The strongest collapse system

Chapter 579
After Wang Fan returned, a group of five people embarked on the westward journey again.

Spring goes to summer, and it is Zhuming season again. You can see the orchids being sent by the fragrant wind, and the Hsinchus washed by the rain. The mountains are covered with mugwort leaves, and the streams are covered with wild flowers, competing for splendor.

The Dragon Boat Festival passed without knowing it, and suddenly I saw a high mountain appearing in front of me. The mountain was covered with pines, cypresses and junipers, towering and steep, straight into the blue sky.

"Apprentice, there is a mountain ahead, there may be monsters again, so be extremely careful and take precautions." Tang Seng reined in his horse and said back.

"Yes."

Everyone responded with sighs in their hearts, as long as Tang Seng said so, nine out of ten times it would always come true.

Tang Seng saw the listless look of the crowd, but he didn't care about it. Seeing his subordinates responding neatly, he couldn't help being happy, so he hurried up the mountain in a short time.

After going up the mountain, the scenery became quieter and the road became more difficult. The ground was covered with dead vines and thorns, and the stones were covered with moss and moss, making it slippery and slippery.From time to time, wild animals such as foxes and elk appear, and the sound of tigers roaring and monkeys crying is really frightening.

Fortunately, with the support of Wang Fan and others, Tang Seng was not afraid.

The road was difficult, and the five of them entered the mountain and walked slowly for a long time before passing a mountain top and descending the west slope, but it was a flat place.

At this time, Bajie regained his energy and asked Monk Sha to carry the burden, while he went forward to drive the horse with a nine-toothed rake.

If it were an ordinary horse, it would naturally be unable to bear the scare and run in a hurry, but this white dragon horse is an extraordinary horse, but the third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea, with profound cultivation and no fear at all.

Even though Zhu Bajie threatened to drive him away, he still walked slowly.

"Bajie, what are you driving it for, just let it go slowly." Tang Seng said in surprise.

"It's getting late, it's been a day since we went up the mountain, and now I'm hungry, everyone walk faster, find someone to cook some vegetarian food for." Zhu Bajie said.

Everyone secretly laughed.

No wonder Zhu Bajie, who has always been lazy, has become so diligent today. It turns out that he is hungry.

"A good horse, but hurry up." Zhu Bajie was too stubborn, so he stepped forward to cage the horse's head, and blew in Bailongma's ear.

At this moment, the white dragon horse couldn't take it anymore, slipped the rein, and rushed forward like a flying arrow, no matter how Tang Seng pulled the rein, he couldn't stop the horse.

In desperation, he had no choice but to lean down, hug the saddle, and let it gallop until he ran twenty miles away before slowing down and walking slowly again.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of gongs ahead, and more than 30 people appeared on the side of the road, holding knives, sticks, swords and guns, blocking the intersection and saying, "Monk! Where are you going!"

Tang Seng was so frightened that he couldn't sit still on the horse, so he fell off the horse and squatted in the grass beside the road, shouting: "My lord, spare me!"

The two big men at the head pondered for a moment and said: "I don't want your life, I just want your money."

Only then did Tang Seng know that the other party was a robber.

With courage, he raised his head to look at the faces of the two of them, and saw a blue face with fangs, and one with bulging eyes, ugly and vicious.

"So it's a human, not a monster!" Tang Seng heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood up from the grass, put his palms together and chanted: "Amitabha! The poor monk is polite. Your lord, the poor monk is the person who was sent by the Eastern Tang Dynasty to seek the scriptures in the west. Since he left Chang'an, he has been so old that he has already used money. It's all over, and now the three meals are all obtained by alms, but there is no money on the body. I hope the king will make it convenient, let the poor monk go there!"

"What's convenient? It's convenient for you. Shall we drink the northwest wind?" The two bandit chiefs were furious. "If there is no trouble, I will take off your clothes, leave the white horse, and let you pass."

"This is difficult to deal with. My cassock is made from cloth from the east family and needles from the west family. If I peel it off, it will kill me. It's no different from killing me." Tang Seng persuaded, "If you kill me, even if you can be a great king in this life, you can only be a beast like pigs, dogs, cows and horses in the next life."

The thief was furious when he heard the words, and with a stick in his hand, he wanted to step forward and smash the monk who cursed him to death.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" Tang Seng begged for mercy again, "My lords, don't do anything. Although the poor monk has no money, the guard who escorted me to the west has quite a lot of money."

The thief froze for a moment, couldn't help but stop his movements, pondered for a while, and asked, "Did you lie?"

"Of course not! Monks don't tell lies." Tang Seng vowed.

"Then I will trust you again. If you lie to me, you will definitely be hacked into pieces. Little ones, tie up this monk." The thief leader ordered.

All the minions started together, tied up Tang Monk with a rope, and hung him high on a tree.

The treatment of the white dragon horse was much better, and it was tied to a tree beside it. The more clever thief went to the side to cut a bundle of hay and fed it to the white dragon horse. It ate with great relish.

"Master ran so fast on horseback that he didn't know where he was."

After a while, Zhu Bajie and others finally arrived.

He suddenly saw the elder on the tree, immediately smiled and said: "Look, Master and the old man are waiting for us in front, it's okay to wait, there are still such childlike innocence, climbing up the tree, pulling the vines and swinging on the swing!"

Wang Fan and Monk Sha looked speechless.

"Pfft!" Hong Hai'er couldn't help laughing out loud, "Pig, are you stupid? You're not swinging on a swing, you're obviously being hung up!"

Everyone rushed forward and put Tang Seng down.

At this moment, the surrounding grass shook, and a group of thieves rushed out of it, surrounding Wang Fan and the others.

"Which one is the monk's guard?" Two thieves came out.

Wang Fan was stunned for a moment, stood up and said, "I am."

The thief leader immediately laughed: "Little brother, your master said that you have a lot of wealth, so take it out as soon as possible, and spare your life. If the word "no" pops out of your mouth, I will send you to the underworld to die."

Wang Fan pondered for a moment, then said, "How much do you want?"

Among them, the head of the thief holding a mace's eyes suddenly lit up, and he met Fat Sheep secretly, and immediately said: "As many as you want, take them out!"

"it is good."

Wang Fan nodded, checked the inventory, took out something from it, and threw it out.

But it was a golden bean the size of a grain of rice. After it fell out of Wang Fan's palm, it grew in the wind, and it became a golden mountain about three feet high and five or six feet in radius, which was built towards the thief's head.

Boom!

The mountain shook and the ground trembled, and after shaking several times, it finally calmed down.

The golden mountain, the size of a rockery, stands in place, exuding dazzling light, which is breathtaking, and under the golden mountain, there is blood and mud oozing out.

This is a real gold mountain, weighing tens of millions of catties.

When Wang Fan practiced the golden escape technique, he smelted all the gold in the inventory, removed the rubbish and kept the essence, and smelted a golden bean, which was as big or small as he wanted.It's not a magic weapon, it's just a small toy.

It is useless against real masters, but it is unbearable for these robbers.

"How much do you want?" Wang Fan looked around at the robbers and asked with a smile.

……

After a moment.

Wang Fan and his entourage left with the frightened Tang Seng, leaving only a piece of bone and blood mud, exuding a strong fishy smell, which attracted a lot of wolves, tigers and leopards.

Whoa!

In the canopy of the big tree where Tang Seng was hung before, the dense leaves were pulled away, revealing a pair of furry arms.

Then, from the darkness of the leaves, a pair of deep pupils appeared, shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)