Fantasy Westward Journey: I bring the system Changan fortune-telling

The words show that Li Xiang and his party left the country of Jisai, and headed all the way west. It was a time when the seasons were changing, and winter was passing through early spring. It was neither warm nor cold. It was a good time for a leisurely journey.

Suddenly I saw a long ridge with a road on the top of the ridge.

Li wanted to rein in his horse and watch. The thorns and forks on the ridge, although there were traces of the road, it was really difficult to walk.

Li Xiang recalled the original work, and remembered that this place is the eight hundred miles of Thorn Ridge.

All the way to the west, there are eight hundred miles of Liusha River, eight hundred miles of Tongtian River, eight hundred miles of Flame Mountain, and eight hundred miles of Thorn Ridge.

No wonder it is difficult for Buddhism to prosper in the east, and it is necessary for Buddhist scriptures to overcome obstacles all the way, sweep away evildoers, and open a way.

There are no big monsters here, only a few plants in the Muxian nunnery have grown into essences, and they haven't done anything bad.

In the original book, these thousand-year-old tree demons took Tang Seng away without embarrassment. They sat and talked all night, talking about poems and songs, which was very elegant.

However, Monkey Brother Bajie and others were puzzled. After finding Tang Seng, they indiscriminately built and killed all these mountain spirits and tree ghosts who were rooted in the Muxian Nunnery and could not move.

When I read the original book, I always felt that Monkey Brother Bajie was too inhumane. Now that I am here, I should dissuade them and save these ghosts with their lives.

Thinking back to the time since time travel, relying on the magical powers of dream elves everywhere, what I learned in my previous life was useless at all.

Arriving at Thorn Ridge, talking about poems and songs, Li Xiang, as the only thing that future generations can get his hands on, can't wait to spread his wings and rush to Muxian Nunnery, and pretend to be awesome in front of those mountain spirits and tree ghosts.

Brother Hou put up the awning with his hands, looked up, and sighed: "This place is so dangerous! If you don't fly away, it's hard to walk."

Li Xiang smiled and said: "Brother Monkey, don't panic, there is a good hand among us brothers! He is the best at raking the ground to open the way, just need to trouble him, this mountain is easy to cross!"

Everyone understood, and they all looked at Bajie.

Bajie curled his lips and said, "Old pig, I haven't had enough to eat, so I won't do these thankless things."

Li Xiangdao: "Bajie, you don't know that there is a beautiful fairy named Xingxian here, who loves those who have courage and strength the most, and wants to find a Taoist companion. Bajie, work hard to let that Xingxian see , might be able to achieve a good thing!"

Bajie's eyes lit up, and he yelled: "Brother Xiang, why do you want to seduce me? Since I'm traveling westward, I should sell my strength to open a way. Well, it's definitely not for that Xingxian."

Everyone laughed together.

What a good eight precepts, twist a formula, use the law of heaven and earth, and grow a body about twenty feet high, shake the rake, and change it into a thirty-foot length, scatter your steps, use your hands to rake, and move the thorns left and right He hugged her open, turned her head and shouted: "Missing brother, everyone follow me closely!"

Li Xiang drove the horse, Sha Wujing took the burden, and Brother Hou followed with a smile on his face and folded his arms.

It took Bajie a day and a night to open a road on the Thorn Ridge, which penetrated more than [-] li.

Passing through a stone tablet, there are three big characters in the upper letter, which are Jingji Ridge, and fourteen small characters below: The thorns can climb eight hundred miles, and there have been roads in ancient times that few people travel.

Li Xiang greeted him to take a break, but Bajie, who was always tired, was thinking of the beautiful Xingxian, and he didn't want to stop at this time, and shouted: "Don't rest, old pig, I am not tired of walking, you guys Then you have to rest, go fast!"

The crowd laughed again, and they didn't really take a break, they followed Bajie and continued on their way.

After another day and night, the sky was getting late, and I could hear the wind knocking on the bamboo in front of me, and the rustling of the pines, but there was an open space with an ancient temple in the middle.

Everyone stepped forward, and an old man turned out of the temple, wearing a horn scarf, wearing light clothes, holding a cane, and wearing straw sandals.

The old man stepped forward and said: "Everyone, this old man is the land of Thorn Ridge. I know you are here, so please come in and rest."

Brother Hou looked at the old man for a while, then suddenly said: "You are not from the land here, and you don't have any incense on you."

The old man's expression changed, before he could speak, he saw Li Xiang put his hand on Brother Hou's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Don't panic, my companion is straightforward and has no malicious intentions. You don't have to lie to me, I know you, your name is ten Hachiko, right?"

The old man's expression became even more panicked, and he immediately wanted to run away.

Li Xiang finally caught the master, how could he let him run away?Immediately circulate the magic power of the scattered immortals, use the sun, the moon and the universe, and capture the eighteen princes with a slight retraction.

The Eighteenth Duke knelt down and said, "Great Immortal, please forgive me, I have no malicious intentions."

Li Xiang nodded and said: "I also know that your fellow Taoists are not here, so it's uncomfortable to pretend to be aggressive. You point the way, and I'll go to your Muxian Nunnery."

Shiba Gong didn't understand what it meant to "pretend to be upset" but Ling Jue told him that Li Xiang didn't have any malicious intentions, so he sighed and said, "Thank you, Daxian. Please don't bother me, Daxian, and come with me. "

Li Xiang let go of the restraint and led the way in front of Shibagong, only to see green lights emitting from his fingertips, and the thorns all over the road seemed to have spirituality, shrinking to both sides, giving way to a road.

Bajie resentfully withdrew his supernatural powers, the old man used the trick, and the old pig would not be able to show off, how could I let that Xingxian see it?What a stroke of multiples!

When Shibagong was leading the way, he led the crowd to a hazy stone house. Three old men emerged from the stone house. All are different.

Shiba Gongdao: "Great Immortal, we are not evil people. Because the wind is clear and the moon is clear, I invite you here to meet friends and talk about poetry, to entertain our old ears."

Li Xiang rubbed his hands together and said, "How do you talk about it?"

The frosty old man said: "Great Immortal, my name is Guzhi Gong. It has been rooted on the thorny ridge for thousands of years. It is an old cypress. I don't know if the Immortal can open the golden mouth and compose a poem for me?"

Ah!You still want to test me first?

And let you see how amazing the first Wen Chaogong of the Tang Dynasty is!

Li Xiang pretended to think for a moment, and said: "In front of the Muxian Nunnery, there is an old cypress, and its ke is like a bronze root, like a stone. The frosty skin slips through the rain for forty yards, and the black color towers two thousand feet. Even though it is entrenched, it is dark and lonely, high and strong winds .Support yourself is the power of the gods, and the work of righteousness and good fortune."

Gu Zhigong's eyes were full of light, and he was extremely surprised. This poem is extremely powerful!The tall and upright image of the old cypress is vividly depicted, and even Gu Zhigong feels that he is not worthy of this poem!

Li Xiang secretly smiled, "Gu Bai Xing" by the poet sage, doesn't it scare you for a while?

Gu Zhigong hesitated and said, "Daxian, is this poem... written by me?"

Li Xiangdao: "How many old cypresses are there in front of the Muxian Nunnery? Of course it's for you Gu Zhi Gong!"

As soon as Li Xiang said this, the situation changed, the clear sky was thunderous, and the electric snake flashed wildly!

In the twilight of the lightning, I seemed to see an old cypress branch shaking in the haze, and I was very happy!

The electric snake got angry and struck the old cypress.

The cypress tree emits a blue light, and the ancient words and sentences can be vaguely seen in the blue light, which are clearly the poems that Li Xiang just recited!

The electric snake struck repeatedly, unable to hurt Gu Bai, who was protected by the blue light, and retreated sadly after a while.

The Gu Zhigong's body changed from real to virtual, and then from virtual to real.

With a puff, Mr. Guzhi knelt down on the ground and paid homage: "Thank you, Great Immortal, for helping me transform into form!"

Li Xiang was dumbfounded!