King Yellow Wind was a little flustered.

More than a hundred years ago, he fled from the foot of Lingshan Mountain to Huangfengling, where he landed in a box...... Phew, it's the grass that falls and becomes the king of the mountain.

More than ten years ago, I heard that the little goblin who had been coming from the Tang Dynasty in the East and was said to have escaped from a mountain called Siren Mountain mentioned that there was a big demon king living in their dead man's mountain and adopted a little demon king.

The little demon king introduced himself as Tang Sanfu whenever he met people, and eating his flesh could lead to immortality.

At first, the Yellow Wind King didn't believe it.

Moreover, with his cultivation, he doesn't have much pursuit of what Tang monk meat can live forever by eating a piece of meat.

It's just that three years ago, Lingji Bodhisattva arrived in Huangfengling, and just when he thought he was going to be arrested and punished, Lingji Bodhisattva did not pursue the big mistake he made, but gave him a difficult task - to arrest Tang Seng.

Lingji Bodhisattva secretly told him that Tang San's burial was the reincarnation of the golden cicada, and it was not a rumor that he could live forever after eating his flesh, but a fact.

Moreover, this kind of immortality is not the kind of immortality that the golden immortal jumped out of reincarnation, but the evolution of the life level and the immortal power of the golden cicada.

At the same time, Lingji Bodhisattva also told him that eating Tang monk's meat could also greatly increase his cultivation, help him break through the mirror, break through the bottleneck that had stuck him for hundreds of years, and let him be promoted to Taiyi.

Under the temptation of these benefits, under the coercion and temptation of Lingji Bodhisattva, the Yellow Wind Monster accepted this difficult task.

Of course, there is one more important reason - eight hundred years ago, when Tang Seng was a golden cicada, he once stepped on his tail at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

He remembered this hatred for 800 years.

Today, when the Tiger Pioneer was patrolling the mountains, he reported that a monk riding a white horse was holding a pig's head..... Phew, say that a pig-headed monster leads a monk on a white horse......

It's not right, anyway, that's what it means, after he accepted the task, he waited for three whole years, and Tang San's burial of that turtle grandson finally came.

When he heard the news, the Yellow Wind Monster could barely suppress the excitement in his heart.

The whole body couldn't help trembling, and he said that he was definitely not afraid of Bi Ma Wen, who overturned the Five Elements Mountain and jumped out more than half a year ago, he really waited for Tang San's funeral, and his heart was too excited.

In addition to being excited, he asked the Tiger Pioneer to explore the way first, and pressed him to calm his excitement by the way.

And then......

Just after he had just calmed down his restless mood, he watched the Great Sage smash the Tiger Pioneer to death with a stick.

At that time, the Yellow Wind Monster flashed a little hesitation in his heart, how to choose between life and mission.

After weighing it, considering that his Samadhi Divine Wind would suffer a big loss even if Da Luo Jinxian was not prepared, and considering that he was just going to catch Tang San's burial, who was a mortal fetus, he didn't have to fight the monkey head-on, and in the end, the desire in the heart of the Yellow Wind Monster still defeated fear.

In order to build momentum for yourself, in order to make yourself not seem so weak-hearted, ..... far away The Yellow Wind Monster rolled up the Samadhi Divine Wind.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this samadhi divine wind, which he had practiced for hundreds of years and had not been able to use proficiently, had just taken less than a breath when he saw the ordinary monk on the other side who seemed to him to be mortal in the flesh waved his hand, and the samadhi divine wind that was more skilled than him and even more terrifying than him rolled up on the opposite side.

This......

The Yellow Wind Monster was fascinated at the time.

Subconsciously stopped, looking at the yellow wind that the monk made out in disbelief, the yellow wind monster wanted to grab the Bodhisattva's neck and ask - is this the ordinary monk you are talking about? Is this what you call a mortal womb of the flesh?

If the mortal body is so hanging, and an ordinary monk can play the samadhi kamikaze like this, then what is he, a guy who has been practicing for hundreds of years and has just started?

Garbage?

Demon scum?

When he saw that the monk Samadhi Kamikaze was playing more than himself, the Yellow Wind Monster had a retreat in his heart, it was not that he didn't give it his strength, but it was really a perverted task.

How do you say that?

The imperial army, it's not that our army doesn't work hard, it's that the enemy army is too cunning...... It's too powerful.

In his heart, he retreated for a lifetime, and the Yellow Wind Monster didn't care about any tasks or tasks.

As long as he can hold on to his life, he will admit that he will be beaten or punished after returning to Xitian.

It's just that......

Wait......

Wait a minute.

The monk..... What the hell are you going to do?

After watching the big bald head on the other side receive the samadhi divine wind, he tilted his head for a moment of contemplation.

Then, without waiting for himself to start retreating, the monk waved his sleeves at his side.

At that moment, if it weren't for the strangeness around him, the Yellow Wind Monster thought that the monk had seen his intention to retreat and waved goodbye to him.

It's just that......

In the next moment, the irresistible suction came, allowing him to figure out the truth - the monk was not saying goodbye to him.

But..... In the farewell to him.

Gently, he went, as softly he came.

He waved his hand softly, and said goodbye to the clouds of the western sky.

Clouds in the western sky...... Farewell!

At the next moment when Tang Sanfu waved his hand, with a bang, the yellow sand in the sky seemed to be gathered by an invisible big hand, rushing towards Tang Sanfu's sleeves.

"Huh? The wind stopped. ”

Seeing the yellow wind disappearing from the sky, the second senior brother showed a head from behind the Great Sage.

It's just that......

"The Yellow Wind is gone, where is the Yellow Wind Monster?"

This is not just the question of the second senior brother, the Great Sage, including Tang San's burial, all flashed such doubts in his mind.

Whether it was Tang San's funeral or the Great Sage, they could be sure that the Yellow Wind Monster was hidden in that Yellow Wind just now.

It's just that...... The yellow wind is gone, why is the yellow wind monster gone?

"Yellow Wind Monster? Yellow Wind Monster, where are you, your mother called you home for dinner. ”

After looking around and not seeing the slightest shadow of the Yellow Wind Monster, Tang Sanyu couldn't help but shout at the top of his voice.

This Yellow Wind Monster, but the test specimen he ordered was still a small part of his family's Great Sage's experience bar, how could he say that it was gone.

After screaming, there was no response.

Tang Sanfu frowned, and shouted again at the top of his voice, "Yellow Wind Monster, do you dare to agree if I call you?" ”

It's embarrassing to be quiet, quiet.

"Yellow Wind Monster, you come out, I know you're here, don't hide and keep quiet.

You have the ability to do things, you have the ability to come out. ”

Yellow Wind Monster: "....... I want to come out too, but can't I get out?"

Can I come out, I still need to be scared here?

"Yellow Wind Monster, are you here? If you're there, you'll squeak. ”

After calling three times and getting no response, Tang Sanfu was also anxious.

And then......

"Squeak~"

A mouse-like cry rang in everyone's ears.

Immediately, Tang Sanfu remembered that that guy was originally a mouse.

"Yellow Wind Monster, where are you?"

"I ...... I'm here. ”

The weak voice sounded again, and it sounded like it was dying.

"Where are you?"

Finally got a response, Tang Sanfu tied one hand in front of his ear, and made a listening outfit.

"I ...... I'm in your sleeve~"

Tang San's funeral: "......"

Great Sage: "......."

Second Senior Brother: "......."

What's so ...... It's embarrassing.

"You...... Can you let me out first? ”

The weak voice sounded again, with a dying look.

Tang Sanfu only then remembered that this Yellow Wind Monster was an experience prepared for the Great Sage.

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeve, a small mouse was thrown out of his sleeve.

Look at the Yellow Wind Monster again, it is so weak that it can't even maintain its human form, and it may be wiped out at any time.

Seeing that the Yellow Wind Monster looked like he was about to die, Tang Sanfu was puzzled in his heart, "Huh? How did you make yourself look like this? ”

Yellow Wind Monster: "......" How did I get this picture, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?

"Sleeve ..... Sleeve ......"

As a little mouse at the foot of Lingshan, the Yellow Wind Monster is still very knowledgeable, at least the signature skills of the Ancestor of the Earth Immortals, Zhen Yuanzi Daxian, he can recognize it.

It's just that..... He really couldn't understand how Tang San's burial, the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, a native monk, could have anything to do with Zhen Yuanzi?

What the? How do you say he knew that Tang Sanfu had something to do with Zhen Yuanzi?

Hehe, there is only Zhen Yuanzi alone in the Three Realms of Qiankun in his sleeves, and now the relationship at the bottom of the box has been passed on to Tang San for burial, saying that there is no relationship between the two, do you believe it?

Believe it or not, he doesn't believe it anyway.

What's in your sleeve?

From the Yellow Wind Monster to confirm his guess, Tang Sanfu secretly despised his own master who had deceived him again, and at the same time, he also understood how this thing made himself look like this.

It's really this thing who made himself look like this, and it's definitely not the reason for his Tang San's funeral.

If you want to talk about the reason, it is also in those yellow winds.

Samadhi kamikaze, the wind with yellow sand, hurts people's flesh, harms people's souls.

With everything in his sleeve, he will suppress the cultivation of trapped creatures to the limit.

And the Yellow Wind Monster was very unlucky, when he cast the Samadhi Divine Wind, Tang Sanfu had a whim, wanting to try whether his means of accepting living creatures could collect these Yellow Winds.

As a result, unfortunately, the Yellow Wind Monster in the Yellow Wind was hit by the trick and was included in the world of the sleeve.

The sleeve is aimed at Huang Feng, and the Yellow Wind Monster is just incidental, and Huang Feng is out of control when it is taken away.

In the world of Qiankun in his sleeve, the Yellow Wind Monster who was suppressed and cultivated was trapped in his own Yellow Wind.

Under the erosion of the yellow sand that hurt people's flesh and souls that was already out of control, he almost died in his own means

Therefore, Tang Sanfu said that the Yellow Wind Monster played himself like this, after all, it was the Samadhi Divine Wind that injured him like this.

Seeing that the Yellow Wind Monster was dying, he opened his mouth for a long time, wanting to say something but couldn't squeeze out a word.

Tang San, who had always been able to live a good life, was distressed about the experience, and was afraid that if the Yellow Wind Monster died, he would waste the Great Sage's upgrade experience, so he decisively gave up the opportunity to give the Yellow Wind Monster his last words.

"There is no need to explain the last words, and no one will listen to them anyway.

While you're still alive, Goku, let's do it. ”

As soon as the Yellow Wind Monster opened its mouth and shouted out the word 'no', there was a bang, and there was no future.

Damn, who wants to say the last words, what I want to say is - don't do it, your own people!

This was the last thought that flashed through the Yellow Wind Monster's heart before his consciousness completely dissipated.