Chapter 33 The Little White Dragon's Journey

After Xie Yun distributed 200,000 merits to Ao Yan, he called all the remaining merits on the Liuhe Monument.

"This monument is broken today, or it is exploded, or it is turned into powder, and it will not ask you for a trace of merit, so take it away for me quickly!"

"Hurry up and take it, didn't you hear what this monument said?"

"Take it...... Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh The painting style of the Liuhe stele changed abruptly, and he squinted his eyes and began to moan.

The cracks on its body disappeared completely, and it was also plated with a golden body of merit on the stele, and even a small circle of merit on the back of its head.

Shine in gold!

The Liuhe monument blooms with brilliant Buddha light up and down, just like the holy weapon of Buddhism, which makes people look at it, and a sense of worship rises in their hearts.

"Master, my trick is good, enough to blind the opponent, and then slap him to death with a tablet. The Liuhe Monument was covered in golden light, but its voice was extremely obscene.

Hiss!

This broken monument, who did you learn from, shameless!

Xie Yun gasped, then slapped the Liuhe Monument, and said angrily: "How to use the golden light is your business, but now you have turned off the golden light to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu's eyes hurt." ”

"It's not a big deal that your golden light has been on, Bendi recommends that you might as well flash at a special frequency to blind your opponent and then sneak attack. ”

"The master is the master, and the opinion is not ordinary. Liuhe Monument said with sincere admiration.

Ao Yan, who was eavesdropping next to him, broke out in cold sweat on his head.

The body of the Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor has rarely met opponents, and with the Liuhe Monument, whoever dares to fight with the Immortal Emperor in the future is afraid that Yasheng will suffer a big loss if he is not careful.

"Old dragon stick!" Liuhe Monument suddenly shouted.

"What's the matter?" Ao Yan subconsciously looked up.

Eat my set of golden light!

Before Ao Yan could react, he almost blinded the golden light of the mad demon dance, and was about to cover his eyes when he heard a sharp sound of breaking the air.

Bang!

The dignified Dragon King of the West Sea, before he could react, took a look at his face, and let the black tablet of the Liuhe Monument die of yin.

"It's really weak, it seems that only a strong person like Da Luo Jin Immortal or even a quasi-saint can be used as a whetstone to perfect this monument's set of tactics. Liuhebei looked at Ao Yan, who was on the ground and had a bag on his head, and said in defeat.

"System, I reported Liuhebei for maliciously hurting teammates. ”

"Ding, the reporting system is verifying, congratulations to the host for the successful report, and the host will be rewarded with a heavenly imperial dining room. ”

Xie Yun picked up the Liuhe Monument, and after a symbolic beating, he warned: "In the future, without the order of the Emperor, you dare to do it without permission, be careful that the Emperor will calcine you to ashes." ”

"Got it, master, you better take a look at the old dragon's stick, I know that he is so unbeaten, and he has just hit a little hard. ”

Ao Yan, who fell next to him, already had more air in and less air out, and he was about to be cool.

Xie Yun took a small sip of innate nectar water, put it in his mouth, and sprayed it on the back of Ao Yan's head, and the half-fist-sized bag decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The medicinal effect of innate nectar water is powerful, and Ao Yan wakes up slowly.

"Break the monument, you will reflect in the small world of Xuling in the future, when you know where you are wrong, write a review of 500,000 words, and the emperor will let you out. After Xie Yun finished speaking, he was about to leave the small world with Ao Yan.

"500,000! This monument should also be handwritten!" said Liuhe Monument.

"The Immortal Emperor is fair and selfless, this monument is a lack of discipline. Ao Yan smiled and complimented.

"Master, you might as well burn me!" Liuhebei gave up resistance and fell straight down, smashing the ground into a deep pit.

"Smash the flowers and plants, add 100,000 words to review!"

",, Master, you can't do this to me!" Liuhe Monument saw that Xie Yun was really about to leave the small world, and hurriedly stood up and shouted.

"Self-inflicted. After Xie Yun finished speaking, he completely closed the passage in and out of the small world of Xuling.

This kind of private small world can only be found by the owner.

After some tossing, after returning to the main hall, Xie Yun was about to leave with everyone.

The journey to the west is long, and learning from experience is a major event in life.

"Immortal Emperor, the dog is entrusted to you, if there is anything wrong with this son, scold when you should scold, beat you when you should beat, don't be merciful. Ao Lie pushed the little white dragon to Xie Yun's side.

The little white dragon shook his head and said, "Immortal Emperor, karma, if the little dragon eats a horse of yours, he should turn into a horse and serve you." ”

"Come on. Xie Yun nodded, waved his hand and tore open a spatial crack, leading straight to the Eagle Stream.

The little white dragon consciously turned into a white horse with a thin body and dry hair.

"Master, come up. "The little white dragon spoke badly and leaked.

Xie Yun fixed his eyes and saw that the teeth of this thing had almost fallen out, and only the back molars were still there.

"Master, get on the horse. Sun Wukong led the horse and said.

Xie Yun sighed, but rode the little white dragon and continued on the road.

When the eagle came out of the stream, it was already dusk.

There is a river next to the path, and there are houses not far from the river, and the smoke of cooking is rising.

On the dead tree in front of him, an obscure crow was croaking, and the little white dragon under his crotch was already panting with exhaustion.

"Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. ”

"The ancient road is a thin horse with a west wind, and the sun is setting. ”

"People who learn from the scriptures are at the end of the world. ”

Xie Yun sighed and finished reciting the poem and said, "Let's go, go to the house in front of you to rest." ”

"De Ling, master, good poetry, good poetry!" Sun Wukong gave a thumbs up.

"Although the literary accomplishment of the teacher is not high, it is more than enough to teach a few of you. Xie Yun nodded with satisfaction.

This monkey has been with him for so long, and finally his brain has opened up, and he will be a sycophant.

"What the master said is very true, your level is average!"

"Wukong!" Xie Yun shouted with a dark face.

"What's the matter?" As soon as Sun Wukong turned around, he kicked a long way away and collided with the tiger demon who was taking the lead.

"Splash monkey, humble yourself for the teacher, are you still serious?" Xie Yun felt that it was necessary for him to write a book "The Self-cultivation of Sycophants" and let Sun Wukong read it two or three times.

The little white dragon swallowed his saliva, stopped panting, lowered his head and quickened his pace.

The dignified demon clan Monkey King, said the wrong word, and actually let the Immortal Emperor kick as a ball, and he didn't dare to complain, if he wanted to say the wrong thing, wouldn't he be kicked to death?

Looking at the sky, horses are having a hard time, when will they be able to learn from the experience and go home successfully!

On the first day of the little white dragon's study, he was homesick.

What he didn't know was that his father, the Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Yan, was now gathering the other three dragon kings and was holding a banquet in the White Jade Hall, boasting wildly.

"This king not only hugged the thigh of the Eight Desolation Immortal Emperor, my third son is still the Immortal Emperor's official mount, and Heavenly Court is now a ball for my Xihai!" Ao Yan was already drunk and said arrogantly.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, was taken aback and said hurriedly: "Third brother, be cautious!"

Ao Yan unleashed the coercion of his golden immortal.

"Hehe, I'm afraid of Mao, I follow the Immortal Emperor, does the Jade Emperor dare to touch me?"

"Day, this thing really went shit luck. The other three dragon kings were red-eyed.

For the Dragon Clan, as long as they break the shackles of the Golden Immortal Period, it is not difficult to cultivate into a Daluo Golden Immortal or even a quasi-saint, and the Dragon Clan of the West Sea is about to develop.

When Ao Yan smiled and accepted the compliments of the three dragon kings, he didn't know that his third son already had the intention of running home.

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