Chapter 608 When King Yinjiao met the World Honored Xuanzang
Journey to the West, the Mortal Realm, Pingding Mountain, hundreds of miles near the Lotus Cave.
Xuanzang, Wukong, Little White Dragon, Black Bear, and Lady Bones are resting.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Bajie has been gone for so long, why haven't he come back yet?"
The black bear asked, while licking the happy water he drank, with endless aftertaste.
Although this stuff is not as sweet and moist as honey, it is very easy to get on your head and makes you feel uncomfortable if you don't drink it for a day.
Sun Wukong was holding dogtail grass in his mouth, lying on the stone with his legs crossed, and said casually:
"Black Bear, this idiot Bajie might be lazily sleeping somewhere, and he will be back soon. Don't worry. Besides, this guy used to be Marshal Tianpeng, so don't worry."
"What Senior Brother said is that Senior Brother Bajie is still very powerful." Xiao Bailong said.
"I see that there is a lot of evil around here, and there might be a big demon hiding there." Madam White Bones said, her gaze like a torch.
"Old Liu, relax. Even if you can't beat him, Bajie can still escape. This guy's escape ability is better than my old grandson." Sun Wukong said.
Sun Wukong turned to look at Xuanzang again and asked: "Master, do you think so?"
Xuanzang, who was meditating, opened his eyes slightly, looked calm, and replied:
"Wukong is right, Bajie's cultivation level can handle it."
"See, the master agrees." Sun Wukong smiled proudly.
"Master, I admire you for practicing so hard even at this level." Black Bear said in admiration.
In fact, it is very difficult to practice in the Daluo Jinxian realm. It often takes ten thousand years to practice in this realm.
During the more than ten years of studying Buddhist scriptures, whether he cultivated or not had no impact on Xuanzang.
However, Xuanzang was different from ordinary people. Other people's cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.
However, the speed of his cultivation was like flying down three thousand feet, and he could not stop at all.
Nowadays, even if I sit and meditate, my understanding of the law, my understanding of the avenue, and my magic power are growing at an extremely fast rate.
Sometimes, Xuanzang felt that he had gone crazy?
The speed of this practice is obviously abnormal and looks like a fake.
"Disciple, a drop of water can penetrate a stone. Your cultivation is accumulated drop by drop, so you have the strength you have now as a teacher." Xuanzang said.
Sun Wukong, Little White Dragon, and Black Bear were greatly encouraged.
Only Madam White Bones didn't take it seriously. If she could break through to Daluo Jinxian through hard work, she would have recovered her peak strength long ago and left this world to go to Chaos to find a higher peak.
The reality is cruel. The Daluo realm is an insurmountable hurdle for all living beings and cannot be entered at all.
Of course, in the eyes of Madam White Bones, the Great Luo Jinxian is not the kind of assembly line that relies on pills and the power of faith.
Xuanzang was the protagonist of the Buddhist scripture-seeking group and the calamity. At first, Madam White Bones felt that there must be a saint behind her, and that the strength of the Great Luo Jinxian was also the means of a saint.
But the longer I stayed with Xuanzang, the more I realized that Xuanzang's Daluo aura was extremely profound. It was a pure, uncontaminated and perfect Daluo aura, which was the orthodox Daluo Golden Immortal.
Immortal, immortal, immortal, almighty!
It's just that under the suppression of heaven and earth in this world, Da Luo's great power is also restricted a lot.
Mrs. Bones couldn't understand why Xuanzang was able to reach this state in his twenties. It was because a saint could not create such a pure Da Luo.
The only possibility is that Xuanzang had a serious problem with his heels.
Everyone knows that Xuanzang is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, who was the second disciple of Buddha and whose predecessor was the six-winged golden cicada, a vicious beast of chaos.
But in Madam White Bone’s opinion, even the peak of the Six-winged Golden Cicada is not as good as Xuanzang’s current level of strength?
Therefore, Mrs. Bones always felt that Xuanzang might be the reincarnation of some great power in the chaos.
As for the real Jin Chanzi, he may be gone long ago.
These are all Madam Bones's own conjectures, and she has not told anyone about them.
Of course, only she dares to think so!
The next day, Bajie did not return home all night.
"Master, I take back what I said yesterday. Bajie is probably in trouble." Sun Wukong smiled awkwardly.
"Bajie didn't come home all night, so he won't be eaten by monsters, right?" Black Bear said, swallowing his saliva subconsciously.
"It's possible that Senior Brother Bajie is a pig demon. Among the demon clan, pig demon is a very popular dish. Plus Senior Brother Bajie has eaten several ginseng fruits, the taste must be very crispy and delicious." Xiao Bai
Long said.
"Are you serious?" Madam White Bones looked at her senior brothers with sullen faces. These were words spoken by a human being.
"Ahem, don't worry about this, Sixth Junior Sister." Sun Wukong said.
"Call me Mrs. Bones." Mrs. Bones' face was cold and filled with evil spirits.
You may have forgotten that this sixth junior sister was once the master of the White Bone Demon Kingdom. Her cultivation reached the peak of the Golden Immortal, and her overall strength was enough to compete with the average Daluo Golden Immortal.
Sun Wukong didn't express his excitement, scratched his head and looked at the master.
"Is this Bajie's calamity? Let's continue on our way." Xuanzang said.
"Master, why don't you go and save Bajie?" Sun Wukong asked.
"Don't worry, if the other party dares to take action, they will definitely come to you." Xuanzang said.
"Master, what you said makes sense." Sun Wukong nodded seriously.
The master and apprentice rested while walking, and by the afternoon they had only traveled two or three miles, at an extremely slow pace.
But the immortals, Buddhas, earth and mountain gods who were spying in secret were speechless. This horse riding was to learn Buddhist scriptures!
Are you sure it's not travel?
The tortoise can crawl faster than the group of Buddhist monks. They complain, but no one dares to speak out.
After all, without the strength of Da Luo, who would dare to stand in front of Xuanzang?
"Hey, help me!"
At this time, a painful howl sounded in the empty mountains.
I don't know when, next to the rock wall of the hill, a grey-skinned old man was holding his old leg, with a look of pain on his face.
The old man was dressed in gray robes and looked like a Taoist.
"Master, someone is asking for help." Xiao Bailong said immediately.
The golden light in Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and he could tell at a glance that this Taoist priest was not a human being.
But strange to say, although he is not a human being, he is not a monster either, but why is the monster energy on his body so heavy?
"Holy monk, help me. I have been bitten by a wolf and I can't walk. There is no one in these barren mountains and mountains. At night, I will be bitten to death by a vicious wolf."
The old Taoist priest looked pleading, hoping to gain Xuanzang's sympathy.
Monks don't say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so they will definitely not refuse to save someone.
Xuanzang approached and glanced at the Taoist priest. His disguised magic was clearly visible. He had a silver horn on his head and looked like an eight or nine-year-old Taoist boy. He seemed to be the Silver Horn King.
"Before he became a Buddha, Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to eagles to prove his fearless dedication.
Old Taoist priest, actually being bitten to death by a wolf is not a bad thing, just treat it as an offering, maybe you can go see Sanqing after you die.
Death is not that terrible, it’s just a matter of kicking off your legs." Xuanzang consoled him.