A gentle breeze blew, and the stone flew with the wind and disappeared into place. To be precise, it should be turned into powder and drifted away with the wind.

Tang Sanzang's face was shocked, he originally thought that the monkey had wilted, but he didn't expect that that seemingly simple punch could directly smash the stone into powder.

You must know that it is not terrible to smash stones, as long as you have the strength, you can do it. But to smash a stone into powder, you don't just need a lot of power, you need to have enough control over it. Moreover, the demon monkey in front of him couldn't help but smash the stone into powder, and it could still keep its original shape, if it weren't for the gentle wind blowing, he wouldn't have seen that the stone had become a pile of powder.

Sun Wukong saw Tang Sanzang's stunned appearance, and his heart was very satisfied, Tang Sanzang stood in place, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to drip on his forehead. Look at the appearance of the demon monkey, it must be the person who will take revenge, in the future, we will rush together, this is not to ask for Lao Tzu's life!

A cool breeze hit, Tang Sanzang's body couldn't help but shiver, the two looked at each other, Sun Wukong had ignorance in his eyes, on the other hand, Tang Sanzang's eyes were full of deep fear.

"Monk, relax, don't be so nervous. Sun Wukong walked slowly, smiled and patted Tang Sanzang's arm, "My old grandson is also a Monkey King who makes trouble in the sky, and he won't bully a weak chicken like you." ”

Sun Wukong's words seem to be comforting, but in fact they are more like showing off their strength.

Nima, actually said that Lao Tzu is a weak chicken? Tang Sanzang was uneven in his heart, he was also a national teacher of the court, but thinking of this monkey's methods, thinking about it carefully, in fact, it was good to be a weak chicken, at least he would not be bullied.

Immediately, he smiled awkwardly: "The donor is really a large number of adults, and the poor monk is really ashamed of himself!"

Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, and said confidently: "Don't worry, there is my grandson to protect you along the way, and no monster dares to come to trouble you!"

Damn, Guanyin said so, and now this demon monkey also says so, it seems that not only the gods are very arrogant, but this monster also likes to brag!

Tang Sanzang stared at Sun Wukong's back, and really hoped that he was telling the truth, otherwise this road would be dangerous!

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The two walked slowly on the path in the forest, Sun Wukong was bouncing in front of him with a golden hoop stick, looking left and right, Tang Sanzang followed behind on a big horse, and his heart was up and down.

"Wukong, can you put that stick away, it's dazzling me. ”

Sun Wukong turned around and stared at Tang Sanzang with both eyes, "What, do you have an opinion about my old Sun?" or you go ahead, and I will be behind." ”

"Forget it!, actually, that's it, it's pretty good. Tang Sanzang said hesitantly, and said in his heart, what are you kidding, if you let you go behind me, and suddenly a stick stabs me, then Lao Tzu will die! In contrast, he still feels that it is safer to be like this now.

"┗|'O′|┛嗷~~" A tiger roar came from the forest next to it, hearing the sound, the two stopped, and a voice sounded in their hearts at the same time, I damn it, I haven't eaten meat for a long time!

In a moment, a large white-fronted tiger with large eyes blocked the path in front of them, blocking the way of the two. Animals have their own wisdom, this tiger is no exception, it saw these two figures in the forest from a distance, and its heart was happy, it seems that today's dinner has been settled.

It was in the middle of the road, staring straight at the two figures in front of it, and saw one of them riding a white horse, looking strong and strong, with a gloomy face and full of evil spirits. The other monkey-headed human body, although it had a playful face, gave it a more dangerous feeling.

Damn, these two are ruthless characters at first glance, hurry up and slip away! Immediately, the tiger decisively gave up this arrest in his heart, turned around and ran. Especially when it looked at the burning gaze in the eyes of the two of them, it had the illusion that it was their food.

The tiger turned around and wanted to leave this place, but Tang Sanzang would let it get his wish, he slapped his palm on the horse's back, his body immediately flew up, and shouted: "Where to go!"

The tiger turned its head and looked at it, and was so frightened that it was shocked, and saw that the burly guy, holding a Zen staff and a murderous face, was flying towards it. Immediately, he turned around decisively and ran wildly towards the forest.

Nima, today is really a disadvantage! The monk I met is an impostor!

The tiger ran wildly while secretly lamenting his bad luck today. In its opinion, aren't all monks compassionate? Aren't they all soft? This guy in front of him is not only burly, but also full of murderous energy, isn't this a fake monk?

Seeing the tiger entering the forest, Tang Sanzang stepped up, how could he let it go so easily. I saw his body rise into the air, and his feet stepped on the small sapling, as if he were running on the flat ground. With the help of strength, he bounced up, his legs sometimes kicked the trunk of the tree, and his body kept shuttling back and forth in the forest.

"Die!" Tang Sanzang's eyes were slightly drunk, and he shouted. Staring at the figure running in front of him, he directly threw out the Zen staff in his hand, the Zen staff was horizontal in the air, Tang Sanzang hit it with one palm, and the horizontal Zen staff was like an arrow feather, heading straight for the tiger.

"Whew!" the staff struck the tiger on the back, causing it to let out a scream.

Tang Sanzang flew to the ground, looked ahead, and slowly walked forward, only to see the tiger's body lying in a pool of blood, and there was no movement.

"Amitabha! "Amitabha! Tang Sanzang clasped his palms together, put them on his chest, and bowed deeply to the tiger lying in a pool of blood, "If the poor monk doesn't kill you, he is afraid that more people will die in your mouth." ”

Immediately, Tang Sanzang took out a small knife from his sleeve and directly disemboweled the tiger, and in less than a moment, an intact tiger skin appeared in his hand, and it could be seen from his knife technique that this guy usually did not do this less.

There were dry branches everywhere in the forest, and Tang Sanzang didn't take a few steps before returning to the same place with a bunch of dry branches. He lit the pile of dead branches, raised a pile of firewood, and smoked the skewers on top of the flames.

After a while, the blood-red fresh meat gradually turned golden in color under the smoke of the flames. Tang Sanzang took out some small packets from his sleeve, which were wrapped with various spices. He scattered the spices on top of the roasted meat, and within a moment, the aroma of the meat was coming out.

"Hey, anyway, you're dead, don't waste this body of meat, it just so happens that the poor monk hasn't eaten, and this meat should be used to accumulate virtue for you. Tang Sanzang muttered to himself while sprinkling spices, his face full of sadness.