Chapter 100: Arriving in Chechi Country
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"No, no, no, the old pig doesn't learn anymore, Xiaolong, you play slowly. โ
There is a problem with this exercise, and there is a risk of variants.
Zhu Bajie thought about it, as if he had seen a ghost, and ran away.
"Second Senior Brother, if you don't call, you won't call, what are you running, can't I let you learn?"
The little white dragon didn't know it, he was a little angry, and rolled his eyes at Zhu Bajie's fat ass.
"Senior Brother Long, you'd better take a look at yourself. โ
Sun Wukong's pair of fiery eyes bloomed with golden light, and he spoke.
"Senior brother, what kind of eyes do you have, they are still shining, is my little white dragon so handsome?"
Hey?
Isn't that right?
Senior brother shouldn't envy me, right?
The next moment, the little white dragon came back to his senses and thought about it, it stands to reason that the exercises that the master gave to the senior brother should not be worse than his own, so why does the senior brother envy himself?
Seems to be able to hang yourself?
He felt more and more that Sun Wukong's eyes were wrong, and then he looked at Tang Sen again, and he was even more puzzled.
"Master, senior brother, why are you looking at me like this, do you have a flower on me?"
The little white dragon didn't understand, and subconsciously looked at himself.
"Damn, what's the situation, my fluttering white clothes..."
"I rub it, how did my hands turn black, oh my god what's going on!?"
When he saw it clearly, he screamed in horror, and the wine suddenly woke up, and he raised his hands to check it over and over, and looked at his own clothes.
"Master, what's going on, how did my hands turn black?"
The little white dragon was about to cry, even if his white clothes turned black, even his hands were black, he realized that this was not good, there were signs of changing races.
In ancient legends, there is the Black Dragon Clan, they are powerful, indifferent and brutal, they are the demons of the Dragon Clan, and in the end, the power of the Three Realms spent a lot of money to make them disappear.
It is rumored that they are not dead yet, and may one day return to heaven and earth to stir up the boundless storm.
"I don't know if you're a teacher, it may be that you usually have more black subordinates in fights, which corresponds to the corresponding Dao. โ
Tang Sen opened his mouth, he didn't know what the change was, after "Dragon Teng Nine Changes" was given to Xiao Bailong, he didn't go to enlightenment, and he didn't understand what the situation was.
"What Master said makes sense, junior brother, it may be that you have too many black men, which has caused your hands to become black and become a mafia. โ
Sun Wu air-conditioned, he could see that this kind of change was not harmful at all, it could be a change brought about by the exercises, and it should be no big deal.
"Senior brother, I don't take you to bury people like this, Master, you can find a way, this black one is really not good-looking. โ
The little white dragon was very anxious, and he didn't know where he was pacing around, and he was burning his eyebrows in a hurry.
"Don't worry, come and see for the teacher. โ
After Tang Sen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the magic of "Dragon Teng Nine Changes", and a trace of divine dragon power was born from his flesh and blood, nourishing his flesh and blood.
"Made, you've been fooled!"
The next moment, Tang Sen opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the little white dragon with a strange expression.
"Master, what's wrong?" asked the little white dragon with some concern, his heart rising to his throat.
"I was cheated by you, I knew that I wouldn't have understood anything about "Dragon Nine Changes", the pit was big. โ
Tang Sen regretted a lot, this recipe was finally noted, the dragon Teng nine changes, one change one color, from the primary color to black, then red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and finally turned into a purple gold dragon, similar to the color of the rainbow, and then the ultimate unity, incarnated into the golden chaos ancestral dragon.
Due to the limitation of the martial arts level, although the exercises and techniques he passed on to Sun Wukong and Xiao Bailong were complete, they lacked some subtle annotations and precautions, and Xiao Bailong didn't understand, so it naturally made sense.
Now that Tang Sen looked back, he realized that he had come to such a trick in the end.
The point is that after cultivating this exercise, he can't abandon the pit, he will automatically operate, unless he abandons his cultivation.
Obviously, the little white dragon has reached the point of change, transforming in the direction of black.
"Immeasurable Tianzun relied on his uncle, it was the practice created by that pit father that made the poor monk bigger. โ
Tang Sen cursed, it is conceivable that if one day, he is like the little white dragon, his whole body turns black and does not slip away, then the fun will be great, and he will be faceless.
Inform the little white dragon of the final note, and the master and apprentice began to curse together the person who created the exercise, no, to be precise, the dragon.
Beyond the infinite time and space.
A nine-clawed divine dragon with blazing golden rays blooming all over its body basking in the sun on a majestic mountain, its nose fluttering, and the vast spiritual power swept the heavens and the earth like a raging wind.
Suddenly, he sneezed, and his spiritual power surged, throwing a majestic mountain in the distance.
"Immeasurable Tianzun, how many thousands of years have passed, who is still cursing Uncle Long, let Uncle Long know, I will explode his chrysanthemum..."
The nine-clawed dragon did not fork, the dragon body danced in the sky, turned over, and continued to sleep...
said that there were several apprentices in Tangsen.
The little white dragon spat and flew sideways, greeting the guy who created the exercise up and down, and then he began to use the technique of change in an attempt to hide his black skin.
Of course, it still ended in failure ...
"Master, what can I do about this, it's really black, it's going to be a problem to pick up girls in the future, alas~"
The little white dragon sighed there with a black face, looking like he had nothing to love.
"Xiaolong, as a teacher, I will show you something again, in fact, not only your hands are black, but your face is also black. โ
Tang Sen couldn't help it, took out his usual mirror and handed it to the little white dragon, asking him to face himself.
People always have to face their appearance, even if it is dark, the mirror still has to be reflected!
"Holy!"
The little white dragon picked up the mirror and looked at it, and fainted directly...
He received 10,000 injuries and was unconscious.
......
"Master, isn't it going to turn black? Senior brother's heart is too fragile. โ
Sun Wukong shook his head with a golden hoop stick, Zhu Bajie ran back, and patted his chest there with palpitations, as if he was glad that he was slow and not fooled.
After a while, the sand monk went and returned, and he was also shocked when he saw the little white dragon, so he almost beat the monster.
"Master, what's wrong with the little junior brother, there won't be anything wrong!" he asked with some worry after figuring out the reason.
"That exercise is a bit cheap, just get some sleep. โ
"Bajie, you carry your junior brother on your back and continue to hurry while the sun is shining. Townsend said.
Zhu Bajie was not happy for a hundred, if he hadn't remembered that Xiao Bailong had carried him back at the beginning, and he had been instructed by the master, he would definitely not have done it.
In this way, the master and apprentice walked through the deep mountains and old forests, and half a month passed in a flash.
"Master, there is a mountain in front of you, and there is a temple on the mountain, called Zhiyuan Temple, and there is a Sanqing Taoist Temple next to it. Sun Wukong came in the clouds and said in the fog.
"Oh, have you arrived at Chechiguo?"
Tang Sen was overjoyed, these days the little white dragon was sullen, and his face was naturally black, as if everyone owed him four taels of oil and salt.
"Bajie, Wujing, you two go pick some wild fruits, and we will meet in Zhiyuan Temple. โ
"Xiaolong, Master will take you to have fun. โ
Tang Sen smiled, these three Qing Taoist views are good, in the original book, Sun Wukong played tricks on those three goblins, and when he got here, he naturally wouldn't let it go.
After speaking, he took the lead towards Zhiyuan Temple.
"Huli Daxian, Luli Daxian, Yangli Daxian, the poor monk has come to collect you. โ