Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 32

He jumped, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, there was a violent vibration around him, and his feet sank deeply into the ground.

The earth is shaking!

"Boom!"

Cracks that were several feet long spread across the ground, and Duanlang by the river knew something was wrong when he saw it, so he hurriedly ran towards the house.

The crack was bottomless, and it spread rapidly in all directions, reaching near the big Buddha statue in a short while.

"Crack!"

The mountain-high Buddha directly split from the middle, and then collapsed. In the blink of an eye, it fell apart and fell into the river, causing a huge wave to surge.

"Ah... seems to have caused trouble!"

Xuanzang raised his forehead, and with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he saw a thousand li radius, as if a magnitude [-] earthquake had occurred, and the ground had subsided a layer.

"The difference in world levels is too great, and the weight of the physical body has changed drastically. I am afraid that a mortal in the prehistoric world will also be a strong man with a strength exceeding ten thousand catties. Could it be that the rules of gravity are also different?"

Before he could adjust his strength and reduce the damage, he heard a roar.

Lingyun Grotto was also affected by the collapse, and suddenly rocks flew from the buried cave entrance, and a fiery red figure jumped out of it.

Look at its image, the head of a horse and the tail of a snake, the horns of a deer, the head of a camel, the eyes of a ghost, the neck of a snake, the belly of a mirage, the scales of a fish, the claws of an eagle, the palms of a tiger, and the ears of an ox.

His body was covered with a layer of crimson flames, and his eyes shone with red light. It turned out to be an auspicious beast unicorn!
But the one in front of him was obviously possessed by demons, and it was no longer an auspicious beast. It roared in its mouth, and rushed towards Xuanzang, the culprit, without hesitation.

Xuanzang was a little afraid to make a move. Given the fragility of this world, he might beat the fire unicorn to ashes if he did it.

So he stopped staying on the ground and stepped up, standing in the void.

However, the fire unicorn looked like a madman, jumped on the ground, opened its mouth and bit Xuanzang.

"You dog, I'm afraid you have rabies!"

Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and blew, and a strong wind arose.

"Hu~~"

The fire unicorn was like a rag, it was blown up by this strong wind, and then fell heavily on the ground!
"If you provoke the poor monk again, you will be saved!"

Xuanzang said threateningly.

The clarity in Huo Qilin's eyes flashed away, and he fled to the northwest in a desperate manner.

The divine consciousness at the level of the earth immortal spread, and he was surprised to find that the dragon vein in the depths of Lingyun Cave had been broken, and there was a trace of human dragon energy attached to it, which could suppress the inner demons, and there was nothing strange about it.

The spiritual consciousness continued to spread, and soon covered most of Fengyun World.

This is a world of Chinese martial arts that is infinitely close to that of Xianxia. It is not a comic version. The highest level person is the sleeping Wu Wudi, who has reached lv2.1.

Followed by Xiao Sanxiao with dragon tortoise blood and Di Shitian with phoenix blood, barely reached lv2.0.

As for why it is reluctant, it is because these two people are comparable to earth immortals in some respects, but they have the disadvantage of seriously insufficient attack power.

If not, Di Shitian wouldn't need to gather seven divine weapons to kill Shenlong.

After finding the location of Shenlong Island, Xuanzang moved to the sky above Shenlong Island in an instant.

It is rumored that the dragon only appears on the day of Jingrui, and it is difficult to find its trace at other times. Xuanzang's divine consciousness penetrated the thick soil layer and reached thousands of meters below the rock layer.

There, there is a white-backed black dragon crawling, and its aura is only the appearance of the early earth immortal.

"Tch, is this a dragon? I'm afraid the bloodline is not as pure as the horse I ride!" Xuanzang lost interest in the so-called dragon in an instant.

The so-called Longyuan is nothing more than making people become immortals by pulling seedlings and encouraging them to grow. It is a bit different. In addition, there are no three disasters and nine calamities in this world, so it is not impossible to live forever.

"Thinking about it, the dragon tortoise and the divine phoenix also exist in the same way!"

"If that's the case, it's meaningless!"

Xuanzang shook his head, lacking interest, and then walked around the Fengyun Continent for a while, looking at the scenery and understanding the customs.

The only gain, I am afraid, is that there are many different kinds of condiments in the system space.

As soon as the thought moved, the body returned to the prehistoric world.

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However, the Elder Jinchi went to the meditation room with his cassock in his hands, lit the lamp and looked at him silently, but in the middle of the night he suddenly cried bitterly.

The little boy came up to ask but got no answer. The old monk just wept bitterly and wailed miserably.

It was heartbreaking to see the old master crying, and the two children also panicked, one stayed behind to take care of them, and the other went to invite all the elders and monks in the courtyard.

Two old monks who were about eighty years old came, they were the closest disciples and grandchildren of Elder Jinchi, they stepped forward to support each other and asked, "Master, why are you crying?"

Elder Jinchi cried: "I have no chance to cry, I can't see such a treasure as Jinlan cassock!"

"Master is getting old, this cassock is in your hands, just look at it slowly!" one of the old monks comforted.

Elder Jinchi still had a haggard face, and said listlessly: "But it won't last long!"

Another old monk said: "Tomorrow we will keep him for one day, and you will wear him for one day. If you keep him for ten days, you will wear him for ten days. Why bother crying so much?"

Elder Jinchi's face drooped, and he began to cry: "Even if he is allowed to live for half a year, he can only wear it for half a year. After all, it can't last long. When he wants to leave, he can only return it to others, and he can't stay for a long time!"

While they were talking, a young monk named Guangzhi who came with the two old monks approached and said, "Master Patriarch, it is very easy to get this cassock!"

Elder Jinchi immediately became happy when he heard the words, and asked, "My grandson, what's your opinion?"

"The two monks, Tang and Monk, were exhausted from the journey and fell asleep. We found a few strong men, armed with knives and guns, opened the back door, killed them, and buried their bodies in the backyard. Then we put white horses, cassocks, Leave all the luggage behind, wouldn't it be beautiful to be the family heirloom of our monastery?!" Guangzhi said in a deep voice.

Elder Jinchi couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard this, wiped away his tears and clapped his hands: "Good! Good! Good! This plan is brilliant!"

With a wave of his hand, he wanted to arrange for someone to get a knife and gun. At this time, another young monk named Guang Mou, who was Guang Zhi's senior brother, came up and interrupted: "It's not right! If you want to use a knife or a gun, you will There are some movements, that white-faced monk is easy to talk about, but I don’t think that the hairy-faced Lei Gong said anything good. If he can’t be killed, won’t he be harmed by him instead?”

Seeing everyone's pensive expressions, he went on to say, "I have a way of not using swords or guns, what do you think?"

"What can my grandson do?"

"Tonight, we just need to gather together the leaders of the big and small monks in Dongshan Mountain, and each of them will hold a bunch of dry firewood. They will abandon the three monk's rooms and burn them, so that they will have no way to heaven or earth. In this way, even if other people see I thought it was because they accidentally walked out of the water, life and death are life and death, so we can't blame us!"

After listening to the other monks, they all praised: "A wonderful plan! A wonderful plan!"

So he sent people to notify the head of each house to bring firewood and surround the three monk's houses.

They were hot, and although their movements were light, they couldn't hide it from Monkey King.

"Master is amazing! How could I have thought that they would persecute me like this!"

The admiration for Xuanzang was even greater in my heart, and with a single finger, I transported the luggage and even the bewildered white dragon horse outside the temple.

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