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

It has been a month since Sage Zhunti left and Styx fell.

Li Xiang and his group set off again, walking on the avenue of late spring.

Behind him is Xiaoxitian where the Xiaoleiyin Temple is located, and the towering mountains are clearly visible.

"Ah~ the sun is a bit big, let's take a nap!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got up late, I got up late! The sun is almost setting, so let's rest and hurry tomorrow."

"Ah~ whoever wakes up from the big dream first, what the hell, it's already noon when I wake up? Get something to eat first."

"Hi~ I'm full, I'm a little dizzy, take a rest."

"Oh, it's night again, continue to rest. Hurry up tomorrow!"

Brother Hou was speechless, and said: "Missing brother, what are you doing? It's been a month, and you still haven't left Xiaoxitian. You're so ink-stained every day, what do you want to do?!"

It's hard to say!

Could it be that I told you that there will be a catastrophe after Journey to the West, and I am not ready to deal with it, so I can only procrastinate?

Li Xiang faltered and said: "Well, um, I will work hard to practice recently and try to break through the fairyland, let's hurry up!"

Brother Hou said impatiently: "It's just breaking through to the realm of a celestial fairy. How much effort will it take? My grandson broke through to the realm of a golden fairy in seven years. If you don't understand anything, you can ask my grandson! Hurry up early, get After the scriptures, I have to go back to Huaguo Mountain!"

Are you a French monkey?So Versailles!

Alas, as expected, the joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

All right, let me guide you.

Unexpectedly, Brother Monkey is a very good teacher!

He has a deep understanding of the rules of the way of heaven, and he can quickly understand many things that Li Xiang thinks are a bit obscure.

He really deserves to be the Son of Heaven!

Half a month later, clouds formed under Li Xiang's feet, and he spiraled into the sky.

From driving the wind to Yuyun, it marks that Li Xiang has officially become a fairy.

If it is a mortal, it can ascend to the Nine Heavens and report to the Heavenly Court.

Of course, someone like Li Xiang who can only instinctively control the clouds and has no other skills will most likely become a little heavenly soldier.

"What are you doing again! Didn't you already become a fairy?" Brother Hou looked helplessly at Li Xiang, who had walked less than ten miles and was clamoring to camp for a rest.

"Uh, um, Brother Monkey, I think I'm a bit of a celestial being. I can't use supernatural powers, and I can't fight a battle. I'm just a cannon fodder. The road to the west is dark and long. Why don't we stop and polish our skills?" Li thought Scratching his head, he explained.

Brother Hou showed an expression that he really admired you, and said, "Tell me, what do you want to learn?"

Li Xiangdao: "Let's do some common supernatural powers first."

A month later.

Li Xiang learned the Taiyi method of controlling Qi.

This kind of supernatural power is mainly the fine use of various mana, which can be used to cast many commonly used small supernatural powers such as the fixation spell, sleepy bug, primordial spirit out of body, and qi transformation.

"I still want to practice the method of fighting!"

Another month later, Li Xiang took his Pingjin sail, took off the top of the sail, and used the old bamboo pole that had been with him for more than ten years as a stick to use the 72-way monkey stick that Brother Hou summed up by himself to make a tiger come alive.

The old bamboo pole was infused with three wisps of merit by Li Xiang, and it could barely be called a magic weapon of merit. Due to the material problem, it was not as big as it should be, and it weighed ten thousand jun, but it was hard enough to match the monkey brother who had absorbed his strength. I sparred with my golden cudgel a few times, but there was no damage.

"Brother, the way of fighting requires talent, and more importantly, experience! Your talent is not bad, but if you have fighting experience, you need to see more opponents. Only Bajie, Sha Wujing and I can do it. It has been promoted to this level. Let's continue to go west, and find some monsters to practice, so that we can make great progress." Brother Hou persuaded earnestly.

After all, it has been half a year at the foot of Xiaoxi Tianshan!

I'm tired of looking at the scenery, and I've eaten all the game, if I don't leave, Brother Monkey will go crazy!

Li Xiang said sullenly: "Okay, let's go west."

Half a year is already a time point for Li Xiangding.

But no one came to urge him to go west.

Nothing happened to keep him going west.

It seems that the protagonist of this journey to the west, Buddhism, has already forgotten him.

What kind of plane is Tathagata Old Deng doing!

Don't you care about going west at all?

Li Xiang didn't know that the Tathagata Buddha was practicing "Thunder in the Palm of the Heart" hard, but he was bored!How can there be time to talk to him?

Li Xiang couldn't hold back Brother Hou, so he finally left Xiaoxitian and headed west.

After traveling for a month or so, when the autumn season is high and the air is crisp, the westerly wind is strong.

Suddenly Zhu Bajie's nose twitched, and said: "Brother Xiang, Brother Monkey, there is a smell in this wind!"

Li Xiang asked curiously, "What does it taste like?"

Bajie said, "It smells very familiar."

Li Xiang slapped him on the buttocks, and said: "Say it quickly, don't play charades."

Bajie said honestly: "It smells like shit."

Li Xiang:"???"

Poisonous, you stop everyone, is this the thing?

Maybe it's up to the limelight, which ignorant little animal defecates everywhere?Worth all the fuss?

Bajie added: "The wind is full of feces."

Li Xiang sniffed suspiciously, no wow?

Seeing whether Li Xiang didn't believe it, Bajie didn't say much, just said that he would know if he walked forward.

Three days later.

"Yue~ What the hell is this smell! It stinks!" Li Xiang couldn't stand it anymore.

Hu Xiaobai did not know where he learned the skill, his tail became longer, he covered his mouth and nose, and nodded along with the trend.

Brother Monkey and the others also looked unhappy.

Could it be the wrong way?In the original Journey to the West, there are no such things as latrine country, feces ghosts, and cow dung monsters, right?

Brother Hou's eyes were a little red from the ammonia in the air. He kicked his legs, soared into the sky, looked up, and then fell down again, saying: "There is a family in front, miss brother, let's go and ask, what's going on?" What's going on?"

Li Xiang urged the horse, and after a short walk, he saw a villa.

When I got off the horse outside the village, I saw that the firewood door was closed tightly.

Li Xiang knocked on the door and said, "Open the door, open the door."

An old man inside, dragging a stick in his hand, wearing plain clothes and cattail shoes, opened the door.

Li Xiang slapped Jishou and said: "Old benefactor, the poor Taoist is sent to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. It is suitable for you to come to your place. It is getting late, can you borrow a night at the Zunfu?"

The old man looked at Li Xiang, saw that he was ordinary, and said, "Taoist, this is Xiaoxitian. If you go to Daxitian, the journey is very long and difficult. If you don't talk about other places, this place will be sad."

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Please tell me, old benefactor, what's the problem here?"

The old man said, "Have you ever smelled the stench in the air?"

Li Xiang said with a wry smile: "Can this be avoided? It's all that smell. I was just about to ask, why is this area so stinky?"

The old man laughed and said: "You are not used to it, just get used to it. Thirty miles to the west of my village, there is a rare mountain with seven unique names."

Li Xiang asked: "What are the seven unique skills?"

The old man said: "The ancient saying: Persimmon trees have seven unique features, one is longevity; two is cloudy; three is no bird's nest; After a distance of [-] miles, the mountain is full of persimmon trees, hence the name Qijue Mountain."

Li Xiang was puzzled and said, "What's so sad about Qijue Mountain?"

The old man said: "My land is sparsely populated. The Qijue Mountain has been rarely visited since ancient times. Every year, the persimmon trees rot and fall on the road, filling up a stone alley, and being covered by rain, dew, snow and frost. It’s moldy over summer, making it filthy all the way. People here call it shitong, but when the westerly wind blows, there’s a filthy smell, even ordinary people’s toilets don’t smell as bad as this.”

Li Xiang suddenly realized that it was so.