Xiao Bailong woke up from the meditation room, looked at the empty room, looked confused, and couldn't help scratching his head.
Where is the master, where is the senior brother, where is the second senior brother?
Where have all the people gone?
He stood up quickly and was about to open the door, but found that the entire door frame and beams collapsed.
The smoke and dust swallowed him up!
After a gust of cool breeze blew by, the little white dragon with a dusty face looked at the deserted Zen courtyard that had become a ruin. The whole dragon felt bad!
Although this Guanyin Temple is located deep in the mountains, there is usually a lot of incense, so it can be considered a good temple.
Why was it that in one night, there was no one left?
As for the host, where can he go if he is not sexy or simple?
"master!"
Xiao Bailong roared, and the originally shattered Guanyin Temple collapsed completely.
The birds and beasts in the forest, photographed by the dragon's power, retreated in all directions.
The little white dragon boy's hole flashed with red light, his muscles expanded three-thirds, he punched the ground, and then dragged it out, only to see a little old man made of stones and trees being lifted out.
This is Tudigong near Guanyin Temple.
"Hey, Prince Long, the old man's waist can't bear your tossing."
The landowner waved his short hand with a look of despair on his face.
Although the land is a priesthood canonized by heaven, it is far inferior to the status of the Dragon Prince.
"Tudi, let me ask you, what happened last night, where is my master?" Xiao Bailong asked.
Tu TuGong was already short, so he looked up at the little white dragon that looked like an iron tower under the sun.
The fierce and terrifying muscles trembled, releasing the pressure belonging to the dragon clan, and the whole soul trembled.
Tu Tu saw everything that happened last night and didn't hide anything. He just told everything.
After listening, Xiao Bailong's delicate face showed a fierce look and said:
"These mortals actually want to murder the master. They are really looking for death."
"Prince Long, you can leave, old man." The Earth God said tremblingly, not daring to look directly at him.
"Go, go." Xiao Bailong did not embarrass the land.
Upon hearing this, the Earth God immediately used his escape technique and disappeared into the soil.
There is no way, Xiao Bailong, this big muscle tyrant, is too scary.
He is just a small piece of land. If the little white dragon does something indescribable to him, who can he talk to to reason with him?
"Batu Mountain, Batu Caves!"
The little white dragon jumped and disappeared into the air, turning into a dragon and soaring through the nine heavens.
…
Batu Caves.
At this time, something changed.
Xuanzang remained silent while meditating, attracting the attention of Sun Wukong, Bajie, and Black Bear.
"Master, master?"
Sun Wukong called out a few times tentatively, but Xuanzang did not answer. He still closed his eyes and even his breathing was inaudible.
Bajie put his hands under Xuanzang's nostrils and near his heart, his eyes were dazed, and he murmured:
"Monkey, Master has no breathing and no heartbeat. This means he has passed away!"
"Oh, Master, why did you leave so suddenly and die so young!"
Bajie's tears came at every turn, and he burst into tears.
"?"
A question mark appeared on the black bear's face.
Does he have no master?
Sun Wukong scratched the back of his hand and looked irritable.
Bajie could see it, how could he not see it, and said loudly:
"Why are you crying? Master is a born saint with meritorious deeds from ten lifetimes.
How could he suddenly pass away? Don't talk nonsense, you idiot. Maybe it was just a fugue and the soul left the body."
"Even if you are traveling in a fugue, how can you not have a heartbeat? Monkey, you are also a monastic, don't lie to yourself."
"Forget it, let's all disperse. The master is gone, so bury him as soon as possible." Bajie proposed to disperse.
"If you continue to talk nonsense, you damn pig, I will smash your pig head in half with a stick.
Not to mention other things, the master’s cultivation level is just a little short of being promoted to the Great Luo Immortal. How can the Golden Immortal die just because he wants to?" Sun Wukong said.
"Monkey, let me tell you a secret secretly. The Buddhist scripture collectors designated by Heavenly Court Buddhism themselves have no cultivation level. The master has cultivation level, which is a variable. Variables affect the journey to the west. To..."
Bajie secretly made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows, he was also startled and said:
"Idiot, how do you know?"
"Don't forget, my predecessor was the Grand Marshal Tianpeng, so I knew a little bit about the inside story.
Although the master has superb magic power, compared with the real boss behind the Three Realms, there is still a big gap." Zhu Bajie said.
"Master has given me life-saving grace. Even if I go to the underworld, I have to fish him out." Sun Wukong said.
"Monkey, you are crazy. Do you want to be suppressed for another five hundred years or five thousand years? The master himself is a person from above, and the best he can do is to reinvent himself. As for you, you are just a monster monkey, don't be stupid.
We senior brothers don't want to see you go astray again." Zhu Bajie advised.
"Haha, what I, Old Sun, seek when doing things is to have a clear idea. That was the case before and still is now! Who dares to stop me, Old Sun, I will fight him to the end." Sun Wukong said firmly.
Zhu Bajie was also convinced and cursed: "Bima Wen, you have forgotten the lesson learned five hundred years ago. You can't defeat them with a monkey. Look at me again. All the great marshals will end up like this!"
"Stop talking, let's break up, let's break up!"
Sun Wukong was angry, but he still had anger and nowhere to express it.
"Really?" Black Bear asked in a daze, his dark bear face looking a little lonely.
"Black Bear, you believe me, you are just a little demon from the lower world, with no background and no strength. Don't follow the monkeys, otherwise these thousand years of Taoism will be in vain." Zhu Bajie advised.
"Bajie, our time as brothers is still short. Do you really not want to save the master at all?" Sun Wukong asked.
"I think so, monkey. But I don't have that strength, old pig. What can I do with this pig body? It's good if I can survive." Zhu Bajie said.
It was said that the group was disbanded, but Zhu Bajie just sat there without making any move.
It's too sudden. This has just begun and the master is gone?
How can he continue to be an undercover agent?
Laojun promised that after he completed his undercover mission, he would give him a Nine-turn Golden Pill to reshape his body into a new person, and his bones and talents would be better than before. He might have a chance to peek into the realm of Da Luo.
Now, it's gone, it's gone.
…
At the same time, Xuanzang, who was originally in the water group, was also confused after returning to consciousness.
It was pitch black all around, and there were two black and white imps locking him up next to him?
Isn't he in Batu Caves? Where is he now?
"Brother Hei, didn't you say that this holy monk has great magic power? Why is it so easy to seduce people?"
Bai Wuchang, a kid in white silk stockings, asked in a low voice, fearing that he would wake up Xuanzang's spiritual consciousness.
"Sister Bai, we have done this soul-locking hook for countless Yuanhui years, so naturally we are the most professional. Furthermore, although this soul-locking hook is not a powerful innate spiritual treasure and has no offensive power, it can silently block the monks' spiritual consciousness.
It seduces people's soul unconsciously.
Look at the 500-year-old Sun Wukong who was also tricked after he became the Golden Immortal." Hei Wuchang said.
"It makes sense, but I'm still a little scared." Bai Wuchang said.
"Don't be afraid, Sister Bai. Just keep it as it was five hundred years ago. Besides, if the sky falls, there will be tall people holding it up. It has nothing to do with us." Hei Wuchang said.
While we were talking, we were already at the gate of hell!
Xuanzang was not stupid and knew what was happening at this time!
Is it just a little strange? Is this still a Journey to the West script?
Why did the black and white impermanence seduced him? And listening to their conversation, it was obvious that he was seduced on purpose.
Moreover, there seems to be an inside story about Sun Wukong’s troubles in the underworld five hundred years ago.
Although he was in the underworld, Xuanzang didn't panic at all and even opened a live broadcast room.