Fantasy: My Tang Monk played Journey to the West badly and shocked the Three Realms

Zhu Bajie is more straightforward, originally he felt uneasy after hearing the old man's words.

Hearing Sun Wukong showing off there, his self-confidence suddenly came back: "Brother, you are right, you are indeed very powerful,
But my old pig is also the marshal of the canopy in the sky, once in charge of the Tianhe hundred thousand navy.

When my nine-toothed rake smashes down, it will also be landslides and ground cracks. When you encounter monsters and ghosts, you charge in front, and I will fight for you.

Let us brothers and sisters work together to let those demons and goblins escape! "

The old man gradually calmed down, and quickly gave Monkey King and Zhu Bajie a thumbs up.

"I didn't expect that the two are gods in the sky. The holy monk is protected by your two disciples. Let alone the west sky, you can go anywhere."

Then he stopped mentioning the matter of Xitian, and hurriedly greeted his wife and children to bring tea and water, and set up a vegetarian meal.

After dinner, the sun had already set, only some afterglow was still struggling and couldn't bear to leave.

On the edge of the mountain, release a little light and try to give the world the last ray of light.

Tang Seng has already gone to meditate in his meditation room.

Sun Wukong took out the purple gold bowl from the package, and Zhu Bajie led Xuan [-] [-] [-] [-] [-] [-] [-] to go outside to catch cicada pupae.

You don't have to listen to what other people say, but you must listen to what the master says. If you don't, the consequences will be very serious.

Another calamity is coming, although it has not been triggered yet, Tang Seng has faintly felt that this is a good opportunity.

At this time, a large amount of luck must be ingested, no matter how much it is, no one knows.

At this time, the luck has not been distributed yet, so you can absorb as much as you can, and no one will notice, and no one will pay attention.

Tang Seng felt very comfortable in his heart, this is the special welfare on the road.

Ever since Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva said this matter, Tang Seng has silently remembered it in his heart.

He generally knows who has the route of the Westward Journey, and he can also know in advance, which provides him with great convenience.

It's a pity that neither Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, nor Xuan One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven can sense it.

Tang Seng hinted to them many times while walking all the way, and these people shook their heads blankly.

He will not say any more, this must be a big secret, perhaps only Guanshiyin Bodhisattva knows,

Because the exploration of the Westward Journey Road was designated by Guanyin Bodhisattva, she is the director of the Westward Journey Road.

It just so happens that she is very familiar with herself, and knows that she has a special way of thinking that can absorb the luck of Journey to the West in advance.

Journey to the west is good for cultivation, and Guanshiyin Bodhisattva probably reminded him of his interest in traveling to the west so that he would no longer resist.

Tang Seng was only an Earth Immortal at that time, how could he be a prophet?

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva said this casually, whether he can actually absorb it, now he guesses that Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has no idea.

The other way around, if you can absorb without excitation,

Then the bigwigs of the Three Realms would go to such great lengths to drive themselves and Monkey King to the Westward Journey Road, and inspire those luck?
Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie's mana is already very high, and now Sun Wukong is already a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Zhu Bajie's Daluo Jinxian cultivation base is also gradually consolidating, even Xuanyi, [-], [-], [-], [-], [-].After embarking on the Journey to the West, Tang Seng laid a very solid foundation for them.

After relaxing the muscles and bones, cutting the hair and washing the marrow, he also gave them the mental method of cultivation.

After these little guys got a sense of aura, Tang Seng fed them with pills, and now Xuan One, Two, Three, Four, Five, and Six Seven have reached the level of earth immortals.

With a radius of hundreds of miles, they performed their own methods, which were considered small-scale, warm-up exercises.

In less than half an hour, these people came back with purple gold bowls in their hands.

They have achieved that there are no more cicadas and cicada pupae within a hundred miles.

The old man's family also looked at each other in blank dismay in their own backyard.

This Jin Chanzi still has such a habit that he can't make a sound while meditating?
Let's be careful not to anger this, the second disciple of Old Buddha Xitian, it is said that he was not the master of Ansheng when he was in Daleiyin Temple.

That was also a disturbance, and anyone who offended him would suffer a big loss.

Tang Seng's purple gold bowl was originally a magic weapon, Zhu Bajie took out salt from the package and poured it into the purple gold bowl,

Then pour water into it to soak, and after these cicada pupae have fully absorbed the salt water, the next step can be performed.

As for the cicadas that have grown into wings, they don't smell very good. Just kill them, as long as they don't make any noise.

After a night of silence, at dawn, Zhu Bajie walked into Tang Seng's meditation room with the fried cicada pupae.

While eating, Tang Seng praised Zhu Bajie's craftsmanship is getting better and better.

In the future, if I concentrate on studying recipes, I might become a super chef. If I open a restaurant, there will be a lot of customers and I will make a lot of money.

The old man also prepared some soup and snacks. To thank the family, Tang Seng also left them 100 catties of cicada pupae.

After breakfast, the old man said: "If you encounter any difficulties walking west, come to me. I have already provided you with help within my ability."

Sun Wukong said: "You old man, if we go west, can we turn back?"

Tang Seng said: "Yes, yes, it is possible.

I can't stop my footsteps, you and Bajie are likely to come here again. "

Sun Wukong tilted his head and thought for a while: "Master, could it be that the monster in front is very powerful?"

Tang Seng laughed and said, "Don't say it, don't say it."

Then he got on his horse and rode on, heading west.

Seeing that Tang Seng and his disciples did not go back, but walked westward, the old man let out a sigh of relief.

"This golden cicada is becoming more and more invisible, and the pressure he puts on me is even stronger than Monkey King.

Isn't he a mortal?How come there is such a big momentum? "

The old woman said: "He doesn't have the aura of a practitioner of the Three Realms, but he comes from a good background.

The ancient prehistoric alien species, the six-winged cicada, even if it is reincarnated, has extraordinary bearing, which is not comparable to us.

You, you must be more careful when you speak. We have just been on duty and don't understand the situation. Let go of your arrogance and deal with everything carefully.
Otherwise, it is very likely that something will happen.

At that time, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva will be kind and soft, and may not punish us, then the old Western Buddhas will not crush them. "

The old man shook his head and nodded hastily, carefully tidying up the house, completely eliminating their own aura, turning this place into an ordinary family, waiting for an opportunity here.

Tang Seng rode his horse all the way to the west. He was not in a hurry to walk, he stopped and stopped, and riding a horse was even slower than walking.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were not in too much of a hurry either, they were leading the horse and carrying the burden alone, walking slowly was exactly what they wanted.

It is also very pleasant to find a place to sit and rest for a while when you are tired.

Anyway, the road to Xitian is very long, so the Lafayette in the West did not stipulate how long it would take to complete the journey.

Stopping like this is good for self-cultivation.

And Xuan [-], [-], [-], [-], [-], [-] were still children. They rode horses, running forward for a while, and running back for a while.

When you see something curious, you jump off your horse.

Catch a butterfly, chase a squirrel, it's a lot of fun anyway.

Tang Seng is sitting on the white dragon horse, and continues to run the nine-turn Hunyuan Jue to draw the luck that is now hidden and has not traveled to the West.

The current luck of Journey to the West is unknown, that is to say, it has not yet been accounted for, so there is a lot of room for manipulation.

Tang Seng felt that his cultivation had been touched, and he seemed to be on the verge of reaching the eighth level of the Golden Immortal.

This time, I hope to reach the mid-Golden Immortal Stage, Tang Seng secretly thought.

They are not far from that mountain, and they can reach that mountain by walking for half a day at their usual speed.

They walked for a whole day, and near dusk, they arrived at the foot of the mountain and set up their tents at the foot of the mountain.

A defensive formation was set up around the tent, and after eating some cicada pupae, it was free time for free activities, and anyone could do whatever they wanted.

Tang Seng said in his heart, it's great, and he has another night to practice.

After midnight, I suddenly heard the sound of whistling wind, and the hidden luck of Journey to the West began to erupt.

"Here we come!" Tang Seng said secretly in his heart.

He called Xuan One, Two, Three, Four, Five, and Six Seven to his side. The few of them were not on the Journey to the West that the adults had planned, and there might be accidents if they stayed.