Chapter Seven: The Black Dragon Makes a Plan to Flood the Golden Mountain
"Wuxin, it's been eighteen years since you entered Jinshan Temple, and I still remember the first time I saw you, you were still a fetus with baby teeth, and in an instant, you were already so old." Fahai slowly put on his robe and talked about the past.
"I will never forget the master's life-saving and nurturing grace for the rest of my life." Unintentionally bowed his head.
Fahai sighed: "Wuxin, the master hopes that you will take the right path in the face of important choices. Today, this Xu Xianggong and the White Lady are your lessons from the past. ”
Wuxin listened and scratched his head: "Master, what are you talking about, I don't understand." The disciple is a monk, how can he have such troubles. And the apprentice has said since he was sensible, the apprentice has one less love in his life, and he will never fall in love with a mortal girl, which is why you have no intention of naming your apprentice. ”
Fahai shook his head, smiled, and said no more.
Is this love and love that only mortals can have?
Here, Fahai is unintentionally playing dumb riddles for his apprentices, but this golden mountain has changed. I saw that after a gust of wind howled, a heavy rain fell from the sky, and several black clouds gathered in all directions, covering the entire golden mountain tightly.
A figure appeared in the black clouds, no, if you look closely, it is a monster with a fish-faced human body, it is the black dragon general who has just escaped from the wind.
"Hahahaha, Fahai, today I will flood Jinshan and take your lair."
Suddenly, the river that had been led back by Bai Suzhen surged again, and it was much more than that, breaking through a series of embankments with a larger river wave, and the long river water flooded the houses by the river, and suddenly there was a cry and crying.
"Bai Suzhen is reluctant to hurt people, I can't take care of this. When I capture Jinshan Temple, the whole place will be the territory of my Heilongjiang army! "The catfish spirit looked up to the sky and roared.
Fahai avoided the whirlwind that came from the howling wind, and asked in a loud voice: "How can you, a catfish essence, have this ability to call the wind and rain?" ”
The catfish spirit laughed and responded, "Then you have to ask the little green girl." ”
Fahai looked at the silent green snake on the side, and Bai Suzhen also raised her head. Her eyes were already red from crying, and she looked terrible.
"Xiaoqing, what did he do to you?" Bai Suzhen asked softly.
In the face of Bai Suzhen's inquiry, the green snake sat on the ground with his buttocks, and sobbed bitterly in a low voice: "My sister asked me to move the rescuers, but this catfish spirit doesn't miss the old feelings and doesn't want to help, I was about to come back, he stopped me again, and asked me to exchange the real dragon breath on my body, so I agreed." ”
It turned out that although this Xiaoqing was originally a mountain goblin, but after following the white snake to cultivate for a long time, she inevitably absorbed a lot of Bai Suzhen's true dragon breath, and now she has given the true dragon breath to the black dragon general, and the black dragon general has the capital to call for wind and rain, although this is equivalent to a consumable, but with the black dragon general's nearly a thousand years of Taoism, it is enough to flood the entire gold mountain.
"Xiaoqing, you're confused." Bai Suzhen scolded in a low voice.
"Sister, I'm sorry. I'm going to get the head of this catfish spirit. With that, the green snake suddenly got up, picked up the sword and rushed into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he was competing with the catfish spirit.
"Holy monk," Bai Suzhen turned to Fahai and said, "My sister's cultivation is still shallow, and she can't fight the catfish essence regularly, I call a wisp of wind, hoping that the holy monk will take advantage and help my sister." ”
"Ah, fighting in the air, the poor monk is not comfortable off the ground, where can he do it...... But it doesn't matter, since the white girl opened her mouth, the poor monk went to help, and I also hope that the white girl and Xu Gongzi will say goodbye, don't be vain in the future, and soar as soon as possible, don't forget the help of Buddhism to you. Fahai wanted to refuse, but looking at the face of the white snake that was almost crushed, he shook his head and rode the breeze to the sky.