Kunjo groaned in pain, his eyes full of fear.

Xuanzang stretched out his palm, and as soon as he shook the void, Guozhang became a huge fire man in an instant, and then turned into the original form, and the white deer was covered with blood-colored flames.

"Guozhang is actually a deer spirit! Oh my God, it's so sensational!"

"What is the origin of that monk, he has such a strange method!"

......

Xuanzang clapped his hands, and completely exerted the power of the ancient spirit blood Jiyan, and in the next breath, with a "poof", the blood-colored fireworks directly burned him to ashes, leaving only a pile of black substance in place.

The white-faced fox spirit was already frightened stupid at this time, and it didn't react until the white deer spirit died, and turned into a cold light and wanted to escape outside the palace.

Xuanzang just snapped his fingers, and the fox spirit fell down in the air and turned into a white-faced fox with a body of hundreds of feet, which directly frightened everyone present and fled in all directions.

"Please, spare me!" came the vixen's voice begging for mercy.

Xuanzang shook his head, too lazy to entangle with this kind of sassy fox, and directly punched out, the fox spirit was killed on the spot, and the body was included in the avenue space.

A blood-colored flame on the magic field danced by itself, Xuanzang beckoned, and the Eternal Spirit Blood Jiyan flew into his hand and then integrated into his body.

After the blood and fire entered his body, he vaguely noticed a slight difference, the Eternal Spirit Blood Jiyan seemed to have a slight increase in power after burning the white deer essence to ashes, and the speed of refining the flesh body had also increased slightly.

Could it be that this eternal spirit blood can use the flesh of living beings as fuel and turn it into food for self-promotion?

Xuanzang made up his mind in his heart, and when he had the opportunity, he would do a few more experiments to see if his guess was true.

If this speculation is true, then there is another big family on himself who recovers the corpse.

On the court, all the officials and soldiers had fled, leaving only Xuanzang standing on top of the huge court.

There was another person, the king of the bhikshu kingdom, who fainted on the dragon bed and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the guards did not care about him.

Xuanzang came directly to the royal city slowly, stamped the customs clearance seal, and then transmitted the divine consciousness Sun Wukong and others to meet in the royal city.

The master and apprentice got on the road again and left the bhikshu country directly in the RV.

After the death of the prince and the vixen, the king also unfortunately died, and the crown prince succeeded to the throne and ordered the release of the innocent boy, but the news that the prince and the concubine were goblins was gagrated by the new king, and the matter was strictly forbidden to spread.

Therefore, the ordinary people outside the royal city thought that a monk died that day, and then their children were released and returned home, and by word of mouth, the monk was described as a virtuous monk who was willing to exchange his life for the lives of thousands of children.

Although people did not know the monk's name, they built a golden statue for him, and designated this day as 'Liberation Day', which has been passed down for thousands of years, and the legend has been evolved into several versions.

The selfishness and evil thoughts in people's hearts have been covered up by the years, and what is left behind is the fearless spirit of the monk who sacrificed himself to save others.

......

Along the way, the master and apprentice stopped and stopped, toured the mountains and rivers, drank and collected, and were so unhappy.

After a few months, we came to a misty place, with high mountains and trees on the left and a large black pine forest on the right.

The mountain road is rugged, steep, tall and dozens of meters, and the huge canopy covers the sky and the sun.

There are large pine trees and small pine trees in the black pine forest, and the staggered distribution of different heights is distributed in this place, which is dense and cannot be entered by RVs.

Everyone got out of the RV and went directly into the black pine forest to continue walking.

......

In the bottomless pit of the Hollow Mountain lives a great demon king who is cultivated by a golden immortal, who is famous in this radius of thousands of miles, and calls himself Banjie Guanyin, also known as Mrs. Diyong, and even the land and mountain gods dare not offend easily.

Previously, she stole the fragrant flowers and treasures of the Buddha in Lingshan, and the father and son of the Buddha took her, and after being let go by the Buddha, she recognized Li Tianwang as her father, recognized the third prince of Nezha as her brother, and set up incense in her own demon cave in the nether realm, so as to show her background and the extraordinaryness of her heels.

Every 30 years, a lotus festival will be held in the cave, inviting the nearby demon kings and priests to come to eat together, and by the way, they will pay tribute to the three princes of Tota Li Tianwang and Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society.

After several lotus conferences, the majesty of Lady Diyong has become more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if the Great Demon King who has cultivated more than her, he will not dare to easily offend this Banshee King who has a backer.

Since Lady Diyong became a jing, she has followed the path of Hehuan cultivation, which has plagued countless monks, and the men who met her were all sucked dry of Yuanyang and died.

Hundreds of miles away from the Empty Mountain, there were originally three sects of cultivating immortals, after the arrival of Mrs. Diyong, the three factions were confined, and the male cultivators among them became their own forbidden and playthings, these three sects have almost died out over the years, and there are few people left.

Although Mrs. Diyong is cruel and murderous, the local land and mountain gods dare not report to the heavenly court, who asked someone to have a heavenly king as the backstage?

If it is reported, it will definitely anger the Heavenly King, and he will be retaliated against afterwards, or wearing a small shoe is not something that these little hairy gods can bear, so they can only turn a blind eye and not see it at all.

Inside the bottomless pit, the eerie phosphorus fire beats from time to time with the breeze entering the cave.

Such a gloomy environment made the rat spirits feel comfortable and safe, and on a high seat sat a pretty young woman with snowy skin and white feathers on her head.

I saw that she had delicate facial features and a graceful figure, and she was practicing with her eyes closed.

"Grandma, the little ones heard the news, the Tang monk who learned the scriptures is about to arrive in the black pine forest!"

"What did you say?"

Lady Diyong opened her eyes, and a deep green light shot out of them.

"Grandma, the little ones heard that Tang Seng is coming soon!" the little demon repeated the words again.

Lady Diyong had a look of ecstasy on her face and burst out laughing in the cave.

"Just, okay, if you get the Yuanyang of Tang Seng, it will be enough for Mrs. Ben to be promoted to Taiyi Golden Immortal!"

After Mrs. Diyong finished speaking, she swept her senses, and directly passed through the layers of obstacles, and saw that near the black pine forest, Xuanzang and others were walking through the black pine forest step by step.

"Is it already here so soon...... It is said that the monkey is difficult, I have to think of a clever trick to get close to that Tang Seng first!"

As soon as the aura on Mrs. Diyong's body was collected, she turned into a beautiful village girl, and then flew directly to the sky above the black pine forest.

"Master, someone used his divine sense to investigate this place just now, and it is estimated that there are any cultivators nearby!" Sun Wukong secretly said.

Xuanzang nodded, indicating that he already knew.

After walking for a while, they heard a woman's shout in front of them.

"Help, help!"

The village girl who was transformed by Mrs. Diyong was tied to a large pine tree with rope, and her clothes were torn into strips of cloth.