Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 307

It turned out to be like this, too, no god or Buddha would tease them like this, so it's not surprising that the monkey guessed himself.

Mo Chen walked out and joined the team, and the five of them continued westward.

"Monkey, how many hardships have you experienced along the way?" Mo Chen opened his mouth and asked on the way.

Xiniu Hezhou is so big, Mo Chen can at most find the places he has been to, and he doesn't know where the other places are, so he still has to find the monkey to ask about the progress of the plot. How long have I been in retreat with Zen Master Wuchao?

"Not long after you left, you met a weasel spirit, and invited Lingji Bodhisattva to subdue the demon king, and then met Junior Brother Sha, two days ago, in a barren mountain, Guanyin Bodhisattva and a group of female fairies The Bodhisattva came to embarrass us, the way to learn the scriptures is not easy." The monkey scratched his head and said helplessly.

It really made him uncomfortable that Tathagata Buddha had to make such a troublesome thing that he had done in one fell swoop.

Is that so, then there is Wuzhuang Temple in front of it?It’s okay, okay, don’t miss the ginseng fruit!

A gleam flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, ginseng fruit is a good thing, smelling it can prolong life, far surpassing the effect of the flat peach of the queen mother.

"How can a mere weasel spirit stop you, Sun Dasheng, and invite Lingji Bodhisattva?" Mo Chen asked.

"You don't know, that weasel spirit did not know where to practice a supernatural power to call it a blowing wind, which made my grandson dizzy, it was really tight!" The monkey said with an exaggerated expression.

"Monkey, are you deceiving me that I don't know the method of sanctification of the body?" Mo Chen looked at him with a half-smile and said, the demon who stole some Buddha's lamp oil can beat the monkey, who is almost [-]% golden. Immortal, even if you count the wind, there is nothing you can do to the monkey.

Existence like Mo Chen and Monkey practicing Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu to become holy in the flesh is not without disasters and disasters. They are struck by lightning for 500 years, blown by wind for 500 years, and burned for 500 years. The three disasters from the sky are indeed infinitely powerful. An existence that can make ordinary immortals have a headache.Any of them would make ordinary immortals overwhelmed, and their bodies and spirits would be destroyed.

However, there are ways to deal with these three disasters, as long as you master the technique of restraining breath and changing, and hide your breath, these three disasters will not be able to catch you.

More importantly, as long as you have cultivated the Bajiu Xuangong to great success and reached the realm of Hunyuan Vajra Body, even if you don't use the technique of transformation to avoid disasters, the three disasters will have nothing to do with you.

The monkey has already been refined into a Hunyuan Vajra body by the Eight Diagrams Furnace, how could it be dizzy by the blowing wind?It was obviously because the monkey was unwilling to do his best. Thinking of the post that the guardian Jialan left for him in the original book, Mo Chen secretly laughed in his heart.

Monkey's acting skills are too clumsy, even the accompanying Jialan knows it, who else can he deceive?If he wanted to kill Tang Seng, he would not be here with the weasel spirit, but would find a female fairy at random, and give him some aphrodisiacs, so that the old monk would be broken without killing him, and Buddhism would become a laughing stock .

The monkey was exposed by Mo Chen, and he didn't care. Anyway, Mo Chen always knew that he was going to kill Tang Seng, so he just smiled and didn't speak.

The Drifting Monk who was carrying a shoulder pole at the back looked at the monkey and Mo Chen who seemed very familiar, couldn't help but stepped forward and pulled Zhu Bajie to the back, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, who the hell is this young master?"

Zhu Bajie looked at Drifting with a slight look of disdain, and secretly said in his heart: "Isn't it stupid for this general to follow the Queen Mother all day long, and his knowledge is so shallow that he doesn't even know this killer."

That's right, killing star, Mo Chen is now a big killing star in the eyes of Zhu Bajie, he has killed many gods in the sky, even the big Luo sent by the Jade Emperor is cold, how can it be considered a killing star?
Although he looked down on Drifting Monk, Zhu Bajie still said politely: "Junior Brother, listen carefully, don't provoke him, this is Mo Chen, the great sage of the monster race."

It's him!

Monk Drifting was shocked, no wonder Eldest Senior Brother seemed to be familiar with him, and the Great Sage of Monster Race naturally knew him, but it was better to stay away from him, he had offended His Majesty severely.

The five people and one horse, each with their own thoughts, walked towards the front. Not long after, an extremely handsome mountain suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

When Mo Chen saw this mountain, he was shocked. This must be the Wuzhuang Temple where the Great Immortal Zhenyuan was located.

……

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Daluotian, Yuxu Palace.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a purple-gold Taoist robe was preaching on the high platform of Yuxu Palace, and there were a group of Taoist priests scattered scattered underneath, all listening mesmerizingly.

Behind the high platform, an old Taoist priest wearing a purple gold crown was playing chess with Yuanshi Tianzun. After dropping a hand, the old Taoist suddenly exclaimed: "Not bad, you are already far away from the third place!" The heavy ladder is not far away, but it is much stronger than the disciples under my sect."

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said: "You old bastard, you only care about practicing in Wuzhuang temple. When did you consider being a disciple? Guangchengzi can have such a way, and it's not because I, an old bastard, pulled off the skin and earned it for him. ?”

Hearing Yuanshi Tianzun's tone, the one who was playing games with him was the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi didn't speak. Guangchengzi's ability to do what he is doing now is indeed due to Yuanshi Tianzun. When the Three Emperors and Five Emperors were born, he forcibly snatched from the hands of the saints the emperor of the Yellow Emperor. The merits of the position of teacher have just made Guangchengzi practice vigorously and vigorously.

But Yuanshi Tianzun was a saint at the beginning, so he could naturally fight for it. Even if Zhen Yuanzi wanted to fight, he might not be able to fight for it. Fortunately, thanks to the blessing of the great change in the world, otherwise he would only be afraid to play chess with this old man None of the qualifications.

Moreover, the disciples of the sect have their own predestined principles in their practice. This old bastard spends all day trying to show off his disciples. Among the disciples of the last three religions, the most outstanding disciples are the Master Xuandu and Daoist Duobao?
But he is also lucky. It is really unexpected that Yang Jian is such a talented person among the three generations of disciples!
"The golden cicada from the Buddhist sect has arrived at your door, what are your plans? I heard that the Buddhists are trying to find a way to do calamity, so don't count you as a disaster." Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile .

"What's the plan? They let the prince of the Yaozu be useless, and dared to instruct me to stand up, lending them a courage! But speaking of it, Jin Chanzi has some relationship with me, so give him two ginseng fruits, let it go It must be a cause and effect." Immortal Zhenyuan said indifferently, dropping another child.With his status, he naturally wouldn't make things difficult for a few juniors.

But he didn't want to embarrass others, but they might not want to embarrass him...

(End of this chapter)