Immortal Apricot of the Primordial Era

Chapter 286 Receive the white dragon, the bear who stole the cassock

Under the moonlight, a man and a monkey are walking. The monk is holding a nine-ringed tin staff. He has a tall and straight posture, red lips and white teeth, and is free and unrestrained. The monkey is wearing a tiger skin suit, carrying a golden hoop on his shoulder, and is following behind with a baggage.

"Wukong, you will definitely not recite the Tightening Curse after becoming a master!"

"Ok!"

.........

The days that followed were peaceful, because Xuanzang had never recited the Tightening Curse, so there was no difference between the monkey's head and the absence of the Tightening Curse.

He had forgotten everything that happened in his consciousness, except for those purple eyes and those words.

Sun Wukong also often thinks, whose eyes are those?Who said that sentence?But in the end there was no answer.

Soon, one person and one monkey arrived at Yingchou Stream. Just as they were passing by, a white dragon rushed out from the bottom of the water and blocked their way.

Sun Wukong had already been suffocating because of the tightening curse. When he saw this scene, he raised the golden cudgel and hit Bailong without saying anything.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Bailong hurriedly raised his sword to block it.

Bailong had no power to resist, he only heard a "boom" sound, and he was knocked into the Yingchou Stream by the monkey.

Ao Lie's expression suddenly changed. He could feel that the jade pendant on his chest was broken. It was given to him by his father. It contained the quasi-sage's Taoist magic power and could block Da Luo's blow.

He hurriedly said: "Hold on, do you want to ask? Are you from the Tang Dynasty in the East and going to the West to worship Buddha and seek scriptures?"

As soon as this remark came out, the golden cudgel raised by the monkey stopped in the air, and Xuanzang stepped forward and asked:
"Are you also inspired by the Golden Light Bodhisattva to protect me when I go to the West to obtain scriptures?"

Ao Lie nodded hurriedly and spoke very quickly:

"Exactly, exactly! Xiaolong is the third son of the Dragon King of the West Sea. He violated the rules of heaven and was imprisoned here by the Emperor of Heaven. He received the enlightenment of the Bodhisattva and protected the master to obtain Buddhist scriptures from the West!"

There is no other way. If you don't hurry up, it won't work. If you don't hurry up, the dragon's life will be gone. Didn't you see the monkey watching eagerly from the side?

The monkey was a little surprised when he heard this. He had also seen the Dragon King of the West Sea. It was a golden immortal, but this white dragon was Taiyi Perfection.

It can even block one of his sticks, proving that he has a life-saving treasure on him.

Things are getting more and more confusing. Maybe not only the Heavenly Palace, but also the Underworld and the East China Sea were playing him.

Although he thought so, the monkey's expression did not change and instead he sneered:
"You little dragon, you are only a Taiyi practitioner, and you can't even take a blow from Lao Sun. How dare you say that Master Bao went to the West to obtain scriptures?"

When Bailong heard this, he smiled slightly and said:

"This must be the Monkey King! Although Xiaolong doesn't have the ability to conquer demons, he can serve as a foothold. The journey to the west is long. If I rely on the master's legs to measure it, I don't know how many years it will take."

When Xuanzang heard it, his heart was moved immediately. A real Buddha is also unavoidable from greed and vanity, let alone Xuanzang.

In the human world, which sect has a flood dragon, or even a sub-dragon, that is something to show off.

Now a real dragon appeared in front of him and said that he would act as a legion.

Dragon Knight!Who doesn’t want to do it!
So naturally, Bailong became a disciple of Xuanzang, and the duo became a trio. Xuanzang no longer had to stop to meditate to recover his magic power.

Bailong's foot strength is tens of thousands of miles a day. This is because Xuanzang's physical weakness is too fast and he can't bear it. The group quickly walked out of the Tang Dynasty.

On this day, one person, one monkey and one horse looked at a building in a mountain depression from a distance, but they saw golden walls and red tiles, pavilions and pavilions.

"This seems to be a temple?" Xuanzang asked slightly uncertainly.

Sun Wukong smiled. He had already seen it with his golden eyes, and he said, "It is indeed a temple."

When Xuanzang heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. It was a pity that since he left Chang'an, he had not seen a temple along the way. Today he finally saw it.

The east is the territory of Taoist sects. Taoist temples are everywhere, but temples are rare. Even if they exist, they are the practice of Hinayana Buddhism.

Tang Seng couldn't help speeding up his pace a little, stepped forward, and knocked on the door.

After some conversation, we learned that this was the Jinguang Temple, where the Golden Light Bodhisattva was enshrined. The monks in the courtyard were not surprised to see Sun Wukong.

The monster clan is also a big force in the prehistoric world. Although they have blood feuds with the human race, there are not a few people who marry humans and monsters. Moreover, Buddhism has long said that there are guardian spirit beasts, so they don't take it seriously.

The abbot of the temple also had the same level of cultivation as Xuanzang, so the master and disciples were warmly received.

Two thousand miles away from Jinguangyuan, there is a Black Wind Mountain. The rocks are black and the mountain is majestic and towering. It is covered by black mist, but it is full of spiritual energy. Not to mention it is in the human world, even the fairy world is also a paradise of fairy mountains.

600 years ago, this place was still a small black hilltop, not as majestic as it is today. At that time, a little demon in the realm of refining qi and becoming a god lived here.

Later, a black bear came from nowhere and occupied this place, and the little demon who refined energy and turned into a god was taken under his command.

There are countless natural and earthly treasures in the black bear. After 600 years of transformation, it has this majestic mountain look.

At this time, in the Batu Cave, Xiong Hei was lying on the stone bed, and the black bear's face was full of comfort as he blended in with the surrounding environment.

There are about a dozen banshees around, each with their own unique characteristics and stunning beauty. There are even some that have incomplete transformation and have the characteristics of the demon clan remaining on their bodies.

Originally, Xiong Hei thought that his ancestor was just a gatekeeper. In addition, there were Hunyuan everywhere in the Xuanyuan world, so he thought that his ancestor was not strong.

But since he left the Xuanyuan Realm, Xiong Hei realized how powerful his ancestor was. He had been wandering in the Immortal Realm for a while, and the person with the highest cultivation level he had ever seen was Da Luo.

And in these 600 years, Xiong Hei's understanding of Black Wind Escape has never stopped. 200 years ago, he jumped out of the long river of time and space, attained Daluo Daluo, settled down in Black Wind Mountain, and began a life of enjoyment.

Xiong Hei opened his huge mouth slightly, and the maid beside him sent the grilled and thorned arowana into his mouth in good time.

He comfortably enjoyed the service of the banshee around him, and he had long forgotten the task his ancestor entrusted to him.

At this moment, a thick palm broke through the void, came from an unknown place, clenched it into a fist, with its middle finger slightly raised, hit Xiong Hei's head with a "bang", and then disappeared!

"Ow!"

The black bear let out a shrill shout, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears. He jumped up and startled the maid next to him.

All this happened in an instant, even with the spiritual consciousness of Xiong Heidaluo, he didn't notice it.

A long spear appeared in the hands of the black bear. He looked around vigilantly and asked cautiously:
"Who?"

The surrounding maids had question marks on their faces, and even Xiong Hei didn't notice it, let alone them.

On the shore of the East China Sea in the Immortal Realm, in the Xuanyuan Realm, the two of them stood side by side.

He looks like a young man, with a gentle expression and elegant temperament. He is dressed in white clothes.One person has an upright posture, a tall stature, a strong build, and a rugged face.

The former laughed heartily, while the latter had black lines all over his head.

The Jing Hua Shui Yue Jutsu appeared in front of them, and Xiong Hei's figure appeared in it. He drew his gun and looked around with a blank expression, which looked silly and cute.

"Fellow Taoist Xiong Man, your descendant is really a talent! No, Xiong is a talent!"

The person who spoke was a quasi-sage from the Fuzhu clan, named Qingxian, who was the strongest existence under Fuzhu.

After Xiong Man heard this, the black line on his head deepened. He knocked on it but still felt uneasy. He stretched out his palm again, opened the space, knocked hard again, and left a sentence: "Xiong Zai, don't Forget your mission!"

The dazed Xiong Hei in the Batu Cave was knocked again. He covered his huge bear head, his eyes full of grievances, and secretly cursed "Old man!"

Looking at the strange eyes of the maids around him, Xiong Hei couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and scolded: "Go down whatever you look at!"

The maids looked at each other in blank dismay, then saluted and left.

After all the waiting maids had retired, Xiong Hei sat alone on the stone bed and began to think.

Ever since he was a child, his ancestors had assigned him a task, which was to steal a cassock. It is said that it was assigned by Tianzun.

It had been 600 years since he left Xuanyuan Realm. During this period, Xiong Man had never looked for him. He suddenly reminded that the cassock should have arrived.

Thinking of this, Xiong Hei yelled: "Come here!"

After the words fell, a red giant bear came from outside the cave. It looked like it had been refining the spirit and returning to the void. It was the original owner of Black Wind Mountain. He leaned down slightly and said respectfully:

"What is the king's order?"

"Xiong Chi, what kind of monk has come recently within this hundred thousand miles radius of Black Wind Mountain?"

"My lord, a day ago, a monk rode a white horse and brought a monkey demon to this place, and now he is in the Golden Light Courtyard!"

Hearing this, Xiong Hei thought to himself: "Monkey? It should be the monk who caused trouble in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago. The cassock that the ancestor wanted me to steal must be there!"

He walked out of the Black Wind Cave, and a gust of black wind was generated out of thin air, wrapped him up, and headed towards the Golden Light Courtyard.

……

On a fairy island in the South China Sea, there are purple bamboos all over the place, most of them are seven or eight feet high, and a few are as high as nine feet.

Every bamboo exudes a gleaming purple light, crystal clear, as if carved from the warmest purple jade.

The breeze blew, the bamboo leaves rustled, fell from the bamboo branches, fell to the ground, did not land, and directly merged into the earth, nourishing the essence of the earth, forming a cycle of reincarnation.

Deep in the purple bamboo forest, there is a cave. Cihang Taoist holds a mutton-fat jade vase in his hand, with willow branches inserted in it. In front of him is a lotus pond, with a golden carp faintly visible.

Three flowers bloomed above his head, and the rhythm of the Tao filled the air. Mu Zha sat cross-legged below, listening quietly to the Tao. The carps in the lotus pond swayed as Ci Hang chanted.

Suddenly, Cihang had an impulse, as if something he deserved appeared out of nowhere.

The Taoist charm on his body was still the same, but there was a trace of his mind that could detect the secrets of heaven.

Following the guidance, finally, a figure appeared in his eyes. The figure was hazy and could not be seen clearly. He could only see that it was a strong, human-like creature.

"Roar!"

Just when Cihang wanted to pry further, a beast roar came from the long river of time and space, traveling through hundreds of millions of years, interrupting Cihang.

Then, Xiong Man's strong figure came along the long river of time and space and appeared in the purple bamboo forest of Luojia Mountain.

At this time, Muzha and Jinli who were immersed in the Taoist rhyme were also awakened. They felt a rough and wild atmosphere, like a fierce beast from ancient times, oppressing the world.

"Who am I telling you? It's Taoist friend Cihang. Xiong Man is so polite!" Xiong Man said with a smile and a salute.

Cihang was also smiling, but he did not dare to neglect. He stood up and returned the same salute.

Although Xiong Man was just showing the door to his senior brother, Cihang didn't dare to trust him.

Don't think you are just a gatekeeper, but you should also look at who you are guarding the gate. There is a saying in the world that the seventh-rank official is in front of the prime minister's gate.

This Xiong Man was guarding the gate of Xuanyuan Realm, and he could often hear saints and even Hunyuan Wuji discussing the Tao. Not only he, but also his master, Yuanshi Tianzun, received such treatment.

Just for this gatekeeper job, if you go out to recruit, the Hunyuan Saint may be hindered by his status. I'm sorry, but the Quasi Saint will definitely grab the head.

Putting all these aside, just talking about cultivation, this Xiong Man is also at the same level as him.

"I wonder why my friend is spying on my descendants?" Xiong Man said straight to the point without being verbose.

"To tell you the truth, fellow daoist, I just preached to my disciples, and suddenly I had a sudden whim, and followed the secret of the heavens, and found the descendant of fellow daoist!"

Xiong Man nodded knowingly, and Cihang continued: "It's just right, since Fellow Daoist is here, the poor Daoist can save a trip!"

"We, Luojia Mountain, are short of a great mountain guardian. I wonder if I can give up my love?"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Man thought for a moment and readily agreed.

This Taoist Cihang is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Cult. The Twelve Golden Immortals have the cultivation level of a quasi-sage. Although Cihang ranks at the bottom among them, his cultivation level is not worse than him.

After saying that, Xiong Man's figure disappeared like a bubble.

This is just a mark left by Xiong Man on Xiong Hei. It can deliver a quasi-holy blow, but it will dissipate very quickly.

.........

Ten miles away from Jinguangyuan, Xiong Hei was still on the way, and he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, as if something bad had happened.

The black bear who was serious about stealing the cassock had no idea that he had been sold!
The black bear quickly arrived at Jinguangyuan, but he did not dare to release his spiritual consciousness for fear of alarming the monkeys.

He walked around the Jinguangyuan and finally found the room where Xuanzang and the monkey were. The black wind wrapped around them blocked his consciousness.

Looking from a distance, Xuanzang was meditating in the room, and the monkey was looking at something with concentration. After seeing the monkey, Xiong Hei confirmed what he was thinking.

He looked at the room carefully, and when he saw what the monkey was holding, Xiong Hei's pupils shrank, and he recognized it. It was the Complete Book of Six Realms.

The Complete Book of the Six Realms, this is a rare treasure, which records most of the information in the prehistoric world, even the battle video of the Hunyuan Saint.

This is something produced by the Xuanyuan Realm. Except for some big forces in the Xuanyuan Realm and the Great Desolation, other people don't even know that there is such a thing as the Complete Book of the Six Realms.

Xiong Hei read it carefully for a while and breathed a sigh of relief. It was not the complete book of six realms, but only the fragments of fighting.

Then, he saw the only package in the room and thought: "The cassock must be in this package!"

Without hesitation or making a plan, Xiong Hei just forced his way in, picked up the package and ran away.

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment. He didn't even react. Not to mention Xuanzang, he didn't even see anyone coming in.

Soon, the monkey came to his senses, a ferocious look appeared on his face, he stumbled, and disappeared into a golden light.

The broken golden eyes are always paying attention to Xiong Hei, and the broken golden eyes that can penetrate the nine heavens and nine secluded worlds can't see clearly the scene behind Heifeng.

And the distance between the two is getting farther and farther, gradually the monkey can't keep up.

He was shocked in his heart, what kind of person is this, why is the evil wind on his body so strong?As far as this skill of controlling the wind is concerned, I am afraid that the wind god in the heaven can't compare with it!

(End of this chapter)