Chapter 170: Demon Boy Offers Treasure Dragon Palace and Rejects Monk
Zhou Yi's voice spread far away.
Accompanied by the aura of a supernatural being, he ran straight to the bottom of the Nanting River estuary.
After he finished saying this, there was no reply from the other party.
Zhou Yi doesn't mind either.
Now that his cultivation level is comparable to that of a titled Jiedu Envoy, and he has the protection of Huang Quan's law, it doesn't matter even if the sword pills are empty for a day, let alone he has two sword pills.
"See Bodhisattva."
"I voluntarily join Buddhism."
"I hope Bodhisattva will forgive us for our past mistakes."
The golden retriever, the white elephant, and the green lion were kneeling on the ground, showing respect.
At this time, they were completely intimidated by Zhou Yi. Whether it was the golden retriever's invulnerability to thunder and fire, the white elephant's infinite strength, or the green lion's supreme strength, they were completely at a disadvantage after meeting the monk, just like a baby.
For adults, it's not on the same level at all.
What kind of monk is this? He is clearly the real Buddha and Bodhisattva in the human world!
In the face of such extraordinary and holy power, it is too late to be flattered, so how can we be enemies with him?
Although the three demon kings were naive, they still understood the importance of the situation. They muttered words and called Bodhisattva, and each one's mouth was sweeter than the other.
"Meow!"
A black shadow swept out of nowhere and landed on Zhou Yi's shoulder. His turquoise eyes widened as he looked at the three demon kings with dissatisfaction and meowed.
The three demon kings were stunned when they looked at the raccoon slave on Zhou Yi's shoulder.
Li Nu's cultivation level is not very advanced, he is not yet at the level of a county master, and he has not even transformed, but his aura is very terrifying. It has both the evil spirit of the thousand-year-old Shui Tribe and the true dragon energy from all eternity.
interest.
The raccoon slave was dumbfounded when he saw the three demon kings, but he didn't show any expression, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes became more intense.
It was originally hiding aside, waiting for the three demons to be killed by the holy monk so that it could absorb their essence. However, it did not expect that after waiting for a long time, these three spineless demon kings knelt down and surrendered to the holy monk. All its hopes were in vain.
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"Meow meow!"
The little raccoon slave screamed and stretched out his paws forward.
The three demon kings looked at each other in confusion. After a while, the third brother Qingshi finally reacted.
"Big brother and second brother, this weird raccoon slave, is he asking for a certificate of surrender from us?"
"Hiss... when you say that, it really sounds like this cat is the Bodhisattva's pet, and maybe it is also the incarnation of a certain demon king. You must not offend it!"
"Hey, let's each offer a treasure."
After the three big demons finished transmitting the message, they all smiled flatteringly at the little raccoon slave.
The little raccoon slave was overjoyed, beaming with joy, and full of anticipation.
The golden haired dragon opened the hair on his forehead, pulled out a piece of golden scales, and presented it to Zhou Yi flatteringly: "I am the innate golden dragon. It is said that I was born from the ancient true dragon eating the essence of the sun and the moon. My reverse scales can withstand the real fire nine
Thunder, and all the divine weapons and treasures in heaven and earth, I hope the Bodhisattva will accept them."
There was a look of reluctance on the white elephant's face, but with his elder brother taking the lead, he had no choice but to spit out a piece of ivory, turned it into a jade tooth talisman, and offered it forward: "I am an innate elephant with infinite power. As long as I don't
Leaving the mountains and rivers, the power will continue to flow. Anyone who wears my jade tooth talisman, even a mortal, can possess my divine power."
The green lion muttered something in his mouth, and a green bead appeared in his palm, which he presented to Zhou Yi: "I am an innate lion, born with the most yang energy. My Yuanzhu can frighten all demons and ghosts in the world, and all evil will not invade. Also,
I hope Bodhisattva will not dislike it."
Zhou Yi nodded with satisfaction: "Amitabha, it would be great if the three protectors have such intentions. Of course, the young monk will not dislike it."
Wow!
The bag opened and the three demon kings' natal treasures were put into the bag.
"Meow meow!"
The little raccoon slave was stunned for a moment and glared fiercely at the three proud demon kings opposite him. Then he jumped into Zhou Yi's arms with an aggrieved look on his face, rolled around, and stared at the bag pitifully.
"Haha, you are really thoughtful and helped me get so many good treasures for the young monk. I will give you extra food when I return to the island."
Zhou Yi gently stroked the raccoon slave, pretending not to understand its intentions.
In the myths of previous lives, the golden-haired elephant is the mount of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the six-tusked white elephant is the mount of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and the blue lion is the mount of Manjushri Bodhisattva.
I don’t know how these three Bodhisattvas subdued their mounts back then.
Zhou Yi suddenly thought of something in his mind.
Most of the legal meanings of the three "du" characters written by Shi Cai himself were used to resolve the secret talismans of the Dragon Palace engraved in their bodies by the True Dragon Seal.
Only a small part is left to measure them.
He originally wanted to write three more words "du", but he was afraid that they had committed too many sins before and would be saved instead of being saved, which would be a waste of effort.
"Forget it, if you disobey discipline in the future, even if the monk is not around and want to come to Buddhism, someone will come to subdue you."
Hearing this, the golden retriever, white elephant and green lion were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say anything.
Zhou Yi smiled, threw the still reluctant little raccoon slave into the bag with his backhand, and then said: "The young monk is going to the Dragon Palace, would you like to go with him?"
The expressions of the three demon kings all changed, and they looked embarrassed, with a hint of fear. After all, they had just become the second generation, and they would soon have to go back to see their old boss, and no one would want to do it.
"That's it. You are the protectors of Buddhism. Now that Buddhism has not been established, you will protect this young monk for a while."
Zhou Yi didn't give the three demon king protectors a chance to speak. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the three big demons.
"Change!"
"Change!"
"Change!"
The demon king, who originally looked like three hills, changed in response to the sound and turned into three boys.
Golden Retriever transforms into a ferocious boy with golden curly hair.
The white elephant turned into a strange boy with a majestic body, big shoulders, round waist, and protruding nose.
The green lion transformed into a handsome boy, and he is the most handsome among the three.
Suddenly, the golden retriever and the white elephant laughed loudly, pointing at the green lion with sarcasm on their faces. The green lion touched his fair and tender face, his eyes full of inferiority.
Zhou Yi looked away and coughed twice: "What are you doing standing still? Get dressed quickly."
The three boys looked at each other, laughed strangely at the same time, and rushed into Panlong Valley.
Frightened screams echoed in the valley.
After a moment, the three boys turned around, striding like stars, with spring breeze on their faces, but they all put on rich and colorful robes. Although they were a little dirty and wide and unfitting, the material was good and they were obviously the clothes of the rebel bandit leader.
I don’t know what the leaders of the rebels were thinking when three naked boys suddenly rushed in and took off their clothes while laughing.
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly: "Buddha said, if you don't steal, don't steal. You three must never do this again."
The green lion boy scratched his hair: "But Bodhisattva, we robbed it. The rebel bandits also robbed it from others."
Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, are you going to challenge me? Believe it or not, the young monk can make you suspect the evil being?
He was too lazy to continue preaching.
The rebel bandits in the valley enjoy killing people, let alone clothes. Even if they lose their lives here, it would not be a pity to die.
But with the consciousness of these three people, it seems that they really can't be guardians, and I'm afraid they will have to be mounts in the future.
I would take turns riding for a while first, and then distribute them after the Buddhist gate was built and the eminent monk was born. After all, I still had a mount that was an ancient true dragon to look after the house on the island.
Thousands of miles away, on Zhubie Island in the Xiaojing River.
The man in black robe with a feminine face was lying comfortably on a wicker chair on the river beach, blowing the river breeze and admiring the beautiful clam girls playing in the water.
Suddenly, his face changed slightly, and an ominous feeling lingered in his heart.
He counted with his fingers, but the secret seemed to be obscured and he couldn't figure it out.
“That’s weird, that’s weird.”
…
Below the mouth of the Nanting River, in the great whirlpool where the river and the sea meet, sits a gorgeous palace that collects treasures from the mountains and rivers.
The giant pillars reaching the sky are all made of flawless white jade. The steps are covered with emerald-like transparent sapphire. The walls of the hall are inlaid with water essence that promotes longevity. The green lintel is carved with glass and decorated with amber.
Take Hongdong.
It is Nantingjiang Mansion, and in a place outside the country, it has another name - Dragon Palace.
In the Dragon Palace, a flowing banquet was being held. A shrimp girl and a crab waiter were carrying jade plates and gold dishes filled with delicacies from the mountains and seas, and shuttled among the people who came to the banquet.
There are various mountain gods and river gods in China.
Among the seventy-two Shu Dao sects, there are powerful figures from the Upper Dao sect, as well as some leaders from the Middle Dao sect.
There are also many immortals from hundreds of overseas countries, with different appearances, each carrying rare treasures to play with and show off.
In the entire Dragon Palace, there are hundreds of people with extraordinary strength. They were all invited by Nanting Jiang Mansion to escort the battle in three days to prevent the fight between the two Jiedu Envoys from harming the mortal world.
Innocent people.
But in fact, this group of human masters all knew it well.
I was invited here to help Nanting Jiang Mansion.
For this Dragon Palace feast, Nanting Jiang Mansion spent a lot of money. Not only did they send rare treasures to various sects and caves, but they also allowed various sects and foreigners from overseas to bring their disciples to the banquet.
Of course, the number of places is limited, and each person can only bring up to five disciples.
This Nantingjiang Mansion is a branch of the ancient true dragon's lineage, possessing ancient ruins and various ancient treasures and secrets.
And for those who practice Buddhism, all of them contain the meaning of the Great Dao. If they can suddenly realize it and make progress in cultivation, it will be easy to make thousands of miles with each passing day.
Just when everyone was feasting happily and enjoying the beauty of the Dragon Palace.
Suddenly, from the depths of the Dragon Palace, a majestic dragon's breath rose up, like wind, thunder and fire, swaying upwards, instantly crossing the river and shooting into the distance.
This was accompanied by the angry scolding of a certain Dragon Lord.
"Have you seen it? This is the power of the Dragon Lord. If you are not angry, you will be fine. If you are angry, it will shake the world.
It must be some big demon in Lingnan that has angered Lord Long, and he is killing the demon from afar."
The master of Yuntian Palace, one of the six higher Taoist sects, said to the five disciples behind him.
The rest of the martial arts masters, including foreigners from overseas, were also whispering to each other and talking about the power of the Dragon Lord to the disciples - after all, being invited by such a powerful Dragon Lord to help him in boxing can also set off
Your own merit.
The faces of the young disciples were full of awe and yearning.
But just a moment later, the situation suddenly changed, and the dragon's breath broke from it and split into two pieces.
Part of them retreated back and rushed into Nantingjiang Mansion.
The other part suddenly fell into the Nanting River!
Suddenly, the waves crashed onto the shore, crashed into the mountains, and the water overflowed. Even the Nantingjiang Mansion at the mouth of the sea began to shake.
Everyone's expressions changed, the older generation of experts looked surprised, and the younger generation of disciples looked strange.
The teachers didn't need to explain, they could also see that Long Jun's attack from the air just now had been thwarted by the opponent, and he was completely at a disadvantage.
At this moment, a voice came from a distant place, echoing throughout the Dragon Palace.
"The young monk Yichen was invited by Nanting Dragon Palace to attend the meeting today."
Everyone looked at each other.
"Monk?"
"How can there be monks in this world?"
"What a powerful monk. At least he is a wandering immortal. Could it be that Buddhism still had some back-ups back then?"
The reincarnation of Master Yunhua, the former leader of the Yubing Sect, Qi Wuhua, who had just broken through to the realm of a real person, had a smile on his face and murmured in a low voice: "It turns out that the holy monk has arrived, no wonder."
A female disciple from Yuntian Palace looked excited.
Although she said nothing, her emotional fluctuations were caught by the palace owner of Yuntian Palace, who asked: "Hai Qing, do you know this person?"
He Haiqing hesitated for a moment, then cupped his hands and said: "Reporting to the Palace Master, if this disciple guessed correctly, this holy monk is the real man who is the demon."
After the words "Dang Mo Zhenren" fell, all the people in the surrounding Shu Dao sects fell silent.
The face of the Palace Master of Yuntian Palace changed slightly: "The real man who stole Jiang Zuo's immortal fate? How do you know?"
He Haiqing said: "His voice is exactly the same as that of Master Dang Mo. And Master Dang Mo is also a monk."
The expressions of everyone in the human art school changed.
Although Master Dangmo is only ranked seventh on the list of the most famous people in the Middle-earth world, in the hearts of the top leaders of the human martial arts school, this person is a true master of Taoism.
In the first round of Jiangzuo, Master Dang Mo first killed the bamboo demon and rescued the disciples who were undergoing trials, and then severely injured the great demon Golden-winged Dapeng, the Jiedu Envoy. He became famous in one battle and became famous all over the world.
But the strange thing is that most of the martial arts masters who went to Jiangzuo had very vague impressions of the real person Dang Mo afterwards, and they were suspected of covering up the secret.
This undoubtedly makes Dangmo Zhenren even more mysterious and extraordinary.
"Could it be true that what Li Xing Zhenren reported when he came back...Dang Mo Zhenren is actually Dang Magician."
The master of Yuntian Palace murmured.
Suddenly at this moment, an unfathomable breath came from far to near.
Before everyone could react, a white robe fell from the sky, split the river water, and appeared in front of the main hall of the Dragon Palace.
It was a white-robed monk with a raccoon slave in his arms. He was in his twenties, with an aloof temperament and an extraordinary handsome appearance.
Behind him followed three boys in splendid robes and jade robes. They were equally powerful and unruly. They were as unruly as the titled Jiedushi. The heads of the Shangdao sect present, including those with immortality,
People were all shocked.
"It's the Demon King!"
"Their breath is a little weird, why don't they feel so violent?"
"Just be patient and wait for a moment to see what happens."
Although the experts had seen through the true identity of the three demon kings Jin Maojun, they could also see that these three demon kings were bowing their eyebrows behind the monk, being respectful and well-behaved like three little servants, which made waves in their hearts.
"Amitabha, is this the Dragon Palace? What a mountain of gold and silver."
Zhou Yi looked at the aristocratic Dragon Palace, his eyes shone slightly, and then converged.
With his eyebrows lowered and a smile on his lips, he nodded slightly towards Qi Wuhua in the crowd and said loudly: "Young monk Yichen is here to keep an appointment. I wonder where Mr. Long is?"
The main hall of Dragon Palace was completely silent.
Deep in the Dragon Palace, there was also silence.
But in the silence, there was a cold and murderous aura brewing from the depths of the Dragon Palace, turning into thousands of fine streams of water, like thousands of troops, surrounding Zhou Yi.
"Oh? Do you want to show off your power? The young monk only accepted three demon boys, so he can't be so stingy."
The smile on Zhou Yi's lips did not diminish, but there was a trace of suspicion in his heart.
Everyone in the Dragon Palace did not seem to be as eager for the arrival of his notary as he imagined.