Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 293 Little Black Dragon

Little Bailong is covered all over at the moment, so there is still a little bit of white?
After being burned by Nanming Lihuo, his whole body was black like charcoal. Not only that, but just like back then, Nanming Lihuo dried up all the coldness in his blood, and his mana was almost consumed.

The third prince of Xihai was lying on the hillside, panting heavily, and he was in a panic, but after hearing Mo Chen's words, his expression changed, and regardless of his own pain, he flew up suddenly, wanting to Flee towards the distance.

It turned out to be that Great Sage Burning Heaven. There is a gap between me and him. Is this calling to take my life?

After the fame of the Great Sage Burning Heaven has been spread over the years, he basically knows everything he should know, and Xiao Bailong is no exception. He thinks he is not the opponent of this son-in-law of Bibotan Chenglong Kuai, and he even has a fight with this monster clan master. Sheng has formed a grudge, he came to find himself, what else can he do besides kill himself?Don't run and wait to find death?
As for the Bodhisattva's instructions, the Buddhist scriptures, etc., have long been forgotten, and these things have to be lived alive.

Seeing the little black dragon trying to slip away at an extremely fast speed, Mo Chen shook his head, stretched out his hand, and there was a huge suction force in the sleeve robe, and Ao Lie had no time to resist, and was taken in.

With supernatural powers in his sleeves, the Sun Monkey at the peak of Jinxian can't resist it, let alone the little Bailong in the early days of Tianxian?
"How about it, monkey, remember what you said!" Mo Chen flew to the monkey with his hands behind his back and said in a very chic manner.

Unexpectedly, Monkey Sun's eyeballs were bright, and he came up and grabbed Mo Chen's hand and said: "Okay, you crow has some skills, what kind of flame is that, it feels better to Lao Sun than Lao Jun's alchemy furnace!" The samadhi flame in the fire is even stronger, teach my old grandson?"

The character of the monkey makes him happy when he sees the treasure. In the original book, in front of Laojun, he wanted to secretly confuse the treasure with golden horns and silver horns. Mo Chen used such a magical power, so he couldn't help being greedy.

Things like Nanming Lihuo don't have fire seeds and blood, so they can't teach them. Mo Chen's own fire seeds have been eaten by the real fire of the sun. Where can he get one for the monkey?

Besides, even if you can get it, he won't teach it to the monkey, maybe you just taught him, and he turns around and burns you.

So Mo Chen didn't pick up this topic, just flicked his sleeves and threw the little black dragon out. Ao Lie, who was originally hundreds of feet long, was now reduced to only a few feet in size by Mo Chen. He said: "This is the West Sea." The third prince, Ao Lie, somehow came to this small mountain stream, it's freezing cold, why don't we roast him and eat him?"

"Don't, don't eat me..." The little black dragon on the ground panicked when he heard that Mo Chen was going to roast him, and begged for mercy.

"That's fine, but this little dragon has a magical power of ice. I'm afraid he won't be familiar with the flames. Why don't you teach my grandson your magical power of fire? My grandson helped you clean him up. Guoshan, my old grandson has a lot of barbecue game!" The monkey's eyeballs rolled around, and he was focused on defrauding Nanming Lihuo from Mo Chen.

Mo Chen paid him no attention, just stretched out his hand, and suddenly a pool of flames appeared on the ground, and he stretched out his hand to throw the little black dragon into it.

"Amitabha!"

Tang Seng, who had been crying all the time, spoke suddenly, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, but he said with an extremely serious face: "The monk is merciful, Donor Mo is better not to kill casually, let's let it go."

Mo Chen sneered and said, "I'm not a monk. He ate our horse, and I ate his meat. Isn't it fair?"

Seeing that Mo Chen couldn't be persuaded, and Mo Chen was not his apprentice, and he couldn't use the magic spell, Tang Seng Zhan Wu Scum could only silently proclaim the Buddha's name, thinking that he would recite a sutra for this black dragon later.

That Ao Lie was caught in Mo Chen's hand, and he felt that there was an incomparably majestic magic power coming from that palm, and he couldn't break free at all. Seeing that he was going to die, he didn't care about being afraid, and opened his mouth and cursed: "You kill me today!" The evildoer, the lowly crow, robbed my princess, but also killed me, and when I enter the reincarnation and return to the reincarnation, I must avenge this!"

Mo Chen was not angry when Ao Lie scolded him, instead he said: "Don't worry, I will definitely destroy your mind and mind, and you are not eligible for reincarnation. It's not like you don't know the power of Nanming Lihuo?"

As soon as he heard that he was going to be beaten to death, Xiao Bailong cursed even more fiercely, but as Mo Chen's hand got closer and closer to the fire, Xiao Bailong became more and more flustered, changed his tone, and begged for mercy loudly.

Who in the world is not afraid of death?

Back then when he dared to go to the Heavenly Court, he was certain that he could be reincarnated even if he was slashed on the dragon-cutting platform. Besides, if he didn't go, the whole family of the Dragon King of the West Sea would suffer, so he had to go.

In the current scene, it is clear that Mo Chen wants his life, can he not panic?

Mo Chen threw it casually, and the little black dragon fell straight into the fire. Feeling the heat wave getting closer and closer to him, the little black dragon closed his eyes and shouted in despair: "Mo Chen!"

The voice was extremely miserable, full of resentment.

hum!
At the moment when he called out Mo Chen, a large group of Buddha lights suddenly appeared in the sky, and the peaceful Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared in it. She touched her bare hand, and a drop of Yang came out of the jade bottle in her hand. The branch nectar shot towards the fire on the ground at a speed far exceeding the speed of the little black dragon.

puff!
The drop of poplar nectar fell on the Nanming Li fire, and the flame quickly extinguished, and the little black dragon also fell into the black ashes burned by the fire, becoming even blacker.

I knew you would come!

Mo Chen looked at the sky with a smile, Xiao Bailong was chosen by Guanyin, how could he watch him die?

"Greetings to Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Wukong and Tang Seng saluted together, but the monkey's courtesy was very perfunctory, yes, I just tricked him, what do you think of him?
Guanyin felt a little annoyed at this meeting, Xiaobailong was not only chosen by her as a mount, but also the dragon king she chose to lead the Buddhist Tianlong Babu in the future. It's baked!

Looking at Mo Chen's smiling face, Guanyin couldn't express her upset, but this is the person Laojun wanted to join, and the two Buddhas, Jieyin and Zhunti, also agreed, so she couldn't do anything at all.

I had no choice but to look away at Tang Seng and said, "Xuanzang, this little white dragon, Ao Lie, is the mount I chose for you. How can ordinary horses withstand the journey of hundreds of thousands of miles?"

With a light wave of her hand, a ray of Buddha's light flashed on Ao Lie's body, and he was transformed into an exceptionally handsome dragon horse. Black dragon horse!
Seeing this appearance, the Bodhisattva's mouth twitched, she didn't say anything, turned around and disappeared, she was afraid that if she stayed for a while, she couldn't help but attack Mo Chen...

(End of this chapter)