Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 178 The Three-Year Covenant
With a sound of "creak", the gate of Wendao Hall, which had been closed for two months, burst open, and Chen Xian, who was full of energy, walked out with steady steps.

"call--"

At this time, the setting sun was setting in the west, the evening breeze was light, and the air was filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. Chen Xian retreated for two months, and it was already autumn.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for successfully leaving the customs and making great progress in cultivation!" As soon as Chen Xian walked out of the Wendao Palace, the two silver-armored guards standing in front of the palace gate immediately saluted and congratulated him.

"There is a reward!" Chen Xian gained a lot from this retreat, and he was in a good mood. After listening to the flattery of the two guards, he immediately took out two fist-sized pieces of Taiyi fine gold to reward them.

"Thank you, King, for the reward!" The two demons quickly thanked each other after receiving the reward.

"Yeah." Chen Xian hummed lightly, and walked slowly towards the Wuji Hall, wanting to ask Lianxiang if any major events have happened in the Three Realms recently.

"You are finally out of the gate, return the Wan Ling blood beads to me!" Chen Xian had just turned around a palace when a figure wrapped in a black robe stopped in front of him and said in a very cold voice.

"So it's Gu Liang, when did you come?" Chen Xian squinted his eyes and looked at the other party and said, thinking that it's only been two years, why did this female devil come here?

"The three-year period has come, and I'm here to get Wan Ling's blood beads!" The female devil said coldly.

"Aren't we two in the same space? Why do I remember that it's only been two years?" Chen Xian asked suspiciously.

"You don't want to go back on your word, do you?" the female devil asked in a cold voice, with real energy fluctuating on her body, as if she would strike immediately as soon as something popped out of Chen Xian's mouth.

"Don't get excited!" Chen Xian waved his hand, signaling the other party not to do anything, and said slowly: "The Wanling Blood Bead is useless to me, so naturally it was returned after Wanling. I just wondered that Guliang came after only two years. Could it be that you are fascinated by my style and want to meet me in the name of Yaobao?"

"Narcissism!" The female devil said coldly, but in order to avoid suspicion, she had no choice but to explain: "Please don't forget the year you promised!"

"Okay!" Chen Xian nodded, thinking to himself that when the Wanling Blood Orb was returned on July [-] three years later, it seemed that it was indeed after the Qixi Festival. He originally wanted her to come to pick it up on the third Qixi Festival. , but she understood that it was the Qixi Festival of the third year to pick it up, which was really a beautiful mistake.

"Guliang probably hasn't had dinner yet, let's go together!" After all, he is a relative of the Bull Demon King, and out of politeness, Chen Xian invited him to have dinner with him.

"No, just give me the blood beads of all spirits." The female devil said lightly.

"Well, what a guy who doesn't know the world!" Chen Xian thought helplessly, then took out a brocade box from the storage ring, and said to the female devil: "By the way, we have known each other for so long, I I don't know what Gu Liang's name is, I don't know if Gu Liang can tell me!"

"My name is Xueling, you can return the Wanling Blood Bead to me now!" Seeing Chen Xian not letting go of the brocade box, the female devil had no choice but to answer road.

"Xue Lingling, this name is really not good, the smell of blood is too strong!" After Xuanxian, Chen Xian's perception became more acute, at least he could know which word each word is from other people's words, and he would not pretend to be someone else's name. When speaking in dialect, he took Jin Guang as pure light and Xue Lingling as Xue Lingling to praise him. He could only honestly say that his name was not very good. If he hadn’t had a keen sense, he would have thought that the other party was talking about bloody, After all, such a person is more suitable for him, so he lives up to his name!

"Is this the Wanling Blood Bead?" Xue Lingling took the brocade box and opened it, looking at the pitch-black bead inside, and asked in a very uncertain tone.

"En." Chen Xian nodded lightly in response, and then said: "I said at the beginning that I will return you a more powerful Myriad Spirit Blood Orb, how about it, be touched! But you don't have to thank me, Helping others is my motto, I will be ashamed if you thank me!"

"Bah, you bastard!" Xue Lingling scolded through gritted teeth. She sacrificed the Wanling Blood Bead to practice a secret method. Now the Wanling Blood Bead is mixed with unknown things. How does this make her Use it?However, Chen Xian still has the brazenness to call himself a helper, not scolding is not enough to appease the devil's anger!

"You said you're welcome, and you wish me a long life, so if there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first!" Chen Xian said shamelessly again, and turned around to leave after speaking, obviously trying to get away.

"Wait!" Seeing Chen Xian smearing oil on the soles of his feet, Xue Lingling hurriedly shouted to stop, but when he saw that Chen Xian was about to turn around the palace and disappear, he quickly said, "The strange power in this Wanling blood bead What is it?"

"That's the curse of the demon." Chen Xian replied without stopping.

"Curse of the Heart Demon!" After Chen Xian left, Xue Lingling stood in place, looked at the changed appearance of the Wanling Blood Bead in the brocade box, and thought that maybe it would be more effective if he used it to cultivate the blood demon avatar now, but You have to find a way to erase the traces left by the monsters from outside the territory, otherwise the avatar will be destroyed by the thunder.

"This bitch left just like that? It seems that Princess Iron Fan's sisters are still reasonable!" Standing in a pavilion in the imperial garden, Chen Xian couldn't help sighing in his heart after feeling the breath of blood and spirit gone. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together and people divide into groups. It is impossible for a sensible person like Princess Iron Fan to have a sister who messes around. Moreover, this woman is cold-tempered, and she doesn't seem to be a spoiled person.

"Speaking of which, this girl is also very strange. Although the Wanling Blood Bead is extremely powerful, it has many disadvantages. It is impossible not to see it with her magic skills. She even wants to damage her own luck and risk her karma. The risk sacrifice is really incomprehensible!" Chen Xian rubbed his chin, looking puzzled.

However, whether or not to refine the Wanling Blood Bead is someone else's business. Chen Xian can't care about it, and he doesn't want to care about it. He still has a lot of things to sort out. How can he have time to care about others? These thoughts are just passing through his mind. , and was thrown out of his mind.

"Well, these wood spirit flower demons have cultivated very hard!" After putting aside the matter of blood spirits, Chen Xian turned his gaze to the ten flowers and trees in the garden, and found that these wood spirits cultivated very seriously. The leaves and flowers have a little spiritual light, obviously washing the whole body with spiritual energy and polishing the Dao foundation.

The Thorny Ridge Wood Demon can be said to be the weakest monster on the journey to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. They have not practiced any skills, and they have lived for nearly a thousand years by their own groping. None of them have changed form, so they can only go out of their bodies at night, but the power of the Yin God is not strong, even Tang Monk can't restrain him, let him run out of the Muxian Nunnery, naturally it is impossible to traverse eight hundred miles with the body of the Yin God Thorn Ridge sees the market.

"Meeting this great king is really a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes, let me help you again..."

(End of this chapter)