At the beginning of the chaos, the great god of Pangu opened the heavenly god axe, broke the Hongmeng, divided the earth, water, wind and fire, and opened up the desolate world, the spirituality of the four elephants, from the beginning of the opening of the heaven and the earth, has been scattered between the heaven and the earth, and countless strong people in the desolate world have cultivated the supreme supernatural power because of the spirituality of the scattered four elephants.

Such as the Qilin King, Zhen Yuanzi, Houtu, with the spirit of the earth to become the Tao, such as the ancestor of the phoenix, Emperor Jun, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the fire god Zhurong, fused to the spirit of fire to achieve the myth, such as the water god Gonggong, Qinglong Xuanwu, Hengyao through the ages, such as the Western White Tiger, the wind god Queen Mother, is to enter the Tao with the wind, the achievement of the great respect.

Yang Xiao has been aware of the preciousness of this thing since he got a complete copy of the Four Spirits of the Mixed Yuan from the Gate of Passage, but he didn't expect that this small demon king in the Yellow Wind Ridge could also get a wind spirit technique that was derived and generated, although it was not complete, it was enough to be called precious, even if it was compared to the innate spirit treasure, he might as well let it more.

After taking the cultivation method of the Samadhi Divine Wind, Yang Xiao felt that the wind spirit in his body already had the desire to move, he smiled slightly in his heart, and immediately deduced and perfected the exercises, and injected them into the wind spirit, and all the cultivation of the Yellow Wind Monster was absorbed by him and injected into the body of the wind spirit.

Seeing this, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart, feeling as if he had seen the Heavenly Court Palm Law Immortal Monarch who had killed countless demon kings again, but compared to five hundred years ago, Yang Xiao's cultivation became more and more unfathomable, and when he started to move, the wind was light and cloudy, and there was no smoke and dust.

"It's over, let's go. Yang Xiao spoke indifferently, and immediately led Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong to continue westward.

He had the heart to explore the road to the west, plus to stabilize the body of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal who had just broken through. It is to never exert magical powers, step by step, between the mountains and wilderness. The mysteries between heaven and earth are all imprinted into the depths of his own soul.

Xiao Bailong naturally has all kinds of reverence for Yang Xiao, a powerful master, Zhu Bajie has some complaints about walking west like this, but in the face of Yang Xiao, who is becoming more and more unpredictable, he does not dare to have the slightest objection.

The trio headed west. After traveling for more than half a month, he left the Tibetan country of Wusi and came to a mountain range. From a distance, he sensed an extremely powerful Being, his breath was calm, and he had already reached the realm of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal. He couldn't help but wonder secretly. Who is living in seclusion?

After all, Zhu Bajie is worthy of being an official, compared to a second-year young man like Xiao Bailong, he is very good at observing words and feelings, and when he saw Yang Xiao's face showing a curious look, he immediately asked out loud: "Teacher, is there something wrong with this mountain in front of you?" Why did you show such an expression?"

Hearing people's questions, Yang Xiaodang even remembered that Zhu Bajie's residence was very close to here. Barely half a head snake, he immediately smiled and asked, "Bajie." Do you know who lives in this mountain? Of course, this seat refers to a person who has cultivated to be a powerful supernatural power. ”

Zhu Bajie said: "This mountain is called Futu Mountain, I heard that there is a mysterious person in this mountain, called Wuchao Zen Master, practicing here, the old pig has also met him, he also has some Taoism, and has advised me to practice with him, but I have no interest in being a monk, so I have not stayed here." ”

"Wuchao Zen Master?" Hearing this, Yang Xiao couldn't help but move in his heart, but he recalled some of them, it seems that there are a lot of rumors on the Internet in later generations, Wuchao Zen Master is not only the great day of the Western Sect, but also Lu Press, and at the same time has another identity, that is, the ten princes of the Golden Crow of the Honghuang Demon Clan in the past.

Yang Xiao doesn't know if this statement is true, it sounds very similar, after all, the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal is not so easy to cultivate, there are so many in heaven and earth, most of them are the great supernatural powers when the world first opened, especially the Buddhism, the time of establishment is from the beginning of the introduction of the two people to establish the teaching, if the Wuchao Zen Master is really overwhelming, it is reasonable.

The three of them walked forward and saw green pines and cypresses in the south of the mountain, and green willows and red peaches in the north of the mountain. Noisy, mountain fowl talking, dancing, cranes flying. Fragrant and fragrant, flowers of a thousand colors, green and green, weeds are strange. There is a surging green water under the stream, and there are auspicious clouds in front of the cliff. It's really a very elegant place, and there are no people to see.

Yang Xiao felt the powerful aura all the way, and unconsciously walked in front of a fragrant cypress tree with a nest of firewood and grass on it. On the left there is an elk flower, and on the right there is a mountain monkey offering fruit. At the top of the treetops, there are green luans and colorful phoenixes singing together, and cranes and brocade chickens are salty. Bahuan pointed to the grass nest on the tree and said, "The one above is the Wuchao Zen Master!"

The voice fell, but I saw a little spiritual light spiraling up from the nest in the tree, and in the blink of an eye, it fell under the tree, turning into a gray-clothed monk.

"Amitabha. "The indifferent Buddha name, what can't be hidden, is the former emperor's temperament, inadvertently, flowing out, is the unparalleled royal spirit.

Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong both felt an inexplicable aura impact, but Yang Xiao was not affected at all, standing with his hands in his hands, and he had a deep and broad sense of calmness.

Immediately, Zhu Bajie hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Old Zen master, it's polite." ”

Zen Master Wuchao's eyes wandered, and he asked with a little surprise: "Zhu Gangguan, didn't you listen to the teachings of Guanyin Bodhisattva, practice in Lingshan, and wait for the people who learned the scriptures to go to Lingshan together?

Zhu Bajie said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of the old Zen master's jokes, I really don't have any interest in being a monk, so I still leave the great cause of learning from the scriptures to other virtuous people to do, I still follow the teacher to find the fairy island to live happily, clean rules and precepts or something, the old pig really can't keep it." ”

"Amitabha, even the third prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace is here. Wuchao Zen Master turned to Yang Xiao, and couldn't help but say in his mouth: "The Palm Law Immortal Monarch is really a good skill. ”

Yang Xiao said indifferently: "Zen Master Miao praised, Wukong has a relationship with this seat, Ao Lie can be regarded as the younger generation of this seat, and the predecessor of Bajie is Marshal Tianpeng, and he can be regarded as familiar with this seat, and this seat ignites them, and it can be regarded as a chance meeting, what objection does the Zen master have to this?"

Zen Master Wuchao didn't answer and asked: "Immortal Monarch, do you know that the poor monk has been waiting for Immortal Jun here for a long time, but I didn't expect that your speed would be so slow, until today, you didn't come here?"

Yang Xiao chuckled, and responded lightly: "Zen master has not forgotten, as the Heavenly Court Palm Law Immortal Monarch, in charge of the law of heaven, there is an accusation of subduing demons and eliminating demons. ”

"Oh, is it?" Zen Master Wuchao reluctantly spoke, and the heaving chest in front of him showed that he was not as calm as he appeared at this moment.

But I heard Yang Xiao laugh and laugh to himself: "So that the Zen master knows, a few days ago, this seat met a mink rat into a demon in Huangfengling, it is reported that this demon was born at the foot of Lingshan, because of stealing the lamp oil of the Buddha, and now it is a wicked world, and has been killed on the spot by this seat, and even the demon clan of the Huangfengling generation has been killed. ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wuchao Zen Master couldn't help but look awkward, the lost true yuan, incomparably majestic and mighty, turned into scorching firepower, burst out, and swept the Eight Desolations.

"Such a strong firepower, the unique sun true fire of the three-legged Golden Crow clan, it is really extraordinary. Yang Xiao opened his mouth indifferently, and a pair of eyes fell straight on the body of the Wuchao Zen Master: "I have heard for a long time that the Demon Emperor Jun and the Demon Queen Xihe had ten sons, and they became a three-legged golden crow, and then they were shot and killed by the arrow god Hou Yi, but I didn't expect that the Zen master turned out to be the last golden crow, the tenth prince of the dignified demon clan." ”

"Amitabha. With a Buddha horn in his mouth, he forced himself to suppress the undulating and fluctuating sun true fire, and Wuchao Zen Master said indifferently: "The palm law immortal monarch has good eyesight, the so-called prince of the demon clan, and the golden crow of the three clans are just false names." A sentence fell, and then his tone suddenly became heavy: "But since you know that the poor monk is the prince of the demon clan, why do you dare to talk about killing the demon clan in front of the poor monk, isn't it, your Excellency looks down on the poor monk?"

"Why, can't you suppress your anger after all?" Yang Xiao said indifferently, and a cold killing sound appeared on his face and eyes: "Do you want to do it, then come on, let this seat see it, the legendary tenth prince of the demon clan!" (to be continued......)