Quick Attack Gods and Demons Journey to the West

Send away Moang and the little white dragon.

Zhang Tian felt a lot of emotions in his heart. Those demon kings who were so majestic in the eyes of everyone were just pitiful creatures in the eyes of others, no matter how great your abilities and skills were.

If you cannot practice to achieve the right result.

You cannot obtain the method to avoid the three disasters.

Then one can only rely on one's own abilities to overcome the three disasters and nine difficulties. If one can overcome them, one can continue to live; if not, one will die.

He thought about it and realized that he had wrongly blamed the other so-called great sage-level monsters who had sworn brotherhood with the monkey. It was not that they did not want to see the monkey, but it was very likely that they had already died in the disaster.

After all, the monkey made trouble in heaven for the second time.

And was suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain.

All of these happened a long time later.

It is inevitable that your life will end!

Sighing, Zhang Tian couldn't help feeling that he was really lucky to have entered the Bodhi Patriarch's school and cultivated endless wonderful methods. Otherwise, he would have to be like this demon king, racking his brains to figure out the method to prolong his life.

He gave a small portion of the gold, silver, jewelry, corals and other things that Mo'ang brought to other brothers, and gave the rest to the boy, placing them in Fangcun Mountain so that they could be used if needed.

But it's probably of no use.

After all, this red and yellow thing is precious, and even gods cannot produce it. We can invite Bodhisattvas and Arhats from Buddhism to preach, eliminate disasters and difficulties, and do our best.

It is just mud, after all, it is of no use to spiritual practice.

Just as the boy said, "You two are of low status and not well-known in the Three Realms. If you were the master's friends, you would definitely bring some pearls and relics, which can be called treasures."

This boy was enlightened by Patriarch Bodhi.

He has followed the other person for the longest time, and although he does not have any extraordinary skills, he is knowledgeable.

Zhang Tian nodded.

But he asked curiously, "I have heard of the relic. It is a treasure transformed from a great Buddhist practitioner. But what is the pearl? How can it be compared with the relic?"

The boy replied, "The pearl I'm talking about is not an ordinary thing. It is a magical pearl with the power of protection. I said this because I saw that person came from the Dragon Palace in the West Sea. This is because each of the four major dragon palaces has a magical pearl that can protect the dragon palace from being invaded by monsters and prevent the dragon clan's natural enemy, the Peng bird, from doing evil."

The Peng bird is the natural enemy of the dragon clan and feeds on dragons.

Zhang Tian was in a trance.

Only then did he come to his senses. No wonder the little white dragon burned the Queen Mother's pearl and was directly punished by his adopted father, the Dragon King of the West Sea, who accused the little white dragon of treason and sentenced him to death. It turned out that the pearl was so important.

Thinking of Little White Dragon's various behaviors after he went up the mountain, he couldn't help but think, Oh! What a naughty child!

When they returned to the top of the mountain, all the senior brothers who heard the news came to congratulate them. They were obviously amazed at the eldest prince of the West Sea who came to them for help. The other party was the son of the Dragon King. Not only did he have a noble status, but he was also rich. He was usually the kind of person who fawned over others, but now he actually came to visit Zhang Tian on his own initiative.

Unbelievable.

Zhang Tian just laughed it off and casually let the matter go. In his heart, he knew very well that the reason the other party was able to come to the mountain was because the Buddhist brother sold the post he wrote.

Although it was just a useless style of calligraphy for him, he still felt unhappy. After all, he was thinking of the friendship between them as fellow apprentices, but the other party treated it as a business.

So Zhang Tian continued to practice as usual, and also figured out a trick. Following Na Mo'ang's advice, he covered the peach tree, although he was not afraid of anyone coming up the mountain and stealing the peaches.

But after all, you don't have to worry about thieves.

I'm afraid that thieves will miss me.

Don’t steal or rob, just use favors!

That's even more uncomfortable!

Even the great immortal Zhenyuan, who owned a ginseng fruit tree, had to take out the extremely precious ginseng fruit to entertain friends from all corners of the world, let alone him, a mere cultivator.

It’s better to keep it a secret.

But when he looked at the young peach tree, he couldn't help but sigh, "Peach tree, peach tree, even in a place like heaven where spiritual energy gathers, it still has to go through three thousand years of suffering before it can bloom and bear fruit."

"If it were an ordinary cultivator, they wouldn't live as long as you."

"It's also fortunate that I have such a chance to meet someone with a lifespan of ten thousand years. Maybe I have a slight chance to taste you again."

Zhang Tian felt relieved.

You have to know that the earth is not like the sky, and even though he has Shennong's magical powers to take care of him, he will probably grow slower. Fortunately, it is a three thousand year old peach tree, so he can still eat it even if it is three thousand years later.

If it is a six thousand year old peach tree, and another six thousand years later, it will not be about Zhang Tian eating peaches, but about comparing whether the grass on his grave is taller than the peach tree?

But he also sighed twice.

After all, as a disciple of Bodhi Patriarch, he was taught the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills and Huangting Daojing, and also received the Tao Te Ching from Taishang Laojun, and also held the thigh of the monkey. With such inheritance and background, he could still die of old age...

Then he is useless!

Wouldn't that mean he would become the same as Lu Mingfei?

Zhang Tian continued his practice.

The monkey seemed very impatient. Although in the eyes of everyone else it was just a piece of scrap copper and iron, in his eyes, it was a rare treasure in the world.

The monkey said, "Brother, it has been three days, why hasn't the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea sent the Dingri Divine Needle to me yet? Could it be that my old neighbor, the Dragon King, has changed his mind and doesn't want to give the treasure to me?"

Zhang Tian curled his lips.

Except you, a monkey who has become holy in the flesh.

Who would treat a telephone pole as a treasure?

If Erlang Shen fights with you in the future and sees the familiar stick in your hand, and you can fight with him for a hundred rounds and be evenly matched, will you doubt your life and step on the magic weapon in your hand that is regarded as magical by everyone?

Three more days passed.

Finally there was movement.

I saw the earth shaking and there was an unusual movement at the foot of the mountain. From afar, I saw a huge mountain pillar slowly moving towards me. There were countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals underneath who were lifting it with all their strength. There were at least hundreds of people, all of whom had cultivated into human form and had magical powers, but they were still struggling so much.

The monkey laughed out loud when he saw it, "My dear, you are so capable!"

He came closer, touched and prodded it without any incantation, and in front of the bewildered eyes of many shrimp soldiers and crab generals, he easily lifted up the Dinghai Shenzhen, which weighed 13,500 kilograms for mortals and was as heavy as Mount Tai for immortals and could suppress the endless waves of the East China Sea.

Shining brightly.

Shining with golden light.

The monkey makes it big when asked to be big, and makes it small when asked to be small. It is very clever, which makes the shrimp soldiers and crab generals doubt their lives. Is this wishful treasure really the piece of broken pig iron in the Dragon Palace?

The monkey was delighted and shouted, "Brother, come out! Take a beating from me!"

Zhang Tian hid in the cave, turning a deaf ear to everything and heard nothing. Although he had already mastered the Glazed Golden Body, he could not withstand the monkey's great strength and the magical weapon. If they were to fight, he would definitely be beaten, after all, his Tai Chi diagram could not be used for close combat.

Play dead.

Let this monkey poke holes in the sky!

then……

Zhang Tian looked at the Ruyi Jingu Bang that soared into the sky and seemed to have pierced through the thirty-three heavens, and fell into silence for a long time.

Yes! Yes, I have confirmed it with my eyes. This is a real monkey!