Chapter 53 King Huang Feng vomited bitter water

Chen Qing sent Zulong away and asked him to integrate the Dragon Clan of Four Seas, and his eyes fell on the scenes of Xiaobailong and others.

At this moment, Tang Monk took Zhu Gangmi and Xiao Bailong all the way west and headed straight for Lingshan, and at this moment he reached Huangfengling.

Here, there are gusts of wind, birds and beasts are hard to fly, and weeds are not growing.

Zhu Gangli looked at Tang Seng and said, "Master, look at this wind is so weird, let's take a detour."

Look at the mountains and mountains, but the strange winds rise from the plains, splashing dust and sand, and the waves of rivers and waves. Wherever they pass, there is a dead air.

This is not a strange thing, it is simply a series of dead winds. The place where it blows through is full of beasts retreating and all things withering.

"What a strange wind, my dragon hair is blown away."

Just as Zhu Gangli and Tang Seng looked a little solemn, Xiao Bailong touched the tied hair and said with a worried look on his face.

"Senior brother..."

"The head can be broken, blood can flow, and the hairstyle cannot be messy. Old pig, you have to remember that this is one of the reasons why you, Cuilan, don't leave you."

After hearing this, Zhu Gangli raised his little eyeballs, glanced at his hair, and subconsciously protected the soft hair-like sighing success with his hands.

"Senior brother, I'm right, I've been taught."

"Amitabha, have you... been making enough trouble?"

"I'll go explore the way now."

Zhu Gangli smiled embarrassedly and drove his magical powers to explore the way, while Xiao Bailong stood there and talked with Tang Seng about his recent experience in learning books.

After a while, the yellow wind blew towards Tang Monk and the others. Under a small hillside in the wind, a tiger roared suddenly, and a colorful tiger jumped out.

Tang Monk was not at all panicked, but instead recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, it looks like the donor of Xiao Yin." However, the colorful tiger pounced on him.

"Little little cat, show off in front of me?"

With the little white dragon waved his hand, a spiritual energy directly overturned the tiger.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I am the striker of King Huang Feng. Today I want to find a few mortals to do the coffee wine. You should be glad."

"I'll go, you shameless, do you know who we are?"

"We are disciples of the Emperor's Brother of the Dongtu Datang. This is my master, Tang Sanzang!"

"We are ordered to go to the Xitian Lingshan Mountain to seek the true scriptures. If you know the image, you will leave quickly so that I will not hurt your life."

"Amitabha, my disciple is very good. Although you are a monster, you also have life. You can leave quickly, so as not to lose your life."

Tang Monk also persuaded the colorful tiger, but it was ineffective. He only saw him escaping under the hillside, and with the help of the yellow wind, he suddenly came out with the steel fork in his hand.

"You are so ignorant, then you will be spared today."

"Master, am I right?"

"Well, if you can, just beat me to death. The master is not the monk who just first appeared in the Tang Dynasty."

When Tang Seng said this, there was no wavering in his eyes. He actually wanted his life, so naturally he could not leave any troubles.

"Sure enough, there are many good demons, but there are also many bad ones, just like immortals. The three eyes are pretty good, but there are also bad ones."

"Amitabha, Xiao Bailong, don't be polite to the master."

What?

Is this a monk?

"Are you really a monk who seeks the true scriptures?"

"If you want to change it if you have a fake one!"

Tang Monk answered with certainty that the tiger forward was really stunned now. This was definitely not a monk from the true scriptures.

"What a monk, no wonder our king said that many of the Buddhas in Lingshan are wolves in sheep's clothing. Now I think so when I see you."

After the tiger forward said that, he stopped talking nonsense and fought with the little white dragon directly, and a terrible storm swept over.

"Disciple, the tiger's territory is unstable, you attack him in the next three ways."

"good."

The little white dragon had not used all his strength to have fun with him, but was disturbed by Tang Seng. The spiritual energy in his hand condensed and a punch roared out!

"Bang!"

The colorful tiger was knocked away by the little white dragon, and a mouthful of blood was even gust of it.

"Where to run!"

The tiger forward saw that the situation was not good, so he was about to run away. The little white dragon immediately chased and finally met a fun one, how could he let it go?

The little white dragon chased and left. Tang Monk looked at him worriedly, but the yellow wind was swept with sand and there was no sign of people.

"Hehe... Monk, you're dead."

Suddenly, a gloomy and terrifying voice sounded, and the tiger forward who had returned appeared in front of Tang Seng.

Tang Monk panicked and shouted: "Ah!" But it was too late. The tiger vanguard rolled up the yellow wind and took Tang Monk back to a cave.

...

"King, Meng Jun ordered to capture a monk, who was the monk who went to the West to seek the true scriptures."

The cave owner sitting on the stone pedestal suddenly showed a look of shock and said, "There are monkeys beside him with a thunderbolt face, a pig head with big ears, and a white horse?!"

"I have never seen both before and after, but I saw the pig's head."

Upon hearing this, the cave master was silent.

King Huang Feng knocked on the chair handle with his hand, and was actually thinking in his heart: "How come there is no monkey? Didn't the Bodhisattva say that I asked me to redeem my sins? Didn't he deliberately deceive me and prevent me from going back to Lingshan?"

King Huangfeng was a rat spirit in Lingshan. Because he was secretly drinking lamp oil, he was afraid of being caught by King Kong and fled down to the world. He was encouraged by the tiger forward to occupy the mountain and become king.

Five hundred years ago, Guanyin suddenly found him and asked him to start the journey to the West as the person who started the great disaster, to mobilize the monsters, mounts and other arrangements in the heavens, and to atone for his sins.

However, after asking now, King Huang Feng received a different news, which made him a little doubt whether Guanyin deliberately cheated him.

"Impossible, Lingji is also in this world. Isn't it... It's rumored that Guanyin and Lingji are not in harmony, is it..."

King Huang Feng suddenly thought of an extreme possibility, that is, Guanyin wanted to use his hand to harm Lingji and then complete the Journey to the West.

What a kill, kill two birds with one stone!

"You go back, let's not eat him for now."

King Huang Feng retreated the demons and took Tang Seng to the depths of the cave, loosened his ties, and sat opposite him.

"Well? The donor seems to have an indescribable hidden secret?"

"Did the elder see it?"

If I can't see it, then am I blind?

You almost write your unhappiness on your face. As a monk from the Tang Dynasty, I am a well-read Buddhist scriptures. If I can't see that it would be a waste of my knowledge over the years.

"Haha... guessed."

"Then I'll talk to the elder..."

King Huang Feng confides with Tang Seng. From where he comes from, to now, the matter of occupying the mountain and becoming the king is almost completely different, and he is very detailed.

"Elder, do you think I still have a chance?"

Tang Seng has attacked. After hearing so many secrets, if he doesn't give an answer, he will probably not need other little demons to make fire and boil water. The Huangfeng King may have swallowed him directly.

"Of course, you can listen to me."

Tang Monk had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Since the Black Wind Cave, he has left one more thought, and people rely on trust.

However, if you want to survive, you are speaking beautifully, rather than "exiting dirty". Suddenly he felt that the books given by Xiao Bailong were quite useful.
Chapter completed!