Journey to the West begins with the full-level monk Tang

This hot current emerged from the dantian, directly scattered into Tang Seng's limbs and bones, and penetrated into his flesh and blood.

Originally, Tang Seng thought that the process of merging blood must be very painful, after all, he was changing blood!

But now Tang Seng found out that he was wrong, he felt as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, feeling the heat flow into his body, very comfortable.

At the same time, when these heat flows merged into Tang Seng's body, Tang Seng's physique also gradually changed, his muscles became denser, his meridians became stronger... a miraculous change took place in his whole body.

After a while, the heat flow completely disappeared, and Tang Seng also opened his eyes.

At this moment, Tang Seng felt that he could kill an Earth Immortal with just one punch with only his physical strength!

"Master, you..." Sun Wukong, who had been watching the play, suddenly looked at Tang Seng and fell into deep thought. He felt that a magical change had taken place in Tang Seng, but he couldn't tell what it was, and from Tang Seng's body, he felt There was a breath that made him very uncomfortable.

Sun Wukong just thought that Tang Seng was a little strange, but the little white dragon beside him knelt down directly. He looked at Tang Seng with a face of horror, his eyes were wide open, his face was flushed, as if he was about to suffocate, and he said intermittently: "Master... Master, please forgive me..."

After Tang Seng fused the blood of Zulong just now, due to reasons he was not very familiar with, he couldn't help exuding the aura and coercion of Zulong directly.

The little white dragon is the closest to him, and the pressure he feels is also the strongest. He is only a small celestial being, how could he resist the oppression from the blood of the ancestor dragon, and he was immediately strangled Sore throat, difficult to breathe.

At the same time, everyone in the Dragon Clan present felt the coercion of Tang Seng. The lower the level of cultivation, the stronger the oppression they felt. Withstood the coercion of the momentum.

But they still looked at Tang Seng with horror on their faces. They really didn't know why Tang Seng exuded an aura that made them unconsciously want to worship.

Tang Seng looked at the little white dragon who looked like he was about to die, and immediately reacted, and quickly put away his coercion.

"Ao Lie, are you alright?" Tang Seng asked worriedly, after all, the mount that he finally found couldn't just be played to death like this!

"Ahem...ahem...it's okay, master!" Ao Lie panted heavily, glanced at Tang Seng with lingering fear, and then said.

"It's fine!" Tang Seng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"Holy Monk, may I ask what your aura is..." Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, asked.

Tang Seng immediately turned around and said angrily: "None of your business! If you don't want to be sealed again, quickly disappear from my sight!"

This ancestral dragon's aura and coercion against the monster race could have been used as a trump card, and it might have a great effect if used at a critical moment, but I didn't expect that when I just obtained it, I didn't hold it back and used it directly, which made the four seas present The Dragon Clan has seen it, and the news will leak out if it is not complete.

Tang Seng, who lost a killer weapon, was naturally very upset. At this time, Ao Guang dared to hit the muzzle of the gun, he was simply tired of work!

Hearing the words, the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, although they were curious about how the aura on Tang Seng's body came from, they still didn't dare to disobey Tang Seng's order and scatter like birds and beasts.

After a while, there was not a single dragon clan in the entire West Sea, and even the dragon clan that belonged to the West Sea went to the other three seas one after another, not daring to stay near Tang Seng.

"Let's go, let's go back!" Tang Seng said.

"Yes, Master!" Although Sun Wukong was also a little puzzled, he could tell that Tang Seng was in a rage, so he closed his mouth wisely and didn't say much.

By the time Tang Seng returned to Guanyin Temple, it was already the next morning.

As soon as he got off the little white dragon that had turned into a white dragon horse again, Tang Seng was dumbfounded, because he saw that the house he was looking for yesterday was directly burned into ruins.

"Oh my god, my luggage is still inside!" Tang Seng then reacted and rushed in.

However, the house at this moment has turned into ruins, and Tang Seng's salute has also disappeared, and there is not even a residue left.

"Wukong, copy you!" Tang Seng was furious, lifted the nine-ringed tin rod, and walked towards the front yard angrily.

At this time, the young novice monks of Guanyin Temple were doing morning classes, looking orderly and full of peace and tranquility.

But when Tang Seng saw this scene, he was even more furious. The house in the backyard was burned, and you all acted like nothing happened?

"Stop, stop for me, holy monk!" Tang Seng walked into the hall and shouted.

"It's the morning class time, why are you making a lot of noise in this place?" After hearing Tang Seng's words, all the young monks in the hall stopped, glaring at Tang Seng one by one, and the leader stood up immediately shouted.

"Morning class? You are still in the mood to do morning class. Do you know about the fire in the backyard of your monastery?" Tang Seng stepped forward, stretched out his hand and tore the collar of the leader, and said viciously.

"I...of course we know, we just finished putting out the fire, and after the fire was put out, we did morning classes here. Do you have any questions?" Na Zheng said tremblingly.

"Question? Where is my luggage? Where did my luggage go?" Tang Seng asked.

"The abbot's courtyard was on fire last night, not the guest room. What does it have to do with your luggage?"

Tang Seng was a little depressed when he heard the words. This time he was really wronged, after all, he took the initiative to rob the abbot's house.

But who is Tang Seng? He is an eminent monk who went to the west to learn scriptures from the Eastern Tang Dynasty! How could he be wrong?

Therefore, Tang Seng threw the person in his hand to the ground, then turned his head and looked at the others viciously and asked, "Where is your abbot? Where did the old man go?"

"I... our abbot is visiting friends!" After waiting for a while, a brave little novice stood up and replied.

"Visiting friends? Where did he go to visit friends?" Tang Seng stepped forward, tore off the collar of the little novice monk, and asked.

"I... I don't know either!" The little novice was frightened and said with a crying voice.

Tang Seng looked at this man with disgust, and then threw him on the ground.