Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 121 Tang Monk (5) In front of the Flame Mountain, Avalokitesvara Transforms into Calamity
With three heads and six arms, there is no doubt that it is a good supernatural power.

Since Nezha taught it, Wang Li has never given up his practice.

But so far, he hasn't really used it in combat.

It's not that he didn't want to, but after he completed his cultivation, he felt that he hadn't grasped the essence of superhuman strength. Instead, he was a little at a loss because of the extra two heads and four arms. .

Wang Li wanted to talk to Nezha about how to solve this problem in the future, but now that he has encountered it in advance, there is no need to wait.

At this point in time, Nezha was a little shocked by Wang Li's three-headed and six-armed behavior.

Although there were some noisy arguments in front of him, Nezha was also curious, so he took advantage of the pointing effort to explore "Tang Monk".

It should be said that professional things should indeed be left to professional people.

With Nezha's advice, Wang Li's mind became clear, and the three heads and six arms cooperated better and better.

During this period, Qingniu kept sending all kinds of weapons to the cave, from which we know that Monkey King has been looking for helpers to give away heads.

After going back and forth several times, Wang Li called Qingniu to stop.

"How long do you want to lock me up?"

Qingniu snorted: "What's up with you, I'm going to eat you!"

Wang Li glanced at him, "You tossed and tossed so much back and forth, you defeated many gods, and you've become famous."

"Tch, what good does such a reputation do to me?"

Seeing that Qingniu was not on the right track, Wang Li had no choice but to recruit him to him, and the two communicated with each other again.

Not long after, Qingniu left with bright eyes.

Nezha asked suspiciously, "You fake monk, what bad idea are you coming up with?"

"You can't talk nonsense. The poor monk is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the second disciple of the Tathagata. His roots are straight and Miaohong's Lingshan direct line."

"This statement is true, but I always feel that you have some deal with that monster."

"Wrong, it's not a transaction, but a heart-to-heart."

"Are you still a good monk if you can communicate with monsters?"

"The poor monk is trying to enlighten him. If there is a chance, I can save him into Lingshan."

Nezha suddenly seemed to have heard a big joke, and was out of breath from laughing for a while.

Wang Li also laughed. Of course, his smile seemed to be well thought out, but he also understood that it was enough for some peepers to say such things. Even if Qingniu really wanted to go to Lingshan, Tathagata might not dare to ask him.

In the next few days, Wang Li followed Nezha to practice three-headed and six-armed.

And the reinforcements brought by Wukong outside changed from heaven to Buddhism, and the weapons sent by Qingniu also became Buddhist magic weapons.

Another day, the green bull came into the cave ferociously, and heard its voice before seeing its person.

"Tang Seng, today is the time for my king to eat you!"

What Wang Li heard was: You can get ready to continue westward.

"So fast?" He was a little surprised.

Qingniu: "It's still slow, I can't wait for a long time... Wait a minute, what is that in your hand?"

In Wang Li's left hand is half a magic pestle, and in his right hand is half a string of Buddha beads. The fierce sword energy surges up in his palm, wrapping the magic weapon tightly. The inner sword energy continues to be separated and transported. The golden sword pill on the chest.

"I'm refining the sword." He said honestly.

"Nonsense, I know you're refining a sword, but what's in your hand?!"

"A magic weapon."

Qingniu rushed to the corner to search for a kind of magic weapon, and finally turned around strangely: "How can you use someone else's finished magic weapon to refine your own sword?"

Wang Li smiled: "This is the sword art learned by the poor monk and Tongtianhexia. It can be said to be unparalleled in the world."

Qing Niu looked at the wreckage of the two disused magic weapons in Wang Li's hands, raised the corners of his mouth, but frowned tightly: "Your sword art is so powerful, can you swallow the innate magic weapon?"

Wang Li shook his head: "I haven't tried it, why don't you find one and give me a try?"

"Hey, why don't you try this?" Qingniu smiled and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a golden ring.

Nezha saw it, and immediately said: "Monster, what kind of magic weapon are you, that you can take away my treasure?"

"The defeated generals don't talk." Qing Niu replied casually, Nezha blushed with anger, turned his head and Qing Niu said to Wang Li: "Monk, you are practicing swords at this time, aren't you holding your feet temporarily?"

"No, the road to practice is a long way, and it's never too late to do what should be done."

"You will be eaten by me soon."

Wang Li thought for a while and said, "Why don't we fight again?"

Qingniu was stunned: "Come again?"

Wang Li immediately put away the remaining body of the magic weapon, left the tiger skin stone bed, stood up, and suddenly showed three heads and six arms.

"When you learn a new supernatural power, you always have to try it."

Qingniu frowned: "Death is imminent, and you still want to try supernatural powers?"

Qingniu means: You are about to leave, so don't bother?

Wang Li was serious: "If I lose this time, you fill up the pot, heat the water, and I will jump in by myself."

Qingniu rolled his eyes to the sky, but he also knew that Wang Li had made up his mind.

So, he turned his hand, and the spear appeared: "Okay, then I'll convince you to death, come on!"

Nezha exclaimed: "Monk, don't seek your own death, Wukong is still outside, he will definitely rescue you!"

But Wang Li was very firm: "Nezha, never put your hope on others. Those who help themselves, God will help them!"

Nezha was taken aback.

The sword pill in front of Wang Li unfolded and turned into a slightly transparent semi-finished flying sword in his hand, and with a wave of the remaining five arms, several magic weapons flew from the corner.

He grabbed the Golden Cudgel, Qiankun Circle, Huntian Ribbon, Fire Pointed Spear and Huode Xingjun's fire flag in turn.

The six arms moved in unison, except for the slightly stagnant fire flag, the other five magic weapons were all shining brightly, their spirituality was active, and their power was fully displayed.

Nezha became more and more suspicious: "Monk, how can you use my magic weapon?"

Because I have used it!

But Wang Li intentionally parted his head to look at him, and said seriously: "This treasure is destined for the poor monk!"

Nezha was stunned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable, and immediately pulled his neck and shouted: "You don't want to hit my baby's attention!!"

However, at this time, Wang Li had already started fighting with Qingniu.

Six arms control six magic weapons, and three heads look in all directions.

Qingniu was forced back again and again for a while, the two of them fought out from the cave all the way, and they cleared the mountain in a short time.

Outside Jindou Mountain, there are still many heavenly soldiers on display in the sky, and a group of people from heaven and Buddhism who have lost their treasures are waiting for the monkey to continue to rescue the soldiers.

When the green bull came out of the cave, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

It's just that when they saw the three-headed and six-armed Tang Seng pressing down on the green bull with a magic weapon, they couldn't help being dumbfounded and shocked.

It can be seen that not everyone knows what Tang Seng did on the Tongtian River.

"No, why is Qingniu's cultivation so weak?" Tota King Li Jing immediately discovered the problem.

"His cultivation level is the same as Tang Seng's. Is this a competition?" Someone responded.

Huode Xingjun pointed at Wang Li's arm from afar, and exclaimed, "That's my fire flag!"

Just at this moment, Wang Li pressed Qingniu with his sword, pumped Leng Zi and struck Qingniu's head with a stick, really hitting sparks.

Immediately, a god exclaimed: "How can this Tang monk even use Monkey King's golden cudgel?"

"They are masters and apprentices, and it's nothing unusual to use them."

"It's reasonable and reasonable."

On the ground, Qingniu stepped back a few steps, covered his head, his eyes were full of surprise, as if to say: Are you serious?
Wang Li raised his eyebrows: Of course!
This is the last chance for him and Qingniu to fight.

Although it is impossible for him to get magic weapons such as the golden cudgel after returning, it is extremely necessary to be proficient in three heads and six arms in advance. After all, as the third generation of Shushan immortals, the elders will never allow him to walk into the ring with one hand empty .

In front of the immortals and Buddhas all over the sky, Qingniu also wanted to save face, so he also became serious, and the release of water was no longer so obvious.

So ever.

On Jindou Mountain, the precious light shines brightly.

The golden cudgel is lit with multicolored merits and virtues, the fire-pointed spear and red tassels are like flames, the circle of heaven and earth is held high and everyone is falling, the hunting silk is flying and circling, and the fire flag is shaking and blooming red.

The flying sword is sometimes in hand, and it faces the green bull spear, with the lotus growing at every step, and the antelope hanging horns, coming and going like a shadow.

If you let go, you will suddenly gather tens of thousands of hectares of waves, and the angry waves will surge;

"When did this monk Tang become so powerful?"

"Didn't Tang Seng be the only mortal in the Buddhist scriptures team?"

"Such a supernatural combat method, although the cultivation base is a bit poor, but..."

A group of immortals and Buddhas were discussing and looking around, but outsiders didn't know what was going on in their hearts.

Qingniu is an excellent partner, because of his extremely high cultivation level, he can easily see through Wang Li. He knows what Wang Li needs, and he knows what Wang Li can do but has not yet achieved.

If it were someone else, where would there be any chance to recruit the real Da Luo Jinxian as a training partner?
For an ordinary monk in the Yuanshen Realm, it is good fortune to be able to meet Da Luo Jinxian in person, and being able to say a word to Da Luo Jinxian may be enough for him to boast for a lifetime.

Wang Li has already been at the forefront of all potential opponents in future generations.

After fighting fiercely for a long time, I probably felt that it was almost over. A cloud of auspicious clouds flew over from the sky, and the originally noisy sky became silent for an instant.

On the cloud, standing next to Wukong was an old man with white hair and a childlike face. His figure was slightly stooped, and there was nothing unusual about him.

But in the sky and on the earth, everyone respects them.

Wukong couldn't help being taken aback when he saw his master fighting Qingniu again, and he was even more shocked when he saw that Wang Li was still holding the golden cudgel in his hand.

On the ground, Wang Li and Qing Niu stopped at the same time.

Qingniu squinted at Wang Li, but Wang Li only had Laojun in his eyes at this moment.

Finally... I saw my ancestor.

It's a pity that I can't worship, let alone recognize.

Turning his head to look at Qingniu, he saw that Qingniu's eyes became more and more confused, and he seemed to be more firmly convinced of something.

Wang Li smiled back, and Qingniu nodded imperceptibly.

It was as if everything was unspoken.

On the cloud, Wukong said anxiously: "Old officer, hurry up..."

"Wukong!" Wang Li yelled, and immediately took the initiative to salute the old gentleman: "The disciple of the poor monk is ignorant, and I will forgive my sins to the old gentleman."

After all, although Wukong is smart, he knows very little about the world, and even caused a great misunderstanding of the world in some deliberate concealment and deduction.

He had no idea what the old man beside him at this moment represented.

Even if he is not Wukong, he can allow others to disrespect the patriarch.

Wukong was puzzled again.

But Laojun chuckled: "It's okay. Niu Er, why don't you go home?"

Immediately, Qingniu dropped the weapon, knelt down on the ground, quickly reappeared in its original form, and flew into the sky.

At this moment, Wukong couldn't help complaining: "Old Lord, you are so powerful, you took away all the weapons we were waiting for, and the magic weapon is also yours, right?"

"Yes, you should be very familiar with that baby."

"Oh?"

Laojun waved his hand, and a golden circle flew out of Qingniu's body.

Wukong looked at it, and immediately recalled: "This...isn't this the ring that you used to smash my head when my grandson made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace?"

Laojun stroked his beard and smiled: "Exactly."

"Oh! You..." Wukong wanted to blame him, but when he thought of what Wang Li said just now, he couldn't help but paused, grabbed his hand, and said: "In the future, you will let your boy tie up the cow , if I run off again, my old grandson will sue in front of the Jade Emperor!"

Laojun nodded kindly with a smile, and immediately led the green bull away.

Wang Li bowed his head: "Congratulations to Laojun!"

Immediately afterwards, behind Wukong, a group of immortals and Buddhas also said in unison: "Respectfully send Laojun!"

In such a situation, the monkey's eyes blinked quickly.

Qingniu surrendered, the catastrophe is over.

Wang Li lifted his head and six arms, and returned the golden cudgel to Wukong, while Huode Xingjun took the fire flag back from afar.

Afterwards, many magic treasures flew out of the cave and returned to their original owners.

It's just that some of them couldn't get the treasure back no matter what they did, and they were so anxious that their foreheads were sweating.

Wang Li turned a blind eye to this and only saluted and thanked everyone.

And those who lost their treasures were too embarrassed to ask Wang Li directly, let alone go to Tushita Palace to look for Qingniu, so they could only confess with heartache.

Not long after, a group of gods dispersed.

Wang Li looked at Li Jing's back.

Wukong was curious: "Master, what do you think he is doing?"

"Nezha is still in the cave."

"Hey, master doesn't know something, and Nezha has some rifts with his father."

"Oh?"

"My old grandson doesn't know exactly how. Every time I ask Nezha, he doesn't say anything."

Wang Li nodded, turned around and looked around, and saw quite a few little monsters kneeling on the ground trembling, or sneaking away and turning their heads to escape, so he ordered: "Wukong, block Jindou Mountain, don't allow any monster to escape, and let them all go!" Gather."

"Hey, master, do you want to?"

"Do things first."

"Okay!" In response, Wukong grabbed the golden cudgel and soared into the clouds, and soon a stick like a pillar of heaven reached down from the head of the cloud, and drew a circle around Jindou Mountain.

Wang Li turned back into the cave, untied Nezha, and returned a magic weapon.

"Monk, has that monster been subdued?" Nezha's expression improved.

"Don't call him a monster now, he is from heaven just like you."

"Huh?" Nezha frowned: "Which god is he? Or is it the mount of a god?"

"He is Laojun's cow."

"It turned out to be a cow from Tushita Palace, no wonder there is such a powerful baby." Nezha suddenly said, "Since this matter is over, I should go back, monk, be careful in the future."

"I send you."

"No need."

"need."

Nezha couldn't push him, so he could only let Wang Li send him to the entrance of the cave.

Before leaving, Nezha was puzzled: "Monk, you seem to be familiar with me?"

Wang Li smiled and said, "Just ask the world, who doesn't know the third prince Nezha?"

Nezha shook his head slowly: "That's not the case, I feel..." As he spoke, he frowned slightly, as if he was considering his words, but after thinking about it, he suddenly shook his head: "Forget it! Monk, although I don't feel that right now. You are a holy monk, but you are not a bad person."

"This is the honor of the poor monk."

"Okay, let's meet again."

"The poor monk is destined to be with you."

Nezha hummed twice and flew away.

Turning back into the cave, Wang Li quickly found several other apprentices.

They were all tied up by Qingniu, especially Bajie, whose whole body was caught in the rope net, and his body was suspended in the air.

"Master!" As soon as they entered the cave, several people shouted.

Bajie: "Master! Why have you been arrested? Brother Monkey, did he go to rescue soldiers? Master, this disciple is too miserable!!"

With a flick of Wang Li's sword, the flying sword escaped, untied the ropes between Xiaobailong and Drifting Monk, and cut the hanging rope behind Bajie.

Bajie fell heavily on the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

"Oh! Master, can't you be more careful, I almost lost my breath when I fell this old pig."

"You're fine if you didn't fall to your death." Wang Li angrily cut off the rope net outside him with his sword, and said, "If you are asked to beg for alms, how can you steal someone's clothes?"

Bajie was stunned, "Master, how did you know..."

Drifting said: "Senior brother, if you hadn't gone to steal other people's clothes this time, Master wouldn't have been arrested by that monster just to save you."

"Master..." Bajie was immediately moved when he heard the words.

But Wang Li said: "There will be a next time, I don't care about you as a teacher, just wait to be fried and eaten!"

Bajie bowed his head: "Master, this disciple knows he's wrong."

In a blink of an eye, the four walked out of the cave, and a large group of little demons had gathered in front of the mountain.

Wukong came up to meet him, and reprimanded Bajie again, but this time Bajie, who knew he had no reason, let Wukong teach him a lesson and did not dare to retaliate, which made the monkey feel bored after talking for a while.So he looked at Wang Li: "Master, what are you going to do with these little monsters?"

"Wukong, in the next day you have time, you can call the land of the mountain gods and investigate their past. If they are just gathering together and causing chaos, then they will be dismissed. If the crime is serious, then...send them to reincarnation."

As soon as this remark came out, the eyes of several apprentices looking at him changed.

Wang Li turned a blind eye.

Wukong quickly dealt with the matter, and Wang Li didn't ask for follow-up.

The next morning, the five set off again.

Cleanse your mind and convert to enlightenment, eat wind and sleep water and go westward.

In a few days, it will be early spring.

The ground is full of red brocade, and the mountains are green.

Suddenly, there was a small river in front of him, with clear water and cold waves.

The willows are hanging green by the river, revealing the corners of the eaves of the thatched house. A small boat is tied to a wooden stake, and a woman is busy on the bank.

"Master, shall we cross the river by boat?" Bajie said.

Wang Li waved his hand, walked to the river, wrapped up his robe and squatted down, scooping up a handful of clear water.

Seeing this, Bajie quickly took out the purple gold bowl, scooped up a bowl full of water, and handed it over graciously, "Master, drink it."

Wang Li glanced at him, if he didn't know the details of Bajie, he would definitely think that the pig wanted to harm him.

"Master, don't you drink?"

"Don't drink."

"I'll drink that old pig myself." As he spoke, he raised the bowl to his mouth.

At the same time, Wukong, Xiaobailong and others squatted by the river to hold water.

"I think it's better for you not to drink." Wang Li spoke neither too fast nor too slowly, but the timing was just right.

Several people paused and looked at it one after another.

Wang Li stood up and opened Jian Tong with a blink of an eye.

The misty waves above the Qinghe River are vast, and life is full of life in the misty clouds.

There are true spirit lights everywhere in the water, but under the infiltration of the river full of vitality, transparent soul bodies are gathered early one by one, and when the time comes, they will be fully grown up.

In the lower layer of the river, the Yin Qi gathers, like ink dripping, and the light is difficult to penetrate, but this Yin Qi does not make people alive, but it is full of nature and full of good fortune.

The power of the primordial spirit opened up and connected to the four apprentices. Immediately, they also saw the scene that Wang Li saw, which was a different kind of shared vision.

Several people immediately poured back the river water in their hands, and looked at this small river in amazement, but there was a universe inside.

"Master, what's the situation?" Bajie emptied the purple gold bowl.

But Wukong looked at Wang Li's sword pupils, and felt that his piercing eyes seemed to suddenly lose their fragrance.

Wang Li shook his head: "I don't understand why, but this river water is definitely not suitable for quenching thirst. Bajie... No, Xiaobai, you go to a distant place to fetch water, and we will move on."

Bajie was immediately unhappy: "Why doesn't Master let me go?"

Wukong pinched his ear: "Idiot, Master is afraid that you will be lazy again, so the water from this river may be what you brought back!"

The little white dragon flew away with the purple golden bowl, Wang Li and his disciples walked on the water, the old woman by the river looked at their backs in surprise.

Not long after, Xiao Bailong returned, and the group ate dry food with the river water, and soon saw a city appearing in front of them.

"Master, go to the city to rest?" Bajie said again.

Wang Li shook his head firmly: "Bajie, you and Wukong entered the city in human form, and set off immediately after changing the official documents."

"Master, are you not going?"

"Don't go."

He didn't come here to learn scriptures, but to fight monsters. There are no monsters in this daughter's country, and the real fairy Ruyi who guards the Luotai Spring may not be a bad person.

You can't beat up the mortals in the Queen's Kingdom, can you?

So, sister queen, see you next time.

As for the catastrophe that should have happened in Daughter Country, what does it matter to me?

"Remember, don't create chaos, don't get angry, don't show your original shape, and don't reveal any words. You are just monks from the Tang Dynasty, not the Marshal of the Canopy, and you are not the Monkey King. After changing the official documents, you can leave the city. Stay. Especially you, Bajie, if you really want to go back to Gaolaozhuang separately, then just make trouble, I guarantee that from now on your name will never appear in the sutra learning team."

A warning instantly cheered up Wukong and Bajie.

The two entered the city in the appearance of ordinary monks, while Wang Li, Xiao Bailong, and Drifting Monk were waiting outside.

In the afternoon, the two returned smoothly.

"Master! You don't know, this is a country of daughters! The city is full of women, and there is not even a single man!" Bajie started to call from a distance. "Master! Brother Monkey and I entered the city, but we were surrounded by those women for a good meal. We finally saw their past, and after a while of tossing, we changed the official document. And the river water, Brother Monkey and I also Find out, it turns out..."

Wang Li took a look at the official document, the corners of his mouth raised, and passed it to Drifting Monk to keep it.

When Xiaobailong and Drifting heard the name and function of the Zimu River, they were even more astonished and frightened.

Wang Li didn't speak until Bajie finished speaking.

"Wukong, since there is Luotai Spring on the mountain, you can go and get one. The Ruyi Immortal who guards Luotai Spring is the sworn brother of the Bull Demon King. If you have a word with him, if it doesn't make sense, then fight. "

"Okay! Master wait a moment."

At dusk, Wukong returned with a big water bag full.

Wang Li turned to fill another bag of mother river water, and they set off again.

On the way, Wang Li poured out a little spring water from time to time for research. Zimu River and Luotai Spring, one yin and one yang, seem to be distinct and even restrain each other. .

The biggest difference is that in addition to Yin and Yang, Zimu River and Luotai Spring have another kind of avenue running through them.

good fortune.

Since the beginning of the world, there is no one who has the deepest control over good fortune, than the sage Nuwa Empress.

The country of daughters did not come out of thin air.

But Wang Li doesn't have time to explore these secrets at this time, so he can only leave them for the future, and what attracts him most now is of course Yin and Yang.

An in-depth study of yin and yang will be of great benefit to the Liangyi Mochen Sword Formation.

However, within two days after the departure, when a group of people were resting, a gust of evil wind suddenly rose up and pierced through, wrapping the king carp around them and fleeing away again.

With such extreme speed, even Wukong couldn't react for a while.

But the master was suddenly lost, the four disciples were startled and furious, and after a while of quarreling, they dispersed to search everywhere.

Let's talk about Wang Li.

With the evil wind, he was even more unable to resist, and his vision was dim.

The only good thing is that he has already prepared for this, so he doesn't panic.

After a while, he felt that he stopped suddenly, and the scene in front of him quickly recovered.

This is a prosperous gazebo, and he is sitting on a stone bench, in front of him is a woman with a beautiful appearance and an excellent figure.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the eyes are delicate and charming, the pupils are charming, the clothes are light and thin, the skin is tender and curvy.

"Brother Yudi." With a soft call, Ying's cry mellowed into people's hearts, tender and charming.

Wang Li gave her a blank look.

The queen didn't even have a chance to call me that, but you monster called me first?

Seeing this, Xie Zijing pursed his mouth and said coquettishly, "Why is Brother Yu looking at me like this?"

Wang Li reached out to pick a grape from the plate in front of him and ate it, then said: "I think you don't know how to live or die."

Immediately, the scorpion spirit narrowed her eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in her pupils.

"Just because of your apprentices?" She Jiao Didi smiled contemptuously, "If I hadn't seen them clearly, even the most famous Monkey King, Monkey King, would have been so painful that he would have cried after eating my poisonous pile. Shout out."

"Are you proud?"

"Shouldn't it?" Xie Zijing asked back, "Brother Yu, you don't know that I also went to Lingshan back then, and now I'm safe and well?"

Wang Li suddenly laughed: "That's it. The poor monk is going to the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven as a Buddhist scripture learner. Now you are blocking the way privately. I don't know if you have thought about the consequences?"

When he said this, the scorpion spirit seemed to come back to his senses, and his expression immediately changed.

"What do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple. You can either kill me immediately and be hunted down, or continue to lock me up and be killed."

"Hmph, according to what you say, I'm doomed?" Scorpion Jing's eyes flashed sharply, "Then why didn't I take you to die with me?"

"Don't panic, originally you were indeed doomed, but you can run for your life immediately. You said you had been to Lingshan but left safely, and now you may still be alive if you start running away."

Xie Zijing stared at him for a while, and finally burst out laughing, "Brother Yu, you are really eloquent, I really can't wait to try it."

What she said to try must be the unscrupulous kind.

Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Wang Li closed his eyes and remained silent.

Afterwards, Xie Zijing got up and came to him, rubbing left and right, intending to cloud and rain, but Wang Li followed his heart and stood firm.

Suddenly a golden light flashed, and Wukong swung his stick to hit him.

Seeing this, Wang Li turned to practice with his eyes closed, cut off external consciousness, and ignored things outside his body.

His time is limited and cannot be wasted. The scorpion spirit is not a green bull and cannot negotiate, so it is better to leave it to Wukong to do it.

After a few days and nights, the star official Pleiades suppressed the scorpion spirit with a cock crow, and Bajie beat the scorpion to pieces with a rake.

The scorpion spirit is a monster that eats people, and Wang Li has no intention of rescuing her.

Nothing happened before and after, continue westbound.

South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest.

Avalokitesvara sits on the lotus platform, counting with fingers, the more difficult it is.

Since Xuanzang enlightened and practiced the Dharma, the planned catastrophe has been reduced a lot.

Tong Tianhe, "Falling into the Tianhe River" is gone, and if Guanyin hadn't taken the initiative, even "Fish Basket Appearing" would have disappeared.

Jindou Mountain is complete.

But the daughter country is short of the dilemma of "drinking water is poisoned" and "the daughter country stays married".

"Pipa Cave Suffering" is true, but it also depends on the ability of the scorpion spirit itself, otherwise, Guanyin estimates that the current Xuanzang will not wait for his disciples to save him.

In a short period of time, the three difficulties have been eliminated.

And the next catastrophe is also the top priority in the whole number of ninety-nine.

However, with Xuanzang's current disposition, it's not that he can't use mortals as bait, but the introduction of the catastrophe has to be changed. It's best to take advantage of this adjustment to make up for all the disasters that were missing before.

Determined, Avalokitesvara pondered for a moment, and several dharma bodies flew out of the bamboo forest from different directions.

On the way west, Wang Li also felt something was wrong.

It has been seven months since I met the scorpion spirit last time, and it has been more than a year since the Tongtian River.

However, they have never encountered any further problems.

If he is really Chen Xuanzang, then he should be very lucky.

But such a situation is obviously unreasonable.

Otherwise, how can we make up the difficulty of 81?
Buddhist scriptures are more anxious than anyone else, and it is impossible to postpone it for no reason.

After the scorpion spirit, it was supposed to be the turn of the "True and False Monkey King". The introduction of this incident was because Tang Seng was kidnapped by bandits, and Monkey King was expelled by Tang Seng after killing the bandits. take.

After thinking about it this way, Wang Li suddenly understood.

If Avalokitesvara continues to design according to the original script, then Wang Li can clean up those robbers without Sun Wukong's action, so how can he expel Wukong and give Liu Er a chance to appear on the stage?
So, she should be busy revising the script during this period of time, maybe she needs to hire another actor?

Wang Li suddenly laughed.

It is indeed a bit boring to follow everything as planned, and this change is more interesting to him.

I hope Guanyin will not disappoint people.

Day after day, Wang Li also practiced diligently every day, and his cultivation had reached the state of practicing spirit and returning to the void.At the same time, his intensive research on various supernatural powers has become more and more in-depth.

In addition to those supernatural powers that have already matured, the more successful ones are mastering the five thunders and forging the five internal organs with the five thunders and five qi. This is the effect of the supernatural powers themselves.

Wang Li also has his own ideas about the five internal organs of the sword because he started from the sword heart. After introducing the sword energy, although he has not yet been able to refine the other internal organs to the same high level and status as the sword heart that governs the sword, he faintly feels that he is It seems to have caught the point.

In other words, this is a feasible path, but as of later generations, no one has really walked it out.

Secondly, he carefully reworked "Scattering Beans into Soldiers".

As the name suggests, this supernatural power throws out beans and turns them into pawns, but the beans are not ordinary beans, and the pawns are also Taoist soldiers such as heavenly soldiers or yellow scarf warriors.

The reason why you choose Sprinkling Beans into Soldiers is to meet the needs of the sword array.

The formation also requires formation eyes, and even the assistance of many key nodes.

For a sword array, Wang Li needs a lot of swords.

But he doesn't want to have 360 ​​five-handed fairy swords in the future to set up the Zhou Tianxing sword formation, so he has to find a substitute in advance, even if it is just now, it is best for the wind and thunder sword formation to have two formation eyes, each of which can control the wind. with ray.

Therefore, Bean Soldiers are for reference.

No matter what is sprinkled, Wang Li hopes that it can become a real sword. It doesn't need the sword itself to be strong, as long as it can be used.

These are two completely different concepts from Wan Jian Jue.

If the development is successful, Wang Li even thinks that it has the potential to become the fourth layer of Yu Jian Jue.

Of course, there is no problem in mastering the Bean Soldier itself at present, but the progress of learning from it is mediocre.

The days are changing and the weather is getting hotter.

The five masters and apprentices wore thinner and thinner clothes, but they still couldn't avoid profuse sweating.

Even if the mana is running, it seems that it can't offset the blazing heat between heaven and earth.

Wang Li finally stopped his distracted practice.

He knew very well that the Flame Mountain had arrived.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Wukong.

Before Wang Li arrived, Tang Seng had already overcame Honghai'er's difficulty, but now Honghaier is a good fortune boy beside Guanyin.

Now that Huoyan Mountain is in trouble, Princess Iron Fan's plantain fan is needed, and the previous and subsequent events are intertwined and involved, and there are many things to do.

Come to think of it, Guanyin should change the script here, right?

"Goku."

"Master."

Wang Li wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter, which is quite inconsistent with the season. You should explore the way first, and find out what is the reason and how to deal with it."

"Okay, Lao Sun is going to visit here, and you guys should rest first."

After Wukong left, Wang Li said to Xiaobailong again: "Xiaobai, go get water, as much as you can."

"Yes, Master."

After Xiaobailong left, Bajie also said: "Master, how about I also go and look around?"

"What are you looking at?"

"Let's see if there is someone there, so I can make some vegetarian food for Master to eat."

Wang Li: "Do you remember when was the last time I ate?"

"It's been about half a year?" Bajie thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Isn't Master already hungry?"

"I won't be hungry if I don't eat in this life, so stop talking nonsense with me."

Bajie's face collapsed, and he sat down sullenly.

Wang Li had no choice but to say: "Go by yourself, don't cause trouble, and get back when you're full."

Bajie immediately beamed with joy: "Okay! Master, don't worry, I will definitely bring back delicious food for you, old pig."

"I don't need it." Although Wang Li said it, Bajie obviously didn't hear it or deliberately pretended not to hear it.

So for a while, there was only one Drifting monk beside him.

Lao Sha was still diligent and conscientious, even though his indigo-colored skin was wet with sweat, he still packed his luggage without complaining.

Wang Li looked at it twice, and said, "Wujing, go find any rivers nearby, see if we can walk along the river, and cool off from the heat."

Sand Monk agreed first, but hesitated before leaving: "Master, if I go, you will be alone..."

"It's okay, I've seen it for the teacher, there is no evil spirit around, you just go and come back soon, besides, your senior brother is coming back soon."

"Then it's better to wait for the big brother to come back..."

"Wujing."

"This... well, then master, you should rest well first, and the disciples will go back quickly."

"Ah."

After Drifting left, Wang Li was really left alone.

He sat on the ground, thinking in his heart: such a good opportunity, shouldn't I let it go?
The next moment, clouds flew over from the sky and quickly pressed down, and Wukong jumped down.

"Master, I got it clear."

Wang Li looked at Wukong, or at the back of Wukong. After a brief pause, he smiled slightly and said, "How is the situation?"

Wukong shook his head again and again and said: "No, no, it turns out that there is a [-]-mile Flaming Mountain in front of you. There is no grass growing around it, and the fire is endless day and night. My grandson also went in and walked there, but found that the flames did not know where they came from. All the mana was burned away, and if Lao Sun hadn't withdrawn quickly, maybe the monkey hair would have been burned clean."

Wang Li frowned at the right time: "Is there a solution?"

"No."

"Is it because you haven't looked for a solution yet, or did you find that you can't solve it after looking for it?"

Wukong frowned immediately, and said displeasedly: "Master, why did you say that? Could it be that my old grandson is that stupid idiot who is always lazy and doesn't work hard?"

Wang Li got up: "I asked you if you looked for it or not?"

Wukong waved his hand impatiently: "Of course I did!"

"Who did you find?"

"Ask a few local people to ask, but they don't know."

"Of course mortals don't know."

Wukong's eyes twitched: "I also asked the mountain gods and the land here, and they are almost dying of heat, so what can I do?"

Wang Li finally showed a sad face.

Seeing this, Wukong hurriedly said, "Master, I'm afraid we won't be able to get through this place."

Wang Li glared at him immediately: "Is there really something hard to get through in this world?"

"Oh, of course not for my old grandson, but for Master, that's too much."

Hearing this, Wang Li was silent for a long time, which actually made Wukong wait a little anxiously.

In the end, he shook his head and said, "The ignorant is fearless."

Wukong was a little angry: "Master, what do you mean?"

"not understand?"

The golden cudgel slammed to the ground with a bang, and Wukong half-threateningly said: "I don't understand."

Wang Li said bluntly: "I mean, you are too ignorant."

In an instant, the monkey's eyes widened and it bared its fangs.

"What, you want to hit me?" Wang Li asked.

The monkey swung the golden cudgel and pointed at Wang Li: "Little monk, don't push yourself too far!"

Instead of retreating, Wang Li took a step forward and pointed at his bald head.

"Come on, see it, hit here!"

The monkey raised the stick directly.

Wang Li said again: "But you have to think about it, if you don't kill me with a stick today, then I will definitely try to kill you in the future."

During the speech, the four eyes met.

In the depths of the monkey's pupils, Wang Li couldn't see any anger that only existed on the surface, only full of unwillingness and sorrow.

As for the monkey, he also saw a unique light in Wang Li's eyes, which was absolute sobriety hidden by the light of the sword.

At this moment, they suddenly understood each other's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)