Journey to the West: Leopard Head Mountain Entertainment Company

"Demon king, demon king, are you a fortune or a disaster for the poor monk!"

Jianglong Arhat smiled wryly, and shook his head helplessly. He should be grateful to Lu Xian for being able to prove the long-awaited Da Luo Buddha fruit, but it is also because of Lu Xian that he received the Buddhist punishment.

The grievances and grievances are intertwined, so Luohan Jianglong is a little at a loss as to what to do.

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In the deep forest, Lu Xian stood in front of the game cabin.

This device loaded with the "Sims" holographic game is the opportunity for Dragon Arhat to break through.

"Thirty-eight thousand and six hundred and fifty deaths."

Lu Xian used administrator privileges to detect the number of games of Luohan Subduing Dragon.

Because of the cultivation of the golden body, Luohan Subduing the Dragon can be said to be a treasure, and his blood is also very effective. In line with the principle of not wasting money, Lu Xian took out a glass bottle, turned the magic power, and poured the golden Buddha's blood in the game warehouse. Receive all in the bottle.

Then, Lu Xian lay down in the game cabin.

He has already helped two Taiyi Golden Immortal Peak monks break through one after another. There are not so many coincidences in the mythical world, and Lu Xian is also very puzzled. What kind of magic power does the game warehouse have? It was originally an entertainment product, but the actual effect... It seems that it is not so Simple.

Of course, Lu Xian is not a masochist. His current cultivation base has not reached perfection, and he doesn't want to experience the pain of mental tearing, so he opened the hidden viewing mode, preparing to substitute the perspective of Jianglong Arhat, to indirect Feel what this monk has experienced.

[Do you want to consume 1.6 million will power to read the sentiment? 】

Just when Lu Xian was connected to the electric current of the game cabin, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

"...Huh?" Seven.

Chapter 157 Conceived on raising the value of the world's force

A wish of 6000 million is really nothing to Lu Xian today.

Following the nearly [-] times of Luohan subduing the dragon, all kinds of strange and different ways of death flooded into his mind, and another system notification sounded in Lu Xian's ear.

【Comprehension of Buddha's Mental Arithmetic LV.1】

When receiving the magical memory that emerged out of thin air, Lu Xian's first thought was... What a shameless monk, he even used magical powers to cheat in a game to deduce the upcoming danger and life direction for himself.

The second thought is that the power of will can actually read supernatural powers from the user's spiritual perception, and even the memory images that emerge during the game can also be manifested by the power of will!

"The Sea of ​​Consciousness is indeed a restricted area for monks."

Lu Xian muttered to himself.

No wonder the Sea of ​​Consciousness is regarded as a forbidden area by the monks. It is just a spiritual link of the game warehouse, and the scattered memories and magical powers of the monks during the use can be read from the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness. The secret of the game room must never be known!

Once the inside story of the game warehouse is known to other monks, Lu Xian, who is the instigator, will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Fortunately, as long as Lu Xian didn't tell, no one would know.

Foyan Mental Arithmetic... A supernatural power that knows where it comes from just by hearing the name, and its function is only used to deduce the future trajectory of "September 8000". It's tasteless, anyway, in more than [-] reincarnations, there are only a handful of life directions correctly deduced by the Dragon Arhat.

Silently throwing this supernatural power into the depths of his memory to eat ashes, Lu Xian walked out of the game cabin and flew straight in the direction of the Immortal Sword Tavern.

Because on the fourth floor of the tavern, there is also a game warehouse that has been placed for a long time. The holographic game of "God of War" is loaded in that device, and the experience player is Yang Jian.

Anyway, looking at one is watching, and watching two is also watching. If you can comprehend some new supernatural powers from Yang Jian's perception, that would be great.

But speaking of it, Lu Xian suddenly thought of one thing. Yang Jian has at least 70 kinds of supernatural powers. Lu Xian still doesn't know if he has used supernatural powers during the game, but if he has used them, then he has used them. What kind of supernatural power is it?

This random method of obtaining supernatural powers is like gambling. It all depends on luck, and the hope of obtaining good supernatural powers is not high.

However, Lu Xian has a lot of willingness, so he doesn't care about the reading cost. He is mainly curious about the experience of the three-eyed man who died more than 7 times in the game warehouse.

No matter how fun the game is, if Lu Xian plays it [-] times, he will throw up at the name.

It can be seen from this that the monks in the mythical world are indeed a bunch of paranoids!

"Maybe Subduing Dragon Arhat is smarter than Yang Jian?"

Lu Xian thought irresponsibly.

Although the difficulty of the game is very different, and the Tao of the two is also very different, but it took less than [-] times for Luohan to become a great Luo Jinxian, which is also a kind of talent.

And at this moment, there was a buzzing notification from the phone.

Due to the growing scale of the company, Lu Xian, the boss behind the scenes, naturally not everyone has added his Fetion account, otherwise every company member can send him a message, and the phone will be ringing every day. Stopped.

'Why did Bai Suzhen end up in such a bleak end? Can't we give her a happy ending? '

The nickname of the person who wrote the letter is 'Samsara's Little White Flower', which sounds like a very girly nickname, but the account owner is Yangshu who is not girly at all.

Because of the secrecy of the script and Lu Xian's difficulty in choosing, he imagined three endings of "The Legend of the White Snake". The most happy ending is that Bai Suzhen, Xu Xian, and their son Xu Shilin lived happily together.

Later, afraid that the impression would not be deep enough, Lu Xian chose a tragic ending. Now it seems that the effect is very good!

'If you are not satisfied with the ending, you can write a separate fanfiction of "Legend of the White Snake" and publish it on the novel forum. '

'Doujin?What it is. '

'In short, it is to create a second creation on the basis of the original work. As the author, you can easily rewrite the original fate of each character. Hai, lived happily with Xu Xian, or maybe Xu Xian had an ancestor named Xu Tianba, who left Xu Xian an innate treasure in the ancestral house for fear of being bullied by his descendants, etc. '

In the back mountain villa, Yang Shu looked at the lengthy message that popped up on the screen. After Lu Xian's explanation and vivid metaphors, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she suddenly became interested in her colleagues.

Lu Xian just described the matter of the same person as Yang Shu, and didn't go into too much detail, because he was thinking about one thing, if holographic games can really become a breakthrough opportunity for monks...

Then Leopard Head Mountain will definitely become famous in the Three Realms!

Throughout the ages, I don’t know how many practitioners have suffered from bottlenecks. Assuming that the game warehouse really has a breakthrough effect, let alone a 100% breakthrough, even if there is only a [-]% possibility, it is worth buying for many monks!

Yes, the first thing Lu Xian thought of was to make money!

""Devil May Cry", "Sekiro", "Dark Soul", "Prototype", "Women's Dress Mountain"... If these games are transported and sold, will it indirectly increase the overall force value of Journey to the West? "

Lu Xian suddenly thought, if playing games can break through the bottleneck, will Journey to the West return to the prehistoric period, the grand occasion of "Taiyi walks all over the ground, Daluo is like a dog".

With wild thoughts, Lu Xian walked into the Immortal Sword Tavern.

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At the same time, the boundary of Huangfengling in Hezhou, Xiniu.

People's habitual thinking is terrible. Lu Xian knew that it would take up to 14 years to learn from the Western Paradise, because it is determined by God, and it will not work for one day more or less.

But what he didn't know was that from the moment he changed Tang Sanzang's life trajectory, the study of Buddhist scriptures in the West was in chaos.

According to the joint discussion of the avatars, after coming out of Gaolaozhuang, the scripture-learning team will arrive in Wusi Tibetan Kingdom in one month, and will encounter Zen Master Wuchao to get a copy of the Heart Sutra, and then it will take another month to come to Huangfengling to meet Huang Feng was surprised.

There's nothing wrong with that, it's how it's written.

But the problem lies with Tang Sanzang!

under the sunset.

A burly and strong monk was riding on horseback, letting the white horse run like thunder, and the strong wind blew his robes, but he also kept his eyes firmly on the front.

Lu Xian's biggest omission was that he thought it was the white dragon horse that decided the speed of the scripture-learning team, but in fact it was Tang Seng!

How can the dragon horse transformed by the dragon race be as fast as the mortal horse?

This was not because Ao Lie was dissatisfied and paddled deliberately, but because he was taking care of Tang Sanzang's ability to bear it.

Running against the wind, it's okay under the scorching sun, but once it encounters a cloudy day with strong winds, it will make people feel cold all over. Tang Sanzang's original body would definitely not be able to bear it, but now it is different.

As his body became stronger and stronger, Tang Sanzang's speed on the white dragon horse became faster and faster. Now even if Ao Lie opened up and ran, Tang Sanzang could still sit on the horse's back with a calm expression.  … .

Although with the system, Lu Xian can easily monitor Tang Sanzang at any time, but he will not be so bored as to spy on a man's daily life every day. Anyway, this monk's daily life is either on the road or on the road, there is nothing to see.

Therefore, Lu Xian did not pay special attention to the progress of the scripture learning team during this period. He thought that Tang Seng and his party were still at the boundary of Gaolaozhuang, but in fact... the scripture learning team had already crossed two places in a short period of ten days. , Arrived at Huangfengling.

Strange rocks are jagged, shady trees cover the sky, foxes, deer and pythons scurry around, and dead bones are exposed in the wild.

As soon as he entered Huangfengling, Sun Wukong frowned. The weather in this mountain was weird, and there was a monster on the top of the mountain.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long, Wukong, Bajie, let's continue on our way."

Tang Sanzang is no longer the stupid monk who didn't know anything about it. His daily physical practice has endowed him with a keen intuition of the six senses, and he instinctively perceives the danger in the mountains.

"okay."

Hearing this, Monkey King smiled and ran to the front to continue leading the way. Tang Sanzang's reluctance to stay was just in line with him. Although it was still unclear what had changed in the monk, the monkey was quite satisfied with his current speed.

If he continued at this speed, he might be able to walk to Lingshan in a year, and then he would be free, and no one would stop him from playing "The World of the Book of Heaven" for as long as he wanted.

Zhu Bajie Tengyun followed Sun Wukong, but his face was full of sadness. He knew a lot of inside information than monkeys, such as the number of years of learning scriptures. Running wildly on the ground can reach Lingshan within a year or two, so what to do with the remaining time?

Is it necessary to hold back at the foot of Lingshan Mountain for 14 years before going up?

The three masters and apprentices rushed forward with their own thoughts, until they were about to run out of the boundary of Huangfengling, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew, shaking all the trees and frightening the birds, blocking the way of the group of people.

"Where is the evildoer daring to act presumptuously in front of your grandpa grandpa!?"

Sun Wukong called out the golden cudgel and shouted angrily.

Seeing that the evil wind dissipated, a yellow-haired monster flicked his cloak and summoned thousands of monster soldiers to surround the master and apprentice.

"I am the King of Huangfeng. It is so easy to pass by Huangfengling safely. I heard that there is a Tang monk who is 0.7 in the eastern land. If you eat his meat, you can live forever and become a true fruit..."

The monster who claimed to be the King of Yellow Wind seemed to have his own ability, and he revealed his ambition with a grinning face.

But King Huangfeng was secretly relieved, and the news of Tang Seng's arrival at Huangfengling was transmitted to his ears through the eyeliner of the tiger, and the three of them ran away without a trace in just a cup of tea. Fortunately, he drove the kamikaze all the way to the west and finally blocked the way before these people ran out of Huangfeng Ridge, otherwise he would have almost missed the opportunity.

"Where is Tang Sanzang, come out for me!"

King Huangfeng held a portrait in his hand, which he had exchanged from other monsters a few months ago. It was a portrait of a young monk with a tall, thin figure and a handsome face.

"The poor monk is Tang Sanzang."

Turning over from the horse, there was a clear and audible vibration when the footsteps landed on the ground. Tang Sanzang stared at King Huangfeng with frowned eyes, and said aloud.

King Huangfeng: ...

Carefully turning the picture scroll over and over again, and comparing it to Tang Sanzang's real face, the face looks exactly the same, but this body... King Huang Feng was stunned for a moment, and then violently tore the picture scroll into pieces.

The damn stinky monster actually lied to him, saying that Tang Sanzang is a weak monk! .

Chapter 158

"It turns out that your three-foot hozen is Monkey King, and it doesn't look very powerful~"

"Tsk tsk, the mere yellow-haired monster claims to be the Great Sage of the Yellow Wind. I don't know that when you were still crying for food, your grandpa and I were already famous in the three worlds. The nameless rats don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and dare to act presumptuously in front of your grandpa and me." , I don’t know if the male hair is long or not?”

Before the fight, the Yellow Wind Monster set his sights on Sun Wukong and glanced at the monkey contemptuously, trying to make this most threatening grandson lose his mind.

But what Huang Fengguai didn't expect was that, as the notorious celebrity player of "World of Books from Heaven", how could Sun Wukong lose his mind because of his few words?

Not only that, Sun Wukong slammed down a series of teasing and mocking words, which actually made the yellow-haired monster very aggrieved.

"Three-foot hozen, court death!"

"Hey, Grandpa Sun is afraid that you will fail?"

A thousand words are worse than a fight.

The two demons showed their abilities respectively, the Yellow Wind Monster summoned the three-strand steel fork, and Monkey King took out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

All of a sudden, the mountains shook and the ground trembled, and there was shouting and shouting!

After more than a dozen rounds, the Yellow Wind Monster's face darkened. If he were to fight in close combat, he would not be the opponent of Sun Houzi. A hundred rounds will lead to defeat.

Zhu Bajie on the side was holding a nine-toothed rake, and seeing Bi Mawen showing off his prestige, he had no intention of going up to help, but suddenly, he saw the yellow wind monster opened his mouth and blew out a yellow wind, suddenly the sky was dark, black sand filled the sky, and Monkey King Being sucked into the dust by 09, he screamed again and again.

"Bee Ma Wen!"

When the wind cleared, Zhu Bajie hurriedly helped Monkey King up who was rolling all over the ground, but he saw that the monkey had no pupils and was crying in the wind. His golden eyes were blown so violently by the evil wind that he couldn't see.

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above the sky.

Secretly observing the Tianting Xianjia of the scripture learning team, my heart suddenly sank.

"This Huang Feng monster has such powerful supernatural powers, Sun Wukong was defeated by him, and Tang Sanzang's safety is at stake!"

The Liuding Liujia, Four Values ​​Gongcao, 12 Yuanchen, Jiuyao Xingguan and other immortal families who were killed by the Rock King have been rebuilt as immortals, and they have returned to the duty of guarding the Buddhist scriptures to learn from the West.

And just as a fairy family was about to turn back to Ling Xiao and report the matter, Jialan, the guardian of Buddhism, stopped him with a chuckle.

"Immortals, don't worry, nothing will happen to Tang Sanzang, because the Great Sage Huangfeng has a close relationship with Lingshan..."

The heel of the Yellow Wind Monster was narrated by Dharma Protector Jia Lan. It turned out to be a yellow-haired mink at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain. , Then ran to Huangfengling and occupied the mountain as king.

"This demon has a predestined relationship with Lingji Bodhisattva. Soon, I will leave a letter of guidance, and I will let Zhu Wuneng take Sun Wukong to find the Bodhisattva to heal his eyes, and obtain the fixed wind beads to defeat this demon. At that time, Lingji Bodhisattva will appear in person Subduing the Yellow Wind Monster can add a merit to Buddhism."

How can there be so many big monsters in the mountains, and the setbacks and obstacles on the way to learn the scriptures are all clearly arranged.

Bodhisattva Lingji had already anticipated everything that was going to happen, and so far, it has all been matched one by one. The only thing that puzzled Dharma protector Jialan was that Tang Sanzang's death in Huangfengling should have happened two months later, but now it happened earlier. many.