Li Yuanfeng's ghost car is sitting upright in the attic in the center of the Zhujie Mountain Cave. This is a two-story full bamboo structure, with novel decoration and antique flavor. The windows inlaid with gorgeous patterns of wooden stained glass, rustling through the bright bird wings on the branches. The ten bird heads behind him gathered like rings, green in the forest, and cold light. They are constantly communicating with Zhujie Mountain, the blue wave pool of rocky mountains, the Pansi Cave and the Yellow Flower Temple. The heaven and earth are inspiring, and they feel the mystery in the dark.

Outside, the sun is high in the sky, and the shadows on the leaves are illuminated by the wind, and the sound of bamboos are blowing, occasionally revealing snails lying on the small tentacles, carrying shells, slowly. In the distance, the rugged rocks are intersecting, and the rest on the ground are halos of large and small, colorful and beautiful. The wisps of earth are filled with mist, coming from below, condensed into a spring, like a string of beads, and the treasure trees are hanging on the light. The small rainbow hangs on both sides, swaying and back and forth.

The unity of man and nature is hidden in it.

Dingdong, Dingdong,

With the understanding, the energy and energy around responded in this way, gathering into the treasure bell, Ruyi, Hengqin, Big Drum, Jade Chime, etc., with various postures and wonderful sounds.

Dingdong, Dingdong, Dingdong,

In the wonderful sound, the fragrance is swaying.

The demonic aura in Li Yuanfeng's eyes became more and more powerful, and it was soaring that every key node on Xiniu Hezhou was extraordinary, and contained the wonder of the era. After refining, it was very beneficial to the cultivation of the Taoist fruit.

“Huh,”

At this moment, if Li Yuanfeng suddenly felt it, he stopped practicing, and all the ten bird heads were raised behind him. Twenty green and strange eyes tear apart the time and space, and fell behind Zhujie Mountain. It was a deep dark water, which stretched across the endless shore and was endless. In the ripples, there was the deepest darkness that could swallow everything.

“Inside,”

Black Water is a mysterious space-time formed by the dark side of Xiniu Hezhou Continent under the impact of the power of the era and the energy of the human world. It is difficult for monks to enter, and they basically have dark eyes and belong to the stage of land reclamation. But for some reason, at this moment, Li Yuanfeng sensed that rippling light appeared on the black water behind the time and space of Zhujie Mountain, and people outside entered the black water and hid inside.

"Let me take a look."

Li Yuanfeng felt a sense, snorted, pressed his eyebrows with his hand, and the ten bird heads behind him dispersed, and instead they were overlapping darkness extended over, like a thick curtain, revealing a pair of narrow eyes from behind the curtain, which was cold and ruthless, but it could also see through the complex changes in people's hearts.

It is the power of the Lord of the Inner Demon. Wherever he goes, a layer of black shadow is stained in his eyes, faintly blending into the black water. Although it is not the same as the black water, it also has similarities and can be extended by blessings.

In this way, I don’t know how long it took, my eyes paused slightly, because I could see that in the deep black water, golden light shone and was surrounded by patterns, like Bodhis, and it was brilliant. But such light flashed and soon disappeared.

"It's indeed a member of the Fanmen."

The golden color in the afterglow in Li Yuanfeng's eyes reminded him of the identity of the person hiding in the black water. When the black water appeared, it did open a back door to the original key node in the center of the era, giving people the opportunity to take advantage of, but the only one who can be used was the Brahma Gate.

"only,"

What surprised Li Yuanfeng was that Fanmen's movements were so fast that people expected. Can he use black water to make a fuss so quickly?

"Brahman,"

Li Yuanfeng stood up and looked towards the direction of the Black Water. His eyes were nowhere to be seen. No matter how beyond imagination and expectations, the Fan Gate in the Black Water in front of him had already shown that the Fan Gate had done it. As for the reason, according to guesses, first, the power of the Fan Gate is naturally worthy of being a giant, especially in the right way, with good fortune and wealth in one's body, and under the collective force, a terrifying tangible and invisible power can be burst out. Second, it is very likely that the Fan Gate has learned from the demons and the demon master.

Li Yuanfeng thought of this second point, paced, his clothes were windy, and he was rustling. He knew that there must be some. Because part of the Black Water has the energy of the dark side of the Yin Realm, on the other hand, it has the characteristics of hell and the underworld, and so on, mixed together. He was able to rely on the Lord of the Heart Demon to have some insight and understanding of Black Water. During this period, the Fan Sect has transformed some demons into the Fan Sect and acted as the Dharma Protector. Recently, he has had some of the power of the two demons, Wang Xin and Bai Nian, and there is no reason not to use it.

“It’s a lot of trouble.”

At the same time, Li Yuanfeng sensed that except Zhujie Mountain, Lushi Mountain Bibotan, Pansi Cave and Huanghuaguan were all ready to move. Obviously, the Fanmen relied on his own enough personnel to attack and launch a full-scale offensive once he became familiar with some of the secrets of Hei Shui. In this way, there was no doubt that it would involve a lot of his attention and strength. If he did not have enough attention and strength, the impact was all-round.

“It’s not easy to deal with.”

The Fanmen's move can be called an open conspiracy. Even if you see through it and have a thorough understanding, there is no one in your hands, it is still a skilled woman who can't cook without rice. No matter how powerful Li Yuanfeng is, the power of the demon clan in Xiniu Hezhou is only supported by him and cannot deal with everything.

"There is still a glimmer of hope."

If the Fan Sect's approach is completely successful, Li Yuanfeng, let alone want to continue to interfere in the realm and space of the human world, will be connected to Journey to the West and the new changes in Xiniu Hezhou, have to be restrained and unable to do so. Fortunately, Li Yuanfeng also has a hand of the card of the Lord of the Heart Demon hidden in the dark. Using the Lord of the Heart Demon's understanding of Black Water, he can change the situation.

"Move it."

Li Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows. He could use the Lord of the Heart Demon, but he could not be too unscrupulous, because in the present world, in Xiniu Hezhou, the Lord of the Heart Demon, as long as he shows up, he will definitely be beaten by everyone. In such a bad situation, he should not do anything recklessly, and use both wisdom and strength.

Li Yuanfeng's thoughts turned, and the power of the Lord of the Inner Demon emerged behind him and he was devoted to the black water.

Boom,

The next moment, the black water blew up in circles of water waves, and then it continued into a circle, as if arranged and combined into a terrifying and huge human face, making a silent howl.

Rumble,

The terrifying face spread out, infecting the black water.

Let’s talk about the four members of Tang Monk and disciples who left Yuhua City, and the journey was smooth. Looking up at the sky, there would be golden arcs shining in the sky from time to time, and suddenly they were big and small, suddenly small and suddenly large, like a dragon turning its scales, dazzling. In some places, you could even smell the faint fragrance of lotus, pounce into your mouth and nose, and smell it, and you would feel refreshed and energetic.

Tang Sanzang walked slowly with a Zen stick in his hand, with a faint smile on his handsome face, neither too slow nor too slow, and muttering words, as if he was reciting the scriptures. Monk Sha led the white dragon horse and followed behind him, looking dull, but the more he walked west, the more he felt a kind of calmness that was wise and stupid.

However, Sun Wukong, who had always been unable to sit still, looked a little restless, and looked left and right, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Monkey,"

Zhu Bajie was stupid and not stupid. He soon discovered something wrong with Sun Wukong. He leaned over and said in confusion, "Look, we have arrived at the Pure Land. There are Buddhist lights everywhere, lotus fragrance everywhere, no monsters and monsters, and there is unprecedented peace and quiet. This is a good thing. Why is Monkey Brother frowning and depressed?"

The more Sun Wukong walked westward, the more he could sense the power of the Great Brahma that was everywhere in the void. He was in it, and he inhaled and inhaled, and his whole body seemed to be in a hot spring, with his pores open and comfortable. When the monkey heard Zhu Bajie's words, the clouds on the top door were thick, golden, shining around. He looked back at Zhujie Mountain, which had passed, and muttered, "I don't know why, but I always felt that the matter of Zhujie Mountain was not perfect, as if it was cut off a piece."

In fact, Sun Wukong felt like he was cut in Lushishan Bibotan, Pansi Cave, Huanghuaguan and so on, but this time it was unprecedentedly strong, so strong that the monkey was so optimistic that it felt uncomfortable that what originally belonged to him had flew away for no reason. Specifically, in the past, due to the low level of cultivation, the sensing was minimal, but at the current level of cultivation, coupled with the advancement of Journey to the West, the sensing was strong!

“Not perfect,”

Zhu Bajie is not a son of the era like Sun Wukong, nor does he have the status of Sun Wukong in the Fan Sect, so he would not sense that after Zhujie Mountain was occupied by Li Yuanfeng's ghost car, part of which should have been divided was gone, and the losses were real. The guy with wind-catching ears was confused when he heard it, his open clothes swaying like a chubby flower. He thought for a while and said, "We did not capture the nine-headed lions in Zhujie Mountain with their own hands, or saw them being captured with their own eyes. You must know that most of the demons and ghosts in the past were either beaten to death by us, or captured by us, or captured by the reinforcements we moved from Heaven or Fan Sect or other places."

"right."

Sun Wukong was reminded by Zhu Bajie's unintentional words. He thought about it carefully and found that what his second junior brother Bajie said really makes sense. Any monster he captured and killed with his own hands was the most comfortable, followed by the rescuers. In the end, those who did not know the final result were lost and very uncomfortable.

"It seems that in the future, try to capture or kill all kinds of monsters and monsters alive. At least, you have to bring reinforcements and see the monsters and monsters with your own eyes to conquer the deeds!"

Sun Wukong's golden eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance, which was very dazzling. He made a decision. The golden clouds on the top door were ignited and burning, rolling forward, covering the sky and the sun.

If a person of Li Yuanfeng is here, you can find that this is when the son of Sun Wukong, who encounters a bad habit of him, his luck burns, pushes away the others and points directly to the truth.

One of the great things about the son of the Era is that his luck is high. Although he cannot figure out everything inside, he will seek profit and avoid harm under his fortune. If he loses the money here, he will find a way to make up for it.

Anyway, at this moment, Sun Wukong only felt that the haze that had been shrouded in him since he left Zhujie Mountain was wiped out. He returned to his original optimistic nature, and coupled with his unrestrained monkey nature, he began to jump and jump. He grabbed Zhu Bajie in a few steps and rushed forward, over Tang Sanzang carrying a Zen stick and Sha Monk carrying a load.

"This monkey,"

Seeing that Sun Wukong had returned to normal, Tang Sanzang muttered and continued on his way.

On this day, the master and the disciple came to a mountain gate, with the three words "Ciyun Temple" on it.

"Ciyun Temple."

As soon as Sun Wukong opened his golden eyes, he saw the magnificent Zhenlou, the throne was rugged, the eleven clouds were ethereal and stirring, floating above the Buddha. Next to him, the green trees were dark and the shadows were like moon wheels. One sound after another, the chanting of scriptures was approaching from afar, and the Buddhist sings were singing in the sky.

"Um?"

Sun Wukong continued to look and was surprised because he found that there seemed to be an indescribable majesty in this temple, which seemed to be colorful and radiant in the sky. Inexplicably, there seemed to be a delicate and gorgeous cry, which contained a look of the world.

“This temple is not simple.”

Of course, Sun Wukong didn't know that the Peacock Ming King Bodhisattva had set up a large formation of the Brahma Sect here to encircle the incarnation of the two demon lords projected by the Demon Lord Demon Lord and the Demon Lord Bai Nian. With the level of the Peacock Ming King Bodhisattva, only a little energy can leave traces of eternal traces. However, the monkey keenly noticed the extraordinary sound here, so he said, "Master, we have been walking for a while, why don't we go in and have a vegetarian meal and then take a break?"

"All right."

Tang Sanzang had this intention, so when he heard Sun Wukong's words, he agreed with the flow.

The next moment, I heard footsteps, and a fat monk walked out of the temple. He saw the group of people who were seeking scriptures. Seeing Zhu Bajie's mouth was long, monk Sha was black, Sun Xingzhe was jealous, and the handsome Tang Sanzang and the little white horse of the divine horse, but he was not as surprised as ordinary people, he politely said to Tang Monk: "Where is the teacher?"

Tang Sanzang was united in front of him, handsome and elegant, but calm. There seemed to be a golden halo behind his head, and he said loudly, "Disciple from the Tang Dynasty in China."

Hearing such an answer, the fat and fat monk was startled and then fell down to bow.

"Why is this?"

The actions of the white fat monk shocked Tang Sanzang and others. Tang Sanzang quickly leaned over and helped him up and said, "What is the master of the courtyard doing this great gift?"

The monk clasped his hands and said, "A good person here, who read scriptures and chants Buddha's name, all hope to cultivate your life in China. Only then did he see that the teacher is rich in clothes and clothes, and he did cultivate in his previous life, so he can enjoy this benefit, so he bows now."

"There is still such a saying?"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he found it very interesting. At the same time, he felt that there was an indescribable mystery hidden in it. The Chinese land was reincarnated, and there were five words, and there was a unique secret.

Tang Seng smiled and said modestly, "If the lord of the courtyard is free and at ease, he will enjoy happiness."

Everyone was talking and walked in.

Sun Wukong ignored everything else, but he just kicked his igneous eyes and looked left and right. From time to time, he jumped onto the branches, picked a leaf, or hung it on an eaves to watch the hanging bird cage. Anyway, he followed the faint innate five elements of energy and merged it into his body.
Chapter completed!