In the field, Xuanzang stretched out his hands, and each used a finger to steadily resist the attacking weapon.

The monk's knife bent and trembled, but it couldn't move forward for half a minute, including the iron rod, because the part that came into contact with the finger was twisted and deformed because of the force.

"Two little donors, why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"

Xuanzang is still smiling and kind, and his tone is gentle and makes people feel like a spring breeze.

A mouthful of silver teeth, shining in the sunlight that had just emerged from the clouds, eclipsed the glowing parts of the head.

Guangmou was the first to react, abandoned the blade, bowed down and said: "Nan Wu Amitabha, the little monk has been enlightened today, and he has decided to put down the butcher knife, destroy the demons in his heart, and concentrate on the Buddha from now on!"

But I already knew in my heart that the people in front of me were extraordinary, and they would definitely not be able to kill them, so it was better to borrow the donkey from the slope, and everyone could get by on face.

Guangzhi also reacted quickly, hurriedly threw away the iron rod, put his hands together and said: "The little monk entered the obstacle today, fortunately with the guidance of Master Xuanzang, and now he has decided to put down the butcher knife and turn his heart to my Buddha!

"Hehe, since you want to become a Buddha on the ground, the poor monk will help you and send you to the West Heaven to see the Buddha, and see if he can seal your Buddha's position!"

Xuanzang chuckled and finished speaking, and without waiting for the two to react, he gently pushed two punches at them, and his fists did not touch the two of them.

A fist wind blew, and the expressions of the two froze, and the sound of "bang" turned into two clouds of blood mist.

Between heaven and earth, a fresh breeze blew, and the blood mist drifted into the black ruins, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Poof!"

"Puff pass! puff pass ......"

Elder Jinchi knelt on the ground with weak legs, and then the monks who participated in the firewood setting fire last night also knelt on the ground one after another, and the monks of Xishan who did not know the situation on the periphery saw the old courtyard master kneeling, and they also knelt down one after another.

"Master Xuanzang spares his life!"

"Master, I don't want to become a Buddha yet......"

......

So the only people who could stand in the field were Xuanzang's master and apprentice, and the ground was full of monks crying and begging to be spared.

"Tut-tut, what did you do earlier, Master, these people don't have to work hard for you, my old grandson can arrange them with a stick!" Sun Wukong said sadly.

When everyone heard this, they were frightened and cried even harder.

"No, Master, I don't want to die yet!"

"Elder Sun, you are merciful, don't kill me!"

......

Xuanzang turned his head to look at Sun Wukong, curious: "Arrangement?"

"That's right, send them to the West Heaven!" Sun Wukong nodded.

"What kind of hell arrangement, do you think that the teacher is like such a murderous person, the monks should be compassionate, didn't they teach you before being a teacher?" Xuanzang said quietly.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, touched his head, thought about it seriously for a while, and then confirmed: "Master, you really haven't said anything before that monks have compassion!"

"You forgot!"

"I haven't forgotten, I think back ......"

"You forgot!"

"I haven't forgotten ......"

"Boom!"

"Do you dare to talk back to your teacher?!"

"Hey~ Master, don't fight, my grandson forgot, I don't have a good memory lately!"

Sun Wukong returned to the side of the white dragon horse aggrievedly, with a somewhat painful expression.

When the white dragon horse saw it, he couldn't help but snort, revealing a neat mouth of horse teeth and screaming.

"I'm, I'm, I'm ......"

The horse's face has an extremely rich expression, as if he is mocking Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at the white dragon horse in a hurry, and dared to laugh at him Monkey King, the Monkey King, raised his hand and smashed it down on the horse's head.

"Boom!"

"You are a horse, not a donkey, what are you screaming!

The white dragon horse was smashed with a "howl", and ran out of the courtyard gate with a smoke, looking at Sun Wukong angrily.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong threatened: "If you look at me like this again, I will smash you! Not to mention, the feeling of smashing your head is actually quite comfortable......

felt the feeling just now and rubbed his hands, Sun Wukong couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

No wonder the master always hammers the top of my grandson's head, it turns out that the hammer head feels so good!

The white dragon horse turned the horse's head away, and then lowered his head and went to graze.

Xuanzang looked at the monks kneeling on the ground and raised his hand to get them up.

But as soon as he raised his hand, the monks nearby collapsed backwards in fright, exclaiming: "Holy monk, don't kill us!"

Xuanzang sighed in his heart, "This group of monks thinks too badly of poor monks!"

He put down his hand and said, "Get up, I won't hurt you!"

"Really?"

"Amitabha, of course it's true, monks don't speak!"

The monks rose one after another, and Elder Jinchi had already fainted with fright, and was carried to a room that had not been engulfed in flames.

Xuanzang used his mana to condense a water ball the size of a fist and smashed it on Elder Jinchi's face.

Seeing this, the onlookers were dumbfounded, it turned out that this was a master who knew how to cultivate the true and wonderful law, no wonder he couldn't be injured by fire.

Elder Jinchi woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xuanzang smiling at him, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Master, the old man is wrong, I shouldn't be greedy, I listened to the slander of the two criminals, and committed such a wrong thing!"

"This matter, let's talk about it later, let me ask you first, is the robe lost?" asked Xuanzang Zhengse.

Elder Jin Chi then remembered that the brocade robe that he had managed to snatch had been lost, and he nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, mage, the old man will send someone to find it!"

Xuanzang waved his hand to stop: "No need, there is a black bear spirit near you?"

"What do you mean by that black bear spirit?" asked Elder Jin Chi curiously.

"Yes, I guess the robe has been stolen by the black blind man!"

"There is a Black Wind Mountain directly southeast of me, and there is a Black King in the Black Wind Caves. I often preach to him, and he should be what you call the black bear goblin!"

"How far is it?"

"It's about twenty miles, and the one who can see the top of the mountain is that!" Elder Jin Chi pointed in a direction.

"Hmm!, do it yourself!" Xuanzang smiled meaningfully, then turned around and walked out of the room.

After reciting a set of transcendent scriptures, he gave Guangmou and Guangzhi to transcendence, and gained 20 merit points.

"Wukong, let's go, let's go and get the robe back!"

"Where are you going, Master?"

"Twenty miles, there is a black blind man living in that mountain!" Xuanzang pointed, and in the distance, the mountain was faintly visible.

Xuanzang got on the horse, and Sun Wukong made a galloping footwork to follow behind.

Without whipping, the white dragon horse ran fast, carrying this Xuanzang in the direction of Black Wind Mountain.

Xuanzang secretly made a light flying method, the white dragon horse seemed to be running on the ground, but in fact, the horse's hooves were five or six centimeters above the ground, and he was running in the air.

After a while, the master and apprentice approached the Black Wind Mountain.

Although the name is called "Black Wind", this mountain has nothing to do with black, and the scenery is beautiful, like a 5A-level scenic spot.

Thousands of ravines compete for the stream, and thousands of cliffs compete for the show. The birds are gone, and the flowers are still fragrant. After the rain, the green wall is moist, and the wind comes to pine and roll the green screen.

Suddenly, the sun poured over the city, spreading everything with a layer of golden brilliance.

It's not like a monster's cave, it's more like a blessed land of immortals.

If it weren't for Sun Wukong's ability to see a faint demonic aura, maybe he would have really thought that he had entered that fairyland on earth.