He held the sword in his hand, and his whole body was tense, ready to take action at any time, because he crossed five thousand miles of uninhabited wasteland, slaying demons and demons along the way, and went through many hardships and dangers.
Even though this was the first human town he encountered since coming to this world, he still never let down his guard.
This world is really too dangerous!
Every monster or ghost he encounters along the way requires him to use all his strength to kill it, or to escape in a thrilling manner.
I thought that he was a majestic martial arts saint, a man who once stood at the top, but in this world he actually had to fight with beetle spirits, sparrow spirits, mountain ghosts and other ordinary monsters.
Once he encounters a more powerful beast or spirit, he has no choice but to run away!
Not to mention the tiger spirit, wolf spirit or leopard spirit, even an ordinary wild boar spirit, bull spirit or vixen spirit, or even a pangolin spirit, can chase him for hundreds of miles, leaving him in a state of confusion and exhausting all possible means.
Escape from death.
The aura of this world is simply extremely rich.
He Xie fought all the way here. He didn't practice much, but he was only one step away from being able to condense the exterior scene.
This is undoubtedly a world of immortals, but for He Xie, it is also the most dangerous world so far.
Fortunately, he once captured a slug spirit and threatened it with death. Finally, he roughly guessed what kind of world he had entered through a place name.
It’s actually——Journey to the West!
He was dropped by the time shuttle to the border area of Xiniu Hezhou, which is also the most desolate place in the continent. The slug spirit only knew the name Xiniu Hezhou and knew nothing else.
He Xie doesn't know where the current plot has progressed, whether it's the beginning of the journey to learn the scriptures or the birth of the stone monkey. What's different from the past is that He Xie would go to the protagonist's side every time before, waiting for an opportunity. But now
In this world, He Xie just wants to stay away from him. It is best to stay as far away from Sun Wukong as possible.
The reason is very simple. In this world, He Xie cannot even defeat a pangolin spirit. When he comes to Monkey King, there is a high probability that he will become cannon fodder.
Moreover, this is a world where all gods and Buddhas exist. Sun Wukong is a born divine child. There is no need to think about it. There must be powerful people in the secret who are paying attention silently. He Xie, an extraterrestrial stowaway, dares to come to Huaguo Mountain or to the team for collecting scriptures. It is purely
The old man hanged himself because he was tired of living.
He originally wanted to practice quietly in the wilderness for decades, or even hundreds of years, but he didn't know that he just killed a pheasant spirit, and it was like poking a hornet's nest, causing all the demons and ghosts in the five thousand miles of wilderness to appear.
Find him, want to get rid of him and then quickly.
These monsters have very sensitive senses of perception and smell. No matter where he hides, they will quickly find him and swarm him.
He Xie had no choice but to escape, and this escape lasted a whole month.
Until now, He Xie is still puzzled. Could it be that the pheasant spirit is the concubine of a certain demon king?
But that's a rooster...
Moreover, the pheasant spirit looks very poor, does not have any magic weapons or weapons, and does not look like a fairy with any background.
If there are any characteristics...
The taste is still good.
Finally seeing people, He Xie decided to find out everything in this town.
What reassures He Xie is that most of the people in this town are mortals. Occasionally, there are a small number of people with fluctuating spiritual energy. It seems that their cultivation is not very strong, and he can completely handle it.
But the strange thing was that as he passed by the only long street in the center of the town, everyone stared at him with extremely strange eyes.
He keenly caught the disgust and unkindness in these eyes.
He Xie was simply confused by Monk Zhang Er. What had he done? Even if he was chased by monsters, these people who had never been masked before had this attitude toward him?
He originally wanted to walk into a restaurant to eat something and get some information at the same time, but as soon as he showed the intention of entering, a waiter hurriedly slammed the door shut, shutting He Xie out.
What's going on?
He Xie narrowed his eyes slightly and stood silently for a while, then turned to look at other shops.
Something even weirder happened.
Wherever He Xie's eyes passed, all the shops, without exception, had their doors closed, as if they were afraid that He Xie would come into contact with them.
What's even more exaggerated is that the pedestrians who were originally walking on the street also fled in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, the entire long street became deserted.
So weird!
What went wrong?
He Xie's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he thought of many possibilities in an instant.
With too little information, he couldn't make a judgment at all.
There was some impatience in his heart, and a faint murderous intention surged in his heart.
Ever since I came to this world, nothing has gone as planned.
He Xie was thinking about taking someone hostage and interrogating him. At this moment, a fat man with a bloated body, surrounded by a group of sword-wielding warriors, walked quickly towards him.
What made He Xie wary was that each of these warriors had auras waving around their bodies, and they were all obviously cultivators.
He Xie was secretly vigilant in his heart. He slightly estimated the strength of both sides and felt that he could still escape even if he couldn't fight. So he just stood there and waited quietly for these people to come over.
This group of people stood two feet away from He Xie. The warriors pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords and looked at He Xie warily, as if they would pounce at any time.
The leading fat man looked He Xie up and down, cupped his fists, and asked slowly in a deep voice: "Did your Majesty come all the way from the east?"
He Xie's mind was spinning all of a sudden, and he made a judgment in the blink of an eye.
It seems that the problem still lies with the pheasant that he killed for meat.
Does this pheasant spirit really have a big background?
It’s okay if the monster stands up for it, but why does it seem like the people here have to stand up for it too?
"May I ask who you are?" He Xie did not answer, but asked instead.
The fat man said: "I am the owner of Gujiazhuang, Gu Ansheng."
"Master of the ancient village," He Xie did not give the fat man a chance to continue speaking, but continued to speak, "We are both human beings, why are you and your men hostile to me? But what have you done that you shouldn't do?
"
He must be clear about this issue.
Gu Ansheng was a little stunned, frowned, and looked He Xie up and down: "I should know in my heart what kind of sins your Majesty has committed, why should I ask even though I know it?"
"Just killing a few monsters is considered a sin?" He Xie asked calmly.
"Monster?" Gu Ansheng sneered, "If it's an ordinary monster, that's it. You shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't, actually kill the Golden Rooster Shengwen!"
He Xie was startled, and his eyes widened in shock.
It’s just a golden rooster, why is it also appended with the word “Sravaka”?
Sravakas, also called Sravakas, refer to Buddhist monks and nuns who have heard the Buddha’s teachings and achieved enlightenment.
A pheasant spirit—can he be considered a Buddhist monk?
Have you ever heard the Buddha’s teachings in person?
At this moment, he felt a ridiculous and absurd feeling in his heart.