Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

67,

Once in the carriage, Sun Wukong saw that although Yang Jian closed his eyes and said nothing, but his face remained unchanged, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, but he said insistently: "Tsk, my old grandson beat you upside down outside and called you several times, what's the matter?" Just keep silent, making me think that something happened to you, but you still have the mind to sit here, so you have nothing to worry about."

Yang Jian lazily opened his eyes, glanced at Sun Wukong coldly, then closed his eyes again, humming: "I have nothing to worry about? I was almost killed by you! The great sage's bragging is nothing more than that , You were addicted to relaxing the tendons and activating the blood, but you accidentally let the poisonous mist come in. How can I stand up to the poison of the monster at this moment? If I didn’t close my breath and confine my blood, you can only look at it when you come in. There's a mummified corpse."

Sun Wukong felt that he was in the wrong, he laughed and said: "My old grandson didn't mean to be negligent, I already knew that you are definitely not as useless as you said, and you must have your own means to save your life."

Yang Jian showed a smile of unknown meaning. For some reason, Sun Wukong's heart skipped a beat, but Yang Jian said slowly: "There are ways to save your life, but your brand of Monkey King is about to be smashed."

Sun Wukong shouted: "How to say?"

But Yang Jian didn't speak anymore, Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, he didn't want to coerce him by force, he didn't dare to use routine words, but for a while, Yang Jian was helpless, when he was furious, he heard a faint sound coming from the roof of the carriage Sighing: "Oh, the old-fashioned gossip furnace is short of materials recently, I wonder if the stone monkey can give me another fire?"

Hearing the words, Sun Wukong was delighted, and as soon as he stretched out his head, he jumped out of the car window. Sure enough, he saw an old Taoist in Tsing Yi Taoist robe with white hair and long beard sitting cross-legged on the roof of the car. It was the Taishang Laojun from Tushita Palace .

Sun Wukong laughed with a "poof": "I know who came back and smashed my signboard. It turned out to be you. Forget it, I don't need to trouble you. I will never dare to call myself a great sage in front of the two of you!"

Taishang Laojun took a sip and said: "Damn monkey head dare to joke!"

Sun Wukong glanced around, the golden cudgel transformed into an umbrella stand was still supported on the roof of the carriage, and the black poisonous net outside was still hissing, but in a few words, he lost more than half of his vellus hair, The remaining little monkeys didn't seem to be able to withstand it for a long time, so they shook their bodies and collected the hairs.

The black figure was somewhat embarrassed, and when he heard the conversation, he looked up and was surprised. The area around the carriage was occupied by the poison he had released, forming a relatively independent space that was not an enchantment. Wherever the direction of the wind turns, I will be aware of it. How come this old-looking old Taoist priest can quietly reach the roof of the carriage. Judging by his demeanor, he seems to have arrived long ago. Pass through the poisonous net that I have tried my best to lay out.

Those damned little monkeys disappeared all of a sudden, and the black shadow let out a sigh of relief. Although these things did not pose a threat to him, it was really troublesome to deal with, but seeing that monkey head took the clone so happily, it must be the old man at this moment. Taoist priests must have a perfect means.At that moment, he secretly refreshed himself, wondering where the person in the car who had never shown himself came from, how could he summon the Monkey King to protect him?Is it possible that this time, I went away and made a wrong judgment?But even if I try my best, I can't find out what is different from it.

Sun Wukong looked at Taishang Laojun and said with a smile: "When did the old man become elusive? He came here without making a sound. How did you get into this damn poisonous net without even staining the sleeves of your Taoist robe?" ?”

Taishang Laojun looked unhappy, as if he wanted to get angry first but couldn't find someone, he swallowed dryly and said: "I am the ancestor of this profession, so naturally some poisonous gas and silk screen will have no effect on me." , as if to prove it, Taishang Laojun put his hand on Sun Wukong's golden cudgel, and tore off a piece of black silk net with a flick of his finger. It was wrapped up, and the poisonous gas evaporated during the winding, and the entire palm of Taishang Laojun turned black.

Sun Wukong teased: "Don't patronize the old man, and you lost your life by playing face."

The Taishang Laojun didn't raise his eyes, and snorted disdainfully from his nose, and suddenly a ball of flames burst into the palm of his hand, and the golden flame burned the black silk screen on the palm without even ashes after a few flickers.

Sun Wukong turned his face slightly to avoid the heat of the flames, and said with a smile: "The old man actually brought all the real fire in the stove. It really cost money. It seems that I don't need my old grandson to do it anymore. It's good if I fight for a long time Rest your muscles."

Taishang Laojun didn't bother to pay attention to him, raised his long eyebrows slightly to look at the panicked black shadow on the opposite side, and sighed: "It's not good for you to offend anyone, but you are looking for death yourself. Seeing that your cultivation is not easy, you haven't done any serious crimes." For the sake of letting you live."

Taishang Laojun pointed his finger while talking, and the flame coiled in his palm rushed to the poisonous net on the roof of the carriage. The golden flame flashed and the whole poisonous net burned almost at the same time. Monkey King hurriedly took back his golden cudgel, Complaining: "The old man shot without saying hello. If my old grandson is slower, I will burn this weapon. How will you pay me?"

Taishang Laojun ignored Sun Wukong at all, just looked at the black figure in front of him coldly.

Heiying was still angry at what Taishang Laojun said, but at this moment he was surprised to find that the flame not only burned up his own net, but also faintly burned his own cultivation base. My millennium mana cultivation base was slowly burned to ashes together with that poisonous net, even if I tried my best to get rid of it, I couldn't.

Obviously, he was about to gain the upper hand, but out of nowhere, such an old man suddenly turned the tide and reversed the outcome.

The black shadow roared unwillingly, his body shook violently, the black mist scattered around him began to condense towards his body again, his long legs stretched out to absorb the black mist desperately, and for a moment the poisonous net burned The flames seemed to stagnate for a moment.

Taishang Laojun snorted coldly: "Why do you have to waste all your effort?"

Before the words were finished, the flames spread out suddenly like a wall of fire that surrounded the black figure in the middle. The black figure struggled for a while and was restrained by the flames, gradually losing sight of its figure, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely melted into a ball The black mist twisted in the flames.

Sun Wukong was speechless and said: "You have saved a way out? I think he has been roasted for a long time?"

Taishang Laojun waved his sleeves without saying a word, the flames disappeared in an instant, and the surrounding light dimmed in an instant, leaving only the faint yellow light of the wind lamp from the window of the carriage.

Sun Wukong rubbed his eyes and said: "It's really this ghost thing. It seems that the cultivation base is not bad, but it's not cooked through such a big fire."

There was a spider-like object lying on the ground, but it was a bit bigger than a human being. Its round body was supported by its long spider legs. It was pitch-black with metallic light, motionless. Lying on the ground, if it wasn't for the inadvertent trembling of those spider legs, Monkey King thought that this guy would definitely not survive.

The Taishang Laojun said: "This demon spider has lived for thousands of years, and still has some wisdom roots. If you practice hard and calmly, you may be able to record it in the immortal register. It's a pity..."

Yang Jian's extremely cold voice came from the carriage: "He has lived for a long time, and he has almost lived enough."

Taishang Laojun gave a "hmm" and before he could speak, Sun Wukong swung the golden cudgel in his hand violently. Taishang Laojun just wanted to stop him, but he saw Sun Wukong unceremoniously swinging the stick down, with a bang The huge spider was patted into a meatloaf, and the body fluids and broken limbs splashed out all over the sky!

Taishang Laojun froze on the spot for a while, came back to his senses after a while, and said, "You are actually a member of the Buddhist sect, you are a dead monkey, and you have killed without blinking an eye, just like a devil in the world! Buddha of Infinite Life, next time Seeing Buddha again, the old Taoist will never mention anything about you."

Monkey King wiped the bodily fluids splashed on his face indifferently, and said with a smile: "Old man, don't pretend to be in front of the old sun, the ones who are extinct in your hands are only more than me and no less than me. I didn't hear your Yang Jian said that he has already died. Have you lived enough? Then why keep it? If the old man has any lectures, just go in and talk to your good nephew, but I won’t listen to a word.”

Taishang Laojun looked at the carriage, there was no movement at all inside, Yang Jian neither exchanged greetings with him nor did he intend to come out to meet him, so he might as well be more sensible so as not to lose his old face.With a wry smile at the moment, he said: "Come on, it's the old man who is idle and looking for trouble, so he won't confront him and talk about everything, what should you do, the old man just passed by by chance, and we didn't have any intersection. "At the end, even Sun Wukong could hear the bitter taste in Taishang Laojun's words, and couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering.

Yang Jian remained silent.

Taishang Laojun sighed and left slowly, as if walking very slowly, but disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The author has something to say: