Fantasy: My Tang Monk played Journey to the West badly and shocked the Three Realms

After King Yinjiao finished speaking, he picked up the seven-star sword, turned into a gust of wind, and arrived at the pass of Pingdingshan in just an instant.

A large tent was set up not far from the mountain pass, and he compared the drawings one by one.

There are Monkey King, Drifting Monk, and Tang Seng's attendants, but Tang Seng is the only one missing.

Tang Seng was still inside that tent, while Monkey King's golden cudgel stood at the door of the tent.

Seeing the momentum emanating from Sun Wukong, he is already a Daluo Jinxian, and his mana is much higher than him.

King Yinjiao couldn't help admiring: "My brother is still right, thanks to my reminder,
If I was really reckless and went to fight this Monkey King, I really might not be his opponent.

While thinking, King Yinjiao hid behind the big rock and observed where Tang Seng and the others were.

Tang Seng has been in meditation, frantically swallowing the luck inside.

There is too much luck in this Pingdingshan. Tang Seng has been meditating for two days and two nights, and he hasn't even taken out one-tenth of the luck jar.

As soon as Zhu Bajie was caught, Tang Seng sensed it.

The luck of Pingdingshan has begun to show slowly, pervading the entire Lianhua Mountain, and began to gather in the earthworm storage in the Lianhua Cave.

It seems that the catastrophe of Pingdingshan has broken out, and Zhu Bajie has been caught.

The hidden luck has already begun to flow, and it will be difficult to draw it again.

Only in that cave can you continue to absorb it without being discovered by the bigwigs of the three realms.

He opened his eyes, recovered from the samadhi, and walked out of the tent.

"Wukong, where is Bajie?"

This is called knowing the truth, but this procedure must be followed, lest the spied bosses find something is wrong.

Sun Wukong said: "The first time Bajie asked him to patrol the mountains, he was lazy and slippery, walked seven or eight miles, slept for a day and a night,
When I came back, I said that I had patrolled the mountains and there were no monsters.

I told him some great truths, and after talking for a long time, he regretted it and went to patrol the mountains again. "

"How long has he been gone?"

"It should have been half a day, and I haven't come back yet."

Tang Seng said: "Then Zhu Bajie must have encountered difficulties."

Sun Wukong said: "Master, don't worry, if you encounter difficulties, he will run back.

Just like his cowardly appearance, he didn't have the courage to fight Sanyuri with the monster.

If he doesn't run back, maybe there are no powerful monsters in this mountain at all.

That Taibaijinxing is here to scare us, it won't be long, you are riding a horse, let's go faster, I guess it won't be long before we can catch up with him. "

Tang Seng listened, nodded his head, rode on the white dragon horse, and the master and apprentice walked towards the mountain.

The Tang monk and his disciples walked into Pingding Mountain. The mountain was very difficult to walk. There were luxuriant grass and rocks everywhere, and there were no mountain roads.

Riding on the big white dragon horse, Tang Seng said to Sun Wukong as he walked: "This is still called Pingdingshan. How did this name come from? Where is it flat?"

Sun Wukong said: "Since Master wants to level the road, why is it so difficult, then I will open a way for you."

After Sun Wukong arrived at Daluo Jinxian, he never displayed his talents all the way from Baoxiang Kingdom to Pingdingshan.

Now it's time to knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

Even as Taibai Jinxing said, there are big demon kings on this mountain, after seeing the spells he casts, if he wants to stop them, he still has to think carefully.

In Sun Wukong's view, they didn't get much luck from their busy journey to the West.

It's not as good as the master giving him more cultivation resources and elixirs. This is completely a wedding dress for others.

There is no difference between yes and no, it is better than anything else to be able to pass in peace.

So he used all his magic power, turned somersaults in the air, and swung the golden cudgel to hit Pingdingshan.

How strong can a mortal mountain be, especially for a practitioner like Sun Wukong who has practiced the Xuan Gong of the ninth rank and reached the sixth rank, if he hits it with a stick, it will immediately shake the mountain.

With the howling wind, the golden cudgel rolled forward, rolling out a broad road all the way, leading to the sky.

Monkey King waved his hand, and the golden cudgel flew in his hand, and then fell from the clouds.

Sun Wukong said: "Master, now is the time, so that we can walk much more smoothly."

Tang Seng said: "You are just showing off."

Sun Wukong grinned and said, "I also ask Master for advice."

Tang Seng said: "Well, it's not bad, your nine-turn Xuangong has already practiced to the sixth turn.

As long as you work a little harder, you can reach the seventh turn, which is amazing, and your physical body is not far from being invincible.

Among the three realms, there are quite a few people who practice the nine-turn Xuangong, and they generally hover between the fourth or fifth turn.

From the fifth to the sixth turn, I'm afraid you are the only one.

As far as I know, there is only one person in the Three Realms who has cultivated to the eighth rank, and that is Tianzun Taiyi.

It's a pity that the nine-rank Xuangong he cultivated is not particularly complete, and the chance of cultivating to the ninth rank is very slim.

Your Nine Turns Mysterious Art is relatively smooth, and you won't become more and more difficult to figure out as you practice later like others, and you won't fall into confusion.

The road I have chosen for you is like the broad road you just created. If you work hard to practice, you will go farther and wider. "

After Sun Wukong heard this, he was secretly happy.

Having a good master can save tens of thousands of years of struggle, and now I, Monkey King, have such luck.

King Yinjiao was in the clouds in the distance. At that time, he wanted to meet the legendary Monkey King,

But after seeing Sun Wukong use his supernatural powers, he couldn't help but shuddered.

So fierce, this Monkey King is really powerful, if he fights hard, he really is not an opponent.

Thinking of this, he rolled his eyes, thought about it, and transformed into a Taoist priest lying beside the wide road.

Tang Seng rode a white dragon horse and galloped quickly on the flat road. Not far away, he saw a Taoist priest lying on the side of the road.

Tang Seng glanced at it with his eyes, and said in his heart: This King Silver Horn really came, exactly like the script.

He asked calmly: "This priest, what are you doing lying on the side of the road?
Are you looking at the ants moving, or are you counting how much sand there is? Your cultivation method is really strange. "

King Yinjiao slandered in his heart: Hey, did you say that? Didn't you see the blood on my leg?
Although these were conjured up by me, they are also very obvious. You won't ask me if I'm injured, do I need help?
What the hell are you a monk, an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and you have no compassion?

However, the king of Yinlujiao did not follow Tang Seng's words, but said: "Master, I am a Taoist priest in the mountains.
I was picking medicinal herbs on the mountain, suddenly the sky fell, the earth cracked and the rocks rolled, hurting me,

I rolled all the way down the hill, broke my leg, and couldn't walk at all. "

Tang Seng said: "Oh, so, this mountain is already dangerous, how can you be so careless.

Where is your home, I will report to you when I go back, and ask my family to come and rescue you. "