On the mountainside of Mt. Meru, where the auspicious clouds and clouds are full of clouds, the sun shines brightly, and the clouds and mist disperse, revealing a Zen temple.

In the Zen courtyard, the sound of the bell chime is melodious and tactful, and the smoke of cigarettes is ethereal.

At this time, an old monk wandered in the hall, looking at the sky from time to time, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"Calculate the time, Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice should also go to Huangfengling, why hasn't Sun Wukong come to find me to subdue the demon?" The mouth kept babbling.

This person is the lord of this little Sumeru Mountain, the Buddha Bodhisattva Lingji.

Instructed by the Buddha, the true scriptures are difficult to find, and Tang Sanzang needs to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties to obtain the scriptures.

Therefore, he also put his pet yellow-haired sable rat into the realm, wanting to seek some merit and make up for these eighty-one difficulties.

Many Bodhisattva Venerables in Lingshan do this, putting their own mounts down to seek merit, and if there are no mounts, they will release children or pets, including Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, Puxian Bodhisattva, etc., it seems that even Maitreya Buddha has participated in it.

Everyone knows that this journey to the west is a feast for everyone to share their merits.

But now, if this monkey doesn't come to invite himself, what about his own merits?

Lingji Bodhisattva is restless.

"Could it be that they have thought of a way to restrain the samadhi kamikaze?" Lingji Bodhisattva was a little skeptical.

"Impossible, impossible, the Samadhi Divine Wind can only be restrained by the Wind Beads, and the Wind Bead Buddha Gate is only available to themselves, and they have to ask for their own heads." Shaking his head, he denied this view again.

"But it's not a problem to wait like this, let's go to Huangfengling and have a look." Lingji Bodhisattva put on the Dingfeng Bead, picked up the Flying Dragon Zen Staff, and was about to rush to Huangfengling to see the situation.

Before leaving, he handed the doorman a note and told him that if anyone came to him, he would quickly tell him with the note.

Only then did he drive the clouds towards Huangfengling with confidence.

……

Huang Fengling

The four apprentices looked at the Yellow Wind Monster on the ground, which was dead at this time, and had changed back to the original appearance of the Yellow Sable Squirrel.

"This monster can't help but fight, and accidentally killed it." The little white dragon said apologetically.

"It's not me who blows, this kind of monster can beat ten old pigs, senior brother, you can't beat this kind of monster." Zhu Bajie taunted Sun Wukong next to him, he didn't forget to be beaten by Sun Wukong in Gao Laozhuang, although it was reconciled in the end, but at this time it was rare to have such a good opportunity, and he frantically brushed his hatred with words.

turned his head and was knocked away by Sun Wukong.

"This monster is a waste, if it weren't for that yellow wind, my grandson would teach him to be a demon every minute." Sun Wukong was indignant, his reputation was ruined, and he was madly ridiculed by a pig.

"Alright, it's just a little demon, ready to go." Tang Sen urged urgently, there was the quicksand river in front of him, and his cultivation gift package was close at hand, how could he not hurry up.

Sha Seng is waiting to be a teacher, and he can finally improve his cultivation again! Remember the last upgrade was the last time.

The group of four soon embarked on the road to continue westward, and no one paid attention to this little episode.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for surviving the "Huangfengling" catastrophe, the person behind the scenes is Lingji Bodhisattva, and the reward is the "Flying Dragon Cloud Staff". 】

Looking at the Flying Dragon Cloud Staff that appeared in his hand, Tang Sen smiled.

That Lingji Bodhisattva is a poor ghost, and there are not many supernatural powers, and they are all big road goods, and the only ones that can be regarded as treasures are the Dingfeng Bead and the Flying Dragon Cloud Staff given to him by the Buddha, and the Dingfeng Bead itself has a not rare, this Flying Dragon Cloud Staff is a good acquired spiritual treasure, which can incarnate as a flying dragon to kill the enemy.

Putting away the dragon cloud staff, Tang Sen calculated, his own weapons are really a lot.

But the Nine-Fold Demon Tower is not suitable for taking it out against the enemy, and the nine-ring tin staff smashes people and damages the demeanor of the monks, or this flying dragon cloud staff is good, it can be used in leisure, and it can also be used against the enemy in wartime, which is a very practical weapon.

Oh, by the way, after the last time the Divine Dragon Order was used, the ancestral dragon dragon was completely destroyed, and the treasure was ordinary under its own obscurity, and it was thrown into the corner by himself.

Hand the Divine Dragon Order in his hand to the little white dragon, as soon as he got it, the little white dragon felt that the blood was connected, and his own divine dragon blood was faintly boiling.

"Xiaobai, this is the Divine Dragon Order, the token left by the ancestral dragon, after being calculated by the miscellaneous bird of Lu Jian last time, the ancestral dragon dragon power dissipated, and now there is only one purpose for washing the bloodline of the dragon clan, now I will give him to you, don't live up to my expectations."

Shenlong Ling, there has always been a legend in the dragon clan that Lord Zulong has a treasure that can increase the concentration of the dragon bloodline and improve the talent of the dragon clan, but everyone only knows that there is such a thing, but they have never seen it.

Until the death of Lord Zulong, this treasure disappeared and never appeared again.

Now, this legendary treasure is in his hands, as unreal as a dream.

Although I haven't seen it myself, I really don't know what it looks like, but the little white dragon can definitely be the token in his hand, and the fluctuations of the same origin and vein cannot be faked, and the boiling blood and the hidden desire in it cannot be faked.

It's too precious.

The little white dragon choked up a little and couldn't speak.

Seeing the little white dragon's moved appearance, Tang Sen patted him on the shoulder and joked with a smile.

"Use it soon, maybe I'll regret it later."

Knowing that the master was really joking, Xiao Bailong nodded heavily, "Hmm!" ”。

Place the Dragon Order in the palm of your hand, bite your finger, and drip blood onto the token, which glows with a glowing glow, accompanied by a dragon groan.

He pressed his finger, which was still dripping with blood, to the token, which turned into a ray of light and slowly flowed into the little white dragon's body.

At the same time, a strong dragon power erupted around the little white dragon's body, and it calmed down again.

But the little white dragon can feel that he is slowly evolving, although it is slow, but it is long-lasting, and his natural bloodline is also being recreated, gradually becoming perfect, which, given time, may really become another ancestral dragon.

The incident happened between the two, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie explored the way ahead, and they never found it, and the two did not delay the journey.

……

On the other side, Lingji Bodhisattva, who was driving the clouds towards Huangfengling, felt a lightness in his hand, and looked down to see that it was empty.

I couldn't help but fall into deep doubts, doubting my life.

What about my staff? What about my big staff?

……

At this time, Tang Sen's master and apprentice were blocked by a large river, and the water was raging and turbulent.

There wasn't even a small boat on the river.

"Master, there's a monument here." In the distance, Sun Wukong beckoned everyone to come over.

Pushing aside the weeds, Tang Sen looked at the inscription on it and said. "Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths. The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom. ”

The quicksand river, arrived.

Then his last apprentice, as well as the cultivation gift package, is here, Tang Sen is happy.

As he spoke, there was a wave on the surface of the quicksand river, and a humanoid monster with red hair and blue indigo face surfaced, and drove a whirlwind straight towards Townese.

Sun Wukong held a stick to meet him, and the two exchanged hands, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

The monster saw Zhu Bajie and the little white dragon surrounding, and hurriedly fled, and a fierce man plunged into the water and disappeared.

"It's all to blame on the two of you, my grandson saw that he was going to take down that monster, and now he was scared away by you." Seeing that the monster ran away, Sun Wukong complained to the two people who caught up.

"Senior brother, don't be angry, don't we also want to help you capture this monster? Who knew that this monster was so cowardly that he actually escaped. Zhu Bajie accompanied the smiling face and made amends again and again.

"Somebody has to go into the water now to lure him out." Townsend also gathered around.

"My grandson can fight in land battles and air battles, but he is not good at water battles, and his ability in the water is not 12/12." Sun Wukong's face was a little embarrassed.

"Although my dragon clan is naturally close to water, this weak water is too powerful, extremely thick, and my dragon body can't stay in weak water for a long time." The little white dragon also said embarrassedly, as a dragon, it is embarrassing to be afraid of water, but there is no way, weak water is a famous forbidden place in the Three Realms, and the dragon clan cannot easily touch it.

"Master, let me go, when my grandson used to be the marshal of Tianpeng in the sky, he was in charge of the Tianhe water army, I am very familiar with this weak water, I think back then, I crossed three thousand miles of weak water, and all the immortals and gods in the heavenly court admired it, which made my old pig the position of marshal of Tianpeng and commanded the 100,000 Tianhe water army. , I want to ...... back then"

"Okay, the master knows, Bajie go quickly."

Seeing that Zhu Bajie deviated from the topic as he spoke, he actually began to tell the previous majestic story, with an endless posture. Tang Sen couldn't help but interrupt.

"Okay, then my old pig is gone." After that, he picked up the nine-tooth nail rake, and jumped into the weak water with a "poof".

On the shore, the little white dragon followed to protect Tang Sen, and Sun Wukong cast a stealth spell and flew in the air, just waiting for the monster to show up and hit him.

After a stick of incense, bubbles began on the surface of the water, as if it were boiling.

Knowing that the monster was coming out, Sun Wukong calmed down, clutched the golden hoop stick in his hand tightly, and wanted to kill him with one blow.

"Whoa." The two figures rushed out of the water at the same time, flew into the air and fought, only the sound of ping-pong was heard, and the two were chess opponents, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Suddenly, Sun Wukong withdrew his stealth technique and swept in with a stick.