said, "When I go back, I'll just polish it up for you. Maybe you can use this to leave your name in this era."
So the ranger really started to record these things.
I thought it would be very difficult at first, but once I got started, I realized that it was actually not as difficult as I thought. I don’t know why, but I seemed to be very used to doing these things, and I was able to record many things easily.
The Malaysian bandit was bored and began to record things on the stone tablet.
He originally wanted to run away, but with the eight hundred miles of quicksand and the little water he got from the beacon tower, it was difficult to run back. In other words, if he ran back, he would probably be shot into a hornet's nest by the Tang army.
, so I had no choice but to follow him honestly.
In the end, the reason why he chose to stay completely was because the monk actually gave him and Chen Yuan drinking water and food. They didn't realize that the monk's water bag actually contained sand until the fifth day.
, when the monks who were as powerful as gods fell.
The two of them were hurriedly planning to give him water, and then they discovered what the monk had done.
No one knows how such a warrior who consumed so much every day could go without food or drink for five days and four nights. The ranger at that time picked up the last water bag, fed Xuanzang water, and took the rest with him.
Drinking water, ride the red horse and run out to find water.
"You guard him here."
Chen Yuan stared at the horse bandit, raised his hand and drew his sword.
During this journey to the west, his martial arts skills had unknowingly improved to a level far beyond what he had been before. With just a slight shake of his palm, the domineering sword energy came out straight and horizontally, leaving a huge circle on the ground.
The dense flow of sword energy insulated the body from the heat to a certain extent.
Regardless of comparison with the monks, this knight-errant had already conquered Luoyang at a young age.
At this moment, his swordsmanship is already extremely high.
The ranger sneered: "If you run away, I will kill you in heaven and on earth."
Then he left half of the water and galloped away on horseback.
Shi Pantuo originally planned to leave, but looking at the monk's eyes tightly closed, he thought that during these times, like a Buddha or a god, he always maintained high ambition and guided his monk, and if the monk hadn't mixed the water with
If the food was divided, he might not be able to survive until now.
Finally, the horse bandit sighed, dragged the monk to the shadow of a stone, and said to himself: "I can't live with such a little water."
"Monk of the Tang Dynasty, I'm not here to save you, I just don't want to be stabbed to death by that ranger with his sword."
He had absolutely no hope that the ranger could come back.
After all, there is so little water and the wind and sand are blowing, so it is very difficult to come back.
Later, he recalled that he did not choose to bring a water bag at this time, and even killed the monk and left with a water bag to collect the blood, as the bandits would do. After all, it was because he could not survive with the blood.
In just a few days of life, I can no longer do anything to this monk, and I can no longer tell the difference clearly.
But in the end, the ranger actually broke through the wind and sand and found the oasis.
And the monk survived because of this.
Finally, they arrived at Yiwu, the first small country in the Western Region, and the barriers between the three of them were virtually broken. Even though the monk had experienced the danger of life and death, he still had an optimistic smile, and even
Yu comforted Chen Yuan, thought for a long time, and finally said: "Want to drink?"
Chen Yuan was stunned, then became furious.
Finally I couldn't help but stroke the monk's bald head wildly.
"The last time I had a drink, I wrapped you up in Chang'an."
"Did you want to throw me here while drinking this time?!"
"I'm telling you, if anyone comes back with wine again, I'll beat him to death!"
The monk was not annoyed and allowed him to complain.
Shi Pantuo twitched the corners of his mouth and silently hid the wine in his sleeve.
………………
Modern·Human·West Kunlun.
Wei Yuan looked peaceful and was sleeping.
Queen Mother Xi finally slowly realized something was wrong. It took too long.
There is a saying about Huang Liang Yimeng in human legends. The memory recall is not too long, so the second level should end soon, but this guy has already exceeded the recall time of ordinary people several times, and he almost wants to sink into it.
Similar.
The recalled memories will be the most critical aid in crossing the third level.
Most likely it is a memory about some kind of tempering state of mind.
But...what on earth have you experienced that has taken you so long?
Queen Mother Xi silently withdrew her gaze and noticed the mirror.
At this moment, this magic weapon is still absorbing the power from Lu Wu.
The clone of Queen Mother of the West counted the time, and a strange smile appeared on Yongrong's face.
At this moment, many mountain gods hurried to the Kunlun Mountains in the West Mountain Realm. In the past few days, it was deduced that when the Kunlun Mountain Protector Lu Wu revived, even the old mountain master of the Chongwu Mountain came. He
He also planned to ask for a favor for Wei Yuan and Lu Wushen.
However, all the mountain gods waited for a long time and could not wait for Lu Wu to recover.
The old mountain master looked up hesitantly.
Many mountain gods and water gods saluted and cast spells: "I respectfully invite the Great Master Lu Wu..."
Magical powers connect the inside and outside.
It seems as if a huge mirror is illusoryly emerging. Outside are the respectful gods of the Xishan Realm, and inside is a dark and deep place. The huge and great God of Kunlun, Lu Wu, is in it. Today is the day of his resurrection.
.
There was no response for a long time.
The gods had no choice but to call out again: "Your Majesty, Lord Lu Wu..."
The spell is strengthened again and the voice can be heard clearly.
Then, many mountain gods heard a strange sound.
The sound is so loud and noisy...
It's hard to hear.
Along with the rise and fall of Lu Wushen's body, the sound also became louder and quieter.
It's kind of like... it's like...
When the gods were in awe and didn't dare to think or say anything at all.
I don’t know who muttered something:
"Where did the cat snore?!"
"Why is it so unpleasant? I have never heard such an unpleasant snoring sound..."
Master Chongwu Mountain: “…………”
Liusha River God: “…………”
There was such embarrassment that you could use your toes to snap out a piece of dead silence of the Chinese model. Suddenly, with the fluctuation of mana, the spell was forcibly interrupted by the Kunlun Gods here. It was surprising that this could make Lu Wu die in front of everyone.
The scene stopped, and one of the leading Kunlun Gods barely maintained his solemnity, and said with a stiff face:
"God Lu Wu has not yet awakened... the gods will return soon."
"This is."
The gods looked at each other strangely and did not dare to mention what had just happened. However, when asked when they would come again, the Kunlun gods failed to give a proper explanation, and the gods had no choice but to retreat. The Kunlun gods were also shocked and confused.
According to Lu Wushen's calculations, it is impossible for such a situation to occur.
Did something unexpected happen that greatly consumed Lu Wushen's power?
It actually caused Lu Wushen to fall into a deep sleep again.
He was greatly puzzled, but somewhat relieved.
Fortunately, it was stopped in time, and these mountain gods and water gods also knew how powerful it was.
To some extent, the reputation and dignity of the mountain god Lu Wu were protected.
It won’t lead to social death…
He didn't notice the scene at this moment at all.
Among the gods of mountains and seas who retreated, beside Changcheng, the God of Liusha River.
The water ghost adjusted his glasses.
Silently he hid the miniature camera in his arms.
PS: Today’s first update... It’s over in these two days~ I don’t plan to delay it too long, and to be honest, I still want to tell the real Tang Xuanzang... At least in the desert, he is real
He spent five days and four nights without eating or drinking.