"Humph!"

He sneered again in midair, and this time condensed the white clouds into the shape of a sharp sword, as if a giant sword standing up to the sky and the earth slashed down at Cui Shi's head.

"Let's go!"

Zhu Bajie stood in front of Cui Shi, and the Shangbao Qin Golden Rake in his hand radiated a thousand rays of light, barely resisting the power of this sword, covering Tang Seng and the others to quickly evacuate Xiaosumeru Mountain.

"Lingji, you'd better not fall into my hands!"

Cui Shi never expected that such a conflict could occur in Lingji Bodhisattva's Little Sumeru Mountain.

It was an accident again, and it was angry again, until I went down the mountain, and I still couldn't calm down.

[This ......]

[Is this a branch plot innovation?]

[It can't be that the monster has become the appearance of Lingji Bodhisattva, waiting here to deceive people!]

[Lingji Bodhisattva's face is so black, it is charred. 】

[Lingji Bodhisattva: I ...... I don't know, you ask the anchor to go!]

[Lingji in the original book is not like this, as soon as Sun Wukong went, he happily followed down the mountain to subdue the demon. How can you arrange this appearance in the anchor's live broadcast room......]

[I don't know what the anchor thinks, this hasn't been to Huangfengling yet, so let's go-for-tat with Lingji first. 】

[cough! Do you still think that Lingji in the original book is a good thing? If he hadn't turned a blind eye, how could the yellow-haired sable rat be a demon in Huangfengling! In any case, a crime of inadequate supervision cannot be escaped. 】

[That...... That's better than it is now!]

[Please pay attention to the distinction, the various Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and other things in Journey to the West, except for those with the same names in reality, have nothing to do with it. Journey to the West is a record of naked sectarian struggle, not a children's version of the myth you see on TV. 】

[Rub, so exaggerated?]

Take Rulai as an example, Rulai's second uncle, the golden-winged Dapeng bird, led a group of demons to eat the people of an entire country in the lion camel country, he didn't ignore it, and he had to wait for the Tang monks and apprentices to pass by before he came forward to subdue the Dapeng...... Just take a look!]

[Ahem, I don't care about that. The core problem now is that Lingji Bodhisattva is unwilling to help and even hostile, so how can Tang monks and apprentices pass this Huangfeng Ridge? Samadhi Divine Wind can't even stop Sun Wukong!]

[What kind of wind protection does the anchor plan to use? If you plant trees on Huangfeng Ridge now...... I'm afraid it's too late!]

[Rub, afforestation, what do you think. 】

[If you don't plant trees, how can you prevent wind and fix sand...... There are textbooks. 】

[I'll obey you with high scores and low energy!The yellow wind monster's samadhi divine wind, which can be blocked by a special forest?]

[In my opinion, I can only take a detour, it's not very reliable. The Flying Dragon Scepter and the Dingfeng Pill have nothing, and they can't get the Yellow Wind Old Demon. 】

[Hey, the Dingfeng Pill is gone, it's not just the trouble of Huang Fengling! After encountering the banana fan of the Iron Fan Princess, there is no Dingfeng Pill, and you didn't negotiate it when the fan flies every minute!]

Cui Shi is also thinking about this question.

Due to the inaction of Lingji Bodhisattva, the plan was completely disrupted.

His grandmother's, without you Yao butcher, I still have to eat hairy pigs?!

Isn't it the Flying Dragon Scepter and the Fixing Wind Pill?

If you don't have the Flying Dragon Staff, I'll turn one out for you!

It is necessary to give full play to the fine traditions of our party, not to wait or rely on, and to do it ourselves.

"Bajie, you carry this rake all day long, is it heavy?"

Cui Shi turned back from the white dragon horse and suddenly asked.

Zhu Bajie was still puffing up at this time, if he didn't know that he was not the opponent of Lingji Bodhisattva, he was afraid that he would have turned around the nail rake and returned to Little Sumeru Mountain.

We kindly greeted us according to the number of salutes, but we were almost driven down the mountain, and we made a fuss.

"It's not heavy, it's only about 5,000 pounds, it's okay. ”

Listening to the senior brother's words of concern, Zhu Bajie burst into tears, this senior brother found a rare conscience, and finally felt that I was working too hard to carry the burden and lead the horse all day long?

But seeing this senior brother's eyes, he smiled and said, "Then if I get you another thing weighing thousands of pounds, can you handle it?"

"If it's a few thousand pounds, it should be fine. ”

Zhu Bajie didn't know what he meant, and said suspiciously: "It's just that it may not be able to run as expected, but I'm afraid it will become a burden." ”

"That's okay. ”

Cui Shi said: "In this way, don't go all the way with us, run to the East China Sea first." Borrow a weapon from the old dragon king of the East China Sea, that is, the 7,200 catties of Fang Tian painting halberd he once gave to the Monkey King, and bring it back. ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Bajie became more and more confused, and frowned: "But I won't make Fang Tianji, or make it easy with a rake." ”

"No need to do it, you take it back first, and then we will slowly discuss how to deal with the Yellow Wind Monster. ”

"Okay, I'll go. ”

Zhu Bajie didn't ask any more questions, and drove away with a rake, of course, the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea was no stranger to Marshal Tianpeng.

[The anchor is starting to lose his mind about the layout again!]

[7,200 catties of Fang Tian's painting halberd? I know I know, Sun Wukong borrowed treasures from the Dragon Palace back then, first a big knife, then a 3,600 jin nine-strand fork, and then a 7,200 jin Fang Tian painting halberd, all of which were eliminated, and finally took out 13,500 catties of Dinghaishen needle iron, that is, the Ruyi golden hoop stick. 】

[Do you know that these are used for birds?

[A weapon used to deal with the Yellow Wind Monster!]

[Nonsense, Huang Fengling is in the way of the west, who doesn't know that he wants to deal with the old monster of Huang Feng. The problem is, the anchor is a scumbag, I think he can barely take Tang Seng's Zen staff, are you sure he can handle 7,200 catties? ]

[It's for the little white dragon, enhance the combat effectiveness.] 】

[No, the little white dragon may not be able to move such a heavy weapon, I think the anchor has another intention. 】

Sure enough, after a short time, Zhu Bajie returned, and really carried back the Fang Tian painting halberd. The nine-toothed nail rake in the left hand and the halberd in the right hand are not very difficult, but it is unlikely that they can dance two long weapons at the same time like Li Kui's wheel and axe.

"Good work. ”

Cui Shi nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Bajie, I heard that you are also proficient in the thirty-six Tiangang changes, can you become a mouse?"

"Mouses, no problem!"

Zhu Bajie didn't say a word, there were words in his mouth, and he pinched a trick and drank softly:

"Change!"

Suddenly, the fat pig in front of him disappeared, but there was a mouse with a slightly overfat belly, staring at Cui Shi with a pair of dark eyes.

Haha, it's like a pregnant female mouse......

Cui Shi couldn't help laughing, especially when he saw the nine-toothed nail rake and Fang Tian's painting halberd, all of which changed freely with the size of Zhu Bajie at this moment, becoming the two small and delicate guys in his hands.

It's worthy of thirty-six days of change, not bad!

Cui Shi bent down, tried to pinch the nine-toothed nail rake, which was only the thickness of his little thumb, and dragged it, becoming more and more satisfied in his heart, revealing a mysterious smile.