Journey to the West, the mortal world, Pingding Mountain, a hundred miles near the Lotus Cave.

Xuanzang, Wukong, Little White Dragon, Black Bear, and Lady White Bone are resting.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Bajie has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back yet."

The black bear asked, licking the happy water he had drunk, and the aftertaste was endless.

This thing is not as sweet and moist as honey. But it's easy to get on the head, and it's uncomfortable not to drink for a day.

Sun Wukong held the dog's tail grass in his mouth, lay on the stone with Erlang's legs crossed, and said indifferently:

"Black bear, Bajie, this nerd may be lazy somewhere to sleep, and it won't be long before he comes back. Don't worry, and this thing used to be Marshal Tianpeng, don't worry. ”

"What Senior Brother said is that Senior Brother Bajie's strength is still very powerful." The little white dragon said.

"I see that the demons around here are shining, and I am afraid that there are big demons hibernating." Lady Bones said, her eyes like torches.

"Sixth, relax. Even if he can't beat him, Bajie can escape back, this guy's escape ability is even better than my grandson. Sun Wukong said.

Sun Wukong turned his head to look at Xuanzang again and asked, "Master, did you say?"

Xuanzang, who was meditating and cultivating, opened his eyes slightly, his expression was calm, and replied:

"Wukong is right, the cultivation of the Eight Rings can be handled."

"Look, the master approves of it." Sun Wukong smiled proudly.

"Master, you are still practicing so diligently in this realm, I admire you." The black bear admired.

In fact, the cultivation speed of the Da Luo Golden Immortal Realm is very difficult, and the cultivation actions of this realm often start in 10,000 years.

In the past ten years of learning scriptures, whether or not to cultivate has no impact on Xuanzang.

However, Xuanzang is different from ordinary people, and others' cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

His cultivation speed was like a flying stream that went straight down to 3,000 feet, and he couldn't stop at all.

Nowadays, even if you are sitting and meditating, you can comprehend the law, comprehend the Great Dao, and increase the speed of mana very quickly.

Sometimes, Xuanzang feels that he has gone crazy?

This cultivation speed is obviously abnormal, and it's the same as the fake one.

"In vain, the drop of water wears through the stone. Cultivation is accumulated bit by bit, so being a teacher has the strength it has today. Xuanzang said.

Sun Wukong, the little white dragon, and the black bear were greatly inspired.

Only Lady White Bone didn't care, if she could really break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal by hard work, then she would have already recovered her peak strength and left this world to go to Chaos, looking for a higher top of the avenue.

The reality is cruel, and the Daluo realm is a hurdle that sentient beings cannot overcome, and they can't enter it at all.

Of course, the Da Luo Jin Immortal in the eyes of Mrs. Bai Gu is not the kind of assembly line that relies on pills and the power of faith.

Xuanzang, as the protagonist of the scripture-learning gang and this calamity, Mrs. Bai Gu felt at first that there must be a saint behind him, and his strength of Da Luo Jinxian was also a saint's means.

But the longer I stayed by Xuanzang's side, the more I found that Xuanzang's Daluo aura was incomparably deep, which was a pure and unpolluted perfect Daluo breath, that is, the orthodox Daluo Jinxian.

Immortal, immortal, immortal, almighty!

It's just that under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao of this heaven and earth, Da Luo's great power has also been restrained a lot.

Mrs. Bai Gu couldn't understand why Xuanzang was able to reach this realm in his twenties, that is, the saint could not create such a pure Daluo.

The only possibility is that Xuanzang has a big problem with his heels.

Everyone in the world knows that Xuanzang is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, and the golden cicada is the second apprentice of the Buddha, and the predecessor is the six-winged golden cicada of the chaotic beast.

But in the eyes of Mrs. White Bone, even the peak of the six-winged golden cicada is not as good as Xuanzang's current strength realm?

Therefore, Lady White Bone has always felt that Xuanzang may be the reincarnation of a powerful power in the chaos.

As for the real golden cicada, it may be long gone.

These were all conjectures of the White Bone Lady herself, and she had not told anyone.

Of course, she is the only one who dares to think so!

The next day, Bajie did not return for one night.

"Master, my grandson took back yesterday's words, and something happened to Bajie." Sun Wukong smiled awkwardly.

"Bajie didn't return overnight, so he won't be eaten by monsters." The black bear said, subconsciously swallowing his saliva.

"It's possible, Senior Brother Bajie is a pig demon. Among the demon clan, the pig demon is a very popular hard dish. In addition, Senior Brother Bajie has eaten several ginseng fruits, and the taste must be very crispy and delicious. The little white dragon said.

"Are you serious?" Lady White Bone looked at her several senior brothers with sand faces, these are the words of people.

"Ahem, don't worry about this, Sixth Senior Sister." Sun Wukong said.

"Call me Lady Bones." Lady Bones looked cold and angry.

Everyone may have forgotten that this sixth senior sister used to be the master of the White Bone Demon Country, and her cultivation reached the peak of the Golden Immortal, and her comprehensive strength was enough to compete with the ordinary Da Luo Golden Immortal.

Sun Wukong didn't say anything, scratched his head, and looked at the master.

"This is the calamity of the Eight Rings? Let's keep going. Xuanzang said.

"Master, why don't you save Bajie?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Don't worry, since the other party dares to make a move, he will definitely take the initiative to find the door." Xuanzang said.

"Master, what you said makes sense." Sun Wukong nodded seriously.

The master and apprentice rested while walking, and in the afternoon they had only traveled two or three miles, which was extremely slow.

But the immortal Buddha land mountain god who is secretly snooping is speechless, this horse is to learn from the scriptures!

Are you sure it's not a tourist?

The turtles crawled faster than the scripture-learning gang, and they complained and complained, but no one dared to come forward to speak.

After all, without Da Luo's strength, who would dare to stand in front of Xuanzang?

"Hey, help!"

At this moment, a howl of pain rang out in the empty mountains.

I don't know when, next to the rock wall of Xiaoshanbao, an old man with a white sentence covered his old legs, his face full of pain.

The old man was dressed in gray robes, and he seemed to be a Taoist.

"Master, someone is asking for help." The little white dragon immediately said.

Sun Wukong's eyes flashed with golden light, and he could see at a glance that this Taoist priest was not a human.

But it's weird, although it's not a human, it's not a monster either, it's just that why is the demonic energy on the body so heavy?

"Holy monk, help. The poor road was bitten by a wolf and could not walk. There is no one in this barren mountain and wilderness, and at night, the poor road will definitely be bitten to death by the evil wolf. ”

The old Taoist priest looked pleading, hoping to get Xuanzang's sympathy.

The monks didn't say that saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and they will definitely not die without saving them.

Xuanzang approached, just glanced at the Taoist priest, his disguised spells were unobstructed, the first born silver horn, eight or nine years old Taoist boy appearance, it seems that he is the silver horn king.

"Before the Buddha became a Buddha, he used to cut meat and feed it to the eagle as a testament to the Buddha's fearless dedication.

Old Taoist, in fact, it is not a bad thing to be bitten to death by a wolf, so you should dedicate yourself, maybe you can go to see Sanqing after death.

Death, it's not so scary, it's a matter of kicking your legs. Xuanzang comforted.

"Disciples, keep on your way!"

“？” Silver Horn.

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