About ten days after Yang Hongru left, Sun Wukong couldn't hold on and jumped out of the flames. Eighteen days later, Tang Monk also completed tempering the golden body.

Although this wave of fire-refined golden bodies did not allow Tang Seng and Sun Wukong to improve their realm, their golden bodies were harder, and they also had increased fire resistance and fire immunity effects. In the future, flames with a lower level than the Sun Golden Fire will basically not be able to hurt them.

--The presence of the true fire of Samadhi is just scratching an itch for them.

"Thank you Zen Master for the fire!" After thanking the Zen Master, Tang Monk took the team and left to continue on the road. Everyone gained a lot from this trip to Futu Mountain, except Tianpeng and his wife.

Sure enough, people are wandering in the world, and their background is very important... Tang Monk is protected by Emperor Zhenwu, and opportunities are rolling in on him. Look at the defeated Zen Master Wuchao, he is the only one left in the Jinwu clan to suffer.

Support...it's too difficult!

After leaving the Eastern Land and the Tang Dynasty and entering the Western Regions, the scenery was dominated by various deserts and Gobis. If Xiao Bailong didn't make water for them in time, they wouldn't even be able to take a bath! So although Xiao Bai's ability is a bit weak, but he

It is still an indispensable presence in the team - logistics support is also an important part of learning experience.

Because the weather was getting hotter and hotter, the group of people were sitting in the jeep with the air conditioner blowing on and drinking ice cream. These ice creams were carried by Sun Wukong to the nearest Great Emperor Temple every day after get off work.

In Nanzhan Buzhou, the Zhenwu Emperor Temple is the best supply point for the Buddhist scripture collection team. Does the mighty Wudang Young Master want to eat or drink and still lack anything? The living conditions in Wudang are not comparable to those in the current world!

Girl Maoer asked while flipping through the menu: "Is the standard of six dishes and one soup for lunch today - three meat dishes, three vegetarian dishes and one seafood soup OK?"

Tang Monk nodded and said, "The chef is in charge! What can we say to the rest of us who are eating?"

"Yes, yes! With Maomei, we can finally eat high-quality food!" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Xiao Bailong listened with a smile and didn't answer any questions. This path of learning is much happier than being a prince in the West Sea Dragon Palace. The friends in the team are very capable and well-spoken. I really like it here!

When it was time for lunch break, Tang Seng found a nice place to park his car, then took out the cooking utensils and started cooking. Girl Mao Er was still in charge of the stove, while the four gentlemen gathered together to play black games.

Before the match was over, a gust of wind came roaring, carrying sand in the wind and knocking over the pots and pans... Girl Maoer who was cooking was also blown from a white rabbit to a gray rabbit.

...

"What kind of demonic wind is this blowing?" Canpeng complained as he helped the big gray rabbit pat the dust off his body.

Sun Wukong frowned: "You are right, this is really a demonic wind!"

"Is there a monster? And it disturbed our lunch?" Tang Monk wiped his bald head with his sleeve, and the place where the rag touched was shiny - the effect of the brocade cassock not to be stained by dust is really good!

Sun Wukong nodded: "There is evil energy in the wind... and there is also arrow energy..."

"What is Yaqi?" Tang Monk asked.

Sun Wukong said leisurely: "Fart..."

"Monkey smash! Come with me to send warmth! You monster like a dog! Kill it! Xiaobai, you two can watch the stall, and we will go back as soon as we go!" Tang Monk picked up the nine-ring tin staff, grabbed Sun Wukong and left.

Sun Wukong took Tang Monk flying with a cloud-climbing technique. The two of them searched in the direction of the evil wind, and finally found this farting guy in Huangfeng Ridge Huangfeng Cave.

The golden hoop was made bigger and thicker, and Sun Wukong rounded his arms and hit the stick at the entrance of the cave. The good door was smashed into tofu by Sun Wukong.

Boom... The door was smashed. The yellow wind monster picked up the three steel forks and ran out. He wanted to see who dared to smash his cave and risk his life?

"Hey! Where did you two get out of here as wild monks? Who destroyed my cave, the king?" the yellow wind monster asked through gritted teeth with its sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

Sun Wukong weighed the stick and said, "It's your Grandpa Sun! You monster is so unethical. You fart everywhere and fly sand and rocks! We want to have a good meal, but you have disturbed us! How do you think this battle will be settled?"

"How do you calculate it? It's nonsense! I just like to blow wind! This eight-hundred-mile desert is blown by me! What can I do?" The yellow wind monster laughed arrogantly: "I have the innate Samadhi divine wind to protect my body.

, who among the gods and Buddhas in the sky can do anything to me?”

Tang Monk and Sun Wukong looked at each other: "Open the golden body! Beat him!"

If I don’t beat you, who will beat you? You pretended to do everything!

Tang Monk mustered up all his muscles and was about to punch. Sun Wukong also became golden and used his full firepower. The Yellow Wind Monster raised his fork and stabbed, but was hit two miles away by Sun Wukong's stick - whether it was strength or martial arts, the Yellow Wind Monster was

Far from it.

"Smash it! Eat my stick!" Tang Monk picked up the nine-ring tin stick and hit the yellow wind monster, but before the stick could reach him, a strong wind blew up.

It doesn't matter if the wind blows, it's like flying sand and rocks, making the sky and earth dark.

Not only Tang Monk and Wukong on the ground, but also the heaven above the Nine Heavens Tower were blown away.

Tang Monk and Wukong were blown away without checking. This Samadhi Divine Wind was indeed a super magical power, blowing the two brothers nearly one hundred thousand miles away.

"Ahem...where is this?" After Tang Monk pulled himself out of the soil, he asked Sun Wukong, who was lying upside down in the shape of an onion.

Sun Wukong looked around, then he took out his mobile phone and located it, and then he was happy: "Boss! We have arrived in the Western Heaven!"

"Go away! We are still alive!" Tang Monk jumped to his feet.

Sun Wukong pointed to the ground and said: "This is the Western Heaven! At the foot of Lingshan Mountain! I came here once when I bombed Lingshan Mountain, and I reached the place after walking a little further."

Tang Seng also laughed.

What is this? A blessing in disguise? No need to drive a thousand miles!

So Tang Monk took Sun Wukong up the foot of Lingshan Mountain, and there were Buddhist scenic spots along the way. There were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there were many towers in the mist and rain. Lingshan Mountain in the West was even more spectacular. Everywhere you looked up, you could see Buddhist lands.

Feeling that Sun Wukong and Tang Monk had reached the foot of Lingshan Mountain, Tathagata was a little panicked: "Why...how did the Buddhist monks get to Lingshan Mountain?"

Guanyin was also confused - the pilgrims hadn't left Nanzhanbuzhou yet, could they be said to have flown here?

Tang Monk and Sun Wukong arrived at Daleiyin Temple smoothly, and saw many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas along the way. Finally, they went to the innermost place and saw Tathagata Buddha, the supreme ruler of Xitianling Mountain.

"Buddha! We are here! Where is the scripture?" Tang Monk asked.

Buddha:......

My mentality is so shattered! People who seek Buddhist scriptures don’t follow martial ethics!

"Honorable Guanyin, check how many hardships the sutra collectors have gone through, can they obtain the true sutra?" Tathagata Buddha asked.

Guanyin quickly checked: "Reporting to the Buddha, there are only two difficulties for Jin Chanzi and his party - the first difficulty is that Jin Chan was demoted; the second difficulty is to learn skills as a young man; the third difficulty is to resign as a young man; the fourth difficulty is to be blocked by the yellow wind...Nine

The Nine Eighty-One Dilemma is seriously inadequate. This scripture cannot be obtained in any case. Tang Monk Wukong, how did you two come to Lingshan? If you flew here by magic power, it does not count."

"We were blown here by the wind...it's the Yellow Wind Monster." Sun Wukong rubbed his red eyes and muttered.

The Yellow Wind Monster's samadhi divine wind is really sharp, no wonder it can restrain the golden bodies of Tang Monk and Sun Wukong. Seeing this situation, the Buddhas in the West suddenly became concerned, and they found a way to restrain the sutra collectors.

If you can't beat me head-on, let's throw away the sand. As long as you suffer, it's a hardship... Finally found the flaw!
Chapter completed!