Journey to the West: I am the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord

Early the next morning, Lin Mo packed up, changed the image of the golden retriever, and went to the east.

He left, and after the door was pushed open by a few girls, a group of people chattered.

“Third sister, how did you feel last night?”

“Yes, yes, did Senior Brother bully you?”

“Also, Senior Brother has placed a ban, I can’t wait to hear it, I can’t see it, tell me quickly, what happened!?”

……

Looking at the playful looks of several sisters, Huang Chan covered her face, secretly glanced at the red grapefruit who was also snickering, and snorted arrogantly.

“Why tell you? I want to know, when Senior Brother comes back, you can just ask yourself? ”

Hearing her words, Lime rolled her eyes.

“Oh, it seems that the third sister didn’t get any benefits! Otherwise, why couldn’t she say it? ”

Huang Chan glared at her, “What do you know, do you know what it is for the Demon Spider to sit on the lotus platform?” ”

In a word, Hongyu’s face suddenly turned red.

As for the other sisters, they didn’t know what kind of esoteric thing this demon spider was sitting on the lotus platform.

At this time, Lin Mo had already rode the changed Golden Retriever Roar, and under the cover of the Donghuang Bell, quietly left the Huanghuaguan.

This one, all the way east.

Along the way, Lin Mo also felt several secret breaths.

“This should be the yellow-browed boy of Xiaoleiyin Temple.”

Further on, several secret demon qi slowly rose.

However, Lin Mo was somewhat not interested in these.

What he was most concerned about now was to see where the Tang monk went.

This is what a Westward Journey demon should care about the most.

On this road, Lin Mo was cautious, not wanting to expose himself too much.

Fortunately, he is also in the Golden Immortal Realm now, but when he walked to the Golden Hood Mountain, Lin Mo couldn’t help but stop and take two more looks.

On the empty Golden Hood Mountain, only some rigid demons were swallowing clouds and mist, and there was no bull at all.

It seems that this ox is still in the Bajing Palace and has not been in the Nether Realm.

On this road, Lin Mo could not care, but when he reached the edge of Xiniuhe Prefecture, he had to pay attention.

Ahead, there is Wanshou Mountain!

Among the five villages of Wanshou Mountain, it is the dojo of the ancestor of the Earth Immortal Town Yuanzi.

I don’t know how this West calculated, but even such great immortals were calculated in it.

With his current strength, compared with Zhen Yuanzi, it is still not enough to see, so when he comes here, Lin Mo naturally has to be much more careful.

After passing the Five Zhuang Temple, the road ahead is unblocked.

I don’t know how many miles ahead, finally, Lin Mo saw several figures standing in mid-air.

Rokuding Liujia, Apologetic Jialan!

They are there, which means that this Tang monk is here.

Hiding his figure, he looked carefully below.

After a long time, Lin Mo understood.

“Have you arrived at the Eagle Stream? So fast! ”

Eagle Stream, which is where the little white dragon is.

Lin Mo is now also in the Golden Immortal Realm, and with the Eastern Emperor Bell suppressing his own body, he can naturally avoid everyone’s sight.

Looking down, Lin Mo suddenly rolled his eyes.

The heart is not good, turn around and leave.

Sure enough, not long after he left, in the direction of the South China Sea, a golden light appeared instantly.

Guanyin is here!

The subjugation of the little white dragon was secretly planned by Guanyin.

As the direct person in charge of the Westbound industry, Guanyin naturally pays attention to it at all times.

After arriving in the field, Guanyin did not speak, and suddenly looked up at the west.

A thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

“Bodhisattva!”

A golden light jumped directly onto the cloud and rushed towards Guanyin.

“The bodhisattva just came, and I ask you, why did you follow the old monk to calculate the old grandson!”

Hearing this, Guanyin retracted his gaze and looked at Sun Wukong and said, “You monkey, you are stubborn, and this tight hoop is a treasure given by the Western Buddha.” This way, if you safely escort the Tang monk to the Western Heaven, it will be a natural place to go at that time. If you disobey, this tightening is a shackle, which naturally allows you to know what fear is! ”

Hearing this, although Sun Wukong was a hundred unwilling, he could only obediently obey.

After saying this, Guanyin looked up at the west again.

Sun Wukong was curious: “Bodhisattva, what are you looking at?” ”

Guanyin thought thoughtfully, just now, when he came here, he seemed to feel a familiar breath.

But in the blink of an eye, the breath disappeared.

Weird!

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Guanyin did not show any expression on his face.

“Nothing, this time I came here to give you a master with this white dragon horse, and this journey to the Western Heaven is a long way. How can that mortal horse arrive? Ride this white dragon horse, on this road, let him go far from the mountains and rivers. ”

Hearing this, this monkey also had no skin and no face, and suddenly laughed.

“It’s still the Bodhisattva’s thoughtfulness!”

Guanyin instructed two words before turning around.

After the Tang monk thanked him, he led Sun Wukong, rode on the white dragon horse, and went to the west again.

At this time, Lin Mo had already arrived at the next stop on westbound.

Kannon Zen Temple!

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