As mentioned last time, Sun Wukong returned to Tang Monk and was tied tightly without mentioning him. The two settled down and continued westward.

After traveling for a few days, I saw that it was a cold day in the twelfth lunar month, with strong winds and slippery ice. The road we were going through was steep and rugged roads with steep cliffs and steep mountains.

Tang Monk sat on the horse and asked, "I heard this is the sound of water?"

Sun Wukong nodded and said with a smile: "Master is so smart. This place is called Snake Panshan Yingchou Stream. It must be because of the sound of water in the stream."

Tang Monk nodded and asked Sun Wukong to lead the horse forward. Near the water's edge, he saw a stream, which was:

The trickling cold pulse passes through the clouds, and the clear blue waves reflect the red sun. The sound shakes the night rain and smells the deep valley, and the colorful hair dazzles the sky. Thousands of waves fly and spray broken jade, and a stream of water roars in the breeze. It flows back to the vast expanse of mist, and the gulls

The herons forget each other and never catch each other.

The two of them watched seriously, then a white dragon jumped out of the water, danced in the air, opened its mouth and bit the Tang Monk. Sun Wukong screamed strangely, stretched out his hand to pull Tang Monk off the horse, and the man sat down

The white horse was swallowed by the white dragon.

Sun Wukong conveniently placed Tang Monk in place, and was about to turn around and fight the evil dragon. When he turned around, the white dragon swallowed the white horse and disappeared into the water.

Sun Wukong was quite angry. He glanced at the water for a few times, and worried about Tang Monk's comfort, he turned around and said, "Master, our horse was definitely eaten by the dragon. We can't see it anywhere."

Tang Monk burst into tears, which made the monkey upset. He argued for a while, and Liu Ding Liujia came out to comfort him, and then he walked towards Jianshui cursing.

Sun Wukong scolded the little white dragon on the water surface and provoked the little white dragon to take action. The little white dragon couldn't bear the anger in his heart and started fighting with the little white dragon again. However, how powerful the little white dragon was, within ten rounds, the little white dragon turned around and returned to the water, regardless of the little white dragon.

No matter how you yell and curse, you are still pretending to be deaf and dumb, and you will never survive.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to turn around, and Tang Monk cried out again: "When you were hunting the tiger the day before yesterday, you said you had a way to subdue the dragon and the tiger. Why can't you subdue him today?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he felt that the three gods were out of body, waved his hand and said: "Don't say it, don't say it, wait until I have a fight with him again!"

As he said this, he went looking for the little white dragon again.

After a fight, Xiao Bailong found that he was not good at martial arts, so he cast a magic spell and turned into a grass snake and burrowed into the grass, disappearing without a trace.

Sun Wukong then detained the mountain god of the land, and then he realized that the white dragon here was saved by Guanyin Bodhisattva. If he wanted to subdue this dragon, he would need to invite Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Sun Wukong sighed, then turned around and told Tang Monk truthfully. When the golden-headed monk saw the merits coming to his door, he immediately turned away and said: "The little god is gone, the little god is gone."

Sun Wukong felt that he was being tricked by the Guanyin Bodhisattva and was unwilling to come forward. When he saw the golden head Jieyi agreed, he agreed.

The golden-headed monk took advantage of the wind and flew towards the South China Sea.

At the moment, there are demons hiding in the dark and following them. When they see the golden-headed monk leaving Xizhou, five or six resident Bodhisattvas emerge, followed by three or two people from the demon court.

In the early years, the news that Tang Monk went to Mahayana Buddhism spread to Xizhou. It can be said that some people were happy, some were sad, and even worse, they regarded Tang Monk and his followers as the enemies of Taoism.

The golden-headed Jiedi was surrounded by everyone in the air, with a solemn expression on his face. Just when he was about to say something for the occasion, he was attacked by everyone, and he fled in embarrassment.

"Move quickly! Don't show your weakness!"

someone shouted.

These Bodhisattvas and demons sped up their movements, and the demon-subduing pestle in their hands was stained with blood three or two times, but the golden-headed Revealer didn't even have a chance to say a word.

After a few breaths, everyone carried the golden-headed Buddha to the mountain. Among the several resident Bodhisattvas, a pale-faced Bodhisattva walked out. He touched the forehead of the golden-headed Buddha and pulled out the unprepared soul.

I was terrified, but I couldn't escape control.

The leading Bodhisattva paused and said, "Who comes with this body?"

All the immortals and demons behind him were very excited, but they didn't dare to take the initiative. The Golden Head Revealer's trip was going to the South China Sea. If Guanyin saw the clues, would he still be alive?

After a few breaths, a short demon walked up to everyone.

"Let me do it. I studied under the fifth demon king, Luohan Luohan, and I should set an example for everyone."

This short demon looks delicate and has no trace of blood in his body, but all the demons understand that this is a ruthless character who eats people without blinking an eye.

The leader of the Bodhisattva nodded slightly, stuffed the golden-headed soul into the body of the little demon, and said: "Before you completely possess his soul, you cannot kill him, otherwise you will be noticed by Lingshan."

The little demon nodded, and the Bodhisattva asked again: "What is your name?"

The little demon cupped his hands, paused, and said with a smile, "I'm Cang Yu."

The Bodhisattva nodded slightly and said no more. He cast a spell to merge the two people. Although the golden-headed monk was frightened, there was nothing he could do.

After a few breaths, the two figures overlapped, and the golden-headed Jiedi slowly opened his eyes. Everyone's expressions tightened, and they all relaxed when they saw the golden-headed Jiedi's face was calm, and he nodded slightly.

The golden head revealed the truth and said: "You will have many opportunities in the future. I will take the first step and listen to my thunder."

Everyone responded, and the golden-headed Jiedi left the cave, looked up at the sun, and rushed towards the South China Sea.

When they arrived at Luojia Mountain in the South China Sea, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva saw nothing strange, so they followed the golden head to Xizhou to overcome Tang Monk's difficulty.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva appeared, and the little white dragon appeared and bowed its head, became the white horse of Tang Monk, and the westbound team moved forward again.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

After Westward went in so smoothly, Lu Yin stood on top of the clouds to watch what Emperor Donghua did.

Jin Yu and an old man stood beside Lu Yin. This old man was the turtle carrying the abbot island on his back. His aura was erratic, similar to that of Emperor Donghua.

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In the distance on the sea of ​​clouds, Emperor Donghua and the Three Stars of Fortune, Lushou and Shou are preparing to cast spells.

Under the Yunding Heavenly Palace, the rocks cracked and the earth collapsed. Emperor Donghua stretched out his hand, and a huge wooden pile emerged from the mountain.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It is just a half wooden pile, surrounded by ten thousand feet. It has been buried under the mountain from ancient times to the present.

As soon as the three stars of Fortune, Luxury and Shou raised their hands, red, green and yellow rays of light fell from the sky and the earth, pouring on the wooden stake like substance. Emperor Donghua glanced at the big sun above his head.

He took out a drop of blood essence, and then took out a vial from his sleeve. The vial seemed to be very heavy, and even Emperor Donghua was quite cautious about it.

Jin Yu explained: "That is the sacred water collected by the master in the early years, a drop of three lights, a drop of pure water, and a drop of star water."

"What is star water?"

Lu Yin asked.

Jin Yu explained: "I heard from the master that the stars are refined and shrunk with water, and the remaining heavy water is the star water."

"Refining stars."

Lu Yin was a little surprised, he didn't expect to be able to do this.

The divine turtle on the side took over the conversation and said: "Young man, you haven't seen this much before. There is Nuwa, the empress, refining stones to mend the sky. What kind of stones do you think she is refining?"

"Those are all stars."

Lu Yin thought, it was the same. Aren't the stars in the sky the legendary sacred stones?

Seeing the old turtle speaking again, Lu Yincai cupped his hands and said, "May I ask what you call me?"

The old turtle was dressed in blue and white clothes, and his robe was rustling in the wind. He thought for a moment and said, "You two young men, just call me Yin Liu."

Jin Yu cupped his hands and said, "Yin Daxian."

Lu Yin cupped his hands: "Senior Six."

Yin Liu glanced at Lu Yin in surprise, then smiled again.

The three of them looked at Emperor Donghua casting spells again. These rare treasures of heaven, earth, materials, and pure magic power were used one by one, but the simple and wide wooden pile did not react at all.

Emperor Donghua's expression remained unchanged, he continued to cast spells in an orderly manner, and took out a few more things from his sleeves.

Lu Yin looked familiar. Flat peaches, ginseng fruits, and three or four unknown fruits were all thrown out by Emperor Donghua with his hand. Then he fired a stream of pure mana to refine them, and a ball of green liquid condensed in the air.

As Emperor Donghua accelerated his movements, the green liquid mass in the air grew stronger. The magic power of the three stars of Fortune, Luxu and Shou continued to maintain the fragile vitality of the Fuso Sacred Tree.

A few breaths later, Emperor Donghua pointed his finger at the sun above his head. The sun swayed for a moment, as if flames were raging in it, and a pure fire essence flew down from the sky.

Emperor Donghua used the fire to burn the green liquid again. Three hours later, the green liquid about ten feet in size had condensed into the size of a fist.

Emperor Donghua slowly controlled the heat and burned it bit by bit until it finally condensed into a drop.

Yin Liu said unexpectedly, "This is the pure essence of Yimu. Can this revive the Fuso Sacred Tree?"

Jin Yu shook his head slightly, "No, you two just came to the island recently and don't know my master's plans for many years. Just at the foot of this mountain, there are large and small spiritual veins, earth veins, and things of the five elements buried."

"It takes another thousand years to calculate the right time for today. Once it is done, Huaguo Mountain will no longer be the dragon from the Three Islands and the ancestral line of the Ten Continents."

"This Fusang Sacred Tree is the head of the new dragon vein."

Lu Yin nodded slightly, thinking about it, the final kick is cool, but the previous efforts should not be forgotten.

In the air, the drop of pure Yimu essence was cast down by Emperor Donghua, and landed gently on the huge wooden pile. Only then did Sanxing stop outputting mana with a pale face.

Everyone waited for a few breaths, but there was no movement.

"no response?"

Lu Yin asked.

Yin Liu shook his head, "The movement is not above, but underground."

"I can feel that there are thick roots under this wooden pile all over the island, and I am losing control little by little."

"The huge roots broke through the bottom of Abbot Island, greedily sucked the sea water, and then continued to explore downward until they took root on the seabed."

"coax!"

With a loud noise, the entire Abbot Island shook, and the boundary on the far edge even silently collapsed and fell into the sea.

Yin Liudao: "Don't panic, this is the Fusang Sacred Tree stabilizing the Abbot Immortal Mountain. From now on, the Abbot Immortal Mountain will be fixed here forever, and my merits have finally been fulfilled."

After saying that, he looked at his body with a happy expression.

Lu Yin and Lu Yin congratulated each other repeatedly, and saw the green branches suddenly growing on the wooden pile.

Emperor Donghua threw out the dragon-headed crutch in his hand and turned it into a green dragon, flying around the branch. The branch grew bigger and bigger, and the same was true for the green dragon, which guarded him tightly at all times.
Chapter completed!