Black Myth: Journey to the West – Simulate Becoming Immortal!

The jumping dragon shouted loudly, then bowed his head respectfully and knelt on one knee.

In Chen Xi's inner world, the wind and clouds around the Dragon King were changing, with lightning and thunder, and it seemed not very peaceful.

If the Dragon King had not recovered at this time, he would have made a big fuss and it would have been difficult to calm down and cause trouble.

This is... the crown prince of the West Sea, Prince Moang?

Chen Xi's eyes flashed with glass light.

In an instant, he saw through the true face of the Black Water River Dragon King!

"How could it be him?"

Chen Xi was puzzled secretly, but his face did not show any sign.

He thought that this Black Water River Dragon King might be a little alligator, or it might be some other dragon from the four seas, but he did not think it was Prince Moang.

After all, who is Prince Moang?

He is the Prince of the West Sea, the future Dragon King of the West Sea.

Giving up the position of the Dragon King of the Four Seas and running to the Black Water River to suffer in a place like this, isn't that a disease?

Let's not talk about Chen Xi's confusion for now. I saw that Prince Moang raised his eyes and glanced at the demons under the prince, and raised his left hand slightly.

"Huh?"

Chen Xi noticed that the aura around him seemed to have changed, and he felt something was wrong in an instant.

The invisible water waves suddenly spread out.

Miss Ji, who was stunned, and the jumping dragon who didn't know why was immediately pushed away by the water waves. It was isolated here, and it was difficult to see her figure and hear any sound.

In an instant, the glass light rose up and protected Chen Xi.

His originally kind expression suddenly turned cold.

"Prince Mo'ang, what do you mean?"

"I am here to visit you sincerely and help you, Black Water River. Is this your way of treating guests?"

Chen Xi watched Prince Mo'ang pick up the three-edged mace and walk down the stairs step by step towards him, as if he was coming with bad intentions.

For a moment, the three hearts of greed, anger and ignorance beat together, ready to fight at any time.

Prince Mo'ang remained calm, and his aura rose steadily.

He was majestic and powerful!

A sense of oppression that could make the four seas flow across and roll back the nine states enveloped the Black Water River!

This kind of momentum made him look like a big demon.

The entire Black Water River began to boil under this influence.

"Your Excellency has come to my aid and rescued my subordinates. I, Ao Mo'ang, am grateful."

"However, in today's world, gods and Buddhas have disappeared, evil beasts are everywhere, and it is difficult to distinguish between the clear and the turbid, and good and evil are not distinguished."

"Your Excellency's timing is too good, and I can't help but think about it."

"There is no point in talking too much. Take my three moves. If you are really a Buddhist, Xiaolong is willing to accept the punishment!"

After Prince Mo'ang finished speaking, he attacked!

He jumped into the air and kicked three times in a row, one kick to the head, one kick to the chest, and one kick to the abdomen.

Each move was fierce, showing his superb martial arts!

Since Chen Xi went west, although he has cultivated a lot of Taoism, he has always been a powerful flying brick, and has no martial arts to speak of.

Facing the oncoming three kicks of Prince Mo'ang, how dare he neglect it.

The clairvoyance and clairaudience were displayed together.

Chen Xi anticipated the enemy's move, raised the Nine-ring Tin Staff, and narrowly blocked the three consecutive kicks.

"This..."

Chen Xi took a step back, feeling somewhat uncertain.

He knew that Prince Moang did not seem to have any killing or even malicious intentions towards him.

That was why Chen Xi only parried, instead of going all out as usual.

Otherwise, the Karma Fire, Glazed Fire, Seven-star Sword, and Golden Rope would have all been used.

Prince Moang seemed to be just testing, he landed on the ground, lifted his robe and swung his tail.

Chen Xi dodged sideways, and Prince Moang stepped forward, turned around and swung his robe.

Seeing this, he had to press back, narrowly avoiding it.

Prince Moang's attack was so rapid that it was hard to breathe.

He lifted his robe with his backhand, turned around and swung his robe, and pressed his robe and lifted his robe with his backhand.

A set of movements was smooth and the attack was exquisite.

It was just a black robe, but he was able to play with it.

Of course, Chen Xi was not a pushover.

Although he was caught off guard and suffered a little loss at the beginning, he had experienced life and death several times, and the number of big and small battles was too many to count with two hands.

In this case, it was not difficult to resist the move of Prince Moang.

Chen Xi was just swept by the robe on his chest, and there was no serious problem except for some burning pain.

On the contrary, Chen Xi got a blessing in disguise. With the unimaginable understanding of the Supreme Immortal Fetus, he actually learned the move of Prince Moang to throw the robe!

"What a great Prince Moang!"

"In this case, I have to learn from Prince Moang's high moves."

Even a clay man can still be angry!

This Prince Moang came up and wanted to ask for a move, how could Chen Xi avoid fighting?

Chen Xi thought of this and fought back, lifting his brocade robes like Prince Moang.

Prince Moang responded with his dragon claw hand.

For a moment, the dragon roared, showing its fierce power.

Chen Xi did not lose out at all, and turned around to learn the dragon claw hand.

His five fingers formed claws, and he learned every move.

Prince Moang was happy to see this, and laughed, as if he had confirmed something.

He let go of his hands and feet, picked up the three-edged mace and went to meet Chen Xi.

Chen Xi also swung the nine-ring tin staff and confronted him!

The two were under the water, and it was easy to kill!

The nine-ring staff and the three-edged mace, the two fought each other.

One is the crown prince of the West Sea, and the other is a person destined to be an immortal.

The one who saw the old man was delighted to show off his skills, and the other wanted to ask the prince to subdue the demon. They all came to the bottom of the river to fight, and they knew each other as friends rather than enemies.

The fish and shrimps shook their heads and hid, and the crabs and claws both shrank their heads and hid.

The Rooster was anxious and stamped his feet, and the waves and dragons waved their flags and shouted for the glory of the master.

What a Buddhist son and a man of destiny, fighting the real dragon alone.

There was no victory or defeat in leaping over the waves, and the mace met the staff without red.

The two of them fought for thirty rounds, and there was no difference between the strong and the weak.

Obviously, they were so excited about the fight that they had forgotten what they had said before that they would only fight three moves.

After about a few rounds...

Chen Xi began to breathe heavily, this kind of pure physical martial arts competition was not his strong point after all.

His real strength was still in his magical powers and various fairy treasures.

In the absence of a life-and-death struggle, the means such as the fire of anger and the seven-color glass fire could not be used at all.

Moreover, they were still underwater, and Chen Xi's underwater skills were simply unbearable to watch.

The general Juanlian and the broken precepts Buddha, who were originally good at underwater skills, were still exhausted and recuperating.

In this case, it was only a matter of time before Chen Xi was defeated.

However, at this time, Prince Moang may have seen this and suddenly stopped his attack.

He was no longer arrogant, but turned his face to be respectful, and bowed his hands to salute.

"As expected of a holy monk, Xiaolong lost this time."

"I have offended you before, and Xiaolong is willing to be punished."

Chen Xi was a little surprised when he heard this.

It seemed that he did not expect that Prince Moang would be so good at dealing with things. He actually took the initiative to admit defeat in front of his thousands of water creatures, and was even willing to accept the punishment and make amends.

Such courtesy and magnanimity are worthy of being the crown prince of the West Sea.

Chen Xi still remembered that Prince Moang was like this when he faced the Great Sage in Journey to the West.

No wonder the Dragon King of the West Sea would make Prince Moang the crown prince.

On the other hand, the Third Prince, Little White Dragon, did not receive such treatment.

Even if the Night Pearl was not burned, he would still kill his relatives for the sake of justice, report to the Heavenly Court, and send him to the Dragon Slashing Platform.

This difference is not ordinary...

Chen Xi and Prince Moang have no hatred. This time it can be said that they did not know each other without fighting, and they admire each other.

Moreover, after this fight, his martial arts have improved greatly, all thanks to Prince Moang's advice.

In this case, how could Chen Xi not know what is good for him and refute Prince Moang's face.

"Prince Moang is joking..."

"How can this poor monk's three-legged cat skills beat the prince?"

"I think if we fight for another three or five rounds, I am sure I will lose."

Chen Xi shook his head and spoke truthfully.

"How can Xiaolong not know the Saint Monk's abilities?"

"After only a few rounds, the Saint Monk learned Xiaolong's cassock demon-subduing skills and dragon claws."

"If the competition continues, Xiaolong's skills that he has honed for thousands of years will probably be completely defeated by the Saint Monk."

"If it weren't for the underwater situation, where the Saint Monk's methods were limited, Xiaolong would never be able to compare with the Saint Monk."

Prince Moang smiled and spoke, waving his robe to disperse the isolation.

"The Six Dings and Six Jias are here, why don't you surrender quickly, Xiaolong, and don't hurt my benefactor."

"Tsk! You thief baldy, don't hurt my master!"

Miss Ji and Tiaolang Jiao rushed in.

One to repay a favor, the other to protect the master.

But when they saw the two of them being friendly and even praising each other, they reacted instantly.

Miss Ji and Tiaolang Jiao both kept silent, feeling embarrassed.

"Six Dings and Six Jias?"

"The holy monk can get the help of the Six Dings and Six Jias in this demonic world where gods and Buddhas are nowhere to be found. It is worthy of the destiny..."

Prince Moang seemed to have just recognized Rooster and looked quite surprised.

Miss Ji has lost all her power now, so it is normal that she did not recognize her at first glance.

"No, no, if possible, I don't want this destiny."

"The general Jiao under the prince is quite heroic and brave."

"The prince has such a general who can stand alone. I really envy him."

Chen Xi looked at Tiaolang Jiao with some amusement, and did not take it to heart that it called him a thief bald.

Now he is no longer the Chen Xi who went crazy and couldn't control his anger.

As he continued to practice the Heart Sutra, his temper has become more and more like a normal person.

"Hahaha..."

"This guy has been with Xiaolong for a short time and is still immature. He offended the holy monk. Xiaolong will definitely discipline him later."

"Holy monk, let's... come in?"

Prince Moang said as he extended his hand to the water palace, where a banquet had been prepared at some point.

Obviously, he had long been sure that Chen Xi was a Buddhist disciple, and his previous statement was just an excuse.

Otherwise, how could Prince Moang prepare a banquet in advance?

Although Chen Xi did not know Prince Moang's purpose in fighting with him, at least he had no ill intentions.

"Prince Moang invited me, and I dare not disobey him. Come in!"