My Journey to the West on the Heavenly Road

Chapter 233
The "woodcutter" "taught" two mysterious supernatural powers to Jiang Yuan in the guiding dream, and now when he came out of the mountain, a woodcutter asked for help, but it felt like a karmic repayment.

Furthermore, there is something wrong with this "evil epidemic entering the heart".

Jiang Yuan's thoughts changed, and he asked the woodcutter, "Where is your home?"

The woodcutter was ecstatic, and said repeatedly: "Not far, not far, just at the foot of the mountain."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyes to look at the foot of the mountain, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and soon he found a village, then dispersed his mana, and said softly, "Take me to see your wife."

"Okay, okay, I'll show you the way now." The woodcutter was so excited that he turned his head and ran down the mountain.

"Your firewood." Jiang Yuan reminded, "Don't worry, you have a family to support, so don't waste your hard work."

The woodcutter looked at Jiang Yuan gratefully, and secretly praised: What a compassionate old fairy!Then he quickly bundled up the firewood piled on the ground, and threw away a few branches that were not easy to clean up.

Jiang Yuan turned his head to look at Mount Rotten Peach, and told Wu Qian, "You wait for me here", a strong wind surged under him, and he flew over Mount Rotten Peach, and flew towards the other side, in the direction he came from.

"Old, old fairy?"

The woodcutter was shocked, thinking that Jiang Yuan was about to leave, he yelled in panic.

"Why are you in a hurry, my master will come back as soon as he goes."

Knowing that Jiang Yuan was going back to explore Fangcun Mountain, Wuqian calmly reprimanded the panicked woodcutter: "Hurry up and pack your firewood."

The strong wind swept over the dead trees all over the mountain, and reached the other side of the mountain in an instant.

After the wind paused, Jiang Yuan stood up in the air, swept around, with a complex expression on his face, and he sighed secretly.

The place where the cave should have been was a lush barren mountain, and where the cliff was, it was a deep mountain stream.

Even if Jiang Yuan uses Linglong's supernatural powers, at a glance, there are still barren hills and secluded streams, without the slightest familiar scene.

"I don't know if I can see Fangcunshan again in this life."

Jiang Yuan sighed, turned and left.

"Old fairy! I've done it, let's go down the mountain quickly."

When Jiang Yuan returned, the woodcutter heaved a sigh of relief, tightened the firewood on his back, and hurriedly led Jiang Yuan home.

The woodcutter's ancestors had been chopping firewood in Lantao Mountain, and he had already walked a clear mountain road, and the woodcutter was in a hurry, so he reached the foot of the mountain in less than half an hour.

A stockade surrounded by a wooden fence is not big, with only a dozen or so households. Behind the stockade is a mountain field, where some grains and vegetables are grown.

Jiang Yuan's arrival, five thousand to be exact, shocked the entire village in an instant, dozens of people, old and young, rushed up. Hearing that Jiang Yuan was a god, many people knelt down on the spot and asked for all kinds of things.

Jiang Yuan frowned, and Wuqian, who was disturbed by the noise, immediately let out a cold snort.

The strong wind blew out, the clouds surged, and the crowd gathered in a group were instantly blown to pieces. If Jiang Yuan was not afraid that he had shot too hard, Wuqian's breath of wind and clouds could directly blow the entire village into the air.

Now, how dare the villagers dare to be presumptuous again, they got up timidly, ran back home, and hid behind the doors and windows to peek.

"Which one is your home?"

Jiang Yuan turned his head and rushed to the woodcutter, who was first pushed away by the crowd and then startled by Wuqian's divine power, and asked.

"Then, my house is there."

The woodcutter pointed blankly at a thatched hut, Jiang Yuan raised his foot and walked, the woodcutter suddenly came back to his senses, and trotted forward to lead the way.

In the yard in front of the wooden house, an eight or nine-year-old child was squatting next to the stove under the eaves, hugging a one-year-old baby girl with one hand, and adding firewood to the stove with the other hand, and an earthen pot was burning on the stove , there was a strange smell of medicine.

"Dad, you're back!"

Hearing the sound, the child turned around and saw the woodcutter, with a small face covered in black and gray, he immediately showed a happy smile, but the baby girl who was biting her finger in his arms was frightened by Wuqian, and burst into tears .

"Don't cry, don't cry." The woodcutter hurriedly dropped the firewood, ran over to pick up the baby girl, and coaxed the baby girl carefully.

"Father, mother fell ill again, and passed out from the pain this time." The child looked at Wuqian timidly, and whispered to the woodcutter.

The woodcutter guessed it when he saw the pot of medicine on the stove. He looked around the house worriedly, and then cheered up to his son and shouted: "Father has invited the old fairy, and your mother will be fine soon!"

After the words fell, he quickly told his son: "Go and serve tea to the old fairy."

The child's eyes lit up immediately, and he ran back into the house with his calves, and quickly brought out two cups of tea with foam floating in them, and handed them to Jiang Yuan, who also had five thousand.

"Child, are you not afraid of me?" Wuqian raised his dragon claw to take the tea with satisfaction, grinning and baring his white teeth, teasingly teased the child.

"Don't be afraid, you are a god, you can save my mother!" The child tried his best to raise his head, his eyes widened.

Jiang Yuan bent down to take the tea, touched the child's head, and smiled lightly at the woodcutter who was holding the crying girl, "You have a sensible son."

The son was praised by the old god, and the woodcutter burst into laughter, but he couldn't help but reprimanded him, "Thank you to the god soon."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand and pointed to the room, "Go and see your wife first."

In fact, after a while, Jiang Yuan has finished checking, there is no evil spirit in the wooden house, and there is no suspicious evil spirit on the woman in the house.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuan noticed a trace of familiarity—six-eared macaque!
"Let's see what kind of tricks you monkey are up to."

Jiang Yuan sneered secretly, leaving Wuqian in the courtyard, and followed the woodcutter into the house.

On the bed, a thin and haggard woman, her eyes closed tightly, her face pale, her body arched like a shrimp, her hands firmly grasping her heart, twitching from time to time, groaning in pain.

"Wow!"

The girl in the woodcutter's arms had just been coaxed, when she saw her mother's misery, she burst into tears again.

"Nah."

When the woman on the bed heard her daughter crying, her painful murmur turned into a cry, her closed eyes slowly opened, but before she could see her husband and daughter clearly, the hand that was covering her heart suddenly tightened, and her eyes turned white , screaming again and again.

"Cui Niang!"

The woodcutter hurried forward, but seeing his convulsing wife, he was at a loss.

Just as he was in a hurry, he stretched out a palm and gently tapped it between his wife's eyebrows. There was a flash of light on the fingertips of that palm, and then he saw that his wife's eyes stopped rolling, her hand covering her heart gradually relaxed, and her painful expression slowly relaxed.

"Thank you, old god! Thank you!"

The woodcutter was ecstatic, thanking him desperately, and the girl in his arms stopped crying, her face was covered with water, and her moist eyes were blinking at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan withdrew his fingers from between the woman's eyebrows, turned to look at the woodcutter, "Your wife really has 'evilness' in her heart."

There is a fluffy monkey lying in the heart of the woman. The so-called heartache is because the monkey is hungry and "gnaws" on the woman's heart.

Aware of Jiang Yuan's probing, the monkey bared its teeth and roared at Jiang Yuan, with the kind of violence Jiang Yuan was all too familiar with in his eyes.

This is a thought left by the six-eared macaque.

"Then, old fairy, can you save my wife?"

After hearing Jiang Yuan's words, the woodcutter's face froze and became nervous.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the woodcutter, the six-eared macaque was obviously using the woodcutter to trick him, but he didn't know what his backhand was.

"I can save your wife."

As Jiang Yuan said, he casually took out a peach pit from his cassock, scanned the narrow room, and walked to the outer courtyard.

The excited woodcutter didn't know why, after glancing at his wife, he hurried to catch up.

"God, can you fly?"

Wuqian lay lazily on the ground, and the child excitedly walked around him, stretching out his little hands, wanting to touch Wuqian's dragon scales, but he didn't dare, and finally just asked bravely.

"Hey, kid, let me tell you, not only can I fly, but I can fly faster than my master"

Before Wuqian finished showing off, Jiang Yuan came out and shut up quickly.

"After the matter is over, we can compete with each other."

Jiang Yuan glanced at the donkey coldly, and casually threw the peach pit into the soil.

The woodcutter chased him out, and before he could speak, he was dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

A small peach seedling drilled out of the soil, turned around and grew into a strong peach tree with a height of one person. The pink peach blossoms bloomed among the branches, and then withered, and the green leaves burst up.

Then, a luxuriant branch hangs down from the peach tree, and a large plump peach grows rapidly while shaking.

Jiang Yuan breathed out silently, the light in his eyes faded away, then he picked off the big peach and turned around to pass it to the woodcutter, "Take it to your wife to eat, and then the 'evil plague' in her heart will be eliminated."

The woodcutter took the big peach in a daze, at a loss for a moment, until the girl in his arms reached out curiously to grab the big peach, and then he woke up suddenly, and slapped the little girl's hand off: "Don't move, this is to save your mother." Xiantao!"

The girl pursed her mouth, and wanted to cry, but she blinked a few times, and held back her tears.

The woodcutter rushed back to the house with a big peach as if holding a rare treasure.

Jiang Yuan didn't go back to the cabin again.

One is that he is confident that this "heart peach" can definitely dispel the thoughts left by the six-eared macaque, and the other reason is that he has sensed a surge of evil energy that is galloping towards him.

Jiang Yuan raised his head and looked towards the northwest direction, a spiritual light appeared in his eyes, reflecting a cloud of surging black air.

"Master?" Wuqian noticed Jiang Yuan's strangeness and quickly got up from the ground.

After saying that, the donkey suddenly turned its head and looked up, without Jiang Yuan answering, a group of dark clouds whistling with a gloomy wind had already appeared in the sky.

The black cloud swept down obliquely, turned around in the direction of Lantao Mountain, and floated straight to the stockade.

"The mountain people below, have you ever seen this person?"

The black cloud stopped over the stockade and dropped a yellow paper scroll.

The scroll swelled against the wind, and turned into a huge scroll more than two feet long and seven or eight feet wide floating in the air.

In the painting, it is a young man wearing an ocher yellow robe with an expressionless face.

Jiang Yuan, who was standing in the woodcutter's courtyard, was taken aback when he saw the huge portrait.

Wuqian also froze for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yuan with bulging eyes, hesitantly said: "Master, is that you?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Yuan squinted at the donkey angrily.

Wuqian raised his head and stared at the portrait, then looked again, and whispered, "It seems to be the master. It's just a little dull, not as majestic as the master."

At this time, the startled people in the village also gradually recognized Jiang Yuan in the portrait, and the rising noise made the black clouds in the air let out a sigh.

The clouds parted, revealing two similar looking men with peachy eyes, one in a pink robe and the other in a colorful dress.

The man in pink leaned out of the clouds, leaned over and shouted: "It seems that you have seen this man before, he."

"Brother, look!" The man in colorful clothes beside him suddenly raised his hand and screamed.

The man in pink took a look, and just met an indifferent gaze. The man was startled, and then recognized that the owner of the gaze was the target of his search, and immediately roared:

"Hey! That thief is really easy to hide! Hurry up and return the princess!"

Jiang Yuan was confused, and a gust of wind swelled under him, soaring to the mid-air level with the black clouds, pointing to the huge portrait floating in the wind, he said loudly:

"I have been enlightened in the deep mountains for many years, and I just came out of the mountains today, but I don't know why you two brought my portrait here, and what kind of princess are you talking about?"

The man in pink glanced at Jiang Yuan with a cold face: "You are a cowardly villain. When you see my brother, you don't hide or dodge, and you dare to quibble and play tricks. No wonder you committed such rampant evil deeds!"

Jiang Yuan frowned, cupped his hands, and said calmly, "The next sentence is true, and there is no lie. Well, since your Excellency said that I committed evil deeds, please tell me, what is it?"

"Bah, shameless!" The man in colored clothes shouted violently, and then shouted at the man in pink: "What can you say to this thief, if you really want to talk about it, you can talk about it after you take him down, otherwise later, the others will reveal the list." The ones should be found, it will only increase the trouble."

The man in pink nodded, "Your brother's words are true, that's good, let's take down this thief and rush to Jilei Mountain to get a reward!"

Princess Jilei Mountain.
Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, could it be that Long Live Fox King, Princess Yumian?
"Thief, if you catch him without a fight, you will save yourself a lot of trouble, otherwise don't blame my brother for being rude!"

The man in pink suddenly yelled, and Jiang Yuan was about to ask if he was the Long Live Fox King. The man in the colorful clothes suddenly jumped out of the black cloud while his brother was yelling, holding a pair of male and female pairs, one long and one short. share sword.

"Shameless thief, take your life!"

The man in Caiyi swirled his sword light, and a cold light swept towards Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's eyes turned cold, his body didn't move, he flipped his hand, and the mirage dragon weapon fell into his hand, the great halberd turned in his palm, and when he thrust forward, the dragon head swallowing blade pierced straight into the whirling sword light.

clang!
The sword light instantly disintegrated, and the man in Caiyi flew back in a panic.

"My dear brother!" The man in pink hurriedly rode a cloud to pick him up.

The man in colorful staggered back to the black cloud, the swords in his hands trembling non-stop, thinking back to the halberd that was pointed straight at his blade just now, he shouted with tremors all over his face: "Brother, this thief's strength is probably beyond the reach of dragons and elephants!" The enemy, and the martial arts are extraordinary!"

Brother Fenyi glanced at Jiang Yuan in surprise, and said with a sneer, "I said why it's so rampant, so I have some skills. But, do you think you can pass my brother with some martial arts?"

"Brother, sweep the formation for me, I will meet this thief."

The man in pink reached out and wiped his waist, took out a long sword with a red handle, flew out of the black cloud, the sword light surged, leaped across the void in an instant, and struck Jiang Yuan's head.

At the same time, the man in colorful clothes quickly took off his gorgeous clothes, flung them in the air, and the clothes turned into a cloud of colorful mist, wrapping towards Jiang Yuan.

"Who dares to hurt my master!"

With a roar, Wuqian stepped on the cloud, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of cloud gas. The cloud gas swayed in the wind, turned into a howling wind and rushed down, blowing the colorful mist that the clothes turned into erratic and turbulent.

"What a beast!"

Seeing that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, the man in colorful clothes was furious at once, and his magic command moved. The colorful mist disappeared in the gust of wind, and disappeared into the void.

Wuqian glanced at it in a hurry, stepped on the cloud and fled away, but didn't want the colorful mist to shake, and chased after the cloud, as if stuck together with the cloud.

Clouds rush left and right, fleeing and flashing, but they can't get rid of the colorful fog.

The man in colorful clothes stood proudly on the black cloud, and sneered triumphantly: "Hehe, if my magic weapon recognizes the enemy, it won't miss you, you bastard, don't struggle in vain."

"Only you have a magic weapon?"

Wuqian's angry roar came from the cloud, and then a gleaming white bead flew out: "Look at my magic weapon!"

The man in Caiyi stared at Baizhu involuntarily, and immediately yelled that it was not good, and hurriedly urged Caiyi, the magic weapon.

Wow!Dazzling white light flashes.

The man in Caiyi immediately covered his eyes and screamed, rolling on the black cloud.

Wuqian was overjoyed, he swooped down from the clouds, raised his dragon claws high, and faced the screaming figure's head, but just as he showed a triumphant expression that he was sure of winning, a cloud of colorful mist suddenly flashed in front of him.

puff!
The donkey rushed straight into the colorful mist, and then the colorful mist swayed and turned into a colorful dress, enveloping its majestic body.

"Hey, a beast is a beast, you idiot!"

The man in colorful clothes stood up staggeringly, staring at his blood-colored pupils, cursing bitterly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the colorful clothes floated into his hands.

When the magic treasure colored clothes moved, the five thousand inside let out a scream, as if being pierced into flesh and blood by countless ox hair needles.

"If you enter this magic weapon of mine, you will suffer pain from thousands of needles until your mind breaks down."

The man in Caiyi smiled cruelly, and was about to catch the magic weapon, when suddenly a golden light fell in front of him, intercepting Caiyi.

"what?"

The man in Caiyi was stunned, and the elder brother's terrified cry came from his ears——

"Brother, flash quickly, this person has treacherous powers and is invincible!"

(End of this chapter)