Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 70 The Three-foot Demon

The sky and the earth shook, and a pretty woman in palace attire stood out of thin air. Under the bright moonlight, it was clearly a girl's face, but her body exuded a sense of vicissitudes that had been through the years.

The nearby birds seemed to be attracted, and they flew in groups, hovering silently in mid-air, as if they were worshiping.

"You guys are really easy for me to find. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, my spiritual sense would not have been able to find your traces. The heavenly secrets are indeed in chaos. Did the Venerable Qingluan of Wu Naiwa Palace and King Peacock Daming ever come to look for you?" Passed you?" Qingluan's face showed no sadness or joy, but his tone was unusually cold.

"I have seen Venerable Qingluan!"

Several disciples stopped their movements, with different expressions. Xuanzang walked out of the caravan and first bowed with his palms together, and then asked back with a surprised expression: "Amitabha, I haven't seen the Great Ming King Bodhisattva here for several days. But I saw two strange birds fighting for several days near Shituoling."

Sun Wukong heard what the master said, and turned around quickly, he was afraid that his expression would not be able to hold back the laughter, and he would ruin the scene for the master.

If this master is cut in half, the inside will definitely be darker than Xiong Likui's face!

"Oh? What two big birds? Describe it to me!" Qingluan asked with a frown, obviously she didn't quite believe that her two children would fight each other.

Xuanzang had a thoughtful look on his face, as if lost in memory.

"The little monk, the master and his disciples just passed Futu Mountain not far away, and saw a thin-crested red peacock with a size of several thousand feet fighting with an equally huge golden roc bird. Our teacher was astonished by the power and power. It is said that the golden roc got some great opportunity from some secret place, and then said a bunch of strange things, and then started fighting..."

"Originally, the golden roc bird was at a disadvantage all the time, but he suddenly sacrificed a dusty bead, and a huge black hole appeared in the sky, and the two strange birds were sucked into the black hole together. , after a burst of white light, the huge black hole disappeared, and fortunately, our master and apprentice did not get too close, if not..."

The more Qingluan listened, the more she frowned.

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like it's made up.

But the person in front of him is a scripture learner hand-picked by the Tathagata, so his character is naturally reliable, and a monk should not lie.

"The dusty bead? Could it be the chaotic bead that has never been seen? Peng'er has a good chance, but Kong Xuan went too far and went to snatch his brother's treasure!"

"What is that huge black hole? Could it be the Chaos God's Forbidden? Void Teleportation Formation? Or..."

Qingluan frowned and thought in mid-air, while Xuanzang and the others stood below and waited silently.

"Sun Wukong, you have sharp eyes, but have you ever seen what's so special about that black hole?" Qingluan thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what the black hole was, and asked Monkey King.

Sun Wukong's face turned slightly red, and he also showed the look of reminiscence and said: "Reporting to Your Honor, the black hole is extraordinary, and I, my grandson, can't really see the inside, but when the black hole appeared, the world was dark, and there seemed to be some barriers. The law covered the eyes and ears of the heaven and the earth, and countless other creatures fell into a deep sleep. If it weren't for my old grandson's special physique, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see such a miracle..."

Xuanzang looked at Sun Wukong with a smile, feeling a little relieved in his heart, this monkey has finally learned the three-point acting skills of being a teacher.

Hearing this, Qingluan raised her eyebrows and looked at Xuanzang, saying, "It's strange, why didn't you, a mortal, fall into a deep sleep at that time?"

Sun Wukong was a little nervous in his heart, and turned to look at Xuanzang, but he didn't expect his last sentence to deceive the master.

Xuanzang explained calmly: "It's strange to say that at that time, the little monk only felt a golden light shining in his mind, but he didn't fall asleep. Maybe it was the blessing of the Buddha!"

"Heh... Your primordial spirit hasn't been tricked by Xuanmen yet, so you're lucky!"

After Qingluan said something inexplicable, he tore open the void and moved away.

When I came to Shituoling, I asked the local land and mountain gods. The two gods only said that they heard a loud noise, but they didn't see any fighting between two birds.

Qingluan only regarded it as a vegetarian meal for their corpses, or was shielded from perception by the isolation formation, and after being severely punished, he turned into a blue divine bird under the shadow of the moon and flew into the chaos.

Unable to find her two sons, Qingluan felt that there was no need to stay in Honghuang anymore. After all, the sage empress said she should go back early, and as for the weird black hole, she could go back to Wa Palace and ask the empress.

After Venerable Qingluan left, Xuanzang let go of one of his clenched fists in his sleeve, and he didn't expect to be fooled so easily.

This Qingluan claims to be the venerable of the Wa Palace, and it must be related to the Nuwa Saint. Now his strength is not stable enough, so he needs to be more careful and try not to provoke the people under the Saint's seat, otherwise he will be caught by the Saint's eyes before he gets angry. If you give it a second, it would be too bad.

Sun Wukong rushed over suddenly, with excitement on his face, he gave Xuanzang a thumbs up.

"Master, you are simply... wonderful!"

Xuanzang smiled slightly, turned around and went to the RV to play with his mobile phone.

After the meal, Sun Wukong and Xiong Likui sat cross-legged with their eyes closed to practice, while Xuanzang and Zhu Bajie started their passionate training again.

However, the old mother of Lishan, Avalokitesvara, Puxian and Manjusri, the four great powers, wanted to plan a catastrophe to test the mind of Zen, but after careful calculation, they could not find the trace of the master and the disciples. I can find it, but I hate the trouble of finding people, and I plan to wait until the King of Inspiration under the seat of Avalokitesvara is out of trouble.

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The next day, the autumn air was crisp, and wild geese flew by in groups, bringing a sense of parting and bleakness.

The master and apprentice continued to walk west from the Liusha River, and slowly came to a mountain forest, so they collected the caravan, Xuanzang rode a horse, and the three apprentices walked on foot. There were several small wooden houses built in the forest. Scattered and distributed in a slightly flat area.

The wooden house was dilapidated and covered with cobwebs. It seemed that no one had visited it for a long time.

Driving forward again, I saw a mountain village, where the mountain people were reclaiming the land. It was strange that the mountain people here wore thick coarse cloth around their necks, which seemed to be a local custom.

Children, women and men alike, have their necks tightly bound with various coarse or cotton cloths.

As soon as he entered the village, he caught the attention of an old man, who approached him and asked, "Are you foreigners?"

"The poor monk is a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the east, and he wants to go to the west to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures!" Xuanzang replied, his face was covered with the solemnity and smile that belonged to a Buddhist monk.

The old man threw the hoe in his hand and asked: "Didn't you meet the three-foot demon god when you came?"

Xuanzang asked curiously: "The three-foot demon god? Is it a kind of monster?"

"This is the king of this forest, the three-foot demon god. Have you seen that there is a three-foot temple built by our village!" It is a small temple about half a meter high.

Although the small temple is not high, the decoration is very delicate. The whitened stone skin is coated with a layer of unknown red dye. Through the small door, you can see a clay sculpture of an old man with a white beard wearing a scarf. .

Zhu Bajie interrupted angrily: "What three-foot demon god, it can't be a hardened Shanzhi spirit!"

The old man was furious when he heard the words, pointed at Zhu Bajie and shouted: "Someone is blaspheming the three-foot demon god, tie him up quickly!"

Zhu Bajie used the technique of transforming his body at this time, so he didn't reveal his true face, otherwise the old man would have been frightened to death by that pig-headed human body, how could he call someone to arrest the heretics.

Xuanzang winked and signaled Zhu Bajie not to hurt those mortals, just capture them without a fight, but he wanted to see what the three-foot demon god was capable of.

A group of young men rushed out with hoes, and when the old man pointed at him, several people rushed over to tie up Zhu Bajie.

Zhu Bajie got his master's order and didn't dare to resist, allowing several young men to tie him up.

If he wanted to, he could use all his strength to break the rope made by the vines at any time.

Several young adults stared at Zhu Bajie with unkind faces, talking non-stop.

"Hey, you foreigner, you dare to insult the three-foot demon god, you are really lighting a lantern in the hut!"

"That's right, the three-foot demon god has great powers. If he hears about it, he will definitely come to our village to wreak havoc!"

"It's really bad luck. The blood food for the winter will be consumed again. If we can't plant crops next year, we will starve to death!"

"I hope that the three-foot demon god will not care about such ordinary people!"

"No, let's sacrifice this blasphemy to the three-foot demon god as a blood meal! Anyway, he caused the trouble, so why let our village bear it?"

"It's inappropriate, after all, it's a living human life..."

"Second Li, you are so soft, your mother-in-law won't let you climb the kang!"

"Fuck, Miao Laosan, you are a bachelor and you still have the face to tell me that your needle eye has not been cured yet!"

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"This old man, please forgive me for my apprentice's presumptuousness. He is just outspoken. You don't need to take it to heart. Can you tell the poor monk about the origin of the three-foot demon god?" Xuanzang stepped forward and explained in a gentle tone.

Xuanzang's appearance is easy to make people feel good. Seeing that he speaks politely, the old man waved away the crowd.

"This elder, come with me and tell you about the origin of Lord Demon God!" Zhu Bajie stayed where he was, and Xuanzang and others followed the old man into the house.

Most of the furnishings in the house are very old. The wooden tables and chairs are all made from local materials in the mountains and forests. They are rough and simple. There is a big bow hanging on the east wall.

The old man took off the scarf around his neck only after entering the house, revealing a layer of fine rash on his neck, which looked a bit oozing.

After closing the window, the old man returned to his seat with reminiscence in his eyes.

"I've heard the legend of the three-foot demon god since I was a child. There lived a three-foot-tall demon god grandfather in the mountain. He loved to intercept passers-by, and he would ask a question when he caught one."

"what is the problem?"

"He would ask passers-by, 'Do you think I look like a demon, or a god?' If the passer-by answered that he looked like a demon, he would eat it, and if he answered that he looked like a god, he would breathe out on that person, and the person who was breathed out... "

"Cough cough cough..."

Just as the three-foot demon god exhaled towards people, there was a sudden violent coughing sound from the inner room.

The old man's expression changed, and he hurried into the back room. Xuanzang also looked around, only to see a strange long-necked young man in the back room.

The rest of the man's body was the same as that of a human being, but his neck was half a meter long, and it was covered with dense tooth holes, which looked very scary.

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