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However, Dingfengzhu is in Lingji's hands.

Then the problem is coming.

How did the murderer behind the scenes kill the Yellow Wind Monster?

At this point, Bodhisattva Lingji couldn't figure out what was going on.

I can't figure it out.

then.

After catching a little demon, he began to ask: "Do you know who killed your king?"

"Yes……"

A few little demons faltered, mainly because they were frightened.

So much so that I can't speak clearly.

It was very unpleasant.

Seeing that Jiang Chi was stunned for a while, he couldn't help saying: "These little monsters are really interesting."

but.

Soon those little demons came back to their senses, and hurriedly said to Bodhisattva Lingji: "Bodhisattva, he is a human monk, he held a scarlet long sword and killed many of our companions, and then a black charcoal head appeared, Kill the king in an instant."

Lingji Bodhisattva: "..."

What?

Humanity?

More than one?

What the hell is Heitantou?

He tried hard to figure out what was going on, didn't he not know that the yellow wind monster was his mount.

Obviously it was not Sun Wukong who killed him.

Bodhisattva Lingji knew that Sun Wukong did not have that ability.

and so……

Who is it?

But at this moment, Jiang Xiao began to use the vajra bracelet to obtain his memory, and then collected the origin.

At last.

quietly left.

Chapter 1377 Bodhisattva, are you okay?

Find an empty cave, sit cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, and experience the joy of this breakthrough.

Lingji Bodhisattva is still looking for clues on Huangfengling, looking for the truth about the killing of the Huangfeng monster.

but.

He searched for a long time, but he couldn't find out why the Yellow Wind Monster was killed.

It is not even known who killed it.

According to the descriptions of those little demons on Huangfengling, he had never seen or heard of it, and he didn't even know about Monkey King.

more importantly.

He still works hard to practice.

In any case, Lingji Bodhisattva was unable to find the murderer.

Counting with one's fingers seems to be the supernatural power of many great supernatural beings, with outrageous methods and extraordinary abilities.

Basically anyone with a little mana.

The difference is only in proficiency and non-proficiency.

Originally, Bodhisattva Lingji felt that his calculus supernatural powers should not be bad, and he could be considered to be number one in the Three Realms.

but.

When he counted with his fingers, he found that the secrets of the sky were muddy, as if he couldn't find all of them.

There is a feeling of constant cutting and chaos.

It doesn't count.

Can't figure it out either.

All of them are hoodwinked, as if there are thousands of clues.

Cut constantly, the rationale is still chaotic.

It's hard to see through.

"Is it because of Journey to the West?"

Bodhisattva Lingji thought silently in his heart, "At the beginning, on the Lingshan Mountain, the Buddha once said that traveling to the west is also a calamity. Although Buddhism will take this opportunity to prosper, it is also in the calamity, so there will be disasters, and the secrets will be destroyed. Deception, even a saint can't count the cause and effect.

Could it be..."

Suddenly.

He thought of one thing, his mount Yellow Wind Monster, could it be that someone plotted against him.

"Only in this way can I explain why there is no news about the death of the Yellow Wind Monster. If I hadn't had other means, I probably wouldn't have known he was dead."

But now.

His own mount, the yellow wind monster, died inexplicably, which made him feel a little depressed.

It's really uncomfortable.

The mount was killed by someone, which meant that the other party didn't take him seriously at all.

It's humiliating him.

But he is a Bodhisattva in Buddhism, and he also has status, status, dignity and face.

Now that his mount was killed, he felt that he had lost all face and dignity, and was even provoked.

This is simply a great shame.

It can't be tolerated absolutely.

However, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find out why.

Instead, you can collect the memories of those little monsters.

But firstly, Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong were all on the sidelines, and secondly, he had asked those little demons to describe the appearance of Jiang Chi and Black Bear Spirit.

Without exception, I don't remember.

I just vaguely remember that those two were very powerful.

"Human race?"

Lingji Bodhisattva thought to himself, "I never imagined that there would be a Taiyi Golden Immortal-level powerhouse in the human race.

No, it was possible to instantly kill the Yellow Wind Monster and make him die instantly, without even having time to use various life-saving methods.

Even he didn't even display the samadhi kamikaze, the opponent's strength is definitely more than Taiyi Jinxian.

It must be an existence beyond the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and it must be a strong man with monstrous supernatural powers.

In this case, there is only Da Luo Jinxian. "

hiss……

Thinking of this possibility, Lingji Bodhisattva gasped in his heart.

Even he, a powerhouse at the level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, couldn't suppress and kill the Yellow Wind Monster in an instant.

and so.

The murderer behind that scene is most likely Da Luo Jinxian.

However, since the other party is Da Luo Jinxian, why should he have a hard time with him.

He is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Think of these.

Bodhisattva Lingji suddenly became uneasy.

That is Da Luo Jinxian, a strong man who jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements.

You may not be your opponent.

"No wonder those little monsters forget, no wonder the other party was able to kill the Yellow Wind Monster in an instant, and was not afraid of me or Buddhism."

to be honest.

He is a Daluo Jinxian, who is already very strong.

He is not afraid of anyone at all.

Based on this situation, Bodhisattva Lingji suddenly smiled wryly, "If this is really the case, then the death of the Yellow Wind Monster will be for nothing.

At least, for now, there's no way to change anything. "

pity.

"Damn it."

Lingji Bodhisattva is not feeling well in his heart. Since joining Buddhism, they have always bullied others.

There is no reason for others to bully them.

But unfortunately, the situation is different now.

"Bodhisattva, are you alright?"

Seeing Lingji Bodhisattva in a trance, Sun Wukong was a little worried, "If something happens to Lingji Bodhisattva here, then the three of us, the master and the disciple, will not be able to tell."

Although, when he saw Lingji Bodhisattva like this, he felt very happy.

But right.

On the surface, it should still be done.

Even Tang Sanzang hurriedly asked with concern: "Bodhisattva, are you alright?"

In front of the Bodhisattva, I am just a little monk.

Low status and low seniority.

Lingji Bodhisattva: "..."

Facing Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang's questioning, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, but he held back in the end.

"Cough cough."

He shook his head and said: "Wukong, Sanzang, don't worry, I'm fine, but my mount died here in Huangfengling, but..."

It's like saying.

Tang Sanzang and their catastrophe are gone.