[Journey to the West] Jagged Tang San Burial

Red Boy's Samadhi True Fire has inherited the Taishang Laojun's family. The fire is the fire in the wood, the fire in the stone, and the fire in the sky. His mother mentioned it to him again and again, saying that he is now outside, although relying on the true fire of samadhi to dominate the king, if he meets a Bodhisattva wearing white clothes and emitting golden light, he must avoid it.And although he has seen the Bodhisattva, he has never tried the power of his nectar. Although he still has some fears in his heart, he is naturally fearless in the face of the ice formed by monsters in the Tongtian River.

He bit the tip of his tongue, blood mixed with fire spewed out, thick smoke burst out from his nose, flames burst out from the eyes of the gates, and the flames were endless, one must know that among the five elements, the liver wood can generate a strong fire in the heart, and the fire in the heart can cause Make the spleen and earth flat, the spleen and earth produce gold and water, water can produce wood and psychic, and all life and chemical transformation are due to fire. The five elements are in harmony here, which is called samadhi.If it is a mortal fire, when it encounters ice and heavy snow, it will inevitably be dimmed, but when the real fire of Samadhi encounters snow and ice, it will burn more and more vigorously. The ice melted and collapsed, falling into the river.

The red boy's fever rose, and the Tongtianhe river spurted violently. Fanshui kept retreating when he saw his real fire, and there was no way to retreat. It boiled up, and disappeared into the air with the surging heat wave. Among them, fishes and shrimps were burnt to death and smoked to death countless times, the bottom of Tongtian River suddenly became chaotic, the water broke open, and the half-man, half-fish King of Inspiration rushed out.

Red Boy was caught off guard, the distance between the two monsters was so close, and the true flame of samadhi in his mouth hadn't stopped yet, but the king of inspiration was not afraid at all, and smashed him in the head with the nine-petal red copper hammer in his hand, and a stream of water spewed out of his mouth. He confronted each other.

The size difference between the two monsters is too large, and there is a difference in strength after all. The red boy pulled out the shape of the gun with both hands. The King of Inspiration was only wearing half of his armor, his head was a fish head, his fish eyes were red, he was so indifferent after being burned by his Samadhi true fire, he knew in his heart that this was definitely not an easy job, and he drank it to make Xiao Bailong and His masters and brothers stay far away, so as not to be burned by the fire.He was covered in crimson flames from head to toe, and once the flames receded, it was no longer the young man's hand that was holding the pointed gun.

With some wanton red hair raised and a figure raised from the flames, the red boy kicked the King of Inspiration into the Tongtian River, and followed him.

When he turned into a young man, he could no longer properly control the true fire of samadhi in his body. Too much power and insufficient cultivation made him afraid of hurting the little white dragon who happened to be a dragon beside him, but Tongtianhe was full of water. How could the hot water resist his flames, how could the king of inspiration allow him to set up a fire on the river, his mansion and kingdom are still under the Tongtian River!A group of his water dependents are still under the Tongtian River!Before he rushed up the Tongtian River, Xiagu, who had been guarding the whole night, passed out at the gate of the palace. The skin of the little mandarin fish seemed to be burning, and her voice was weakened, and she analyzed with him: Your Majesty... this is not Fanhuo ...It's not a demon fire... This should be the fire from the sky, my lord, go away!

What about the fire in the sky? !He rushed out of the palace with only half of the armor on his body. When he rushed to the surface of the water, he was all big and small, floating in the water, lifeless aquarium, and the water of the Tongtian River burned on him until he rushed out of the water. .

Honghaier has never met a monster that can counter his Samadhi True Fire. The king of inspiration swung the red copper hammer, and the sky quickly dimmed. A thick fog condensed, and the surrounding area was very cold. He was a rich red color, and then heavy snow fell from the sky, and hailstones fell like boulders, smashing down into the Tongtian River. From the corner of his eye, the red boy saw his uncle soaring into the sky, so he concentrated all his attention on dealing with the fish demon.

And the fish demon has completely ignored it.

Ordinary monsters practice water or fire skills, all relying on the moment when they have practiced water and fire in their hearts, and they are finally exhausted, but the fire in Honghai's body does not come from him, the root is also planted in 33 days away. In the alchemy room of Heantiandoushita Palace, it can be said that the roots are endless and the fire is not extinguished, so he spewed out fire continuously. The fish demon king of inspiration sprayed water in his mouth and called snow in his hands. Red Boy saw that he was even half-human. Unable to hold on, the armor either cracked or slipped off, turning into a huge red goldfish. It was expected that he must have reached his limit and was about to pounce on it, but he saw the water in his mouth drained, and he paused a few times in the middle Suddenly, a stream of water sprayed on his front and poured on his Samadhi True Fire.

The water was extremely strange. For some reason, the water that Honghaier cultivated from the fish demon actually had a faint fragrance of lotus flowers. What frightened him the most was that his true fire of samadhi was extinguished in his mouth, and the water flowed down his throat. .

On the shore, Xiao Bailong was much better after being burnt by the fire in Honghai'er's body, and was no longer affected by the violent runaway of the king inspired by the fish demon. When he fell down, he was shocked, and without thinking, he turned into his original form and rushed up, surrounded by the huge dragon body, encircling Honghai'er in the center.

Red Boy's face was full of pain, his hands were clutching his throat, colorless clear water overflowed from the corner of his mouth, there was a faint fragrance of lotus, he choked a few times, but the true fire of samadhi couldn't come out any more.

How could the king of inspiration let them go, but he still cared about his aquarium, so he plunged back into the Tongtian River, and the little white dragon transported the red boy back to the shore, with old enemies and new ones in his heart, how could he let it go and return to human form , rushed down the Tongtian River, chasing the figure of the Inspiration King from afar.

The King of Inspiration saw dying water monsters along the way, and he picked them up and carried them in his arms or on his back. Soon he was carrying a group of water monsters on his back, which made him breathless, but he swam desperately to his palace , the tail of the fish flicked up and down, not daring to stop, for fear that if I stopped, the aquarium would die.

But his back finally became lighter and lighter, and the sound of pain gradually dimmed. As he swam forward, the cold and hot Tongtian River water mixed with his tears, which remained in the river water and quickly became one.

King Inspiration finally swam to his palace, brought his aquarium into the palace, sealed the gate, and let them down.The corpses of the fish and shrimp slipped from his back and fell on the cold palace, and the rest were dying, as if they couldn't see anything in front of them-the king of inspiration knew that they had been roasted by the real fire of samadhi, and they were half-baked, relying only on the body Struggling with the remaining monster power, there is not much monster power left in his own body.

After driving away the flames and blowing up the blizzard again, all the demonic power that he had practiced in the Tongtian River for several years disappeared, leaving him as an ignorant goldfish, the tiny amount of power remaining in his body when he escaped from the lotus pond.

His little mandarin fish was lying on the bed with a calm face, this is the first aquarium he has seen since he entered the Tongtian River, not struggling in pain, not convulsed and dying.Xiao Mandarin is proud and smart, even if she knew she was going to face death, she was unwilling to expose her weakness.

His tears fell on Xiao Diao's face, and then slid down her face.

"Little mandarin fish?"

"Little mandarin fish, speak up."

Her lower body was wrapped in the quilt and melted into one body, as if it would turn into meat paste if she touched it. She also held a piece of hailstone in her hand, her palm was cold and the back of her hand was hot.

The little mandarin fish didn't speak.

In the whole palace, there was no water family member talking, Xiagu was leaning against the wall, already burned red, the Tongtian River was dead silent, only he was left, leaving from the bed in a daze, stumbling, walking from every room in the palace Pass.

There is no aquarium anymore.

He sat in front of the bed blankly, not knowing why he was sitting here, and what he was going to do. He was still holding the red copper hammer in his hand, which was heavy and heavy. The King of Inspiration glanced at the red copper hammer .

He felt that he should go to the monk, look for them, and beat you to death, but when the beating is over, so what?

The King of Inspiration threw away the red copper hammer, he moved extremely gently, holding Xiao Mandarin's hand, there was still a little power left in his body, he didn't want it anymore, and poured it into Xiao Mandarin's body.

A mortal examines the number one scholar, marries a princess, and is full of joy in the bridal chamber, but there is also a storybook about an ordinary person who examines the number one scholar and encounters a fraud by the prince and grandson, marries a beautiful wife and visits relatives, and encounters bandits. Love but not see, love but dare not love.

He once didn't want to read these, flipped through them, and threw them under the bed.

And the words that he felt he would never understand, someone wrote them down at the end of the storybook, word by word.

Buddhists say that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, illness, death, parting from love, long-lasting resentment, not being able to ask, not being able to let go.

He has already injected all the remaining power into Xiao Mandarin's body.

The King of Inspiration was speechless at this time. He lay down beside the bed, still looking like a ridiculously stupid goldfish. The fish eyes gradually became stiff and numb, rolled upwards, and the tears in the eye sockets finally fell down.

Perhaps before taking his last breath, he saw the golden light in the palace light up.

—Maybe it was his last illusion before he died.

The little mandarin fish is a mandarin fish, and she calls herself a mandarin fish in striped clothes. As long as she can remember, her lower body and tail have been a little awkward. Swimming around in the lotus pond is very strenuous. All creatures in the lotus pond think that it must be a fish. The old mandarin fish, many young male fishes looked down upon her until one day the striped mandarin fish finally transformed into a human form.

Her legs are still a bit inconvenient to walk, and there are mottled lines. Beside the lotus pond is a purple bamboo forest, which is very big. The wind blows the bamboo leaves rustling, and it is very cold. She is naked, I had no choice but to nest beside the lotus pond and pull a leaf to wrap myself up for the time being.

The fish and shrimps in the pond jumped up one after another to show their love to her. The striped mandarin fish decided to ignore them, but she was really too cold. She decided to either end the human form she finally transformed into, and return to the pool as a mandarin fish. Suddenly, I saw a young man walking towards her through the purple bamboo forest.

When the boy saw her, he hurriedly took off his long gown and put it on for her.The strip-clothed mandarin woman wrapped her clothes and felt a lot hotter, so she thanked him and told him her name.

The young man suddenly realized, his smile was a bit naive, and for some reason, the striped mandarin woman suddenly thought of the word idiot.

"You are that mandarin fish. I transformed before you. I am a goldfish. Call me inspiration."