It's still useful to call me grandpa.

When Huang Shang was driving Huang Shijing all the way to the battle site on the border of Qinglong Mountain, he suddenly felt an extremely ferocious and brutal force coming from the air.

Nine Spirits Yuansheng!

This is a rare being among the demon clan who is proficient in the art of cause and effect. He can tell good or bad luck just by counting with his fingers.

Huang Shijing carries the Buddhist scriptures, which is equivalent to carrying the core of the whirlpool of the overt and covert struggle between the two major forces of heaven and Buddhism. In addition, he keeps talking about his grandfather, and Jiuling Yuansheng naturally feels it.

Then, the ancient demon sage roared, threatening to come over with unparalleled ferocious power.

"ヾ(≧o≦)〃~"

"close!"

This man's roar is known as "reaching the Three Saints above, and penetrating the Nine Springs below". With one roar in the cave, he can attack from far away. Huang Shang had already expected it, and he used the Seven Immortal Illusions skillfully, and the immortal gate was closed.

, forming a world of its own.

Like the roar of a lion roaring in a hurricane, the fairy gate suddenly trembled, like a simple thatched house, withstanding the beating of the violent storm, the doors and windows rattled, the walls were crumbling, and holes were drilled and broken.

If it is a real thatched house, according to this trend, it will not be able to hold on for ten breaths, but Huang Shangchunche's Tianyi Zhenqi is flowing on the immortal gate, like a tinker with hundreds of arms and hands, holding a big

Hammer and start repairing the house.

Big blow! Big hammer! Big blow! Big hammer!

In the confrontation between whirring and clanking, the outline of the Immortal Gate became clearer and clearer. The three beads on the door corresponding to the first three moves of the Seven Immortal Illusions slowly circulated and became more rounded. The other four "grooves"

" also emerged, with light gathering.

Borrow the power of Nine Spirits Yuansheng to polish yourself!

Huang Shang was well prepared and calm.

When it comes to evil spirits and overbearing people, the ten Taiyin Star Lords are not as good as the Jiuling Yuansheng.

But when it comes to the integrity of the realm of cultivation, Jiuling Yuan Sheng is not good enough.

After many years of riding as a mount, he lost the most important unyielding spirit of the Demon Saint.

Even in the lower realm, one knows that one will be caught sooner or later, and the freedom obtained is not true freedom.

This kind of contradictory psychology will also be reflected in the lion's roar. As long as you grasp this contradictory point, you will naturally be invincible.

Of course, this is a confrontation in the air, not a real physical battle.

Otherwise, with the demon saint's big body, Huang Shang's small body would be torn into pieces in the face of him.

So when Jiuling Yuan Sheng discovered that there was nothing he could do to the monk who was torturing his precious grandson, he immediately jumped out of the cave and rushed here.

Huang Shang felt a strong sense of urgency, and he swung the Purple Thunder Zen Staff and slapped Huang Shijing on the buttocks.

Bang!

The yellow lion spirit flew up with its entire body, soared into the clouds and mist, and drew a perfect parabola towards the mountain boundary.

"Buddhist scriptures!"

Sanzang, who had been fighting all the way, suddenly changed his expression.

The Buddhist scriptures are approaching rapidly!

"Kasaya! Get up!"

Sanzang shook his arms, and the brocade cassock immediately rose up, turning into a red barrier, covering the sky and covering the rhino spirit.

"Master?"

The three apprentices were startled. This is a forbidden move. It is used to prevent the enemy from escaping. It may seem majestic, but it consumes a lot of mana. This is a wilderness and will not accidentally hurt others. It seems to make no sense to use it like this.

"Hey, this monk is confused!"

The rhinoceros spirit even sneered, and the pair of horns on its head made a squeaking sound, emitting a demonic aura of thunder and lightning, and blasted towards the cassock.

Look at us breaking your cassock!

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Sanzang's mouth, and the cassock circled clockwise, while the golden dragon inside flew counterclockwise. Under the interplay of two opposite forces, this imprisoned area was like falling into a roller, transcending everything.

The speed spun rapidly.

"Broken! Broken! Broken!"

The three rhinoceros spirits rose into the air and launched their strongest attack. Under the struggle between the enemy and ourselves, the cassock, which had grown so large that it covered the sky, was quickly riddled with holes. Finally, it shrank into a brocade cassock and returned to Sanzang.

The aura is dim.

But during this process, the scriptures in the rhinoceros spirit's arms were also attracted by the Buddha's energy, and flew out one after another, and were swept away by the cassock.

"Monk, your thousands of scriptures are still in our cave. If you have retrieved these hundreds of scriptures, what's the use of them!"

Only then did the rhinoceros spirit know the other party's true purpose, but he was not afraid and shouted: "Quickly retreat, we will complete the study of the scriptures and become Buddhas and ancestors. Maybe we will return it to you, hahaha!"

As soon as they finished speaking, a scream suddenly came from the sky. They looked up and saw a small golden dot enlarging continuously, turning into a yellow-haired lion with a large stack of Buddhist scriptures on its back.

"Ahhhhhh... bang!"

The yellow-haired lion fell half to death. The Buddhist scriptures on his back flicked and fell into Sha Monk's arms.

He then took the hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures that Sanzang had recaptured, combined the two, wrapped one volume, weighed it, and said happily: "Master, there are quite a few, fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes, they are all here!"

Just by weighing it, you can tell how many scriptures there are. It's so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.

"good!"

Sanzang was overjoyed, looked at the rhinoceros spirit coldly, and waved his nine-ringed tin staff.

"What a disaster!"

The rhinoceros sank carefully.

Before they took action, they could not see that this monk was extremely difficult to mess with. They relied on Buddhist scriptures to force him to restrain his hands.

Now that the hostages are gone and the cassocks are still intact, could it be that they are going to die here today?

Thousands of years of cultivation, lost in one day?

In fact, their original fate was even worse than this idea.

Although Wukong was defeated by monsters, he could go to heaven for help and invited four of the twenty-eight constellations from the lower realms. Among them, Jing Muyan was the nemesis of the rhinoceros. He bit one to death on the spot, with the horns taken off and skinned.

The rhinoceros meat is reserved for the Dragon King of the West Sea to enjoy.

A group of monsters eat one monster and feast on it.

The monster clan preys on the weak, which has always been the case, but it also has no background relationship.

For example, the yellow lion spirit lying on the ground moaning in pain was beaten to death by Wukong, while the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng was taken away by Taiyi Zhenren. Nothing happened.

It's an old routine.

But at this moment, Sanzang hopes to influence these free-range monsters with no background: "If you have thoughts towards the Buddha, you can change your mind and enter my Zen sect, and you will have the time to achieve true enlightenment!"

"You... are willing to teach us Buddhist scriptures and practice?"

The three rhinoceros spirits were originally prepared to fight to the death and escape as many as they could, but unexpectedly they took a turn.

When did Buddhism become truly compassionate?

For a moment they didn't know whether they could believe it or not. They looked at each other and hesitated.

"Go quickly! A stronger monster is coming!"

But at this moment, a figure of a monk in white rushed over, grabbed the yellow lion spirit, said a word, and disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

We came in a hurry and left in a hurry, wishing we could meet again.

"not good!"

Sanzang counted with his fingers, his expression changed dramatically, and he called his three disciples, who also trotted all the way: "Hurry up!"

The three rhinoceros spirits do not understand the method of karma and divination, but the thousand-year-old demon has a whim, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, and suddenly feels a terrible crisis coming.

"The one captured by another monk was the Yellow Lion Spirit?"

"Didn't he leave for the banquet? Could it be that he is the ancestor of Huang Shijing, the most protective godfather..."

The three demons worked together and immediately locked onto the suspicious target, their straight horns softening in fear.

This yellow lion spirit was originally just a little demon. He didn't even have five hundred years of cultivation, so he was not qualified to talk to them. However, in recent years, he worshiped a godfather with great supernatural powers and boundless power. He suddenly started to tremble, and the rhinoceros spirit also

We can only pretend to be cowardly and hold our noses to get close to each other.

If that godfather takes action now, life or death will really depend on the other person's thoughts.

The three-headed rhinoceros spirits no longer dared to hesitate. They even gave up the foundation of the cave and directly chased after Sanzang: "Master, master, wait, we are willing to change our ways and turn around!"

"My Buddha is merciful. If the three lay people have good thoughts, they will surely achieve good things..."

Sanzang turned around happily, then stopped abruptly.

"You must be rewarded with good things, right? Just finish what you said! Ah!"

The rhinoceros spirit looked sad, looked back, and screamed in fright.
To be continued...