Honghuang: More children, more blessings, create a mythical teaching!

Chapter 147

Sun Wukong had the urge to beat Xuanzang to death with a stick at the moment.

He felt that Xuanzang must be calculating him.

Xuanzang saw what he was thinking at a glance and stopped tightening the curse.

"It seems that you don't have ~ that understanding."

"Forget it, I'd better take the tight hoop off for you-."

"Let's continue on the road, this practice is not for you."

When Sun Wukong saw Xuanzang, he wanted to remove the tight hoop on his head, but it immediately aroused his competitive spirit.

"Who said I couldn't?"

"I just started a heart demon, you continue to read to me, I will definitely suppress the heart demon this time."

"Really keep reading?"

"Really keep reading!"

"Well, if you can't stand it, you can tell me at any time."

"If you can stand it, Lao Sun can stand it."

The murmured mantra sounded again.

This time, Sun Wukong clenched his teeth, even if he rolled all over the ground in pain, he didn't snort.

That extreme pain made Sun Wukong almost collapse, and suddenly he remembered Xuanzang, what he had just told him, and recalled his life.

So the scene of Ah Yao's tragic death immediately flashed in his mind.

The heartache at that time seemed even worse than it is now.

Suddenly, he understood that Xuanzang said that this extreme pain was also a reason for practice.

This extreme pain will indeed make you experience countless life situations in an instant.

It will make you think about the meaning of your life in this world, what you live for.

Do you live to suffer?

If that's the case, then why did you come into this world?

He remembered that story again.

Everyone in that story seems to be suffering, why?

Since everyone is suffering, why not end your life and continue to live?

What is this life for?

At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly had a strong desire to explore the true meaning of this life.

Why are the creatures of the flood alive?

Is suffering a punishment or a feeling.

Constantly thinking like this, Sun Wukong actually felt that the intense pain caused by this tightening curse was much relieved.

Lingshan, Great Leiyin Temple.

Guanyin hurriedly came.

"If my Lord comes, I have been ordered to supervise the matter of the Western Heaven Scripture and put a tight curse on that Sun Wukong, but unfortunately something went wrong!"

"The Tang monk actually put a tight hoop on his head."

"Now I have come to ask for sin!"

"I want to ask Rulai to come and remove this tight grip."

"Find a way to put it on Sun Wukong's head."

Rulai slowly opened her eyes.

"Isn't this tight hoop on Sun Wukong's head now?"

"What?"

Guanyin was stunned.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Sun Wukong and Tang Monk, and then his eyes immediately widened.

I saw that at this moment, Sun Wukong was constantly rolling on the ground with a golden hoop on his head.

The Tang monk, on the other hand, sat upright on the side, muttering a tightening mantra in his mouth.

"Uh... What's going on? "

"I obviously saw this Tang monk put a tight hoop on his head before."

"Maybe this is that Tang Monk's strategy, or not."

Rulai's gaze flickered.

"This Tang monk is not ordinary."

"Although he is the reincarnation of my disciple Golden Cicada, I feel that his understanding of the Dharma may even surpass mine."

"What he is doing now is completely out of our control, but as long as it is still in the plan of the westward journey."

"It doesn't matter how the process is, the result matters."

"As long as he finally experiences calamities all the way and comes to Dalian Temple to obtain the true scriptures and bring them back to the Eastern Land, it will be considered a great success."

"Yes!" Guanyin answered.

"Monk, stop!"

Sun Wukong finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

The Tang monk stopped chanting the tightening mantra.

"How? You can't stand it? "

"Then I'll help you take this golden hoop off now."

"No need!" Sun Wukong flatly refused.

"You are right, this tightening spell is indeed a good means of cultivation."

"I can't practice to the end all at once, but I can practice multiple times."

"From now on this golden hoop will be put on my head."

"When I need to practice, you will recite the tightening mantra to me."

"If I don't believe it, my practice will be inferior to you."

"When this Western Heaven Scripture is over, my cultivation will definitely surpass yours."

"Uh..."

Xuanzang couldn't help but touch his nose, this monkey has a bit of M attributes!

"Okay, then let's continue west!"

This westward journey is lonely and boring, but it also has countless beautiful scenery.

One of the benefits of going west daily is that you can see the sunset every day.

Whenever the sun set and the sunset filled the sky, Sun Wukong and Xuanzang stopped rushing and watched the sunset quietly.

Sun Wukong really wanted Xuanzang to tell him to do something at this time, and then he could say that sentence very forcefully.

"I don't do anything when I watch Sunset!"

However, Xuanzang looked at it more vigorously at this time.

"Inexplicably, does this monk also have a purple xia living in his heart?"

Sometimes, in order to see the sunset, they will even climb to a very high mountain to find a suitable position.

A few days later, they came to a place called Eagle Stream.

"Whaa

Suddenly, a huge white dragon rushed out from the eagle stream and bit into Xuanzang with an open mouth.

"Monk, your little white is here!"

Sun Wukong exclaimed.

Xuanzang rolled his eyes.

"This dragon is male!"

"Is the male and female so important?"

"Feelings are real!"

"You me!"

Seeing that the little white dragon was about to swallow Xuanzang and the white horse, Xuanzang turned over neatly and dodged.

"You monkey, hurry up and work!"

"Do you really want me to hit him?" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"You're not distressed?"

"You grind like this again, chirp me to recite the curse!"

"Alright!"

Sun Wukong raised his stick and hit the little white dragon.

"Huh?"

"This little white dragon is a bit of a good thing!"

Sun Wukong fought with Little White Dragon for a few rounds, and immediately found that he underestimated Little White Dragon.

If it had been him who made a big disturbance in the Three Realms five hundred years ago, he could easily catch this little white dragon.

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But he was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years, and most of the Dao Xing on his body was dissipated, and it was not so easy to capture this little white dragon.

"Monkey, are you so weak?"

The Tang monk teased on the side.

"That's Lao Sun hasn't used his true skills yet!"

Sun Wukong was suddenly anxious, and waving the golden hoop rod burst out with earth-shattering power.

Boom...

Sun Wukong and Little White Dragon fought for three hundred rounds, and Little White Dragon was finally defeated and ready to lurk into the water.

But I don't know when, that Xuanzang was already standing on the water with a smile.

"Little White Dragon, don't run!"

"Be my mount, go to the Western Heaven to get the scriptures!"

"This play is almost the same here!"

When Xiao Bailong heard Xuanzang's words, his figure paused slightly, and the next moment he turned into a human form and turned into a handsome young man.

"Meet Master!"

Little White Dragon is the son of the West Sea Dragon King, and he has long been arranged in advance by the night stop.

"Hmm!"

Xuanzang nodded.

"Then you turn into a white horse and carry me to the Western Heavens!"

The little white dragon transformed again and turned into a white horse.

"Hmph!"

"This little loach is quite strong!"

"Let's make a comparison!"

Sun Wukong flew over and looked at the little white dragon that had turned into a white horse, his face full of disbelief.

Once he hit the Spirit Mountain, and the Buddha was helpless.

Now, it was a shame that he couldn't beat a little white dragon.

Bai Longma tilted his head and ignored Sun Wukong at all.

"You little loach..."

Sun Wukong also wanted to carry a stick to hit down, but was stopped by Xuanzang.

"Cultivation practice..."

"It's easy to lose your heart when you win in such a fight!"

When Sun Wukong heard this, he stopped.

Xuanzang released the original white horse back into the mountains and forests, and then rode the little white dragon to continue westward.

Guanyin silently watched this scene among the clouds, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he didn't say anything in the end.

Although it is a little sloppy, it is also a difficult time.

Big deal, make it a little more difficult elsewhere in the back!

Because he was not able to take down the little white dragon this time and lost face, Sun Wukong practiced diligently every day in the future, wanting to improve his cultivation back as soon as possible.

However, the foundation is damaged, and it is very difficult to improve quickly.

At this time, Sun Wukong found that Xuanzang had to chant the sutra every day, and this scripture seemed to have a deep meaning.

He carefully comprehended the contents of this scripture and found that it was of great benefit to his own practice.

"This monk is really not ordinary!"

"These scriptures of his seem to be able to be fused with my Heaven Devouring Demon Skill and Immortal Heaven Skill and complement each other!"

"If I can help each other, then in the end, my strength will be a little better than before!"

"Even if you preach once, you have to do it."

So, in the next period of time, Sun Wukong's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.

The same goes for the little white dragon.

Unconsciously, two or three months passed, and along the way, they did not encounter any more danger.

On this day, they came to a mountain and found that the black wind swept on the mountain, and it seemed that there was some great horror hidden.