My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 170 Molong
"Okay, when I come back, I will stop by Huaguo Mountain to have a look."

In front of Moxin Cave, Jiang Yuan took Wuqian and bid farewell to the old monkey. He was about to go to Shizhou and Sandao for a reunion.

The old monkey made a sudden request, asking him to check the current situation of Huaguo Mountain when he came back.

Jiang Yuan heard the meaning of the old monkey's words, and wanted to leave this place with the monkey essence and return to Huaguo Mountain.

After answering the request, Jiang Yuan persuaded:
"I wanted to take you away earlier because I was worried that the Dragon Clan would come to seek revenge."

"But now, almost half a year has passed since the battle of Qianjiaohai, and God Lord Da Ao has entered the Haizhongzhou Dragon Palace, but the dragons of the four seas have not moved at all. I am afraid that they really swallowed that breath."

"As for Huaguo Mountain, the spiritual energy is far from being restored, and you are in the sea surrounded by monsters. You may not be safe if you go back at this time. Why don't you stay in Taoshi Mountain for a few more years, and wait for me to come back from Xiniu Hezhou to find the way. plan."

Leaning on the spirit wood crutches, the old monkey looked back at the small water curtain cave in the distance, paused, and said with a light smile: "What fellow Taoist said makes sense, well, let's wait until you come back after watching Huaguo Mountain." .”

"Alright."

Jiang Yuan nodded, then glanced at the golden-haired mouse lying beside the old monkey, and said with a smile:
"Golden Mouse, you really don't want to come with me? That's a gathering of Ten Continents and Three Islands, a real banquet of immortals."

King Jin rolled his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Yuan, then looked at Wuqian, who was high-spirited and majestic, bared his white teeth and shouted: "I want to practice in seclusion, I don't want to run around!"

Wuqian has taken the demon pill, and his cultivation base has greatly improved. Now he has the method of transforming a dragon taught by Ao Yong, and has a bright future. Not to mention Jiang Yuan, he is about to cultivate the fruit of ghosts and immortals.

On the contrary, the Golden Retriever has not made a breakthrough for a long time, and even the path of practice is not clear, so it is inevitable to be anxious.

But in fact, the practice of the Golden Retriever is normal, while Jiang Yuan and 5000 are different.

Let's not talk about the three demons of Taoshi Mountain, just take Fang Xiandao and Ma Ying as an example, every bit of progress of that ghost is measured in years.

In the end, it was the old monkey who spoke by example, which calmed down the Golden Retriever a little.

The old monkey's words are:
"Xiao Jin, you have to settle down and don't compare yourself with Fellow Daoist Jiang Yuan or even five thousand."

"Look at me, I have practiced for 200 years, and Daoist Jiang Yuan, who has only entered the practice for one year, is not only not weaker than me, but also several times stronger than me. If I am like you, I will be ashamed and die?"

"Xiao Jin, remember, practice is your own, it's better to be down-to-earth than to be anxious and upset."

The Golden Retriever respected the old monkey very much. After listening to the persuasion, although he could not be completely calm, he was no longer so impatient and began to try to calm down.

This time, they resisted the temptation of gathering in Shizhou and Three Islands, and wanted to take advantage of Jiang Yuan's departure to practice in seclusion.

Jiang Yuan was very happy to see the golden retriever's change of mind. After teasing at this time, he took out the last bottle of Tiangong spirit wine from his cassock and threw it to the golden retriever: "Take it, and practice hard."

King Jin's slightly sluggish spirit was lifted, he jumped up, hugged the spirit wine, and screamed: "You have a conscience."

Wuqian turned his head to confront Jiang Yuan, expressing his dissatisfaction: How can we give more golden retrievers to the agreement of one bottle per person?

Jiang Yuan scolded with a smile: "The party on the ten continents and three islands must have spirit wine and spirit objects, so don't be stingy."

After finishing speaking, he patted the mount on the head: "Let's go."

"Bon Voyage."

"Don't forget, bring me back some fairyland specialties!"

Wrapped in the cloud, it rushed straight towards Qingming, then turned into a stream of white air and galloped eastward.

Two days later.

Wuqian stands on the clouds, with the scorching sun above his head and the endless sea below.

Jiang Yuan held a palm-sized piece of bamboo engraved with bird cloud patterns and golden hidden lines, and looked around the ocean.

Nahe Maocai said that on the sixth day of June, hold this bamboo order to guide the way, and look for a mirage in the East China Sea, and a guide will show up.

Today is the sixth day of the lunar new year. In order not to miss the time, Jiang Yuan arrived yesterday and rested overnight on a deserted island. Early this morning, he started wandering around the sea, looking for mirages.

However, half a day passed and nothing was found.

"You can't just wander around like this."

Jiang Yuan pondered for a moment, and immediately luck came into his eyes, and he began to use the Zhan Qi method, and he saw that black and white pupils soon glowed with aura.

"Five thousand, raise it."

Wuqian rushed up with his head held high, and stood side by side with the white clouds. Jiang Yuan raised his spiritual eyes to look down in all directions.

In an instant, clusters of auras of various shapes and colors emerged on the sea that was originally breezy and sunny.

Most of them are dark, bloody and flickering monsters, and there is also a cloud of blood that shoots into the sky. It may be a sea battle in Aolai Kingdom, or it may be a fight between monsters.

"Mirage."

After looking at it for a while, my pupils were astringent, and I was tired, but I still couldn't find the target.

Just as Jiang Yuan was about to disperse the aura from his pupils and take a break, the bamboo token in his hand suddenly flashed, and the golden thread on it flowed slowly, rushing in one direction.

"Five thousand!"

Jiang Yuan shouted an order, and Wuqian immediately raised his hooves and stepped on the clouds, and flew away with a whoosh.

Soon, a dense black cloud appeared in the field of vision. Under the dark cloud, the wind roared and the huge waves surged into the sky.

The storm is coming.

"wrong."

Jiang Yuan was about to dodge when he suddenly noticed something strange.

Looking at the air again, I suddenly found that the storm was not the surge of aura as imagined, but a strange aura like smoke and mist floating in it.

Jiang Yuan looked down at the bamboo ring, and saw that the bird and cloud pattern on the bamboo slice seemed to come alive, moving vividly, and the golden thread began to swirl.

"Come on, five thousand, that's not a storm, it's just the mirage we're looking for."

Wuqian let out a cry of joy, and charged Jiang Yuan straight towards the storm.

A moment later, before the storm, the strong wind was blowing towards the face wrapped in water vapor, blowing Jiang Yuan's hair fluttering and his robe bulging.

"A real storm?"

As soon as Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand, icy drops of water burst out from the blackened storm and hit the palm of his hand with a hint of surprise.

Suddenly, a roar sounded in the storm: "Is the visitor an honored guest of the 'Fuyuehui'?"

Fuyuehui is the name of the gathering of ten continents and three islands.

Jiang Yuan held up the bamboo token and shouted loudly: "I am invited by Dongxiangling He Maocai to come to the meeting."

Phew, there seemed to be a sound of spewing in the storm, and immediately, an ink-like floating aura suddenly flew out, shooting straight at the bamboo piece in Jiang Yuan's hand.

As soon as the two touched, the erratic aura turned into a mountain ridge with swaying bamboos, and the bird cloud pattern on the bamboo ling jumped out and spread its wings into the bamboo ridge.

"Wow—"

The bird neighed, the phantom collapsed, and the bamboo in Jiang Yuan's hand returned to calm.

"These young disciples from Shizhou and Sandao have quite a lot of tricks."

The corners of Jiang Yuan's mouth raised, teasing secretly, and then looking expectantly at the storm, he already guessed that the person who received him was probably the legendary mirage dragon.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no sound in the black cloud storm.

"Your Excellency?" Jiang Yuan couldn't help calling out loudly.

"Hoo, hoo"

Accompanied by heavy panting, a dragon shadow roamed in the storm, raised its head and uttered a thundering dragon chant:

"Guests, please come in, Xiaolong will take you to Fuyuehui."

"It's work."

Jiang Yuan cupped his hands, then put away the bamboo handle, patted the horse's neck, and flew into the black cloud storm.

Passing through a curtain of wind and water, the eyes are bright, and the sun is shining brightly and the sea is calm.

Wow, a black dragon came out of the deep blue sea, flung water droplets all over its body, and fell in front of Jiang Yuan, with its beard fluttering: "This place is still a long way from Fuyue Island, Xiaolong will bring Xing Yunwu to drive away the distinguished guests." go."

"Thank you." Jiang Yuan thanked again.

Afterwards, Mo Long opened his bloody mouth and spat violently towards Jiang Yuan, a cloud of erratic black air like smoke and mist drowned Jiang Yuan.

When Jiang Yuan was waiting for the clouds and fog to rise, that Mo Long suddenly raised his head, and instantly transformed from a humble state to an unruly one, his eyes bulged, and he shouted violently:
"Little thief, you cast yourself into a trap today, let's see how this crown prince will concoct you!"

Jiang Yuan didn't react for a while, but following Mo Long's angry shout, he suddenly went into a trance, like waking up from a dream.

Taking a closer look, this place is not calm at all, he is impressively in the middle of a storm.

Dark clouds billowed overhead, thunder and lightning flashed, furious waves rolled below, and water jets swirled around like ten thousand snakes dancing wildly.

Looking at the Molong in front of him, it is obviously a young dragon, with a slender body only more than ten feet long, and its appearance is obviously different from that of ordinary dragons.

The head is slightly short, the mouth is big, the eyes are protruding, and the thick red mane spreads from the neck to the back. What's even more strange is that the scales on the lower body are opposite to the upper body.

After seeing Mo Long's appearance clearly, Jiang Yuan's eyes fell directly on the pair of bulging and protruding eyes, the pupils were like two clouds of mist, and at a glance, he felt dizzy.

Jiang Yuan shook his head to dispel the dizziness, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

He must have seen this dragon, no, to be precise, he has seen this pair of pupils.

where?

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind, Jiang Yuan shrank his pupils, and suddenly exclaimed: "You are the son of the Dragon King of Jinghe?!"

Mo Long grinned strangely, riding on the clouds, swinging his slender body, with his head raised, he looked down at Jiang Yuan condescendingly: "You have good eyesight, you can even recognize this prince."

Jiang Yuan turned pale with shock, and hurriedly moved his mount.

Wuqian glared at Molong fiercely, stomped hard, and the cloud rose from under his feet, wrapping his master and servant and flying away.

Jiang Yuan has shed his mortal womb, and his body is as light as a swallow. Five thousand and Ao Yong taught him the Dharma. After more than a month of training, he has become more proficient in Yushi Yunqi, and now he can travel thousands of miles a day. With a cup of tea, he can fly hundreds of miles .

However, Wuqian exerted all his strength and flew madly for a while, Jiang Yuan raised his head and saw that Molong was still in front of his eyes, with a mocking look in his protruding pupils like fog.

Mo Long grinned and sneered: "You got into the prince's mirage, and you still want to get out?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yuan's body was filled with erratic black air like smoke and mist, Wuqian flew on the clouds, and the erratic mirage swayed with him, and the master and servant kept circling around in place.

"huhuhuhu"

Wuqian ran wildly until he started to gasp for breath, but still couldn't escape.

Jiang Yuan patted the mount to stop it, don't waste energy, then took out the bamboo handle with a cold face, raised his head and said angrily to Mo Long: "I am a distinguished guest from Shizhou and Sandao, how dare you bully me?"

Mo Long stared at Zhu Ling with a flash of eyes, then revealed a fierce look on his face, and said murderously: "As long as you disappear completely, it will be done!"

Jiang Yuan felt cold all over, this mirage dragon actually wanted to put him to death!
(End of this chapter)