Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 330 A handsome priest passed by
I rely on? !
An arc I drew casually.

You actually stared at that for a second, and then transformed into a form?
Is this the correct way to open a peerless genius?
Xie Yun is a little sad, if there is no system, I am afraid it will be really difficult to compare with this group of perverts!
Click!

Thunderclouds quickly gathered in Fengling's small world, and Huang Zhongli was about to cross the catastrophe.

"Master, can you help me?" Huang Zhongli stared at Xie Yun with big eyes and asked charmingly.

It's not that she doesn't want to overcome the catastrophe by herself, but that she can't overcome this catastrophe by herself.

There is no sub-sage cultivation base, but in fact it is a blank slate, no magical powers, no magic weapons, how to compete with Lei Jie?

It's different when Xie Yun makes a move. This small world was created by him, and it has a layer of mysterious and mysterious luck. Intervening in the catastrophe will not increase the difficulty of crossing the catastrophe.

After the synthesis, the best way is to ask for help.

As for losing face, I'm sorry, in the eyes of Xiantian Linggen, there is no concept of losing face.

"Don't use this look to ask for help, it will easily lead to misunderstanding." Xie Yun raised his hand and gave Huang Zhongli a head start, warning.

After the little girl transformed, she still has a bit of beauty, which is extremely lethal to lolicons.

Clang!

Xie Yun looked up at Tian Jie, exhaled, and pulled out the Liuhe sword with his backhand.

A sword qi is like a substance, exuding a sharp aura, and a sword cuts through the catastrophe.

Heavenly Tribulation rolled over and reunited, seemingly stronger.

Xie Yun frowned, and muttered: This cataclysm is so familiar, could it be the catastrophe of sanctification?

A series of ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly calamities were all split by a single sword.

After the last wave of catastrophe disappeared, Huang Zhongli stood up, made a great wish to the world, and obtained the opportunity to become a saint.

"I, Huang Zhongli, would like to educate the plants in Fengling's small world, open their wisdom, create a spiritual plant gate, and implant the Tao with spirit. If there is any violation, the foundation of the Tao will be self-destructed, and both humans and gods will abandon it."

Dozens of self-produced fruits in her hands turned into gold powder and scattered in the wind in various places in Fengling's small world. As long as they touched the plants, those plants would complete their transformation in a very short time.

They are all little girls the size of a thumb, and they also have small wings, much like elves in fairy tales.

Big grappling technique!

After Xie Yun grabbed one at random, he probed with his divine sense and was stunned.

These elves have the same extraordinary meridians as humans, the same unlimited potential, and the same ability to cultivate immortals.

Are your own saplings so fierce?
They actually created a new race, and this is the first batch of original residents of Fengling's small world.

"Huang Zhongli contributed to the small world of Fengling in creating the Lingzhi clan. He specially bestowed his merits and allowed him to become a saint with his merits. He is ranked as the number one saint in Fengling. He also bestowed a congenital magic weapon, the Hundred Whistle."

Baiming flute: When playing, you can use sound waves to attack the enemy. Playing in the small world of Fengling, it coincides with the way of heaven, and can speed up the production of spiritual plants here.

"Damn it, you can still be sanctified like this?" Everyone envied.

Being suppressed by the laws in the prehistoric three realms, it is difficult to be holy, so it is actually not bad to be holy in this small world.

Why didn't I think of this wonderful plan?

Life Fruit Tree's eyes lit up, and he thought of a brilliant idea to inform the body of Wuzhuang Temple of this news.

Dasha Zhenyuan should be able to find a small world, and when the time comes, he can take pictures of cats and tigers on his own body, absolutely!

"Bahuang Dasha, can you let me contact Zhenyuan Dasha?" Xie Yun tilted his head and looked at the ginseng fruit tree.

This broken tree has just been released, why is it floating again?
Great gag!
Great confinement technique!

Great Forbidden Space Technique!

The ginseng fruit tree quieted down, and his plan was stillborn, because his mouth was cheap, and by the time it was released, the method of using the small world to become holy had become extremely popular in the prehistoric three worlds.

"Everyone, this emperor still has scriptures to learn from. As long as you don't demolish the house, you are welcome here." Xie Yun finished speaking, and prepared to take the three apprentices back to Thorn Ridge.

Shiba Gong stood up and said coyly, "Emperor Immortal, I have something I want to ask for your help."

"Speak up if you have something to say, Pindao has always been willing to help others."

"Emperor Immortal, this matter is a long story." Shiba Gong subconsciously cast his eyes on Chaos Spirit Water.

It turned out that these four quasi-undead medicines came to Thorn Ridge to rob Xie Yun's Chaos Spirit Water, purely to save his companion named Xingxian.

That person is now sleeping in the Muxian Nunnery, and he needs to take ten drops of Chaos Spirit Water to wake up.

"Immortal Emperor, we have written the method of saving people on a piece of paper and put it beside the bed. When you get there, you will know it at a glance. Please." The Eighteenth Duke Jishou said.

"It's okay, it's easy to do with a little effort." Xie Yun agreed without hesitation, he had no idea how much trouble it would cause him later.

Now that I have pine needle tea in my hand, it would be too inhuman to not help me with such a small favor.

"Then, thank you Immortal Emperor!" Shiba Gong breathed a sigh of relief, and they took root in the top-quality spiritual field with peace of mind.

After Xie Yun and Liuhe Bei divided up the treasures, they left Fengling's small world with their three apprentices, and continued to embark on the road of learning scriptures.

This time Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie learned their lesson, and only kept a distance of 100 meters from the master. If there was any trouble, they would retreat.

The current way to learn scriptures is too scary. On a small hill, there are actually four sub-sages squatting.

For the first time, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie felt that cultivation was very important, and the prehistoric and desolate worlds were not very safe.

"You two, can you hurry up, as a teacher, you are still waiting to save people!" Xie Yun was a little anxious.

It's getting late, and I'm almost out of Thorn Ridge, why can't I see Muxian Nunnery?
"Master, there is someone in front!" Sun Wukong pointed with his hand.

At the foot of the mountain not far away, there were two girls in Tsing Yi, carrying lanterns, waiting anxiously.

When they saw Xie Yun and his party, they greeted them and said, "Master Daoist, you are finally here!"

Xie Yun was taken aback, and asked, "How do you know that the poor are coming here?"

"Because my lady has already figured it out!" The two girls replied with a smile.

It turns out that Xingxian is a master of divination, not black divination, but a real expert.

She was born with the ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so four people including Shibagong would follow her willingly. Coming to Thorn Ridge from chaos was the best choice obtained through fortune telling.

"According to my lady's hexagram, there will be a handsome Dao Changlu who will come to rescue her. Dao Chang is so heroic, it must be you!" The girl in Tsing Yi explained.

"Your lady's calculations are quite accurate!" Xie Yun agreed with the two little girls' words very much, and he expressed his real-name envy for Xingxian's divination ability.

"Please Taoist priest come with us!" The two girls turned around and headed for the depths of the mountain depression.

In the direction they were going, the thorns spread out automatically, revealing a small path.

"Master, could it be a monster?" Monkey King asked vigilantly.

Xie Yun rolled his eyes, and asked back: "Have you ever seen such a beautiful monster who has not yet predicted the prophet?"

(End of this chapter)