"What are you afraid of, anyway, it's the head of the golden-winged Dapeng king, and when the time comes, something will definitely hit him, let's see if the situation is wrong, let's slip away, the three of us are together, do you have to worry about not being able to leave." ”

This kind of discussion, in Xiniu Hezhou is not a few, surprised by the death of Zhen Yuanzi at the same time, but also interested in the invitation issued by the Golden Winged Dapeng King before, after the sanctification, it is even more difficult to go further, now there is such an opportunity in front of him, naturally some want to seize it, otherwise the next time the saint tribulation comes, it may not be able to survive the past.

may have felt that Zhen Yuanzi was dead, and most of the resentment of those ghosts in the air dissipated at once, and a ray of sunlight shone down, but those ghosts were looking at the roots of the ginseng fruit tree that slowly fell downward, almost pulling out thousands of roots and bringing out hundreds of thousands of dead corpses, which looked like a bunch of huge grapes in the sky, but the round ones were wrapped in dead corpses, innocent dead people.

Many of them begin to decompose as they fall, like white snowflakes flying all over the sky.

The gloomy weather reminded Tang Sanzang of the movie, Schindler's list, and the ashes fluttering in the sky, how similar it was, but in comparison, looking at the big skull condensed by tens of thousands of ghosts in mid-air, it looked even more dull.

"Go back, it's time to re-enter reincarnation, but I don't know if Hades can accept so many people for a while. Tang Sanzang looked at those ghosts, said, sat down cross-legged, and began to chant the scriptures.

The golden laws spread upwards along with the Buddhist scriptures, like a breeze, so that those ghosts were slowly appeased, and began to separate again, turning into independent individuals, standing in mid-air, bowing deeply at Tang Sanzang, and then turning into a black light and disappearing.

Tang Sanzang, who was reading the scriptures, suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the west, and golden light flew from the western sky, skipping those ghosts, quickly resolving the grievances on those ghosts, and sending them into reincarnation.

"As it comes. Sun Wukong couldn't help but clench his fists and squint at the western sky.

"It's fine. Tang Sanzang continued to close his eyes, and after feeling that the law was not malicious, he began to continue chanting, if he came alone, if he wanted to surpass these hundreds of thousands of ghosts, it would take at least a few days, and this golden light from afar was obviously better at tempering than him, according to this progress, it would take less than half a day to complete.

And under the shroud of golden light, those dead bodies that did not decompose also began to decompose at an accelerated pace, and they did not drift away with the wind, but slowly precipitated downward, and finally all fell into the big pit left after the ginseng fruit tree was dug out before, and it actually filled a whole big pit.

Wuzhuang Mountain has completely collapsed, and now that the pit has been filled, it looks white, but the resentment has almost dissipated.

"Maybe a grave bag. Sun Wukong looked at the ashes in the big pit, looked at it, flew out, and after a while, he flew back directly on his shoulders like a low mountain like a grave bag, and gently covered the big pit, slightly larger than the big pit, like an upside-down bowl, but also like a huge grave bag.

In this way, it can be regarded as being in the ground, everyone's resentment dissipated faster, the ghosts in the sky quickly disappeared, and the sunlight fell again, falling on Tang Sanzang's body, as if wearing a golden robe.

Two hours later, Tang Sanzang slowly lowered his hand, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, the blue sky and white clouds, he could no longer see the slightest resentment, a gust of wind blew on his face, with a bit of refreshing breath.

"It's good. Tang San hid himself and brushed the mud and sand falling on his robe, the sound of excession from Lingshan made him a little surprised, but it was also a little comforting, whether these guys really wanted to eat him or not, but at least it could be seen from here that they didn't approve of Zhen Yuanzi's approach.

Whether it's just on the surface, or sincerely thinks so, but at least it gives him a little relief.

This scripture was written by that person, and saving people was a method that that person came up with, Tang Sanzang just studied, and now she sees that person making a move, and reciting the scriptures like this is excessive, at least it shows that she has not forgotten the original intention of creating this scripture.

"Let's go, keep going. Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong and said with a smile, there was a trace of fatigue between his eyebrows, although he had not fought with Zhen Yuanzi for a long time, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a quick battle, but it was just a large-scale and massive use of formations like just now, which was undoubtedly an unprecedented burden for him, and he had not yet adapted to this feeling of consumption.

But I'm not too tired, but I feel a little hungry, and now give him a whole roast sheep, and I guess I can eat it.

After leaving the territory of Wuzhuang Mountain, he went down to the river to take a bath when he passed a small river, and changed into the only new robe left in the package, Tang Sanzang felt a lot refreshed.

Zhen Yuanzi is dead, and those saints on Lingshan should start to be anxious next, and it should not be far away to come to Lingshan.

With such a particularly powerful interference, killing them in advance was undoubtedly a very beneficial part of their plan, which was also one of the reasons why Tang San hid Wuzhuang Mountain, but he didn't expect that there would be so many dead people under the ginseng fruit tree before.

"Master, did you say that the old locust tree outside the Guanyin Courtyard was learned from this ginseng fruit tree?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang, who was handling bison by the river, and asked curiously.

"I don't know where I learned it, but it's the same way, so it's probably the case. Tang Sanzang nodded, in fact, he also thought of the old locust tree that used the villagers and children as nourishment, I don't know how Xiong Xiaobu is doing now, and whether he is having fun in Guanyin Courtyard.

"Master, have you already started to control the laws?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Sanzang and asked again.

"Probably, it's just that I can only feel their presence and can't understand what they mean, so there's no way to do more with them, but to use them on the body as armor or fist gloves, and after locking the opponent, it seems that I can lock the opponent's spirit in the body, and then smash it directly with my fist.

This is the first thing he came up with on the ginseng fruit tree, and later it was confirmed in Zhen Yuanzi's body, after being locked, even if he is a saint, there is no way to escape, which can be regarded as making up for the shortcomings of his inability to fly, and whether there are various imprisoning spells. ’

Moreover, more importantly, he has the ability to kill the saint with one blow, and the other party has no chance to escape at all.