Xuanzang was noncommittal, but noticed that when Tianpeng made a big speech, the people underground looked at him with somewhat complicated eyes, so he asked: "Have you ever seen a man in a black leotard pass by here with a black bear with a black tasseled spear?" ”

"There is such a person, and the bear that follows him can also speak human language, and most of them are also monsters." The leader of the underground people replied, "But he seems to be a good person, and he said the same thing as this person, he wants to go to Huangfeng Ridge to get rid of the demon." We couldn't persuade him, so we had to let him go. ”

Another underground man sighed: "Alas, after that person went to the Yellow Wind Ridge, the Yellow Wind King set off three sandstorms in succession, and it seems that there is more luck than luck. ”

Xuanzang nodded, turned to look at the somewhat confused canopy, and thought that this man with a strong sense of justice was probably very compatible with Shenfang. He asked the underground people about other details of the wind and sand, and gradually had a plan in his heart. He then said goodbye to the underground, and led the others through the area.

"Mr. Xuanzang, what are you going to do?" Tianpeng, who had been puzzled, asked.

Xuanzang said: "Shenfang has already passed first, and it seems that he has not been able to subdue the other party, but he has not been forced into a desperate situation." We still have a chance to take the credit before he goes to move the rescuers, and don't let him save the people underground. ”

Bai Long said on the side: "Aren't you already doing things for Yang Jian." ”

"Definitely. But I wanted to take the opportunity to send a message to him that he must have known that I was alive. If we succeed in this operation, we can tell him more about my attitude. ”

"Show you're on the same page?" The white dragon raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm. There are not many members of the rebels left, and they have all been washed away. And what Yang Jian did made me feel that he was a good breakthrough, and maybe he could become our ally in the future. ”

Tian Peng bent his fingers to support his chin and said, "I have had some contact with Erlang God, and it is true that a long time ago, he was dissatisfied with the current situation of Heavenly Court, and often saw him arguing with the Jade Emperor Rulai. But we don't know what he's against, after all, the Ombudsman has a very special position, and he is the only law enforcer who has the right to rule on the gods and Buddhas, and no one wants to find out what he doesn't want to disclose. ”

"He should have seen something, something that the old monsters on the upper level tried to hide...... Xuanzang muttered.

Tianpeng and the white dragon looked at him at the same time and asked, "How do you know?" What is that? ”

"Just guessing." Xuanzang stopped the topic in time and said, "So, everyone agrees to do this?" ”

"Playing merit contest with the other side? I'm not going to do such a disgusting thing. The white dragon said in disgust.

"Of course not, the two teams of men and horses attacked Huangfengling at the same time, and the formation was too big. We're still playing Yin like we did when we were in High Town. Xuanzang showed a light smile on his face and said, "Let's go to worship the mountain of the Yellow Wind King." ”

Tiancang, who was reminded of tragic memories, couldn't help but show a sad expression.

On the way, Xuanzang began to analyze the situation of the Yellow Wind King to them.

"The wind and sand are caused by some kind of weather weapon, and I think we all have a consensus. I also confirmed a few things with the underground people just now. First of all, the sandstorm lasted almost the same as the one we just encountered. Since the Underground people have lost the concept of time, hours, minutes, and seconds, I can only estimate from their words that the longest sandstorm will not exceed twenty minutes.

"Secondly, the frequency of sandstorms. The three games after Shenfang's departure were all more than six hours apart. Explain that the opponent's weapon will probably take such a long time to recharge. It is not ruled out that it is hiding its strength, or that it will take six hours for Shenfang to complete the recovery and attack again.

"Besides, it takes many generations for the underground people to evolve before their bodies degenerate into what they are now, which means that the Yellow Wind King has been entrenched here for at least a hundred years." Xuanzang turned his face and asked, "Tianpeng, you have lived in Gaozhen for so many years, and you have not noticed that such a big demon king exists?" ”

"Gaozhen is far away, and it has indeed been affected by several sandstorms before, but they are all marginal influences, and a little bit of sand is not very harmful, so I have never cared too much." Tianpeng remembered the sandstorm he experienced not long ago, and thought, "And the direction of the sandstorm is on this side, not in the same direction as Gaozhen...... Strange, if the wind and sand are artificially controlled by the Yellow Wind King, why does it never blow in any other direction? ”

Xuanzang said: "This is also where I doubt. His weather weapon may have directional restrictions, or he won't use it. As for where he got the weapon and what his true origin is, we will have to wait until official contact to find out. ”

"Eh, with so many flaws, it seems that that guy is nothing more than that." Bai Long said contemptuously, "Although there is no sense of accomplishment in playing the weak, it is not bad as a pastime. ”

The twenty-kilometer walk was nothing to the few of them, and Bai Long didn't complain on the road because he was very interested in the upcoming action.

When the group arrived at the foot of the Huangfeng Ridge, they saw a strange rocky mountain standing here, as if hollowed out by a big hand in the middle, and only surrounded by mountains and rocks on three sides.

The rocks are all in a posture of large and small at the top, and the side that follows the direction of the wind is blown into stone ridges, and you can still feel the dynamics of the wind.

A boulder was hoisted by several steel cables and stuck directly at the entrance, blocking the road into the mountain. The towers were built with wood and cable chains on both sides, and the suspended structure seemed to be ready to be dismantled to avoid damage by wind and sand. And now, there are some pale-skinned people on both towers who are similar to the people underground, staring at Xuanzang and them vigilantly.

A red shadow jumped straight from the tower, deftly using the protrusions on the rock wall to slow the fall, and easily came to the ground, unscathed. He asked in a loud voice, "Who is here, who dares to trespass on my Huangfeng Ridge?" ”

The man wore a tiger skin around his waist, and his bare upper body was covered with blood-red tattoos, and his face was hideous. There is also a three-edged claw spike in each hand, which looks very powerful.

Xuanzang arched his hand and said: "I have heard the prestige of the Yellow Wind King for a long time, and I have come to join the king. A few of us boast of some skills, and we want to make a living under the Yellow Wind King, so please let my brother report it. ”

The tattooed man looked at them a few times and said, "Come to worship the mountain, and don't bring some greeting gifts, I don't know the rules." Little ones, send off! ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the pale figure on the tower commanded, brushing and setting up his crossbow, pointing downward.

Xuanzang turned his head and motioned to Bailong and Tianpeng not to move, then smiled and said to the tattooed man, "Brother, don't blame." This gift of mine is not a physical gift, but a ploy, and one that your king needs. Has someone repeatedly attacked Huangfengling recently? The man was wearing a divine robe, and the black bear spirit under his command was also skilled, and he was also a divine soldier. Even if the king's mana is strong, he is afraid that he is helpless. ”

"How do you know?"

"That man is my sworn enemy, I know his weaknesses, and I have a way to help the Yellow Wind King win."

The tattooed man thought for a moment, made a gesture for the guards to keep aiming, and then said, "I'll go back and tell the king first, don't move." With that, he jumped up to the rock wall, hooked his claws into the rock crevice, and in a few clicks he climbed over the boulder and returned to the cottage.

After a few minutes, the guards of the towers on both sides lowered their crossbows. As the steel cable pulls, the boulder splits from the middle and slowly lifts diagonally to both sides, revealing a narrow entrance.

The tattooed man appeared at the entrance and arched his hand at them, the crossed claws making a sharp grinding sound.

"In the Tiger Pioneer, welcome all heroes to the mountain!"