Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

Mu Bai stared at Wenren Muling who was lying in the water in a daze.

"Master, the dragon gate is as high as a hundred feet, and the disciple, the disciple is a fish without wings!"

Wenren Muling wept with a fish face.

With her cuteness and stupidity, she naturally knows that what Mubai bestows on her right now is a great opportunity and a great fortune.

Hearing this, Mubai raised his hand to grab the black lines all over his forehead.

wow~

Wenren Muling's dolphin-sized fish body immediately soared into the air and rushed into the dragon gate.

Under the blessing of the terrifying dragon energy, her fish body is rapidly transforming...

When finally out of Longmen, the appearance of a young and beautiful girl appeared in front of everyone's noses.

In terms of appearance, no one has changed in any way from the second princess of Huaxia in Mubai's memory.

She has white skin, a delicate and lovely face, and eccentric eyes.

The only difference is that there are two horns growing on the forehead, which looks a little weird.

Of course, this horn is the horn of a dragon, that is to say, Wenren Muling has become a dragon now.

Even the lowest-grade Jiaolong has become orthodox, and is no longer classified as a demon clan.

Because whether it is the secret realm of Legend of the White Snake or the secret realm of Journey to the West, in the eyes of Buddhism and heaven, dragons also have a god status, and the treatment is quite high.

"Sister, Wenren Muling turned into a dragon? This, this..."

Xiaoqing was in a hurry when she spoke shockingly.

Bai Suzhen's eyes like autumn water are also shocked.

These two sisters are both snakes. Even if they cultivated into human beings, in the eyes of Buddhism and heaven, they are just lowly aliens and are not welcome.

And the only one who wants to change this prejudice.

It is to be ranked among the immortals and attain Buddhahood.

But that difficulty is too great. If you can directly cross the dragon gate and transform into a dragon like Wenren Muling, it seems to be the best shortcut.

After all, the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea has a strong background, and the Dragon King is still serving in the Heavenly Court, ranking among the immortals.

If they have the blood of the Dragon Clan, not to mention their high status, at least demon-subduing masters like Fa Hai will never trouble them.

"Master, have I become a dragon? I have become a little dragon haha..."

Wenren Muling stood on the surface of the water, opened his eyes wide, and kept looking at himself, as happy as a lark.

"The supernatural powers of immortals really make Jianglong far behind. In this competition, Jianglong lost."

After a while, Luohan Jianglong came back to his senses, and looked at Mubai with a much more respectful look than before.

He enlightened Jinshan, but Nakeshan is a dead thing after all.

But Mubai can tear open the dragon gate with great supernatural powers, and directly turn a fish into a dragon.

Each other's means, stand tall.

"Qianlong, don't be humble. If you lose, it doesn't mean that the supernatural powers of Buddhism are not as good as Taoism, but that you are not as good as me."

Now that he has bowed his head, Mu Bai naturally couldn't step on it a few more times, and very politely gave the other party a step down.

After all, without the challenge of subduing the dragon, it would be impossible to obtain that golden immortal talisman.

"What the elder said is very true. Jianglong lost to you because his personal ability is not as good as yours, but it does not mean that Buddhism is inferior to Taoism. The little monk Fuhu is willing to compete with the elder. Please enlighten me."

The unison sounded like a dragon and a tiger, shaking the entire Qiantang River to boil.

The terrifying sound waves contained in it, the Buddhist Fan Yin, made Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing's complexions turn pale, and their foreheads were covered with cold sweat.

Together with the little dragon girl Wenren Muling who had turned into a dragon body, she subconsciously hid beside Mu Bai.

Seeing this kind of battle, countless Li people on both sides of the Qiantang River knelt down on the ground again and bowed sincerely.

Mu Bai raised his eyes to look at the sky, his brows sank.

I saw a monk with big ears sitting cross-legged on top of a fierce tiger wrapped in a rich Buddha light, slowly approaching.

It is the arhat who crouches the tiger.

It is expected that the Dragon Subduing Arhat informed the other party just before they discussed each other.

"Hey, you big-eared monk, you have already lost Jianglong just now, and now you are here to challenge again, endless, do you want to be ashamed?"

Because of the presence of Mubai, Wenren Muling was not afraid, and with two dragon horns on her head, she scolded in a charming voice.

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing also deeply agree.

Buddhism is known as the five hundred arhats, according to this situation, a competition, and one jumped out without admitting defeat.

When will this compare to the end?

Even if Mubai has great supernatural powers, he can't win every game, right?

From this point of view, Buddhism is suspected of bullying the few with the more.

"Just now, I have already said that Buddhism and Taoism have their own advantages and disadvantages. I joked earlier that I have also tried Jianglong, and I understand the cause and effect. Why do you Buddhist arhats hold on to this immortal?"

There was a trace of anger in Mu Bai's voice.

The real purpose of his visit to the secret realm of The Legend of the White Snake this time was nothing more than fishing, and so many incidents happened inexplicably right now.

This made Mu Bai a little helpless.

Most importantly, he never took the initiative to provoke the Arhats of Buddhism, right?

It seems that the other party came to find fault one by one?

Is it easy to pinch yourself as a soft persimmon?

"Fuhu just wants to compete with the immortal leader. No matter whether he wins or loses, he will never continue to disturb him. Please understand the immortal leader."

Buddhist arhats naturally have the bearing of an arhat, and the arhat who crouches on the tiger speaks and bows, with a gentle attitude, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

Before Mu Bai agreed, Fu Hu slowly stood up from the tiger, spreading his hands.