The white dragon travels 3,000 miles a day, and the clouds and mist surround the two sides.

Sha Seng sat on the left horn of the little white dragon, he was making lunch, the fork of the dragon's horn was just enough to put a pot, and then put in the master's favorite condiment hot pot base, and then put in the kun meat hunted by the senior brother, although the taste can not be said to be superb, but there are also some different flavors.

"It's time to eat. ”

The sand monk took a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the monkey, who glanced at the fish soup with crooked eyes, and continued to look back at the golden Saiyan hairstyle.

If the senior brother doesn't eat it, then it's good for the master.

Sha Seng looked at Fahai, Fahai sat in the middle of the dragon's back, the distance was relatively far, fortunately Sha Seng's voice was loud, "Master, it's time to eat." ”

On the back of the dragon, Fahai sat upright with five hearts facing the sky, "Don't eat!"

Sha Seng looked at the sea and didn't eat, and looked back at a large pot of fish soup and was worried.

The white dragon maha lazi below flowed for a long time, "Third senior brother, and me, senior brother and master don't eat, I'll eat!"

Sha Seng directly pushed the pot down, the white dragon's tongue flicked, accurately caught the iron pot, Mei Zizi drank the bottom to the sky, and then used his tongue to brush the bottom of the iron pot clean, shiny, and with a flick, the pot fell steadily on his dragon horn fork.

Behind the dragon, Fahai quietly looked at the clouds in the sky and fell into deep thought.

In the battle of Yang Village, Yang Li Daxian almost wiped himself out with just a clone.

If you are only this strength, then when you arrive in Che Chi Kingdom, how can you fight with the three demons?

You must know that the sheep power is only the weakest one, and there are deer power immortals and tiger power immortals above it.

One of the weakest doppelgangers is like this, how can this western heaven go on?

Fahai opened the comic book in his hand, and the vague shadow of the Yangli Daxian in the book was still there, but the huge real body of the Yangli Daxian behind the blurred shadow was like a mountain pressing a little monk.

It won't work like this!

I had to find the gap between us.

Is the mana of the sheep stronger than mine? He himself was surprised that my mana was saved, and even, if the monkey hadn't interrupted, my mana would have been able to burst his Great Wilderness Altar Artifact!

Is Yang Li's Dao comprehension higher than mine? It is impossible! I can comprehend the mystery of it just by looking at his eyes, and I can deduce the seventh-level cosmic civilization by listening to some of his words, so there is no possibility of comprehension!

Then there is only one defect left.

Combat experience.

Yang Li has lived for so long, and his experience in fighting is far beyond that of himself, a traverser of more than 20 years.

Along the way, he took himself to deal with the enemy, and he was all knocked down with one punch, and he had no fighting skills at all, so he was swallowed by the power of the sheep in the process of the Great Wilderness Altar, and he was almost sucked into a waste.

If it is a duel between Wukong and Yang Li, as long as Yang Li is bad, the monkey can see it at a glance, and then pull Yang Li's head off with a backhand slap.

However, then again, if you just increase your combat experience, then the potential ratio will be much slower!

Combat experience is not a thing that can be taught or passed on, but it needs to be fought and explored one by one, to be honest, this process is a footcloth, smelly and long.

So, is there a way to fight in a short time and avoid the bug of lack of combat experience?

Yes!

The high realm suppresses the lower realm!

It's like Fahai's previous battle scene, the other party appears, Fahai appears, punch seriously, the next level!

Efficient, worry-free, industry example!

Fahai looked up and read, "In the final analysis, the realm of poor monks is too low." ”

The monkey listened to Fahai's words and said, "Master, can we not pretend to be forced between our master and apprentice, you are only a few years old, and the realm is almost infant, if you are older, what is the use of us!"

Fahai looked at the monkey, "The poor monk doesn't need the three of you at all, it's the three of you who have to follow the poor monk, if it weren't for the fact that the main quest can only be picked up by four people, the poor monk wants to kill the three of you now!"

The monkey scratched his ears, "Master, my ears are calloused." ”

Fahai said, "In other words, what is the use of that flood altar?"

The monkey was stunned, "Master, what are you asking that? We don't have that thing, do we?"

Fahai raised his left hand, his five fingers slowly stood up, and in Fahai's palm, brilliant golden Sanskrit words diffused, and in the Sanskrit array, a miniature altar of the size of a fingernail appeared in Sun Wukong's field of vision.

The monkey's eyes widened when he saw this, "This, this is—"

Fahai said, "The Flood Altar of Yang Li, now, it's mine!"

The monkey's footsteps were exaggerated, and he spoke incoherently, "Fuck, I'm set, the horse sells beer! How can this be! You were all eaten by the sheep power at that time, how can you still succeed in winning the house, is that the sheep power a waste!"

Fahai's face was calm, "Wukong, we are monks, monks abstain from anger and anger, you can't speak, please don't bring uncivilized words like lying groove when you speak." ”

The monkey said, "Strictly speaking, the Great Wilderness Altar can't actually be regarded as a magic weapon, it's a consumable. “

Fahai listened to the monkey's words and became interested, "Consumables, what do you say?"

The monkey said, "No one knows about the birth of the Great Wilderness Altar, even my grandson can't figure out where this thing came from, but one thing is certain, this thing is the kind of scarce resource, the kind of treasure that uses one less one!" There are three uses for it, the first is to reserve mana, the master saw it, this thing is like a bottomless pit that can devour mana infinitely, so many powerful people have refined the Great Wilderness Altar and infused it with endless mana.

Fahai said, "What about the second and third?

The monkey looked at the anxious appearance of the Fahai monkey, and accelerated, "The second supernatural power is immortality! To use mana to reserve this kind of treasure, in fact, there have always been a lot of them in the Three Realms, but the most amazing thing about the Great Wilderness Altar is that it can continuously and automatically absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth to supply its master, that is to say, you have a move with a master who has a Great Wilderness Altar, and the other party carries a steady stream of mana engines, and he will replenish as much as he uses, and it will be inexhaustible! And the other party has reserve mana, and there is no need to be killed in seconds! In a sense, having the Great Wilderness Altar is equivalent to having an immortal body. ”

"As for the third supernatural power, it is the last supernatural power of the Great Wilderness Altar - Sacrifice! This move is very anti-heavenly, and it can provide the user with more than a level of mana strength at a critical time, for example, the master is now the Dharma Protector Eightfold Heaven, if you sacrifice this Great Wilderness Altar, then you will obtain the power of the Vajra Eightfold Heaven!"

Fahai's eyes lit up, staring at the Great Wilderness Altar in the palm of his hand, "Good baby! Store mana, absorb mana, speed up recovery, and improve combat power at a critical time, such a treasure, the poor monk needs it too much! ”

On one side, Sha Seng said, "Master, didn't that Xiang Wei say before that there are many such altars in the Great Wilderness?

Hearing this, the monkey shouted angrily, "Shut up! If you say this, how many monster wives will be separated and families will be ruined! Do you want to kill the monsters on the way to learn the scriptures?"

Fahai stood beside the monkey and said gloomily, "Sure enough, your heart to protect the monster is better than protecting the poor monk." ”

The monkey shuddered, "Master, I misunderstood, my grandson just thinks that it is better not to kill the monks because of their compassion." ”

Fahai smiled, "Did the poor monk say that he killed life? The poor monk just wants to take back the altar of the Great Wilderness. ”

The monkey said, "Master, don't say this kind of joke, you and I are so familiar, this kind of talk can only deceive outsiders, really do it, one punch, it's a map cannon at all!"

Fahai said, "In that case, I'll give you an altar." ”

Hearing this, the monkey gritted his teeth and said, "At least three!"

Fahai Road, "Two!"

The monkey said, "Deal!"