The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 101 Arriving in Chechi Country

"No, no, no, the old pig won't learn anymore, Xiaolong, take your time."

There is a problem with this technique, and there is a risk of mutation.

Zhu Bajie thought about it, and ran away as if he had seen a ghost.

"Second Senior Brother, don't bark if you don't bark. Why are you running? Can't I tell you to learn?"

Little Bailong didn't know it, he was a little angry, and rolled his eyes at Zhu Bajie's fat ass.

"Junior Brother Long, you'd better look at yourself."

Sun Wukong's pair of fiery eyes glowed with golden light, and he spoke.

"Eldest brother, what kind of eyes do you have? They are still shining. Is my little white dragon so handsome?"

Huh?
its not right?
Big brother shouldn't be envious of me, right?

The next moment, Xiao Bailong came back to his senses and thought, it stands to reason that the martial arts master gave to the elder brother should not be worse than his own, so why is the elder brother envious of him?
It seems that you can hang yourself?

He felt more and more that Sun Wukong's eyes were wrong, and then looked at Tang Sen again, even more puzzled.

"Master, brother, what are you doing looking at me like this? Is there a flower on my body?"

Xiao Bailong didn't understand, and subconsciously looked at himself.

"Fuck, what's the situation, my fluttering white clothes..."

"I wipe, why did my hands turn black, my God, what's wrong!?"

When he saw it clearly, he yelled in horror, and the wine suddenly woke up. He raised his hands and looked over and over again, and then looked at his clothes.

"Master, what is the situation, why did my hands turn black?"

Little Bailong was about to cry, it was fine if his white clothes turned black, even his hands were black, he realized that this was not good, it was a sign of changing race.

According to ancient legends, there was a clan of black dragons. They were powerful, indifferent and cruel, and they were the demon clan among the dragon clan. In the end, the great masters of the three realms paid a lot of money to make them disappear.

There are rumors that they are not dead yet, and maybe one day they will return to the world and stir up the boundless situation.

"As a teacher, I don't know. It may be that you usually have too many black men in fights, which corresponds to the corresponding Dao."

Tang Sen opened his mouth. He didn't know what happened. After "Nine Changes of the Dragon" was given to Xiao Bailong, he didn't go to study it anymore. He didn't know what happened.

"Master is right. Junior brother, it's possible that you have too many gangsters, which caused your hands to turn black and become a mafia."

Sun Wu air-conditioned, he can see that this kind of change is not harmful at all, it may be the change brought about by the practice, so it shouldn't be a serious problem.

"Eldest brother, I don't want you to bury people like this, master, you should find a way, this black one is really ugly."

Xiao Bailong was very anxious, he didn't know that his whole body was dark, and he was pacing up and down, his brows were impatient.

"Don't worry, apprentice, let's take a look for the teacher."

After Tang Sen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the formula of "Nine Transformations of the Dragon". A trace of dragon power emerged from his flesh and blood, nourishing his flesh and blood.

"Made, you've been fooled!"

The next moment, Tang Sen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Bailong with a strange expression.

"Master, what's the matter?" Xiao Bailong asked worriedly, his heart was in his throat.

"I was tricked by you. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have comprehended the "Nine Transformations of the Dragon". It's a big trap."

Tang Sen regretted it unceasingly. This tactic finally stated that the dragon can change nine times, one color changes, from the original color to black, then red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and finally the purple gold dragon, followed by the rainbow. The colors are almost the same, and then they are finally united, turning into a golden chaotic ancestor dragon.

Due to the limitation of martial master level, although the exercises and formulas he passed on to Sun Wukong and Xiao Bailong are complete, they are missing some subtle annotations and precautions. Xiao Bailong doesn't understand, so it makes sense.

Now that Tang Sen turned around and took a look, he realized that he had made such a deceitful comment in the end.

The point is, you can't abandon the pit after practicing this technique, it will work automatically unless you abolish your own cultivation.

Obviously, the little white dragon has reached a point of transformation, transforming in the direction of black.

"Wuliang Tianzun relies on his uncle, it is the kung fu created by that cheating father, which has made the poor monk a big fool."

Tang Sen cursed, it is conceivable that if one day in the future, he also turns black all over like Xiao Bailong, then the fun will be great, and he will be ashamed to look at others.

After telling Xiao Bailong the final note, the master and apprentice began to curse the person who created this exercise, no, to be precise, it was the dragon.

Outside of endless time and space.

A nine-clawed dragon with a blazing golden glow was basking in the sun on a majestic mountain. As its nose flapped, vast spiritual power swept across the world like a gust of wind.

Suddenly, he sneezed, and his spiritual power surged violently, throwing away a majestic mountain in the distance.

"Wuliang Tianzun, how many thousands of years have passed, who the hell is still cursing Uncle Long, let Uncle Long know, I will explode his ass..."

The nine-clawed dragon did not turn, the dragon body danced in the sky, turned over, and continued to sleep...

Let's talk about Tang Sen's master and apprentice.

The little white dragon spit, and greeted the guy who created the technique up and down, and then he began to use the technique of transformation in an attempt to cover up his black skin.

Of course, it still ended in failure...

"Master, what should I do about this, I'm really badass, picking up girls will become a problem in the future, alas~"

Xiao Bailong sighed there with a dark face, looking like he was unloved.

"Xiaolong, let me show you something again for my teacher. In fact, not only your hands are black, but your face is also black."

Tang Sen couldn't bear it, and took out his usual mirror and handed it to Xiao Bailong, asking him to look at himself squarely.

People always have to face their own appearance, even if it is black, the mirror still has to take it!

"Fuck!"

Xiao Bailong took a look in the mirror and fainted...

He suffered [-] points of damage and was unconscious.

……

"Master, don't you just turn black? Junior brother's heart is too fragile."

Sun Wukong shook his head while holding the golden cudgel, Zhu Bajie ran back and slapped his chest with lingering fear, as if he was glad that he was slow and not fooled.

Not long after, the Drifting Monk went and came back, and he was surprised when he saw the little white dragon, so he almost beat him up like a monster.

"Master, what's the matter, little junior brother? There's nothing wrong with it!" After finding out what happened, he asked worriedly.

"That exercise is a bit cheap, it will be fine after a night of sleep."

"Bajie, carry your junior brother on your back and continue on your way while the sun is shining," Tang Sen said.

Zhu Bajie was not happy about it, if he hadn't remembered that Xiao Bailong had recited him back then, and he had been ordered by his master, he would definitely not have done it.

In this way, the master and apprentice walked through the deep mountains and old forests, and half a month passed in a flash.

"Master, there is a mountain in front of you, and there is a temple on the mountain, named Zhiyuan Temple, and there is a Sanqing Taoist temple next to it." Sun Wukong came in the clouds and said.

"Oh? Have you arrived at Chechi Country?"

Tang Sen was overjoyed, these days Xiao Bailong was depressed, his face was naturally dark, as if everyone owed him four taels of oil and salt.

"Bajie, Wujing, you two go pick some wild fruits, we will meet at Zhiyuan Temple."

"Xiaolong, master will take you to have some fun."

Tang Sen chuckled, this Taoist Temple of the Three Purities is good, in the original book, Monkey King played tricks on the three goblins, and naturally he will not let them go here.

After speaking, he took the lead towards Zhiyuan Temple.

"Immortal Huli, Immortal Luli, Immortal Yangli, the poor monk is here to take you in."

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