Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 125
Ren Qinglian didn't dare to be careless, and carefully absorbed the original power of the samadhi kamikaze from the demon pill.

This strand of original power itself is not considered strong, and under the absorption of the Tuntian Jue, it quickly merged into the crystallization of the true energy where the Xun hexagram was located.

With the source of the samadhi wind, Ren Qinglian can continue to practice the samadhi wind on this basis in the future.But if you want to evolve from Samadhi Kamikaze to Jiumai Tianfeng, this process is much more difficult.

Of course, these are things that happened later, and what attracted Ren Qinglian's attention the most is the power of the wood spirit in the demon pill.

After losing the power of the Samadhi Kamikaze, the red-yellow demon core has turned into a sapphire color that is hard to put down.

However, Ren Qinglian was somewhat apprehensive about this kind of power of unknown origin, and did not try to absorb it rashly.

There was a lot of movement caused by the fight. Looking at the half-collapsed Huangfeng Cave, although she knew that Xuanzang was surrounded by small gods such as Cao Cao on duty, Ren Qinglian still began to worry about Xuanzang's safety.

As soon as I thought about it, I listened intently, and soon I heard a faint hissing and lung-cracking cry.

Following the sound, he pierced his right arm with force, raised his arrogant finger vainly, and pointed three fingers at the broken wall and ruins.

The night wind blew, and the stone wall collapsed like powder, revealing the scenery inside.

The ground of the entire cave was covered with white bones, and Xuanzang's voice came from the depths of the bones.

"This group of goblins really deserve to die, how many people did they eat!"

The deeper it goes in, the more bones are piled up, and all of them are human bones.

Although the White Flower Snake and Canglang Spirit in Heifeng Mountain are hateful, they can be regarded as good monsters compared to the monsters in the Yellow Wind Cave.

Amidst the secret hatred, the pale Xuanzang appeared in front of his eyes.

The monk was terrified all night, and the landslide just now made him hoarse from shouting, and he seemed a little exhausted.

"Ren... House... Scholar, your...sister...is..."

Ren Qinglian shook her head, flicked her fingers repeatedly, and broke the rope binding Xuanzang with a few bursts of force, stepped forward and helped Xuanzang sit on a stone platform next to her.

A strong smell of blood came, and Ren Qinglian looked subconsciously, and saw a sink behind the stone platform, with some blood stains and dirt deposited in it.

This stone platform is obviously a slaughterhouse for monsters.

However, Xuanzang's body was overstretched, and he was staring in a daze, and he didn't notice anything strange about this place. Looking at Ren Qinglian, he showed some relief, and murmured: "It's fine!"

Ren Qinglian's heart became hot, and she wanted to help the monk to leave this bloody place.

Suddenly, a cyan power surged out of the demon pill that was still held by Ren Qinglian and was transmitted to Xuanzang.

When Ren Qinglian saw it, she was startled, and just about to put away the demon pill, she found Xuanzang's face looked a little better.

"This is!"

Xuanzang grabbed Ren Qinglian's sleeve and stared at the sapphire bead.

"Sacred Bodhi Jade?"

With a murmur, he became a little surprised and uncertain.

"Mage recognizes this thing?"

Ren Qinglian didn't point out that this was actually just a demon pill, and secretly guessed that the power in the demon pill was very likely to be somewhat similar to the "Bodhi Jade" mentioned by Xuanzang, or even the same thing.

Xuanzang's physical strength had recovered more than half at this time, even his pale face turned rosy.

"The breath on this bead is somewhat similar to a Buddha treasure I saw at the Water and Land Conference..."

Xuanzang sighed, talking about the Bodhi Jade that he met at the Land and Water Conference.

This Bodhi Jade is said to be a fetish from Tianzhu in the Han Dynasty. After being worn by practitioners, it has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind. It was originally stored in the White Horse Temple, because Emperor Taizong paid special attention to the Water and Land Conference, so he ordered people to take it. It was temporarily used by Xuanzang and other monks.

"Since the mage likes it, let's give it to the mage!"

However, Ren Qinglian thought of the flying dragon staff that Lingji Bodhisattva used to subdue the yellow wind monster. It is said that it is made of bodhi wood.

This magic weapon can restrain the yellow wind monster and make it show its original shape at once, probably because of some secret tricks left by Buddhism in the power of the wood spirit.

In this way, he himself would never dare to use it, but he gave it to Xuanzang to make the best use of it.

"This..." Although Xuanzang admired this orb extremely, he was a virtuous and eminent monk after all, so he was able to restrain the desire in his heart and refuse it.

Ren Qinglian smiled and forced the demon pill to Xuanzang, "Master, why be polite, there is a way to borrow flowers to present Buddha, and it is useless for Ren to ask for this bead. Give it to the mage, maybe he really became a Buddha..."

Xuanzang was so moved that he was confused, and when he talked about the various experiences of leaving Chang'an for nearly a year, he was even more emotional.

But soon, Xuanzang, who had regained his physical strength and spirit, smelled the stench coming from behind him. When he turned his head and looked, his face turned pale with horror. Ribs under the stone pedestal.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, sin, sin!" Xuanzang said, bent down to gather the bones together, looked at Ren Qinglian and said, "How about I help you to bury the bones of these poor people?"

Ren Qinglian nodded, and dug a big hole in the cave with sword energy, helping to bury the bones in it.Xuanzang recited a few more volumes of Buddhist scriptures on saving innocent souls, and before he knew it, the sky outside had already brightened.

At this time, the monkey's eyes were also restored with the help of Sanhua Jiuzi ointment, and it was turning into a mosquito with flower feet and flying towards the cave. When it saw Ren Qinglian and Xuanzang, it couldn't help being surprised, and it came out. , asked strangely: "Master, are you all right? What happened on this mountain, why didn't any of those monsters disappear!?"

Xuanzang patted the dirt on his body with a relaxed face, stood up, and smiled energetically: "It's all layman Ren who has subdued that monster!"

The monkey looked suspicious, and looked at Ren Qinglian in disbelief: "The yellow wind of the monster is so good, the layman can subdue him?"

Ren Qinglian saw that the monkey's face was a bit uneasy, but she smiled wryly and said: "It's a fluke, it's a fluke, maybe the yellow wind monster underestimated me, and I killed it before it could use the strange wind!"

The monkey's face became more natural now. He has always been proud of himself. Although he admires Ren Qinglian's prophetic spells, he has always regarded himself as the number one fighter in the sutra learning team. He knows that the yellow wind monster who has caused him a lot of harm is actually Being beheaded by Ren Qinglian, I felt somewhat uncomfortable. Hearing Ren Qinglian's words at this moment, he finally regained his composure, and said with a smile: "That's also a layman's method!"

As she said that, she asked about the ghostly atmosphere on the mountain before, Ren Qinglian only said that the Tiger Pioneer used a ghost talisman to roll her into the distance, but she didn't say a word about what happened in the ghostly world. carry.

In this way, the three of them talked about their experiences all the way, leaving Huangfeng Cave, and not long after, they saw Zhu Gangmen leading a horse and carrying a burden at the foot of the southern hillside.

After a little tidying up, the four of them continued their westward journey, and chatting was unavoidable during the period.

After walking for less than a day, they have already passed the [-]-mile Huangfengling.

Continuing to the west, there is a large plain with few oases and mostly yellow sand, which is very inconvenient to walk on.

Fortunately, the white dragon horse is not an ordinary horse, otherwise Ren Qinglian estimated that she would have to find a camel for Xuanzang to get through this endless desert.

Fortunately, although there are few people in the desert, spirits and monsters are correspondingly rare.

The four of them went all the way down in peace, but saw some chilling cicadas singing and defeating the willows, and the fire was flowing westward. Unknowingly, the time passed quickly, and it was already autumn.

On this day, the weather was surprisingly good, and it could be called autumn.The soft yellow sand, stepping on it, is like stepping on a sponge cushion.

However, at the western end of the desert, there is a long and turbulent river.

This river is the Liusha River, which connects to the moraine in the east, reaches Zhufan in the west, reaches Ugo in the south, and leads to Tatar in the north.

It is eight hundred miles wide and tens of thousands of miles long.It is mighty and mighty, separating Nanfangbuzhou from Xiniuhezhou.

(End of this chapter)