In the little dragon kept hurrying, wearing stars and moons, and finally sent Tang Sanzang to the Tongtian River.

"Holy monk, there is the Tongtian River ahead. The little one felt that there was a demonic aura permeating the vicinity, so please be careful with the holy monk. ”

The little dragon put down Tang Sanzang, foaming at the mouth, and said vaguely.

"Do you want to rest first, and help the poor monk explore the way by the way?" Xuanzang sincerely sent out the invitation again.

"No...... No, the little one is unfamiliar with life, and he can't help much. ”

The little dragon was startled, and thought that if he continued to follow this demon monk, he was afraid that he would die halfway.

"By the way, Holy Monk, there is great terror in the north, please don't go there. When the little dragon was leaving, he gave an explanation.

"North?" Xuanzang groaned and thanked the little dragon.

The little dragon looked at Xuanzang who was holding up the nine-ring tin staff, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Go to death, Tang Sanzang, this Tongtian River is surrounded by demonic energy! Except for a village in the north that has a little spiritual energy protection, it is a dead end wherever you go!"

But he didn't wait long for the little dragon to be happy, and then he watched Tang Sanzang walk briskly towards the north with a smile on his face.

"This ......" The little dragon's face suddenly darkened.

Ma Dan, didn't this king say that there is a great terror in the north? Why is he still going there, is he not afraid of death?

"Holy monk, you can't go north. The little dragon shouted at Tang Sanzang, but Tang Sanzang walked faster than anyone else.

It's over, and this king can't hurt him, what should I do? Is this revenge against this king not avenged?

The little dragon covered his face and cried more than anyone else.

Xuanzang walked towards the north for half an hour, and the wind and waves were calm along the way, and nothing happened.

"Didn't you say that there was a great terror in the north? ”

Xuanzang became more and more angry, and he wanted to turn back and knock the little dragon on the head with a nine-ring tin rod, asking him if he was lying to himself.

"It made the poor monk so happy, but there was no one who could fight, phew!"

Xuanzang looked displeased, and wanted to move on, but he heard a festive suona sound.

"Someone is doing a happy event? The poor monk also happens to be hungry, so let's go forward. ”

Xuanzang silently touched the basin in his arms, and then walked forward briskly with a smile.

"The elder is from the Tang Dynasty thousands of miles away?"

The people of Chenjiazhuang were shocked when they heard Xuanzang's origin.

"Ahem, in order to learn from the great cause, even if it is a little farther, what does it matter. Xuanzang smiled slightly, and then continued: "Kind benefactor, can the poor monk turn his fate to you?"

"Yes, since he is a senior monk of the Tang Dynasty, this is naturally no problem. ”

The people in Chenjiazhuang were enthusiastic, and then took out a bowl of steaming vegetables from the house and greeted them with a smile.

"Holy monk, if you have time, will you go to Chen San's house for a walk later? The person from Chenjiazhuang suggested with a smile.

"That's natural, if there is a great event, the poor monk naturally wants to go over and bless it. Xuanzang smiled and stretched out the cornucopia.

The cornucopia, which was full of eighty centimeters in diameter, was placed directly in front of the people in Chenjiazhuang, and the people in Chenjiazhuang suddenly panicked.

Horse eggs, the bowl in Lao Tzu's hand is only seven or eight centimeters in size, where are you in this big pot, do you want to eat us?

"Did the holy monk take the wrong pot?" asked the people from Chenjiazhuang embarrassedly, Xuanzang shook his head, saying that the poor monk had always used this pot to eat.

"Holy monk, don't joke with us, if this pot is full, it will be enough for more than ten people to eat for a day. ”

The people in Chenjiazhuang looked helpless and shook their heads.

"A poor monk only needs one rice to suffice. Xuanzang smiled slightly, and then took a piece of rice from the hands of the people in Chenjiazhuang.

Everyone looked at each other, and said in their hearts, "This monk is not stupid, one rice can be full?

"Elder, don't be joking, how can there be a truth in this world that a single rice can be fed?"

"Really?" Xuanzang squinted his eyes, thinking that the poor monk didn't believe it, if this cornucopia dared not produce rice, the poor monk would go back to find the Great Trend Bodhisattva to return it!

No, it's a break before retreating, hum hum!

So, Xuanzang threw down a piece of rice with a smile and said with a smile: "Everyone, please look!"

A large group of people from Chenjiazhuang surrounded them.

Half a minute later, the rice was still one.

Three minutes later, the rice was still one.

Ten minutes later, the rice was still one.

Xuanzang: "@#¥%"

Ma Dan, what kind of garbage is this cornucopia, it's useless? It makes the poor monk embarrassed in vain.

Xuanzang was furious, grabbed the cornucopia and lifted it on his head, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the cornucopia, and then a large field of white rice was sprinkled like a heavy rain.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for making a death threat cornucopia, the cornucopia is so frightened that he throws a hundred catties of rice, and rewards experience points +5!"

Xuanzang: "???"

Xuanzang was stunned for a moment, then stared at this cornucopia with wide eyes, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Dead end, what kind of magical treasure is this, it still has spirituality, and can brush up on experience points? Isn't this ......?"

Xuanzang's face was full of surprise, and then he threw down the Dragon Transformation Pill and shook it again.

I saw the cornucopia shiver, and then there was a buzzing sound, and the Dragon Transformation Pill was directly spit out by the cornucopia.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for killing and pouring down the cornucopia, the cornucopia loses its senses, and rewards +100 experience points!"

"No, don't do this, at least you have to conjure up another dragon god pill for the poor monk." ”

Xuanzang continued to grab the cornucopia and shook it, and then the cornucopia threw out a large pile of rice with a clatter.

"If you are sick, the poor monk does not worry about eating and drinking, what do you do with the rice?"

Xuanzang was angry and spat at the cornucopia, and then the cornucopia finally stopped moving and stopped casually making rice.

The people of Chenjiazhuang were all stunned by Xuanzang's immortal methods, as if they saw the gods descending to earth, revealing extremely worshipful looks.

"Holy monk! is worthy of being a holy monk from the Tang Dynasty, and he really has great powers and extraordinary skills. ”

"Such an immortal method is simply many times stronger than the King of Inspiration!"

"Yes, Holy Monk, please save Chenjiazhuang. ”

"That's right, please ask the Holy Monk to help the innocent children in Chenjiazhuang. ”

Many people in Chenjiazhuang on the field all knelt down, and those women and children even cried and begged Tang Sanzang to make a move.

"Let's be quiet, if the King of Inspiration knows, our Chenjiazhuang will suffer a lot of bad luck. ”

Among the people in Chenjiazhuang, someone reminded him, and everyone on the field was so frightened that they immediately stopped crying, and they all pinned their hopes on Xuanzang.

"Is the King of Inspiration?" Xuanzang touched his nose and suppressed the strong impulse in his heart.

"It's really good, I finally let the poor monk catch a monster that is making waves!" Xuanzang looked excited, and then smiled at everyone.

"When the road is uneven, you should draw a sword to help. Since the poor monk is the hope of the whole village, of course, the poor monk is duty-bound, and he will meet this so-called inspiration king for a while. ”

Xuanzang smiled faintly, and the nine-ring tin staff made a pleasant sound.

Faintly, a Buddha light slowly rose from behind Xuanzang.

Seeing this, everyone bowed and worshiped again, reciting Xuanzang's immeasurable virtue.