Chapter 103: Goodbye Yellow Wind Old Monster
This move is faster than lightning. A long red line appeared in the sky, dozens of miles long.
"Amitabha! You have to fly quickly! If that nine-headed insect catches up, it won't swallow me!"
Liu Neng screamed in his heart while desperately destroying the true qi in his body. Without the help of the monks of Jinguang Temple, he would not have the confidence to escape under the hands of the nine-headed worm.
"Want to run?"
The nine-headed insect screamed, and with a fan of its wings, it was a distance of hundreds of miles, and it was a repetition of the old plan, opening its bloody mouth, and biting Liu Neng with great ferocity.
Liu Neng only felt a tightness behind his back, and a fierce danger rose in his heart. Relying on the small size of the spring swallow, it is easy to turn around. With a twist of his body, he crossed an arc in the air, and finally avoided the large mouth of the hydra.
"This king has to eat you today!" the hydra screamed frantically. His speed is far better than Liu Neng's, his nine heads are like wheels, and every time he pecks, he forces Liu Neng to do his best to dodge.
"Quack quack! In front of you is the lion camel ridge! It is the lair of the king and the white elephant king, and you ran there just to throw yourself into the net!"
After chasing and fleeing like this, after a few hours, thousands of miles away, Liu Neng saw a vast group of mountains appear in front of him, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, and the crazy cry of the nine-headed insect came from behind.
"It turns out that this is Lion Camel Ridge!"
Liu Neng secretly said in his heart, he has passed this mountain twice and never falls, and at this time, when he heard the nine-headed insect say this, he knew where this place was.
"What if it's your friend?" Liu Neng turned around and mocked, "Don't forget, the poor monk's master is the Jizo Bodhisattva. The Green Lion King and the White Elephant King are still the same as the poor monks?"
"Haha, then go and ask your fellow door for help!"
"I wanted to go to them, but I guess as soon as the poor monk mentioned the matter of the same family, he would have to be eaten by those two fellows. From the old white deer, you can know the pain of being a human mount, and it is estimated that these two demon kings hate Manjushri and Fuxian to death. ”
Liu Neng had a big headache. The first two times he passed through the Lion Camel Ridge were quietly crossed, and he didn't alarm any little demons at all, and it is estimated that even if the Green Lion King and the White Elephant King found out, they didn't take themselves seriously. And now it's not possible, there is a nine-headed worm, a mourning star, yelling behind him, and any demon king has to shout out.
"Amitabha, Liu Neng'er, don't be in a hurry, come to your teacher's aid!"
Just when Liu Neng was at a loss, he suddenly heard a Buddha horn sounding in front of him. Then there was a gust of yellow wind that covered the sky and closed the sky, and the wind whistled and was extremely miserable, mixed with stones the size of a millstone and a thick tree, blowing towards the hydra.
"Jizo Bodhisattva!"
The wind only blew the moon without light, and the eighteen eyes of the nine-headed insect narrowed together. In a blur, I saw a person floating in the distance, and I was still thinking about the lotus platform. Seeing this situation, the nine-headed insect couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately remembered that the black monk in front of him was the master of the Jizo Bodhisattva.
"This Jizo Bodhisattva doesn't have a mount yet, he can't be the king of the picture, right?" A bad thought rose in the nine-headed insect's mind: "I heard the brother and sister say that the pain of being a human mount, it doesn't count if you don't eat well every day, even the guy who gave birth has to be cut off." The princess of the old dragon king of all saints is not a fuel-efficient lamp, in case the king is captured as a mount, and then the thing is cut, it is estimated that it will not take a few years, and the king's head will be green. ”
Thinking of this, the nine-headed insect was so frightened that he turned around, hugged his head and ran away, where did he care if Liu Neng deceived himself and robbed the relics.
Seeing the hydra fleeing for his life, Liu Neng breathed a sigh of relief. Turning back into itself, he looked at the lotus platform floating from a distance in confusion.
The person who came was definitely not the Jizo Bodhisattva, Liu Neng had confirmed this. If it were his own cheap master, he would definitely not call himself Liu Neng, but would call himself Fahai. What's more, the peerless demeanor of the Jizo Bodhisattva, dressed in white, is extremely easy to recognize. And the master on the lotus platform floated in the distance, no more than three feet tall. Hunched over the shoulders, standing without standing, sitting without sitting.
What surprised Liu Neng even more was that the lotus platform turned out to be a pink lotus platform, with extremely bright colors and a strong fat powder atmosphere. This kind of wonderful collocation, Liu Neng feels strange no matter how he looks at it, if he uses one word to describe the person on the other side, it is obscene, and it is the kind of obscenity that has reached the extreme.
"Your uncle, it turned out to be you old monster!" Liantai got closer and closer, and when Liu Neng saw the person coming, he couldn't help but scream. Fei also moved forward, pounced on the lotus platform, and grabbed the other party: "Where are the two of them now?"
The person who came was the old monster of Huang Feng, and his appearance had changed greatly from when Liu Neng first saw him. I also got a monk's head, and there were nine incense scars on it. A string of Buddhist beads as big as a fist hung around his neck, which was pulled all the way to the top of his feet. He was wearing a half-used monk's robe, which was oily and covered with food residues.
"Amitabha, don't be anxious, and listen to the teacher and you!" Huang Feng Old Monster said a Buddha horn, and tried his best to make a Taoist monk.
"Who are you, master!" Liu Neng cried out through gritted teeth. Although Liu Neng looks black and ugly, he finally has a personal appearance, and his master is one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism. But the old monster of the yellow wind in front of him is simply a crooked melon and inferior jujube, compared with the Bodhisattva of the Earth, there is a world of difference, how can he be qualified to be the master of our great monk Liu.
Seeing Liu Neng's angry appearance, the old monster Huang Feng was not angry, and knocked Liu Neng's chest with his hand: "Have you practiced the ninth rotation of the heart chakra?"
"Practiced!"
"Who passed it on to you on the nine turns of the heart chakra!"
"You're not fake, but it's ......"
The old monster of Huang Feng immediately interrupted Liu Neng's words, and said with a triumphant face: "One night master and apprentice are one hundred graces, and one hundred masters and apprentices are deeper than the sea." Since you have practiced the nine turns of the heart chakra, you are worshipping the poor monk as a teacher. ”
"What a mess, how can there be such a metaphor. Liu Neng couldn't cry or laugh, and scolded in his heart.
Looking at Liu Neng's extremely depressed face, the old monster of Huang Feng burst out laughing.
"Pretend to be forced again, pretend to be forced again!" Liu Neng looked at the ugly face of the old monster Huang Feng, his eyes were on fire, and he pinched his neck, and it was a skyrocket.
"Criminal, you dare to beat me! I fought for the teacher and you!" "The old monster of Huang Feng, who was punched, was willing to suffer this loss, and it was a slap in the face to return it. If it weren't for his low height and short legs, Liu Neng would be abolished this time and let him be accompanied by Liu Yanchang.
"You old monster, you want to cut off my descendants, aren't you afraid that Chan'er will find you trouble in the future?" Liu Neng scolded back, wanting to pull the hair of the old monster of Huang Feng, but he didn't find it, and just reacted when he realized that the other party was also a monk. hit the yellow wind old monster again, and was beaten with a black eye.
After Liu Neng suffered a loss, he was willing to give up, and he punched back again.
The two of them started a desperate struggle on this lotus platform, punching and kicking, biting and scratching together.
"Ahh
The lotus platform is only five feet square, which is not suitable for two people to fight at all. The two of them only hit a few times, and then they fell off the lotus platform in unison, and they all let out a miserable scream.
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