Start with Hinata and travel through the heavens

Chapter 375 The resentment is soaring, and the sky is full of anger

"Woooooooo..."

"I hate it so much!"

"Why do you want to kill us!"

The bottom of the Zimu River is turbid, in contrast to the clarity on the surface.

After Tang Sanzang's master and his disciples had an abortion, the resentful spirit that was about to take shape fell into the Zimu River, and the Zimu River suddenly boiled with resentment.

Zhang Xingye, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, "Oh, this resentment. What happened?"

The customs clearance document is an important document for traveling westward to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Tang Monk knew very well that he could not leave until he obtained the king's seal during this trip.

So, after Tang Sanzang had the abortion, he straightened his monk's robes, and the four masters and disciples walked towards the palace.

The palace stands tall and majestic, with majestic stone lions in front of the door. On both sides of the steps, palace ladies stand with their heads bowed. Tang Sanzang took a deep breath and stepped into the palace.

The king of the Daughter Kingdom is a beautiful woman with a pair of bright eyes like autumn water and a warm smile on her lips.

When she saw Tang Sanzang, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and her heart couldn't help but ripples.

Although Tang Sanzang was a monk, he had an elegant temperament and outstanding demeanor, which was very different from ordinary men.

The king thought to himself how happy he would be if he could spend his life with this person.

Although Tang Sanzang was aware of it, in order to obtain the customs clearance document, he could only pretend to agree.

He bowed to the king and stated his intention.

The king of the daughter kingdom smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and said: "If you want to pass the customs ultimatum, you must agree to one condition."

Tang Sanzang's heart tightened. Knowing that the king's request was coming, he could only agree to it.

The king of the daughter country said softly: "I would like to marry you and spend this life together."

When Tang Sanzang heard this, he was shocked, but thinking of the important task of obtaining scriptures, he could only agree to it. So he saluted again.

"The poor monk is willing to obey the king's wishes."

That night, the palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the palace was filled with joy. The people of the daughter country poured into the streets to cheer for the king's wedding celebration.

Tang Sanzang was placed in an exquisite palace, but his heart was full of mixed emotions.

In the dead of night, Tang Seng sat alone on the bed, reciting Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart, trying to calm his mind.

He knew the purpose of his trip, and he also understood that the relationship between him and the king was just a passing cloud.

He closed his eyes tightly and tried not to think about those disturbing thoughts.

The king of the daughter country is lying on his side on the couch, with a pretty face and a graceful figure.

"Why don't you open your eyes?"

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and turned his head away, "The poor monk is a monk."

The king of the daughter kingdom opened his red lips lightly, "If you open your eyes, I don't believe that your eyes are empty."

Tang Sanzang sighed, "If there is an afterlife."

One night passed, Tang Seng did not do anything deviant to the king.

He always maintained the pure heart of a monk, and politely declined the king's tender affection.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shined through the window lattice and onto Tang Sanzang's face.

He opened his eyes and stood up to pack his bags. He knew he had to leave.

He walked out of the palace and came to the courtyard, where he saw the white dragon horse waiting quietly at the door.

Tang Sanzang rode on the white dragon horse, looked back at the majestic palace, and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He took a deep breath, spurred the white horse, and galloped away to the west.

The king of the daughter country stood at the door of the palace, watching Tang Monk's retreating figure, his heart filled with reluctance and melancholy.

She knew that she would never forget that graceful monk in her life.

Tang Sanzang left his daughter's kingdom, but his heart was still throbbing. He was afraid, afraid of being tempted, afraid of traveling west unintentionally, afraid of breaking the precepts, and even more afraid of letting someone down.

Shortly after Tang Sanzang's four masters and disciples left the Daughter Kingdom, the scorpion spirit in the Pipa Cave suddenly turned into a black demonic wind and abducted Tang Sanzang.

Sun Wukong hurriedly chased him and came all the way to a deep mountain. The mountains are steep, the ancient trees are towering, the clouds are shrouded, and it feels like a fairyland.

Sun Wukong only saw a cave entrance on the cliff, with the word "Pipa Cave" written on the door.

After Tang Sanzang was abducted by the scorpion spirit, he came all the way to Pipa Cave, after the evil wind stopped.

Tang Sanzang regained his sight and saw a beautiful woman in front of him, "Amitabha, why did the donor kidnap this poor monk?"

The Scorpion Spirit smiled slightly, "When the little girl saw how handsome the holy monk was, she wanted to get married, and she hoped that the holy monk would make it happen."

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together and said, "A poor monk is a monk. You must not do it."

Scorpion Jing clapped his hands, and a maid immediately served him steamed buns and fruit wine.

"Elder, these are vegetarian wine and vegetarian steamed buns, please taste them."

Wine in the Tang Dynasty was divided into meat and vegetable wines. Meat wine was brewed from grains, while vegetarian wine was brewed from fruits.

Tang Sanzang looked at the bun, secretly wary, but seeing the woman's kind attitude, he picked up the bun and took a bite.

At this time, Tang Sanzang had time to look around. The layout of the cave was elegant and the fragrance was fragrant, unlike other male demon caves.

After Tang Sanzang finished eating a vegetarian steamed bun, Scorpion Spirit handed Tang Sanzang a steamed bun.

Tang Sanzang subconsciously took a bite, but after hearing Scorpion Jing's words, he spit out the bun in his mouth.

The Scorpion Spirit had a playful smile on his face, "This is meat, with onions, ginger and garlic added."

Tang Sanzang's expression changed drastically. He looked at the bun in his hand and saw that the filling had not been bitten yet. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Tang Sanzang opened the bun and saw that there was no trace of onion, ginger, or garlic. When he lowered his head and smelled it, there was only a light fragrance, no pungent smell.

"Why should the donor deceive the poor monk?"

The Scorpion Spirit chuckled, "If the elder breaks the precepts and is no longer a monk, can he marry the little girl?"

After Tang Sanzang heard this, he hurriedly replied, "This poor monk is devoted to the Buddha and has absolutely no such thoughts. I also ask the benefactor to hold me high and let me go west."

When the Scorpion Spirit heard this, his expression changed and he smiled and said, "Since the elder refuses to obey his orders, don't blame the little girl for being rude."

After saying that, the scorpion spirit came forward and prepared to capture Tang Sanzang directly. The fly transformed by Sun Wukong entered the Pipa Cave and came to the scorpion spirit and Tang Sanzang.

Seeing that the scorpion spirit wanted to cook raw rice, Sun Wukong stepped forward and buzzed around the scorpion spirit.

The Scorpion Spirit cursed dissatisfiedly, "Where did the fly come from, dare to do bad things to my aunt!"

Seeing that Tang Sanzang was resisting again, Scorpion Spirit felt angry and waved to the maid, "Take him down here."

When Sun Wukong saw that Tang Sanzang was about to be taken away again under his nose, Sun Wukong was furious and directly showed his body.

Sun Wukong raised the golden cudgel and hit the Scorpion Spirit. The Scorpion Spirit took out three steel forks and stabbed Sun Wukong.

With just one blow, Sun Wukong's expression changed slightly. This scorpion spirit's martial arts skills were definitely not inferior to his.

Sun Wukong fought and retreated all the way to the outside of the cave. Zhu Bajie, who was outside the cave, saw Sun Wukong fighting and retreating, so he picked up a nine-tooth rake and stepped forward to help.

The Scorpion Spirit looked at Zhu Bajie who stepped forward to help, and couldn't help but sneer, and stabbed out, "Sun Wukong, do you think Tang Sanzang can escape from my grasp?" Seeing this, Sun Wukong hurriedly used his body skills, turned into a golden light, and hid. Survive the scorpion spirit's attack.

He held a golden hoop and shouted: "Fairy, watch your move!"

After saying this, he hit the scorpion spirit with a stick. The scorpion spirit sneered and used the steel fork to hold the golden cudgel.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Bajie stepped forward to help with a rake, and the three of them fought for hundreds of rounds, with no outcome in sight.

Although the Scorpion Spirit is powerful, she cannot resist the combination of Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

After fighting for dozens more rounds, Scorpion Spirit gradually became exhausted and anxious.

She suddenly remembered her unique skill - falling horse stakes, so she took advantage of Sun Wukong's unpreparedness and stung him on the forehead with her tail thorn.

Sun Wukong felt a sharp pain in his forehead. The pain made him scream and the golden hoop in his hand fell to the ground. He held his head and rolled on the ground in pain.

Zhu Bajie was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Sun Wukong up. He saw a big bump on Sun Wukong's forehead, "Brother Monkey, what's wrong with you?"

Sun Wukong was in unbearable pain, "The fairy's tail thorn is poisonous, and my head hurts unbearably."

Zhu Bajie was furious when he heard this, "What a vicious goblin! Wait until I take her life!"

After saying that, he brandished a rake and rushed towards the scorpion spirit. Scorpion Spirit was overjoyed when he saw that Sun Wukong was injured.

Then he saw Zhu Bajie coming towards him brandishing a rake. The scorpion spirit repeated his old tricks and stabbed the side of Zhu Bajie's face with his tail stinger. Zhu Bajie also felt unbearable pain.

Sun Wukong endured the pain and somersaulted away with Zhu Bajie.

The two people who were in a panic did not notice it. They stumbled back to the Zimu River.

Zhang Xingye was currently over the Zimu River, and King Kong Zhuo was thrown out to cover the Zimu River, gathering that astonishing resentment.

"The Supreme Lord's decree transcends your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and is blessed by you in all your lives.

Those with heads will surpass, those without heads will rise, kill with spears and knives, dive and hang on ropes.

Die openly and secretly, die unjustly, creditor and enemy, beg for life.

Kneel down in front of my stage, the Eight Diagrams will shine, stand out from the threshold, and transcend other places.

As a man or a woman, you are responsible for your own responsibility. Whether you are rich or poor is your own responsibility.

The order is given to save the people, and the people who are waiting for it are saved. The people who are waiting for the order are saved, and the people are saved. "

Sun Wukong, who had a splitting headache, heard the sound of the rebirth curse coming from the air, so he shouted for help, "I don't know which true immortal is here! Please help me!"

Zhang Xingye saw the resentment gradually dissipating, and suddenly heard Sun Wukong's cry for help. Zhang Xingye dispelled the last resentment, and the endless resentment entered reincarnation.

Zhang Xingye lowered his cloud head and came near Sun Wukong, "It turns out to be the Great Sage."

Sun Wukong was startled when he heard this voice, "It turns out to be Little Master, hey, please help me!"

Zhang Xingye looked at the big bump on Sun Wukong's head and the big bump on Zhu Bajie's cheek, and realized that he had encountered a scorpion spirit.

Three lights converged on Zhang Xingye's fingertips, and the acquired version of the Three Lights Divine Water appeared. Zhang Xingye flicked his finger, and the acquired version of the Three Lights Divine Water fell on Sun Wukong's forehead and Zhu Bajie's face.

The big bumps on their foreheads and faces dissipated, and the pain disappeared. Sun Wukong pulled Zhu Bajie up and bowed his head to Zhang Xingye.

"Thank you, little master. I wonder why the little master came here to receive blessings?"

Zhang Xingye looked at the Zimu River and sighed softly, "There are many women in the Daughter Kingdom who regretted their pregnancy after getting pregnant, so they would go to Po'er Cave to drink the water from the Feiting Spring.

Through this abortion, over the years, the mother river is full of infants who died before they were born.

A few days ago, I suddenly felt that these infant spirits had transformed into non-resentful spirits, and their resentments were soaring, so I came to resolve them. "

When Sun Wukong heard this, his expression was a little unnatural. He calculated the time and found that when he was full of resentment, it happened to be the time when Tang Sanzang and the others drank the water from the Fountain Spring.

Zhang Xingye changed the subject, "The injuries you two have are unusual."

Sun Wukong hurriedly asked, knowing the origin of the scorpion spirit, he could find a way to restrain it, "The scorpion spirit was originally listening to scriptures at Lingshan Mountain, and one day it stung the Tathagata with an fallen horse stake, so it escaped to the mortal world, and the Tathagata sent Arhats to pursue it.

But he returned in vain, which shows the greatness of this demon overthrowing the horse pile. "

Sun Wukong's expression changed, "Even the Buddha can sting her, who in the three realms can take her down?"

Zhang Xingye took back the Vajra and was about to leave. Sun Wukong's eyes lit up when he saw the Vajra that Zhang Xingye had taken back.

"What Xiao Zhenren put away just now was Taishang Laojun's old man's King Kong Zhuo?"

Zhang Xingye nodded, "Yes, it's Jingang Zhuo."

Sun Wukong pulled Zhang Xingye's sleeve to stop Zhang Xingye from leaving, "Since the young master has such a good treasure, why not help him and collect the scorpion spirit."

Zhang Xingye shrugged, "Okay."

Zhang Xingye followed Sun Wukong to the Pipa Cave, and Sun Wukong immediately started calling the door.

"Monster, release your Grandpa Sun's master, or Grandpa Sun will eat fried scorpions today!"

Disrupted by Sun Wukong and rejected by Tang Sanzang, Scorpion Spirit has nowhere to vent his anger.

Hearing Sun Wukong's call, the Scorpion Spirit picked up the steel fork and walked out of the Pipa Cave.

As soon as he left the Pipa Cave, Scorpion Spirit saw Zhang Xingye next to Sun Wukong.

Zhang Xingye, holding a whisk, stood opposite Scorpion Jing, "Please."

The two confronted each other, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The scorpion spirit let out a deep roar, and the steel fork drew a cold light in the air.

She rushed towards Zhang Xingye like lightning, the steel fork piercing towards him with a sharp sound of wind.

Zhang Xingye was unhurried. He waved his whisk lightly, and a soft air flow neutralized the attack of Steel Fork.

Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, Scorpion Spirit immediately changed his attack. The steel fork turned into a cold light and attacked Zhang Xingye's vital parts.

Zhang Xingye's figure is agile, moving left and right, up and down, and he can skillfully avoid the attack of the steel fork every time.

His whisk is like a spiritual snake, sometimes entwining, sometimes poking, sometimes sweeping, neutralizing the scorpion spirit's attacks one by one.

As time went by, the Scorpion Spirit's attacks became more and more violent, but Zhang Xingye became more and more courageous as he fought.

His whisk danced faster and faster, and the air flow formed invisible sword energy under the waving of the whisk, cutting the surrounding leaves and sending them flying.

The scorpion spirit gradually became powerless under the attack of whisk, and could only resist passively.

Zhang Xingye shouted softly, and the fly whisk turned into a golden light, which went straight to the vital points of the scorpion spirit.

The scorpion spirit was so frightened that it tried to dodge but it was too late, so it had no choice but to bite the bullet and face it.

There was a loud noise as the steel fork collided with the whisk, and a dazzling light burst out.

Zhang Xingye's fly whisk broke the scorpion spirit's steel fork. The scorpion spirit was immediately horrified, and the tail stinger suddenly stabbed out from its back.

The tail thorn pointed directly at the center of Zhang Xingye's eyebrows, and a diamond sword appeared on Zhang Xingye's hand. Zhang Xingye held the diamond sword as if he were holding a finger tiger.

"Ding! Click! Ah!"

Zhang Xingye punched out, and the diamond hit the scorpion spirit's tail sting. No matter how sharp the scorpion spirit's tail stinger was, how could it be harder than the diamond.

The scorpion spirit's tail stinger was broken at the sound. The tail stinger broke, and the scorpion spirit let out a wail.

(End of this chapter)