Journey to the West: All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 91
After Jiang Liu refined the "Nine Heavens Yuanyang Ruler", practiced Guangchengzi's superior kendo "Yijian Zhidao", and used the "Xuan Mizhu" to entrust the second Yuanshen, it was already March in Yangchun, but The Daxue Mountain is still bitingly cold, without a breath of spring.

Yu Jian turned into a rainbow and went away. Jiang Liu has now achieved a small degree of success in flying sword skills, and tried the feeling of soaring into the sky as soon as he came out of the cave.However, the snowy mountain is extremely cold, flying in the icy wind is not comfortable, just about to fall, suddenly found a fire in a cliff.

"Is this someone fighting?"

There is no doubt that someone is using supernatural powers for this kind of fire rising several feet high in the ice and snow.

It fell on the ground far away, and then approached quietly.

Jiang Liu's eyesight was good, and he saw a stone cave about the height of a man on the waist of Banfeng. In front of the cave was a rock protruding flat. He is wearing a fiery cassock with bare feet, a Zen staff standing in front of him, a golden bowl in his hand, a fiery red gourd hanging on the back of his waist, and an incense burner in front of which are inserted three large incense sticks, three feet long. Sitting there with palms together upright.

And the flames in the cave soared into the sky, making the surroundings red.

The intermittent voice of the barbarian monk faintly floated in the wind: "Bagu Zheng, you haven't handed over the Snow Soul Orb...you will be blown away under my yellow sand demon fire..."

When Jiang Liu heard the three words "Snow Soul Pearl", the memory hidden in the depths of his soul gradually became clearer, and then verified with the memory of the green-robed patriarch one by one, secretly said: "This fan monk should be the rescuer in the original book. Some kind of wild monster from the ancestor of the green robe! The snow soul orb is a good treasure, transformed by the elite of the snow for thousands of years, it is said that it can break the flame magic weapon and supernatural power, it is a rare treasure."

This savage monk is called Jakota, nicknamed the Wild Demon of the West.He and Venerable Poison Dragon in Western Yunnan are brothers, but Venerable Poison Dragon has many disciples and is very powerful; he is only single, and few people know his details.Even the ancestor of the green robe didn't know the name of this barbarian monk!
Appearing here now is obviously greedy for the rare treasure "Snow Soul Orb"!

Jiang Liu looked at the flame, and felt a scorching heat even from a distance, which was obviously very powerful.There was a vague smell of yellow sand in the desert of the Western Regions in the fire, which should be collected from the strange fire in the desert, and this is the magic fire supernatural power cultivated.

As expected by Jiang Liu, the flame was exactly the supernatural power of the "Western Wild Demon" - the yellow sand magic fire.

Just as Jiang Liu was sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight, and was about to snatch the Snow Soul Orb for the fisherman's profit, a sword light came from the northeast, across the sky, and the target was obviously this place.

Although Yujian is fast and extremely convenient, it is difficult to hide its whereabouts, and the enemy will perceive it from a distance.

The barbarian monk obviously also noticed Jianguang, and stood up holding the Zen stick in his hand.

In an instant, the sword light fell, revealing a young nun, wearing a magic crown, wearing cloud shoes, wearing a yellow braided monk's robe, holding a dust whisk in her hand, with a solemn and beautiful appearance.

Jiang Liu hid in the dark and watched secretly. The nun looked dignified, and she was obviously two extremes of the rude monk in front of her.

"Monk, take your life!"

The nun gave a coquettish shout, without any nonsense, she flicked the whisk, and a gust of wind was blown towards the wild monster in the west.Flying sand and rocks, and the howling wind, the barbarian monk held his Zen staff completely still, only the iron ring on the Zen staff was blown crisply by the severe wind.

The nun blew a fierce wind, and the target was not the barbarian monk, but the raging fire in the cave.The so-called wind helps the fire, but the strong wind mixed with flying snow is twisted into the fire, and the fire can only be extinguished immediately.

Seeing that the demonization of the yellow sand was suppressed, the barbarian roared angrily, pointed the fiery red gourd on his waist at the nun, and muttering something, he saw a flame gushing out from the gourd and shooting at the nun.

The nun flicked the whisk, and another gust of wind blew up, which could barely block the magic fire, but the whisk was also burned by the magic fire and turned into ashes.

"Monk, you actually destroyed my magic weapon."

"Not only will we destroy your magic treasure, but we will also take you back to the mountain and become my Buddha's slave!" The barbarian monk laughed lewdly and laughed loudly.

In an instant, with a wave of the nun's palm, several silver needles were shot out.

The barbarian monk narrowed his eyes, murmured something, and hurriedly raised the purple gold bowl.His alms bowl is called the wheel bowl, once it is sacrificed, there will be black, white, yin and yang qi rising straight into the sky, no matter human beings, birds or animals, they will be sucked by it and cannot escape.

Sure enough, the several silver needles were sucked by the wheel bowl and fell to the bottom of the bowl.

The barbarian broke through the magical powers of the young nun, laughed a few times, waved his Zen staff and threw it at the nun, the wind howled, as if it had the power to split mountains and earth.

"Yuqing, be careful with this barbarian monk, don't be careless!" At this time, the flames in the cave had gradually extinguished, and an old and tired female voice came out.

The young nun snorted coldly, raised her palm, and shot a flying sword.

The barbarian monk Xi Yemo was also careless, wanting to win as soon as possible, instead of using the wheel bowl to absorb the enemy's flying sword, he smashed it with the Zen stick.But suddenly he felt a golden light like a rainbow flying towards the top of Leng Sensen.It was only then that I remembered to use a wheel bowl to collect it. I lifted the bowl up just now, but the flying sword was extremely powerful. Seeing the golden light entering the sea like a dragon, it was wrapped in the bowl by black and white air, but it suddenly got out of control and moved towards the bowl. Cut yourself off.

The barbarian monk knew it was not good, so he quickly used his own body protection to hide, and escaped hundreds of feet away.Looking at the waist, the flame gourd was cut into two petals, and the yellow sand demon fire overflowed all over the place.

Knowing that he was no match, the barbarian monk turned around and left, disappearing into the vast mountain with one leap.

"It's not out yet, when do you want to see it?"

The young nun said sharply in the direction where Jiang Liu was hiding.

Only then did Jiang Liu realize that he had exposed his whereabouts, walked out slowly, and said with a smile, "Bodhisattva is a good means..."

"Sneaking around is not the right way, and it can escape the eyes of my Yuqing. You will eat me too!"

Seeing the white light shooting towards him, Jiang Liu was horrified. This sword was several times stronger than that of Qi Lingyun. This nun is obviously a senior person, and it is impossible for her to be as young as her appearance. .

Jiang Liu gritted his teeth, and originally wanted to take the opportunity to get the Snow Soul Orb, but now it seems that he has no chance.Since he couldn't get any benefits, he immediately turned around and fled like the barbarian monk. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula and urged the "Nine Heavens Yuanyang Ruler", raising nine golden flowers and a stream of purple energy to protect himself.

The sword light stirred Jiang Liu's body, but was blocked by nine golden flowers, and could only retreat back into the hands of the young nun.

"Pure Yang Ziqi?" The nun looked at the direction Jiang Liu was escaping from, frowned, pinched her fingers, but couldn't deduce anything, so she had to give up.

And Jiang Liu didn't stop there. Although he wasn't afraid of the nun, he didn't want to fight.Jiang Liu tried his best to avoid battles that could not bring benefits, and took advantage of the trend to head towards Baiman Mountain.

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