After yuwentian got rid of all the little monsters, he stood aside and watched the play. If the monkey king still needs help, his name was written upside down.

According to the original setting, the samadhi sacred wind of Huang Feng monster is indeed invincible. The only thing he fears is LINGJI Bodhisattva. Later, LINGJI Bodhisattva subdued him with a flying dragon staff. Unfortunately, he now meets no longer the original Tang monk.

However, the yellow wind monster did not seem to realize the current situation. The disappearance of the three strand steel fork did not enable him to improve his vigilance.

Looking at the monkey king and Yu Wentian and others standing behind the monkey king, Huang Feng monster immediately smiled. Although his samadhi divine wind could not kill the four people, it could at least beat them back. When he made a comeback, he must take the lives of the four people.

Now all that is left is to turn the breath in the abdomen into samadhi divine wind.

"Poof..."

Suddenly, a wind came out from behind the yellow wind monster's ass. the yellow wind monster's face changed. How can he be discouraged before it started? This is something that has never happened before.

"Hahaha, Huang Feng monster, is it a farting monster for my old pig? You might as well change your name in the future."

Pig Bajie covered his stomach and laughed. He rolled on the ground with a smile. Huang Feng's face was even more ugly. It was just a mistake. How can he prove his strength?

After looking at the monkey king, it seemed that he didn't mean to start first. Huang Feng snorted coldly and was unconvinced. "How dare you underestimate King Ben? You can't cry later."

He took another breath, but the ending was the same. Before the breath came out of his mouth, it came out from behind his ass, which was more frightening than the last time. The cave was crushed by a stone.

"Puff, puff..."

Before the yellow wind monster inhaled again, it suddenly seemed that the gate was broken and couldn't be closed. He kept venting from the back. There was no way to control it.

After a long time, the breath in his stomach could not be held back. With a bang, the yellow wind monster was rushed into the sky by his samadhi wind, broke through the clouds, and looked like a monkey running through the sky.

Yuwentian took out three steel forks from the treasure bag and put them on the ground leisurely. After three breaths, the yellow wind monster fell vertically from the sky and didn't see the weapons on the ground. When he reacted, his whole body was pierced by three steel forks.

A burst of yellow smoke disappeared, and the yellow wind monster immediately turned into a yellow hairy mouse, like a potato, which was worn on a bamboo stick.

"You gave him Croton? How can you use this dirty technique? If this matter is spread out, how can I fool around in the Jianghu?"

Monkey King walked to yuwentian angrily. Now he really knows why yuwentian knows the power of samadhi divine wind, but the wind is light and the clouds are light.

Yuwen tianbai glanced at Sun Wukong, "you have tried the power of samadhi true fire. Just now you have also felt the power of samadhi divine wind. Do you think you are sure you can resist?"

The monkey king was depressed by the golden cudgel. If it was just about fighting, he wouldn't pay attention to the yellow wind monster at all, but he had to admit that the samadhi wind just now was really powerful.

However, let him admit in front of yuwentian that cultivation was not good, but he couldn't do it. He just stood aside with his hands crossed, sulking, and didn't want to say a word more.

"As a teacher, it's also for your own good. The only thing Huang fengguai fears is LINGJI Bodhisattva. As an envoy escorting the teacher to the West for scriptures, you can only ask LINGJI Bodhisattva for help. At that time, you will owe a favor. What will you do if you want to repay the favor?"

Monkey king turned his head and stopped looking at Yu Wentian. The monk was obviously unreasonable. However, he really had no way to refute what he said from his mouth. He was really depressed.

Out of the Huangfeng cave, the Huangfeng wind tunnel collapsed, and the whole mountain collapsed. Needless to say, this is yuwentian's masterpiece again.

Outside the cave, the sun was so bright. Yu Wentian found a smooth stone and wrote a few big characters on it, "Tang Sanzang is here for a visit."

Sun Wukong and others have black lines on their faces. Now all monsters know that Tang Monk meat can make people immortal. It's good not to hide his whereabouts. This guy even exposed his whereabouts openly, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Master, my old pig really admires you. How did you stay in the cave for three days? Although my old pig's cloud stack cave is messy, it doesn't smell. It's really smelly here."

After Yu Wentian finished writing, Zhu Bajie welcomed him. Three days ago, they went into the cave together. Before they stayed for an hour, their three brothers rushed out and waited for Yu Wentian outside the cave. Yu Wentian really stayed in the cave for three days.

Yu Wentian clasped his hands. "Amitabha, you can compare the realm of being a teacher? You have just started. Take your time and you will always be as calm as a teacher."

After that, yuwentian looked up and walked. The cave collapsed, and all the smell rushed out. He was about to stand it.

In these three days, if he hadn't practiced the turtle breath Dharma, he would have been smoked to death in the cave. He admired the original Tang Monk very much. The Tang monk was different from him. He was a mortal body and successfully insisted on it.

"Shifu is so powerful. When will my old pig reach such a superb level as Shifu?"

After yuwentian turned and left, pig Bajie couldn't help flattering. Monkey King and little white dragon looked at pig Bajie like fools. At a glance, they knew that yuwentian couldn't stay in the cave as simple as that.

"When you have a pig's face, you can reach the realm of master."

Little white Dragon said faintly and chased up in the direction of yuwentian.

Monkey King nodded. Little white dragon was right. Although Zhu Bajie was a pig's head, there was still a little gap between his face and their master. Yu Wentian's face was more like a pig's face, which could not be pierced.

Pig Bajie touched his face and looked blankly, "isn't this my old pig's face? What do they mean? Is there anything different from pigs?"

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