Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 7 The Immortals Fight, Chen Xian Suffers

The sun is setting, the evening breeze is gentle, and the red leaves of the vast mountains are flying, dancing all over the sky.The air is filled with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, refreshing, Xiniu Hezhou has entered late autumn.

On the rugged mountain road, a four-foot-long white snake with thick arms and blood-red eyes looked at the setting sun in the sky, with a pensive expression on its face. It was Chen Xian, the snake demon who came from Wolong Cave and wanted to go to the demon market.

After deciding to go to the demon market, Chen Xian chose Yandang Mountain, the nearest demon city with a demon king as his destination.However, this recent one is compared to other demon cities where demon kings sit in town. In fact, the distance from Wolong Cave to Yandang Mountain is not close at all. The distance in a straight line is three thousand miles. In addition, there are countless mountains and rivers. The road, I'm afraid it's not less than ten thousand miles.It has been more than a month since he set off now, and he is cultivating while driving, but he has only traveled one-third of the distance.

Xiniu Hezhou is very large, but it is also very barren. Along the way, there are thousands of miles of uninhabited people, poisonous snakes and beasts everywhere, let Chen Xian see what is called no man's land, and it also disappointed him who originally planned to steal some condiments to improve the food. endlessly.

It was late autumn now, and the night came very quickly. In order not to let himself sleep in the wilderness in this frosty, cold and dewy autumn night, Chen Xian stopped his journey before the sun set.Although with his current level of cultivation, he was already poor, but who would want to blow the cold wind in the wilderness if he could find a warm place to spend the night.

His thoughts are flying, thinking that he has been in this world for almost half a year. Most of his understanding of this world comes from the description of "Journey to the West", but his personal experience made him deeply doubt it: Chang'an to Lingshan is really Is it a journey of hundreds of thousands of miles? Why did I compare it from the map, and it was not less than ten thousand miles from the junction of Nanfangbuzhou and Xiniu Hezhou to Lingshan?How did Tang Seng, a mortal, travel without the help of modern transportation in 14 years?

The more he thought about it, the more doubts he had. Chen Xian simply gave up thinking about it. The story of Journey to the West has too many unreasonable things. Why do he think so much? His current goal is not to explore the true meaning of the world, but to cultivate. Turn into a human being and venture into this magical world.

After taking a deep breath and letting the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance wash through his lungs, Chen Xian turned back into the cave and started a day of cultivation.

It's been a while since I've been promoted to the fourth level of Qi Refining. Except that my realm has been consolidated, I don't feel like I need to break through. Dantian is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much spiritual energy I absorb, it can't be filled.Of course, this is also related to the thinness of spiritual energy in the world. Even if he meditates all day long, he can't absorb much spiritual energy.

Time passed bit by bit, and when he felt that the spiritual energy around him had been sucked up by him, and it was useless to continue practicing, Chen Xian opened his eyes, and the blood-red pupils flashed away.

"Huh—" He exhaled the stale air in his chest, looked at the cave that had been completely dark, and suddenly felt a little idle.Ever since he was promoted to the fourth level of Qi refining, Chen Xian has long been used to replacing sleep with practice, but now that he can't practice, he is a little bored.

Just as Chen Xian was about to use sleep to pass this boring night, he found that the ground shook twice for no reason, and the gravel on the roof of the cave shook off.

"Damn, is there going to be an earthquake?" Chen Xian cursed secretly, and quickly climbed out of the cave, he didn't want to be buried alive.

Before climbing out of the cave, an earth-shattering elephant hiss came from afar. At the same time, a huge force came from the ground, shaking Chen Xian from the ground, hitting the top of the cave and then falling to the bottom of the cave. He fell into a mess.

I thought this was the end of the matter, but when I was about to continue to climb out of the cave, there was a continuous burst of huge force from under me. Although it was not as strong as the first time, it was still able to shake it up by about a foot. Just like beans on a drum, they bounced out of the cave involuntarily.

Out of the cave, the first thing Chen Xian saw was under the clear moon sky, a huge white elephant with a length like a mountain, swinging its proboscis like a mountain, rushing madly like an equally huge green lion, .Along the way, stepping on mountains and falling down, stepping on rivers and jumping, the scene is simply like people blocking and killing people, and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas.

The green-haired lion did not show any weakness, and after raising its head to the sky and roaring, it also rushed towards the white elephant.

The so-called gods fight, mortals suffer, the green-haired lion roared, and Chen Xian's eardrums were shattered, and Chen Xian's spine was broken inch by inch. He immediately fell limply to the ground, turning into a shameless snake.

Looking at the green-haired lion that was at least a hundred miles away from him, Chen Xian was speechless. He felt that he was so weak that he couldn't bear the roar of others. He was really speechless.

Lying on the ground, looking at the two big monsters fighting happily in the distance, Chen Xian wondered to himself, could it be the green lion and the white elephant that are the good friends of Manjusri and Puxian?Well, in the world of Journey to the West, with such strength and such frustrating looks, apart from Manjusri and Puxian's mounts, the blue lion and white elephant, there should be no other monsters that look like this.

After knowing the identities of the two demons, Chen Xian thought to himself that when Lao Tzu became stronger in the future, he must arrest you two and beat him up. , Just cut it off, how will I fix my sex life in the future?

Not to mention Chen Xian's self-pity, but let's talk about the two blue lions and white elephants. Just as Chen Xian guessed, they are indeed the mounts of Manjusri and Samantabhadra.

At this time, the battle between the two demons came to an end. After a fierce collision, the two stopped their hands at the same time, turned into human forms, and talked about the past on the spot.

Thinking back in the past, I was originally a preacher of Jiejiao and a disciple of a saint, but now I am a horse, which is really embarrassing.

The two demons chatted for a while, and then set up the demon wind and went back to Lingshan. After all, no one knows when Manjusri and Puxian will end their discussion. If they go back late, it may be another humiliation.

Chen Xian has been busy recovering from the injuries in his body, but he didn't notice the second demon's departure.With the recovery ability of the snake itself, coupled with the treatment of true qi, before sunrise, the terrifying injuries all over his body recovered seven or eighty-eight.The broken eardrum has been repaired as before, and the broken spine has been connected. It only needs two days of recuperation and no strenuous exercise. Within three or four days, it should be able to recover.

Swallowing the sun was activated, and after inhaling a bit of purple temperature from the east to nourish the body, Chen Xian crawled on the spot and enjoyed the long-lost sunbath.

The autumn morning sun shone on the snake, and it was warm. Chen Xian turned over lazily, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"Chirp—" A high-pitched eagle cry woke Chen Xian up from his sleep, looking at the black eagle swooping down from the sky, Chen Xian was delighted: I was just hungry, and you, a flat-haired animal, came to my door. The young master smiled bluntly.

When the black eagle swooped to the top of his head, Chen Xian exhaled a breath of cold air and hit the black eagle's chest accurately.

With a sound of "嗤——", a layer of frost quickly spread on the black eagle's feathers, and it landed in front of Chen Xian with a "pop".

Infuriating, the black eagle's feathers were shaved off, and after the belly was disembowelled, Chen Xian spewed out a stream of flames from his mouth, roasting the black eagle that came to his door until it was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

After eating, feeling that the sun was not as mild as in the morning, but rather scorching hot, Chen Xian returned to the collapsed cave with only a hole left behind him, and continued to heal his wounds...

(To be continued...)
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