Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 284 [On Liangcha Ridge, Yang Jiao joins the gang]

Naturally, Xuanzang didn't need to take action in setting up camp. When he left Chang'an, he brought a lot of money with him just to face such a situation in the wilderness.

"Hurrah!"

A gust of strange wind blew away the tent built by the two followers, and even the stones on the ground trembled slightly. This was obviously not a wind that should exist in nature.

"Ha ha!"

"I didn't expect that our brothers would encounter such a good blood food."

"Brother, look, there is a monk with thin skin and tender flesh. He is really lucky."

Three figures appeared in front of everyone. They were three green-faced monsters with fangs. The leader of them was a bear spirit with jet black hair. Under the night, they looked very eye-catching.

"Ah! Monster."

"The monster is coming, run."

Xuanzang didn't make any move, but the two followers sent by Emperor Tang had already panicked and ran away into the distance.

"Chucky!"

"General Yin, go and capture these two people."

The bear spirit sneered and added at the end, "Be careful, don't get scratched and it will affect the taste."

"As ordered."

The green-faced and fanged tiger demon beside him grinned and revealed his ferocious fangs, and disappeared in an instant, apparently chasing the two fleeing people.

"Monk, why don't you run?"

The bear spirit looked curiously at Xuanzang, who had a calm expression on his face, and seemed very surprised that Xuanzang remained silent.

"Amitabha, if running away is useful, the young monk will naturally run away."

"It's a pity that a poor monk with a mortal body could not escape the pursuit of several great kings."

Xuanzang smiled lightly, as if he was not afraid of the monster in front of him at all.

"Tch, ants are still greedy for life. How will you know if you can't escape if you don't try? I think you are so scared that your legs are weak, chi chi chi."

The bear spirit sneered a few times, "But it's okay, it will save you blood splattering all over me when I kill you later."

Xuanzang smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "You really can't kill this poor monk."

Xiong Jing said amusedly: "Why can't I kill you?"

"Because the poor monk needs to go to the West to obtain scriptures, you can't kill the poor monk."

"It's ridiculous, it's extremely ridiculous."

The bear spirit roared wildly several times, and a large beheading knife in his hand emitted a cold light under the moonlight. The bear spirit's eyes shone with cold light, "Since you are so eager to die, then I will send you to the underworld." .”

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh and blood being cut was heard, and a rather large head rolled to the ground. The head's eyes were full of doubts and unwillingness. It was the bear spirit who wanted to kill Xuanzang.

Even until his death, he didn't understand why his head fell off the next second even though he was doing fine!

Blood sprayed several meters high, and the face of a monster next to Bear Spirit turned pale instantly. He never thought that the boss who was alive before would die immediately.

"Who did it..."

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish speaking, a fierce wind wave enveloped his whole body, and he turned into a pile of minced meat in an instant without any warning.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

Xuanzang's moon-white monk's robe was still stained with some blood, blooming like a plum blossom, without any change in his expression. “Tap tap tap!”

Slow and regular footsteps sounded, and a young man wearing a blue robe appeared in front of Xuanzang under the moonlight.

"You must be the Junior Brother Jin Chanzi that Master mentioned."

Xuanzang's face was startled, and his calm expression suddenly changed. Jin Chanzi's true identity was his biggest secret, but soon, he breathed a sigh of relief at the other person's next words.

"My name is Yang Jiao, and I am your third senior brother. From now on, I will join the team heading west to protect you."

"Huh, it turns out to be Senior Brother Yang Jiao. Nice to meet you."

Xuanzang stood up quickly and bowed his head to Yang Jiao. At the same time, he felt truly relieved in his heart.

Xuanzang's identity is very embarrassing. He himself knows that as an undercover person who explains the teachings, if he is discovered by Buddhism, it is absolutely impossible to save his life. He will be destroyed both physically and mentally.

But now, the arrival of Yang Jiao can be said to have given him a Dinghaishen needle. Even if his identity is accidentally discovered by Buddhism, Buddhism will never dare to do this to him with the existence of Yang Jiao. At least he can still have a Life is alive.

In the ancient world, there is no one who is not afraid of death, especially Jin Chanzi.

Yang Jiao smiled and nodded, and then said: "From now on, just call me by my name."

"Yes, donor Yang Jiao."

Xuanzang grinned.

"Well, without further ado, let's get out of here."

Although Xuanzang was a mortal, his body had been nurtured by him for more than ten years, which was far superior to that of ordinary mortals, and he would not feel tired.

The two set off, without mentioning the two followers who had fled here before.

In fact, Xuanzang's own abilities or Yang Jiao's intervention could save the two followers, but he did not mention it.

Because no matter which force it is, no two more people are willing to share the luck of traveling westward. They are just two mortals. If they die, they will die, and no one cares.

The sky is dawning, and the morning light rising from the east slowly shines on the earth.

It has been more than a month since Yang Jiao joined the westbound team, and the two of them usually don't talk much. In their free time, Yang Jiao will meditate, and Xuanzang will also choose to look for some food.

After all, his body was still a mortal body, and he was starving after traveling a long distance without eating even a single meal.

There are abundant supplies in the jungle. Xuanzang is far superior to ordinary people's bodies and can find food wherever he wants. There is no one else around, so Xuanzang doesn't care about his image as a monk. He has to eat meat every meal to satisfy himself. Years of cravings.

The two of them climbed over a high mountain today and looked towards a mountain peak in the distance.

The mountain peak is very weird, standing like five fingers. "The Five Finger Mountain is the place where the Tathagata Duobao suppressed Yuan Hong five hundred years ago."

"Ah."

Xuanzang nodded slightly. He witnessed the incident five hundred years ago with his own eyes. He knew as early as five hundred years ago that this incident must be related to the journey to the west, so Xuanzang's memory was particularly deep.

"Let's go get that monkey out."

Yang Jiao smiled slightly, and there was a strange color in the depths of his eyes.

"Hey, monk, come on, come on here."

As soon as they approached Wuzhishan, a voice full of surprise sounded in their ears.

Xuanzang frowned and looked towards the corner at the foot of the mountain. There was a monkey's head looking at him with surprise on his face.

That was Yuan Hong who caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago.

For five hundred years, Wu Fang Jiedi took iron pills to satisfy his hunger and copper juice to quench his thirst every day. He was exposed to wind, rain, sun and night freezing for five hundred years. No matter how strong his temper was, it was worn out.

Originally, he thought it would be an endless suppression, but three years ago, Guanyin Bodhisattva found him and told him to protect the pilgrims in the West. By reaching the West Ling Mountain, he could offset his sins.

(End of this chapter)