Report at the beginning of Journey to the West

Chapter 6 Mount【Please collect and recommend】

Xie Yun didn't panic at all. When the Dragon King of Jinghe was alive, he was just a dragon at the level of a fairy. Now that he is dead, his mana has been greatly reduced, and the threat to him is infinitely close to zero.

Now he just wants to use some method, he can use the most handsome posture to kill this dragon king who has no eyes.

Ding!
Use the supernatural powers of heaven and earth.

Xie Yun's height began to skyrocket, reaching a full height of 99 meters, and Chang'an City became a footbath in his eyes.

"Hiss, you bedbug, it hurts to bite!"

He felt a slight pain in his calf, looked down, and saw that the Jinghe Dragon King really looked like a long worm, lying on his leg and biting desperately, without even biting the skin for a long time, he scratched a few white stripes.

"If you don't admit your kowtow today, you will be considered a loser." Xie Yun stretched out his hand to pinch Jinghe Dragon King's tail, and picked him up.

Give me a move of the great swordsmanship!
Look at my palm thunder!
The black tiger digs the heart!

Shenlong flicks its tail!

Could it be that Xie Yun found a suitable sandbag and applied all the magical powers and moves he learned to Jinghe Dragon King.

boom! boom! boom!
Ow!

Within a hundred miles of Chang'an, the scream of a black dragon can be heard, which makes the listener sad and cry.

"Miscellaneous Taoist priest, put down this king quickly, or the Dragon King of the Four Seas and the Heavenly Court will not let you go!"

"They won't let me go? I won't let them go. How did you become a god to let such a bastard like you harm the world!" Xie Yun pinched the Jinghe Dragon King's tail with his left hand, and flicked his head with his right hand.

"You asshole Taoist priest, let me go, or I will make you look good!"

"Hey, Taoist priest, if you let Xiao Wang go, I will give you all the treasures in the Dragon Palace!"

"Daoist, stop playing, Xiaolong knows his mistake!"

"Master, I'm kneeling, please let me go."

"Wuliang Tianzun, do you know your mistakes?" Xie Yun asked while holding the Dragon King of Jinghe in one hand and the sole of a slipper in the other.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Where did you go wrong?"

"I don't know." The Dragon King of Jinghe was like a dead snake, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Snapped!
"Grandpa, why are you whipping me?"

"It's because you're stupid. Think about it, what's wrong with you?" Xie Yun looked at Jinghe Dragon King with a displeased face.

"Master, don't hit me, please spare my life, Xiaolong will obey you in everything from now on, it's fine to be a servant, a weapon spirit, or a handyman."

"Are you going to be my squire? What else can you do besides eating idle food? When monsters come, who will protect whom? Poor people don't support idlers." Xie Yun looked at Jinghe Dragon King and said with disgust.

"Daozhang, if you don't want to be a follower, Xiaolong can still be a weapon spirit."

The probability of a magic weapon turning into a weapon spirit is extremely low, so many times, monks will choose to use the soul of a monster as a weapon spirit and seal it in the magic weapon.

The most famous one should be Erlang Shen Yang Jian who sealed a three-headed dragon into his own three-pointed and two-edged sword, forcibly turning the three-pointed and double-edged sword into an acquired magic weapon.

"That's fine. I'll see what kind of magic weapon I have. The acquired high-grade magic weapon can measure the sky, the grade-less magic treasure cornucopia, the acquired high-grade magic weapon is the third-grade lotus platform, and the secret treasure hits the ghost whip..."

"Bah, you think beautifully, do you think you are worthy of such acquired magic weapons as Pindao?" Xie Yun spit on Jinghe Dragon King's face.

The Dragon King of Jinghe cried completely, sir, don't call yourself poor, if you are poor, then I will be a beggar.

In the prehistoric world, there are very few masters who dare to count the treasures of the day after tomorrow. Others offer one or two of them as treasures. The dragon clan is rich in the world, and the dragon palace of every dragon king can be called a treasure house.

The Dragon King of Jinghe has searched for thousands of years, and now he realizes that he is like a beggar, picking up all the rags in his Dragon Palace.

"Master, are you short of handymen?" Jinghe Dragon King asked hopefully with his eyes shining brightly.

He finally figured it out, Xie Yun has an unimaginably thick thigh, as long as he can hug him, he will be able to achieve great success in the future, just around the corner.

"Pimpedao is a monk, and he is used to living on his own." Xie Yun directly refused.

To be my own servant is to be a cute and cute girl, a strong man with beards serving her daily life, it makes people shudder to think about it.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Pindao has figured it out. Your long insect is a waste, or a pest. Today, Pindao will eliminate the pests for the people." Xie Yun shook his head, and sacrificed a measuring ruler to slaughter the dragon on the spot.

"Master, wait a minute, the little one can be used as a mount for your transportation. With your status, you have been walking all the time, so it's a bit of a loss." Jinghe Dragon King really felt the murderous intent, and the dragon scales all over his body trembled in fright, and said hastily .

"Are you a mount?" Xie Yun looked at the skinny dragon with disgust.

Prehistoric bosses also like to show off their wealth. In addition to superior magic weapons, a majestic mount is also the best choice to show off their wealth.

For example, the green ox with horns under the seat of the Supreme Lord, the Nine Dragons Agarwood Chariot of the Yuanshi Tianzun, the Kui Niu of the Master Tongtian...

"My lord, Xiaolong not only has the ability to call the wind and call the rain, soar through the clouds and ride the fog, but he can also travel thousands of miles in a day." Jinghe Dragon King said with a smile.

"Okay, I won't kill you yet, you can just follow the poor way." Xie Yun said after hesitating for a moment.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was overjoyed, and it turned into a golden light, and it turned into a dragon-shaped jade pendant, which was directly hung on Xie Yun's waist.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." The heaven and earth dharma disappeared, Xie Yun put his palms together, and said a Dao name for a long time.

Name: Xie Yun

Occupation: Guardian of Heaven
Cultivation: Jinxian

Magical treasures: third-grade lotus stand, sky-measuring ruler, cornucopia, ghost-beating whip, and blue lantern for crossing people.

Mount: Jinghe Dragon King

Comprehensive assessment: She is fledgling and barely able to protect herself in Journey to the West.

Countless merits gathered, and Xie Yun felt that something was added to the back of his head. He turned his head and saw that there was a big merit disk, two or three inches behind, and there was a self-portrait on it.

Chang'an is not a small city, with a permanent population of more than 50 people, which is more than that of the surrounding small barbarian country. The surrender of the Dragon King of Jinghe and the rescue of more than 50 people at the same time can be called immeasurable merit.

The people in Chang'an were elated, countless people bowed down piously towards the imperial palace, and the people rushing out from the 72 teaching workshops converged into a crowd, rushing towards the Water and Land Ceremony, just to see Xie Yun.

When I really see a god, I have to worship whatever I say, to get a little bit of fairy spirit.

From Li Er to the court ladies and eunuchs at the Water and Land Ceremony, all eyes were red and they looked at Xie Yun with tears.

Savior!

What, benefactor, can you turn off the merit disc at the back of your head, it's a bit eye-catching.

Li Er is smiling like a flower now, he has been tossed by Jinghe Dragon King enough during this time, and he will finally sleep soundly from now on.

"Where's the Taoist priest? I'm going to drink with the Taoist priest tonight!"

"Your Majesty, the Taoist priest is still in the sky. Also, the Taoist priest is a monk and does not drink alcohol." Wei Zheng jumped out and said.

Li Shimin: emmmmm.

Xie Yun flew down slowly with his hands behind his back, stepping on the third-grade lotus platform, and he had already seen Li Shimin bringing all the civil and military officials to greet him.

"The Daoist priest has worked hard to eliminate harm for me in the Tang Dynasty. I am grateful. Come and prepare a banquet. I want to drink with the Taoist priest all night long!"

"Wuliang Tianzun, who should stop there? Poor Dao likes to eat meat. Just twenty or thirty jars of wine is enough. The key is to find two more beautiful dancers to cheer you up. Do you hear me?" Xie Yun called the servant in the imperial dining room and asked road.

Li Er: emmmmm.

Empress Changsun: emmmmm.

Civil and military officials: emmmmm.

……

What kind of monk is this?

"Master, the precepts of monks..." Li Shimin asked worriedly.

"That's the rule of bald people, we don't like this in Taoism." Xie Yun said.

(End of this chapter)