I opened a martial arts gym in Journey to the West, and deduced the Immortal Sutra at the beginning

It's not that its nature is so good, but that there is really no need to eat people.

The luck of this human race is unprecedentedly prosperous, and the prosperity is a bit out of place.

Passers-by casually scattered a few handfuls of beans on the side of the mountain, and the beans covered the entire Huangfeng Ridge.

The yellow wind monster prefers to eat beans. He only thinks that beans are the best food in the world, much more delicious than human meat.

Maybe it's because he eats too many beans that he likes to fart...

"I told you to go, you just go!"

Bodhisattva Lingji raised the flying dragon stick in his hand threateningly, with a ferocious face, causing the yellow wind monster to shrink its neck in fright.

If it wasn't for merit, he would have knocked the Yellow Wind Monster to death long ago.

This monster is too embarrassing, it is harmless to humans and animals, and it doesn't have the style of today's Buddhism!

"Come quickly..." Lingji urged in his heart.

The task assigned to him by the Buddha is only this once, and if he has passed it, he can sit back and relax.

Thinking of this, Bodhisattva Lingji became more and more nervous.

Finally, the two saw that there were four small black spots that were getting closer and closer.

coming!

"Go, go, go!" Lingji was overjoyed, and kicked the Yellow Wind Monster off the mountain with one kick.

The yellow wind monster rolled down and rolled in front of the Buddhist scriptures headed by Ao Lie.

Lingji Bodhisattva...

intense...

Sun Wukong...

Then Lingji only heard: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree..."

"True Dragon Fist!"

Ao Lie raised his hand and unleashed the True Dragon Fist, directly sending the Yellow Wind Monster flying dozens of feet away, and plunged into the soil of the mountain.

Seeing that the Yellow Wind Monster was defeated in the first round, Bodhisattva Lingji stomped his feet in anger.

"Go again!" Lingji said in a deep voice.

Huang Fengguai didn't dare to speak, so he had to struggle to crawl out from the mud, gritted his teeth and rushed out again.

"True Dragon Fist!"

"Peng!"

With a loud bang, the Yellow Wind Monster shot back and crashed through the entire Huangfeng Ridge!

Lingji Bodhisattva's scalp is numb!

"Is this motherfucker a Buddhist scripture learner or a bandit?"

"Who is that?"

Sun Wukong, who was riding a pig, looked puzzled and asked.

"It seems to be a yellow wind monster."

"Didn't he just say that he opened this mountain, so he must be the king of the mountain."

Ao Lie was also a little puzzled, Xuan Chen had already told him that there was a king of yellow wind monsters on this mountain.

But this yellow wind monster seems a bit too weak...

Huashan Martial Arts...

Feeling a trace of luck condensing above his head, and the power of merit descending, Xuan Chen couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing.

It is really a very enjoyable thing to intercept people's merits and virtues!

"If you can intercept all the luck of the ninety-nine and eighty-one disasters and return them to the human race, then the human race will surely rise in a very short time, pointing directly at the gods and Buddhas in the sky!"

"However, Patriarch Hongjun..."

Xuan Chen was not happy for too long.

After mastering the Gu Zhibao, he can explore time and space at will.

Coupled with the power of God's hand to fiddle with cause and effect, he can explore the movements of any existence in this world at will.

Including Hongjun!

These days, he seems to be moving.

"That guy seems to be about to get rid of the constraints of heaven!"

Before he knew it, Xuan Chen admired Hong Jun a little bit.However, it was only for a moment.

It must not be a good thing for Hongjun to get rid of the shackles of heaven, because he does not take the human race as his root.

At that time, it will inevitably interfere with the Heavenly Court and intensify it.

Even, at that time, it is possible to come to the door.

Chapter 155 The Tragic Lingji Bodhisattva

The Yellow Wind Monster ate several real dragon punches in a row, and the whole rat went bad.

I saw him burying his swollen pig's face in the soil, pretending to be an ostrich:

"Bodhisattva, you can kill me. Even if I die, I will jump off the mountain and won't fight that person..."

Lingji Bodhisattva...

He calculated thousands of times, and calculated that the learners might run away, ask for foreign aid, surrender, and disband, etc.

But he just couldn't figure out why the Yellow Wind Monster of Da Luo Jinxian level was beaten by a mount of Jinxian level - Bailongma!

But his pitiful appearance, as well as the injuries on his body, didn't seem to be pretending.

"Could it be that Guanyin specially taught him some supernatural powers to restrain monsters, so as to protect Jin Chanzi?"

"This Avalokitesvara really succeeds more than fails!"

Anyway, Avalokitesvara is dead, so Lingji scolded him when he wanted to.

Cursing is scolding, but Lingji can only act in a hurry.As a Bodhisattva, he can't stand up and take on a difficult situation by himself, can he?

"You take this flying dragon stick and fight that Ao Lie for another round!"

The Lingji Bodhisattva of the quasi-sage level has already forgotten the original agreement between the Great Heavenly Lord and Wutian Buddha at this moment, and intends to intervene in the catastrophe with his strength.

The yellow wind monster was obedient, so he had no choice but to take the flying dragon stick and rush out to find Ao Lie.

Eat my treasure!

Although Lingji Bodhisattva has always been very low-key, and was even treated as cannon fodder for a time, his strength is not weak, and even before he became black, he had the cultivation base of the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

After being blackened, he even stepped into the quasi-sage realm with both feet, and even brought his treasures with him for many years——

The flying dragon stick also activated the soul of the eight-clawed golden dragon, and its power was comparable to innate power!

"Then Ao Lie is at best a Golden Immortal!"

"I must have learned the supernatural powers of Avalokitesvara to be able to suppress this mink spirit in battle!"

"I and this ermine magic weapon will surely turn defeat into victory!"

Lingji Bodhisattva is bound to win.

Now the blood of the Dragon Clan is thin and their skills are incomplete.

Even the Dragon King of the Four Seas would have to keep his head down and run away when he saw this flying dragon staff. What can he do with a mere Ao Lie?

"Hoohoho!"

Ever since the Yellow Wind Monster sacrificed the flying dragon staff, there were dragon chant sounds coming out of his hand, like the cries of giant flood beasts!

The sound of the dragon's chant spread throughout Huangfengling at that time, and even the tigers hundreds of miles away were so frightened that they drenched their soup.

Even the Yellow Wind Monster, who wanted to rush forward to help out, was so frightened by his overwhelming aura that he stopped in his tracks. It was really too terrifying.

This kind of dragon chant can frighten all beasts, and the yellow wind monster who is a mink spirit is also a beast, so naturally he is also very afraid of the flying dragon staff.

Terrible!

I saw a golden dragon with tens of feet and eight claws, slamming its sharp claws away, and pounced on Ao Lie's head!

The [-]-clawed giant dragon was so golden, its two front paws wanted to grab Ao Lie's head, and then made a fist with the other claws, and beat forward together.

"It's done!"

A trace of fanaticism flashed in Lingji's eyes, and he was overjoyed.

Once the eight-clawed golden dragon catches the enemy with its front paws, even the quasi-sage will not be able to escape, let alone this mere golden fairy?

The corner of Lingji Bodhisattva's mouth curled up with joy.

Although there were twists and turns before and after, but in the end it was finally won!

As long as you get this merit, the Wutian Buddha Bead will let it go...

"Humph!"

Unexpectedly, Ao Lie let out a cold snort, which interrupted Lingji's beautiful fantasy.

Before he could react, Ao Lie punched out!

Immediately afterwards, a dragon roaring louder and louder came out!

The huge dragon head disappeared in a flash, smashing the golden dragon shining in all directions to pieces!

Just now he breathed a sigh of relief, the Yellow Wind Monster, who thought it was auspicious, turned pale when he heard the dragon chant, and immediately fell to the ground.

Turned into a yellow-capped marten shivering on the ground.

"This is probably the Dragon Ancestor in this world!"

"This, this, this!"

Bodhisattva Lingji was so startled that he could not speak for a long while, and stepped back more than ten steps, almost falling to the ground.

Although this flying dragon staff is far from being as powerful as the Xiantian Supreme Treasure, it is at least a relatively powerful killing weapon among the Xiantian Lingbao.

Even if it doesn't use spells to attack and kill, it can easily kill Daluo Jinxian!

What's more, just to be on the safe side, he specially exerted his quasi-sage's mana power on the flying dragon staff!

How could it be possible for a mere Golden Immortal-level Dragon Prince with thin blood?

Lingji Bodhisattva's brain was so shocked by the facts in front of him!

Could it be that he already has the blood of the ancestral dragon?

Bodhisattva Lingji's pupils trembled.

But it is impossible to think left and right!

After the golden dragon was shattered, it turned back into a staff and was suspended in the air.

"No matter what, I will take back the magic weapon first!"

Lingji Bodhisattva is worthy of being a veteran Bodhisattva, and quickly suppressed his flustered look.Taking a deep breath, he activated the spell of recovery.

"Flying Dragon Staff, come back!"

The flying dragon staff hanging in the air buzzed, and immediately flew back in the direction of Bodhisattva Lingji.

"Where to escape!"

Who would have thought that Ao Lie yelled violently, accompanied by the faint dragon chant of shock!

The flying dragon stick seemed to have heard the order, and immediately froze in the air, not moving a single bit.

Then I saw Ao Liefei coming up, holding the flying dragon stick in his hand.

"Hahaha, this staff contains the soul of an eight-clawed golden dragon, and it should be the magic weapon of my dragon clan!"

"You are a little weasel, dare to drive it at will!"