Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 180
The national head groaned in pain, his eyes filled with fear.

Xuanzang stretched out his palm and grasped it in the void. In an instant, the head of the country became a huge burning man, and then turned into his original shape. The body of the white deer was covered with bloody flames.

"The head of the country is actually a deer spirit! My God, it's so sensational!"

"What is the origin of the monk to have such a strange method!"

……

Xuanzang clapped his hands, fully displaying the power of the eternal blood-inducing flames, and at the next breath, with a "poof", the blood-colored fireworks directly burned him to ashes, leaving only a pile of black matter in the original place. land.

The white-faced vixen was already frightened into a fool at this time, and he didn't react until the white deer spirit died, and turned into a cold light, wanting to escape outside the palace.

Xuanzang just snapped his fingers, and the vixen fell down in the air and turned into a white-faced fox with a figure of hundreds of feet, scaring all the people present and running away.

"Please, please spare me!" The vixen begged for mercy.

Xuanzang shook his head, he was too lazy to entangle with this kind of coquettish fox, so he punched out with a fist, killing the vixen immediately, and his body was taken into the space of the avenue.

A ball of blood-colored flames danced on the execution field, Xuanzang waved his hand, and the blood-colored flames flew into his hands and merged into his body.

After the blood fire entered his body, he vaguely noticed a slight difference. It seemed that after burning the White Deer Essence to ashes, the power of Wan Gu Yin Xue Ji Yan had increased slightly, and the speed of tempering the body had also been slightly improved.

Could it be possible that this Eternal Spiritual Blood Flame can use the flesh of a living creature as fuel to turn it into a resource for self-improvement?
Xuanzang made up his mind, and if he had the opportunity, he would do a few more experiments to see if his guess was true.

If this conjecture is true, then he has another big family who recovers corpses.

On the execution ground, all the officials and soldiers had fled, leaving only Xuanzang standing on the huge execution ground.

There was another person, the king of the bhikkhu kingdom, who passed out on the dragon bed and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the guards didn't care about him.

Xuanzang walked slowly into the royal city, stamped the customs clearance seal himself, and then Sun Wukong and others gathered outside the royal city through voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness.

The master and apprentice went on the road again, and drove the caravan directly out of the Bhikkhu country.

After the death of the head of the country and the vixen, the king also passed away unfortunately. After the crown prince succeeded to the throne, he ordered the release of the innocent boy, but the news that the head of the country and the concubine Shu were fairies was sealed by the new king, and the matter was strictly prohibited from spreading.

Therefore, ordinary people outside the royal city thought that a monk died that day, and then his children were released and returned home. According to word of mouth, the monk was described as willing to exchange his wealth and life for the lives of thousands of children. Great monk.

Although people don't know the monk's name and surname, they built a golden statue for him and designated this day as the "Shi'er Festival". The festival has been passed down for thousands of years, and the legend has been developed into several versions.

The selfishness and evil thoughts in people's hearts are covered up by the years, and what remains is the fearless spirit of the monk who sacrificed himself to save others.

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Along the way, the master and apprentice stopped and went, toured the mountains and rivers, drank wine and gathered folk songs, and were very happy.

After several months, I came to a misty place, with high mountains and big trees on the left and a large black pine forest on the right.

The mountain road is rugged and steep, and the tall trees are tens of meters long. The huge tree crowns block out the sky and the sun.

In the black pine forest, there are big pine trees and small pine trees of different heights scattered in this area, so densely packed that no RV can enter.

Everyone got out of the caravan and went straight into the black pine forest to continue on their way.

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In the Bottomless Cave of Zikong Mountain lived a big demon king with the cultivation of golden immortal. He was well-known for thousands of miles around here.

Earlier, she had stolen the fragrant flowers and precious candles from the Tathagata Buddha in Lingshan to become a spirit. The Tathagata sent the Tota Heavenly King and his son to arrest her. In the demon cave of the gods, incense is set up for gods, so as to show their extraordinary background and heels.

Every 30 years, a lotus flower meeting will be held in the cave, inviting nearby demon kings and priests to have a feast together, and by the way, offer tributes, and pay homage to King Li of the Tower and the third prince Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui.

After several lotus flower conferences, Madam Diyong's majesty has become more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even the big demon king who has surpassed her cultivation level dare not easily offend this backed female demon king.

Mrs. Diyong has followed the way of carnival cultivation since she became a sperm, which has harmed countless monks. All the men who met her were sucked dry of Yuanyang and died.

Hundreds of miles away from Zikong Mountain, there were originally three sects of cultivating immortals. After Mrs. Diyong arrived, she imprisoned the three sects, and the male cultivators became her confinement and plaything. These three sects have almost died out over the years. There are not many gatekeepers left.

Although Mrs. Diyong is cruel and bloodthirsty, the local land and mountain gods dare not report to the heavenly court. Who would ask someone to have a heavenly king as the backstage?

If it is reported, it will definitely anger the king of heaven, and they will be retaliated afterwards, or wearing a small shoe is not something they can bear, so they can only turn a blind eye and close one eye, pretending not to see it.

Inside the bottomless pit, the gloomy phosphorescent fire dances from time to time with the breeze entering the cave.

Such a dark environment made the group of mice feel comfortable and safe. On the high seat sat a pretty young woman with Sai Xue skin and white feathers on her head.

I saw her with exquisite facial features and a graceful figure, she was practicing with her eyes closed.

"Grandma, the little ones have heard the news that Tang Monk, who is learning Buddhist scriptures, is about to arrive at the black pine forest!"

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Diyong opened her eyes, and a deep green light shot out of them.

"Grandma, the little ones heard that Tang Priest is coming soon!" The little demon repeated the words again.

Mrs. Diyong showed ecstasy on her face, and laughed loudly in the cave.

"Jiejiejie, okay, if you get Tang Seng's Yuanyang, it will be enough for my wife to be promoted to Taiyi Golden Immortal!"

After Madam Diyong finished speaking, she swept her consciousness and passed through layers of obstacles. She saw the vicinity of the black pine forest. Xuanzang and others were walking through the black pine forest step by step.

"Has it come so soon... It is said that Monkey Sun is difficult to deal with, I have to think of a clever way to get close to Tang Seng first!"

Madam Diyong absorbed her breath, transformed into a beautiful village girl, and then flew directly over the black pine forest.

"Master, someone used their spiritual sense to check here just now, and it is estimated that there are some practitioners nearby!" Sun Wukong said secretly.

Xuanzang nodded, indicating that he already knew.

After walking for a while, they heard a woman's shout from ahead.

"Help! Help!"

The village girl transformed by Mrs. Diyong was tied to a big pine tree with a rope, and her clothes were torn into strips of cloth.

　Ask for a monthly ticket~

　　Ask for a recommendation ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)