Journey to the West: Heavenly Creation

Chapter 15 Yunmeng Tianchan
"Hurry up!"

In the underground secret room, Yingwuluo held a big conch bug, heard the movement from Layman Jingxuan, waved his wings to Niaoyou again and again,

"Go to the back mountain, take action!"

"Yeah," Niaoyou repeatedly agreed but didn't take any action, she was chewing something in her mouth, and asked vaguely,
"Is the old Taoist Ziyan here? If I go early and the old Niubi can't catch up with the good show, then I'll be in trouble! How about you lend me the conch, so I can play it by ear?"

go away!

Ying Wuluo stared at the curl, "Benluo is the best at identifying people's hearts. It is impossible for you to eat conch shells. Besides, I have a good understanding with the master, so I will naturally have a way to inform the master. If you don't go, I will reveal all the secrets in your heart." !"

snort!
Niaoyou pinched her waist and made a gesture to kick the Yingwu gong, but quickly disappeared into a phantom.

To be honest, whether to eat conch shells or not is secondary. She swallowed a lot of luck in today's spirit cleansing meeting, and even used tricks to steal medicine pills from many little fairies.

If Layman Jingxuan can really earn tens of millions of spirit stones every year, then it doesn't seem too bad for him to recognize this master?

On the other side, in the mourning hall, Taoist Huanglong followed Layman Jingxuan through the door.

Nezha and Yang Jian were taken aback, they were lying on the door to eavesdrop, and almost bumped their noses.

"When the Spirit Creation Department was prosperous, there were countless spiritual materials and treasures on Lanshan Mountain. Although it is now abandoned, the real Huanglong came at the right time,"

Layman Jingxuan said solemnly, "Just last night, when I went back to Lanshan at night, I saw a yellow dragon that circled back to Lanshan and went back and forth nine times. ah!"

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

Immortal Huanglong looked excited, "Take this real person there quickly!"

"seriously?"

Nezha was not happy, "If the master wants to come, Huanglong will circle around. If you want to change someone, you will come with a blue dragon and a purple dragon, right?"

"Treasures have their own ability to choose the owner. The real person has a predestined relationship with the Spirit Creator, so there is such a vision. This department does not have the ability to predict the future. How do you know that the real person is coming today? Having said that, all spiritual objects and treasures are obtained by those who are destined. In short, I originally thought about inviting the four heavenly kings to explore together!"

"How about that?"

Master Huang Long glared at Nezha, and said nonsense, "The opportunity is my own, and no one can take it away."

Daoist Yuding smiled slightly, and teased deliberately, "Brother Taiyi, let's go to see the excitement too, what if the treasure is destined for you and me?"

"You two don't go!"

Master Huanglong refused without hesitation. If it is really a scam, it is okay to say that he will act as a play with his future apprentices, but if there is really a spirit treasure, what if you snatch it away?
"Sizheng, please!"

"Really, please!"

The two of them walked away with humility and concessions.

"You two, go too!"

Yu Ding rolled his eyes, don't tell me there is some mystery, let the two apprentices follow, this senior brother can't say anything, right?

Soon, Master Huanglong and his party of four came to Huilan Mountain.

I saw that the snow-white aura all over the mountain became more and more intense. Although the three of Huang Long couldn't see the aura, they also felt that Lanshan was full of aura this time, and there was something mysterious about it.

Sure enough, there were some tricks, Yang Jian and Nezha looked at each other.

It is not surprising that this kind of rich spiritual energy has bred any kind of natural treasures.

At this moment, among the clouds and mist, the air suddenly oscillated, and there was a faint dragon cry.

A faint golden dragon figure was only Zhang Xu long, but with crystal-clear scales and clear beard and horns. It circled and plunged into the dense jungle.

Yang Jian's vertical eyes suddenly opened, emitting a faint white light.

Layman Jingxuan immediately turned sideways and asked, "What clues can you see?"

Yang Jian shook his head, "It's not a demon or an illusion, but it's more like the dragon of luck that the aura of heaven and earth is calling for?"

If these words are officially confirmed, the hearts of Nezha and Huang Long are suddenly hot.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up!"

Nezha jumped up and turned into a phantom in an instant with the hot wheel under his feet, and got into the dense forest.

"You don't have to be impatient. Since it's something by chance, only people can get it. I assure you that this spiritual material must belong to you!"

Layman Jingxuan comforted the real Huanglong, and at the same time flattered him a little.

Master Huang Long was so impressed that this quasi-apprentice could speak very well!

"Then just walk around at will?"

He wasn't in a hurry anymore, he followed Layman Jingxuan up the mountain with the pace of a worldly expert, as if strolling in a garden.

In a blink of an eye, the little golden dragon reappeared and glanced in their direction.

"duang!"

With a loud noise, the Qiankun circle became three to four feet in size, smashing a large area of ​​rocks, but missing Huanglong.

"So cunning!"

Seeing Nezha's miss, Yang Jian's aggressive temperament was also aroused, "I'll help Nezha!"

swoosh~
He also disappeared.

Master Huanglong put his hands behind his back and said flatly, "If this is your excuse, even the poor can understand it!"

He and Layman Jingxuan were the only two left, and he stopped pretending, and was going to explain to his prospective apprentices, "You can wait for a poor Taoist, 1000 years have passed, don't rush for a while, you can think about it slowly. But the poor Taoist Promises are just as effective.”

"If the master is the real master, the disciples are also real disciples,"

Layman Jingxuan said seriously, "A real person loves you so much. If you want to entrust the business of Yuxu Palace to the Lingzao Division, this department will reciprocate and give back the magic weapon to the real person. What's the problem?"

"well!"

Daoist Huang Long felt at ease, he accepted his proposal in a disguised form, but he didn't want to talk to others, so he wanted to give back the magic weapon, which ruined the reputation of the two of them?
He wanted to say something more, but suddenly a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the little golden dragon got into a huge ebony tree in front of him and disappeared completely.

"It's here, real man, if you split this ebony tree, you will get something!"

Layman Jingxuan quickly pointed out.

Without any hesitation, Master Huang Long drew out his saber and slashed through the air.

"Wow!"

The huge ebony is split into two, at the root of the tree, it is bright yellow, like jade and oil, but it is a huge piece of Huanglongyu!

Huanglongyu, also called yellow wax stone, is a kind of jade, but its hardness is much higher than that of ordinary jade.

But the piece in front of my eyes seemed a bit soft, looking more like a wax paste in shape.

"The spiritual energy has not been fully condensed, otherwise it will break through the sky and go away. This is the best time to recognize the master, real man!"

Layman Jingxuan kept urging, and then added, "With this spiritual material, we can create a yellow dragon seal for senior!"

Ah, Master Huang Long roared loudly, and waited for thousands of years, but the master always said that his opportunity had not come, and gave the magic weapons one by one to the juniors, and watched the juniors pass the magic weapons to the apprentices...

It can be regarded as until today, I, the real Huanglong, also have my own chance!

He let out a long whistle, as if venting the depression in his heart, spit out the lump in his chest, and pinched the Dao Jue in his hand like lightning, one after another, the spiritual power was poured into the yellow wax stone as if he didn't want money.

"hold head high!"

When the dragon chanted again, Layman Jingxuan's eyes widened.

I'm afraid it's not curling up, is it?How good is Niao Niao's acting skills?

With the continuous infusion of spiritual power, the yellow wax stone gradually took shape. At first, it grew bigger and became a yellow jade dragon. Gradually, it began to solidify, and at the same time it kept shrinking. It seemed that it might condense into a real jade stone at any time.

Layman Jingxuan finally knew what was wrong, it wasn't curling at all!
"Aliens are about to be born!"

The curling voice resounded in Layman Jingxuan's heart, and her shadow also flashed across the woods on the other side.

What the hell is this?

Layman Jingxuan felt ten thousand beasts roaring past in his heart.

It's obviously just acting, and I'm just talking nonsense, what's going on, there are really spiritual materials, and what is the alien species that you mentioned?
"boom!"

Suddenly it seemed that thunder fell in mid-air, but it was not thunder.

Back on the Lanshan Mountain, the originally vast snow-like white luck, and layers of clouds, like towering rock formations, slowly spread out, making a loud rumbling noise.

A huge snow-white body was exposed, and from the perspective of layman Jingxuan, it was impossible to see its whole picture.

It only feels as crystal clear as snow, yet ethereal as clouds, vaguely like a huge flying insect?

"Squeak~ squeak!"

The huge sound was like thunder, but it was only suppressed within the range of returning to Lanshan, and it echoed repeatedly.

The yellow wax stone on the ground was attracted by this breath, and suddenly accelerated the process of agglomeration, becoming only about a foot in size, and slowly hovering in mid-air, as if it would fall into Huanglong's hands in the next moment.

"Sizheng, is Sizheng you? Are there any treasures for the poor to feast their eyes on?"

In the distance, Zi Yan's voice finally sounded, but you came at a wrong time!

Layman Jingxuan hated this annoying old bastard so much!

The voice of Yingwu gong also sounded in his heart at the same time, "The prey has entered the trap, ready to collect the net, master, prepare to collect the net!"

Taoist Zi Yan's figure had already appeared above the dense forest, but the two people below him paid no attention to him and didn't even look at him.

"Is it Yunmeng Tianchan?"

Master Huanglong couldn't help shouting while refining the yellow wax stone.

Then, in the dense forest, suddenly a cold light flashed, an indescribably fast arc of light cut off more than a dozen giant trees, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the layman Jingxuan.

The giant cicada in the sky seemed to be frightened and retreated into the clouds.

Layman Jingxuan was distracted by this effort, and the murderous intent was in front of him.

"Get out of the way!"

But there was a powerful attack on his body, Master Huanglong turned into a golden light and hit him, the two of them flew up at the same time, smashing countless rocks.

"Bah!"

The little golden dragon condensed from the yellow wax stone missed the last step. It failed to condense into a solid form. It fell from mid-air and turned into a wax-like liquid, seeping into a messy mountain.

"Layman, layman, are you alright?"

Nezha helped up the layman Jingxuan who was full of gold stars, while Yang Jian helped up the ashen-faced and bereaved Daoist Huanglong.

"You... why are you here?"

Immortal Ziyan is so alive that he also showed up at this juncture. Hundreds of thousands of chickens, ducks and sheep the size of rice grains were imprisoned in the magic weapon in his hand.

"Pooh!"

Master Huanglong spat out blood, pointed at Master Ziyan, and said through gritted teeth,

"Yang Jian, kill him!"

"Nezha, you go too!"

(End of this chapter)