"Xuanzang, you, who are a master, always have to look like a master, fighting and killing along the way, what do the apprentices think of you?"

If Lingji Bodhisattva was in front of mortals, he would naturally be unattainable, but in front of Fahai, the Buddha's ordained scripture taker, he put down his majesty and chatted bitterly.

"The disciple knows his mistake. ”

Fahai was as good as a stream, glanced at the monkey and Yang Jian, and replied lightly.

Lingji Bodhisattva is helpless, what should I do, the great cause of learning scriptures has begun, and we can't change people halfway, right? He is willing, and the Buddha is also unwilling.

"Mahayana Dharma disciples are compassionate, and they still look forward to Master Sanzang's journey...... That's it, whatever you want. ”

Halfway through speaking, Lingji Bodhisattva sighed again and suddenly changed his tone.

Originally, the Yellow Wind Monster was the boy under his seat, but he just went through the motions, and who knew that he was directly killed by Fahai.

Now...... Anyway, the demons in the back have nothing to do with him, Fahai loves to fight and kill, and he can't let him lose money alone.

Thinking that most of the rest of the Bodhisattvas couldn't please him, Lingji Bodhisattva actually had some schadenfreude in his heart, and even said guilt in his heart after he reacted.

How can a monk be angry?

After saying this, he turned into a breeze and drifted into the distance.

After Lingji Bodhisattva left, the three masters and apprentices packed up and continued to hurry, Fahai shook his body, dispersed the blood, and looked like a spotless monk, and the monkey on the side secretly complained in his heart: "Pretending to be the same as the real one......"

Syllable.

Fahai suddenly landed on the monkey's head.

The monkey looked up with an innocent look.

"Wukong, as monks, it is not good for us to slander others in our hearts. ”

Fahai said with a light smile.

He doesn't know that he has the great power of Buddhism, the key is, this monkey is too obvious, look at him a few times, and then the corners of his mouth are almost crooked to the root of his ears, and at a glance, he knows that what he thinks in his heart is definitely not a good word, who will you hit if you don't hit you?

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing in the back, wanting to laugh, but he was afraid that the monk would not pay attention to give him a slap, how embarrassing it would be.

After the Huangfeng Ridge, I saw a majestic mountain in front of me, the mountain body was winding and continuous, but there was no grass on the peak, and it was barren.

"Your last brother is in this mountain. ”

Fahai sensed it, and the location of the last breath guidance left by the old monk was here.

The monkey nimbly climbed to a towering ancient tree, stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw a familiar talisman at the top of the mountain.

"Eh, master, what is the origin of our last junior brother?"

The monkey was curious, and jumped down, but saw that Fahai and Yang Jian had already walked dozens of meters, so he hurriedly caught up and scratched his ears and cheeks and asked.

Fahai's first disciple was him, the King of Ten Thousand Demons, who was suppressed at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain for making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

The second disciple is Yang Jian, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, who is still his predecessor, because of his mother's death, he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and was suppressed under Taoshan.

Although he didn't say it, the monkey actually admired Yang Jian in his heart, but who was the third disciple and what qualifications did he have to keep up with the two of them?

Fahai stopped, turned his head towards the monkey and said meaningfully: "You will soon know, maybe you are still an acquaintance." ”

At first, he really didn't think of Yang Jian from the golden hoop, after all, who is the monkey, the king of ten thousand demons, and the remaining Bull Demon King of the Flame Mountain is also a great demon.

What about Yang Jian? In most legends, he is the number one god of war in the heavenly court, how could he come to learn from him?

Chen Xuanzang in this life is a mortal after all, so from his memory, Fahai doesn't get much information.

The legend of Sun Wukong stabbing the Nantianmen with a golden hoop stick five hundred years ago is still circulating in the world, but Yang Jian, with a three-pointed and two-edged knife, led the six brothers of Meishan and the 100,000 grass-headed gods of Guanjiangkou to rebel against the heavenly court, and not many people really remember.

Yang Jian didn't take the initiative to mention the glory of the past, which Fahai slowly learned from the monkey's mouth along the way.

"Acquaintance?" The monkey scratched his head, where did he come from an acquaintance, the familiar demon is almost the same.

When he came to the mountain, Fahai still unsealed it plainly, and in an instant, the dark ghost cried wolf, and the momentum was not much different from when Sun Wukong came out of the mountain, with a lawless attitude.

Well, the lack of social beatings.

Fahai didn't speak, he went up and slapped the figure that rose into the sky back to the ground.

Sun Wukong opened his mouth, this breath ...... He really knows!

Cow!

In the smoke and dust, a ten-meter-tall bull-headed monster looked at Fahai with scarlet eyes and licked his lips.

"Stop, Brother Niu, calm down. ”

The breath exhaled from the nose of the Bull Demon King was like two white rainbows, he moved his muscles and bones a little, and he was sealed for five hundred years, and finally got out of the mountain, how could he do it without making some noise?

Under the agitation of his mind, he didn't notice the figure of the monkey at all, and when he heard the familiar voice, he was slightly stunned, his eyes returned to clarity, and his body quickly shrank to the height of ordinary people:

"Monkey, why are you here? You let me out?"

"I don't have what it takes. ”

The monkey scratched his face again, and Fahai found that whenever the monkey was nervous, he would subconsciously make this action, "It was our master who rescued you, and he wanted to take us to the west to learn scriptures." ”

"Our master?"

The Bull Demon King squinted at Fahai, with a dangerous look in his eyes, where did he come from a wild monk, he just wanted to be his master, is it worthy?

"I was the same as you when I first released it. ”

Seeing the expression of the Bull Demon King, whether it was a brother in the end, Sun Wukong immediately understood what he was thinking, and the monkey who couldn't bear to see him being beaten up also persuaded in a low voice:

"As a result, the master gave me a punch, and then I came with him to learn from him. ”

Fahai is still standing in mid-air, he still likes to be reasonable, since the monkey has been converted, it is good to sell him face and let him persuade his sworn brother.

The Bull Demon King blinked, and slowly put down the mixed iron rod in his hand, not to mention how strong the monkey's ability is, at least compared to him, it is at least a half-catty and eighty-tael level, and even the monkey has been subdued......

"Master. ”

The Bull Demon King shouted to the sky with a simple face.

He didn't cowardice, he just felt that it was too vulgar to fight and kill.

Hearing the voice of the old cow, Fahai laughed, this bull demon king didn't seem to be the same as he imagined?

He dissipated his mana, stepped into the void, and just walked in front of the Bull Demon King, and took out a golden hoop from his arms.

When the Bull Demon King saw the relief on the golden hoop, his eyes suddenly froze, and he turned his head to look at the monkey.

"Don't look at it, I have it too. ”

The monkey was helpless, this thing was not worn on his head, but in his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, an identical golden hoop appeared on his forehead, but the pattern engraved on it became a green mountain and a group of countless monkeys.

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders on the side, his golden hoop was the brother who accompanied him to the heavenly court and the roaring dog.