Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 28

"You monkey, I didn't expect you to be quite musical!" Xuanzang said with a thoughtful face as he turned his head.

"Maybe I have a chance to give you a tour concert in the Monkey King's Great Sacred Land..."

Sun Wukong rushed to Xuanzang's side and said excitedly: "Master, what is a concert? Is it just a group of people singing?"

Xuanzang shook his head, did not open his mouth to explain, turned around and continued walking.

The speed of the two was not slow. A few days later, a strange mountain appeared in front of them.

It connects the boundless fertile fields in the east and the Xiongfeng of Lushan Mountain in the west. The mountain winds up, like a strange snake looking up at the sky, trying to turn into a dragon and go away. It has the image of a potential dragon.

Snake coils down the mountain and the eagle worries about the stream.

The silver-white waterfall hangs down from the mountain, and the bottomless cold stream is covered with white water mist, turning into fairy clouds, which contrast with the surrounding green grass and green trees. On the edge of the cold stream is a circle of smooth big stones, which ordinary people cannot stand on.

Looking into the cold stream from the top of the stone, there are faint blue waves flowing under the cover of clouds and mist, which cannot be seen clearly, as if there is a sense of giant peeping.

The trickling cold pulse passes through the clouds, and the clear waves reflect the red sun.The sound shakes the night rain and hears the deep valley, and the colorful hair and the morning glow dazzle the space.Thousands of waves fly and smash jade, and a pool of water roars with the breeze.The flow returns to the vast expanse of smoke and waves, and the gulls and herons forget each other and never catch each other.

Xuanzang stood upright on the big rock, the soles of his feet seemed to be rooted, and there was no danger of slipping.

Seeing this magnificent scene, I couldn't help but become more poetic, and chanted loudly: "Ah! Dashan, you are so beautiful..."

Monkey King's face flushed red from behind, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, for fear of being hammered, he held back extremely hard.

Xuanzang thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a good word. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. After a long while, he opened his mouth and sang: "Yo... the descendants of the mountain~~~ love the sun! The sun loves the people in the mountain! The mountain road here Eighteen bends..."

Yo... the descendants of Dashan~~~
Yo... the descendants of Dashan~~~
I love the sun...

The loud and clear folk song echoed continuously in the mountains, and the echoes lingered continuously...

"Whoa!"

A huge white dragon suddenly drilled out of the cold stream, the dragon head was the size of a carriage, and the longan eyes were like big black lanterns.

The faucet swayed slightly, the water vapor filled the air, and the dragon's whiskers fluttered lightly in the air.

"Where did the wild monk come from, what kind of crooked song did you sing, disturbing my sleep! See if I don't swallow you up!"

While opening and closing the dragon's mouth, he spit out human words, opened his mouth wide and roared at Xuanzang!
"Roar~~"

Xuanzang was in the midst of singing, and his nose was almost crooked when he was interrupted like this.

In addition, the dragon opened its mouth and roared at him, and a stench of stench hit his face.

Tired and annoyed: "You house dragon, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth!"

As soon as the figure moved, it flew and jumped onto the dragon's head.

The contrast between the two figures, one big and one small, is particularly obvious. Xuanzang looks like an insignificant bug on his head.

"Taste my boring continuous normal punch!"

"Boom!"

"Boom"

"Boom!"

……

Sun Wukong couldn't help his scalp numb when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped aside.

Xiao Bailong was still curious about where the person in front of him went, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his head, and then his eyes went black.

Biting the dragon's tongue violently, he managed to recover from the intense dizziness.

But... followed by a "boom"!
Little Bailong Ao Lie felt that his eyes could not hold back the tears, and his nasal cavity spurted out snot, and the tears flowed horizontally!
sore!

"do not……"

Before finishing speaking, Xiao Bailong passed out.

Xuanzang punched a few times, and seeing that Xiao Bailong had fainted, he stopped punching and spat: "Bah, I really don't need to be beaten!"

Hearing this, Monkey King couldn't help but stick out black lines on his head, and stuck out his tongue: "You may have misunderstood your fist..."

"Boom" (three centimeters shorter)

Sun Wukong was sticking out his tongue and was hit by a fist on the head, almost biting off his tongue, and ran away from Xuanzang with tears of pain, looking at Xuanzang with resentment, like a big girl who was abandoned by a heartless man.

"Wretched monkey!" Xuanzang gave Sun Wukong a white look, and then grabbed one of the little white dragon's horns.

Dragging a dragon horn, he threw the little white dragon to the shore with a little force.

"Oh!"

The huge dragon's body was in close contact with the ground, causing the ground to shake.

The land lord was so surprised that he got out of the ground to check the situation, and he was stunned when he saw a huge dragon lying on the ground.

Soon the God of Earth recognized Sun Wukong, and respectfully said, "Great Sage, what's the matter? How did Ao Lie become like this?"

When Sun Wukong saw the question from the God of Earth, he said solemnly, "This evil dragon actually wanted to devour my master, and was knocked out by... my old grandson!"

While talking, seeing Xuanzang smiling like an eminent monk, he quickly took the blame off.

Xuanzang walked over and nodded to Sun Wukong, and patted his shoulder, as if to say, "Wukong, you did a good job, keep up the good work!"

"Amitabha! I have seen the God of Earth!" Xuanzang put his hands together and gave a slight salute. He looked handsome and had a gentle smile.

Seeing him, Tu Digong secretly praised, "What a good-looking monk!"

Not daring to be negligent, the land god bowed back and said: "I have seen the holy monk, I think you may have some misunderstandings, this little white dragon Ao Lie was originally the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea. Heavenly Court, when he was accused of disobedience, the Jade Emperor hung him in the air, beat him three hundred times, and was punished in a few days. Later, he was spared the death penalty because of the appearance of Guanshi Bodhisattva in the South China Sea. It is the Dharma protector who goes to the west to learn scriptures with him."

Xuanzang looked surprised and said, "Oh? It turned out to be the evil dragon enlightened by Master Guanyin. The journey to the west is quite far. Let him turn into a white horse and use it as a leg for me!"

Hearing the words, the God of Earth showed a strange expression, as if surprised at Xuanzang's...excessive?
It was originally planned to let the little white dragon be the leg supporter, but Xuanzang felt that it was strange to say this.

The God of Earth didn't care either, and secretly notified Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then cast a magic spell to clear the mind, and the little white dragon slowly woke up.

Xiao Bailong just woke up, he didn't care about anything, he hurriedly got into the Yingshou stream in a dazed way, and was so frightened that he never came out again.

A white light flew rapidly from the sky.

"I have seen Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

"I've seen Master Guanyin!"

……

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva came to Yingshoujian on a cloud and explained: "This white dragon was originally the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea. He committed a capital crime. I told him to be a horse for Tang Seng. Without this dragon horse, you will not be able to go to the West Paradise."

The land god hesitated to speak, hesitated for a while, and finally did not speak.

Sun Wukong also glanced at Xuanzang in surprise, thinking, "Master is really a god, how did you know that this little white dragon will be arranged by the Bodhisattva to ride as a horse?"

Seeing that there was no objection from the crowd, the Bodhisattva only thought that the crowd was shocked by his foresight, so he could not help but smile slightly, and shouted into the stream, the white dragon came out of the deep stream, and immediately turned into a handsome man in white clothes. Young master, come to the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva said: "Little Bailong, your master has come!" As he spoke, he untied the night pearl from Bailong's neck, dipped some nectar in a willow stick and waved it at him, breathed on the fairy air, and called out "Change", The white dragon turned into a white horse.

At this time, Xiaobailong had big Kazilan eyes, and looked at Xuanzang bitterly, with some fear.

"So this is the master Bodhisattva found for Xiaolong! It's really... fierce!"

The little white dragon Ao Lie turned into a white horse and couldn't speak. After snorting a few times, he rushed to Xuanzang's side as if courting him, knelt down and asked Xuanzang to mount the horse.

Guanyin Bodhisattva finished explaining to the little white dragon, nodded to everyone, and disappeared into white light.

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the God of Earth understood immediately when he saw the situation, and left immediately.

In this way, only one person, one monkey and one horse remained, standing still.

"Hey, this old woman is really haunted!"

Xuanzang got on the horse and complained that the white dragon horse under him staggered in fright and almost lost his footing.

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