Deep in the netherworld.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of a strong and powerful heartbeat is as rough and heroic as a dragon's war drum. Every beat of the heart will promote the sublimation of the blood. The three drops of ancestral witch essence blood in Cheng Long's heart are constantly increasing the activity of his blood. Sex, transports blood rich in the breath of law and power to all parts of the body to meet the needs of body cells and continuously strengthen his internal organs.
"As expected of a created spirit fused with the holy blood. It took only half a stick of incense to tame the essence and blood of my brothers. This boy will definitely achieve great things in the future."
On the side, Empress Pingxin, with her arms folded, saw that Cheng Long had used such a short time to initially refine the essence and blood of his third brother's ancestral witch, and his eyes were full of brilliance.
If Sun Wukong hadn't been the descendant of Nuwa, she would have wanted to be included in the family wall.
It's a pity that such a piece of jade, which is expected to become a saint, has already belonged to Nuwa's family.
This is the time when witches and witches are fighting for hegemony. Even if Empress Pingxin is very compassionate, she may not be able to help but kill the opponent, let alone gift the ancestral witch essence and blood.
The reason why I still want to help the other party is mainly because I want to take a gamble.
Because she vaguely sensed that Sun Wukong had a great opportunity. She didn’t know exactly what it was, but she was certain that the saint would also be greedy.
This feels gratuitous.
It was when Cheng Long admitted that he had swallowed the stone spirit and replaced it. The sixth sense that arose in an instant disappeared in an instant.
"Thank you so much for giving me the blood of the ancestral witch!" After a while, Cheng Long slowly opened his eyes, stood up and said gratefully: "If there is any mistake in the future, I will try my best to do it."
"It doesn't take another day. I am very interested in your secret method of cloning right now. I wonder if you can lend it to me to ponder it?"
Even though Ping Xin is the master of the tunnel and has a powerful cultivation level second only to Taoist ancestor Hongjun, when she became a saint, she transformed into reincarnation and was completely bound to the tunnel, unable to get out at all.
Especially since she was born in the witch clan, even her soul was born after reincarnation, due to great merits, and there is no three-corpse body of Nuwa of Sanqing and the Second Saint of the West.
Therefore, she especially needs Cheng Long's secret method of avatar in order to create an avatar that can hide from the sky and travel across the three realms.
"Wait a moment, I need to ask about this deity."
Cheng Long's clone cannot make the decision in this regard. Even if Sun Wukong is an independent individual, since they are the same person, they will naturally put their own interests first.
The secret method of clone is Cheng Long's life-saving trump card, especially the second soul, which is completely a backup number, no different from the original one.
Therefore, the second spirit has always stayed in the soul-nourishing jade and rarely went out.
In this way, once Cheng Long encounters strong hostility and dies, he can be resurrected instantly through the second soul. It is a backup number split from the original soul, so there is no rejection.
Because the clone devours the true spirit of the living being and replaces it, it does not originally belong to Cheng Long. Therefore, whether it is Sun Wukong or the Superman clone Long Yi in the DC universe, it will eventually turn into nutrients to help the original body grow.
Of course, that will be much later.
You can even keep clones, especially Wukong's clone, which has excellent understanding. Keeping it will be of great help to Cheng Long. If it weren't for Wukong's light, Cheng Long would never have the power of the late Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Cultivation.
Of course, Wukong's ability to cultivate to this point in just five hundred years is also due to the good foundation of Cheng Long himself. Tall buildings rise from the ground. Without this deity to lay a solid foundation, Wukong's understanding would not be able to grow to this level no matter how evil he is. situation.
It is even more impossible to become a descendant of Nuwa and make good friends with Empress Pingxin.
The clone and the body have always complemented each other.
If it is not necessary, Cheng Long will most likely not devour them and keep them to help him grow.
Sustainable development is thousands of times better than swallowing it all at once.
"Empress Pingxin, I have agreed, and I will pass on the secret method to you now."
Cheng Long quickly made a decision and signaled Wukong to grant Pingxin Empress the secret method of avatar, but it was limited to the secret method of splitting the soul, swallowing living creatures, and replacing her. Not a word of the advanced content about the second soul was revealed.
He doesn't want his trump cards for survival to be known to outsiders!
But even so, Empress Pingxin, who had obtained the abridged version of the secret method of cloning, was still overjoyed and couldn't help herself with excitement.
After Cheng Long left.
Empress Pingxin summoned her most trusted subordinate, the Great Witch Jiufeng, and secretly went to the Daughter Kingdom...
……
In the Yellow Wind Cave.
After soaking in the hot water tank for a quarter of an hour, Tang Sanzang felt that his whole body was about to become ripe. Every part of his body was red and hot. There was no doubt that this would be the most painful pain he had ever received since he embarked on the journey of seeking Buddhist scriptures. experience.
It's even possible to leave it here and become dinner for a bunch of monsters.
"Brother Sun, why don't you come to save me!"
Disciple Bajie has been defeated by the Yellow Wind Monster. The only person Tang Sanzang can rely on now is Sun Wukong, the mountain god of the two realms, and the little white horse cannot be relied on!
In Tang Seng's mind, Little White Dragon is a white horse that is not afraid of being lost and has super endurance.
It’s no wonder that he belittled the little white dragon so much. It was really the identity assigned by Guanyin Bodhisattva to the little white dragon that made him unable to awe him. The dignified third prince of the Dragon King of the West Sea actually willingly turned into a white horse for him to ride on. He would never own one even if he thought about it. Daoxing is naturally no match for King Huang Fengdong.
Sun Wukong is the bodyguard assigned to him by the Bodhisattva, and his strength must be higher than that of his disciples and his strength.
And in daily life, Tang Seng was also used to Cheng Long's help. Mainly, he kept all his food and accommodation needs in the other party's storage ring...
"The monster inside quickly come out!"
Just as Tang Monk endured the burning pain and stood in the tank where the temperature had dropped slightly, expecting Sun Wukong to kill everyone, Cheng Long's voice floated in from outside the cave.
"It's Brother Sun, great, the poor monk is finally saved!"
Tang Seng was overjoyed. The large burns on his body no longer hurt instantly.
Seeing this, the monster on the side suddenly picked up a bucket of freshly boiled hot water and poured it towards Tang Monk.
"Ouch..."
Tang Seng, who was splashed with hot water, was instantly burned and screamed.
It stands to reason that if an ordinary person is burned like this, he will definitely have blisters and his whole body will be swollen and painful, but Tang Seng didn't have a single blister on his body, and the surface of his skin was red and burning.
It can be seen that this monk is not as thin and tender as he looks on the surface.
Or perhaps, by reciting and reading scriptures all year round, you may have cultivated some subtle Taoism without realizing it, making your body a little more resistant than ordinary people.
"How dare you, a young boy, to yell in front of this king's cave?" The Yellow Wind Monster led the Tiger Pioneer and a group of strange little monsters, and walked out of the cave in an angry manner. They saw a man standing outside the cave. , looked unremarkable, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.
"It turned out to be a yellow-haired marten, and it was dressed like a human and dog. Unfortunately, it looked too ugly."
The yellow wind monster in front of the monsters is really well-dressed, with a golden helmet shining in the sun and golden armor condensing light. The tassel on the helmet is floating on the pheasant tail, the robe and armor are light yellow, and he is wearing deerskin boots and willow leaf velvet makeup. If he were replaced by someone with more regular facial features, he would definitely be more attractive.
It's a pity that underneath such a attire is a monster with the body of a rat beast.
"I think you are looking for death!"
The yellow wind monster was so angry that he screamed. He picked up the three steel forks in his hand and was about to poke a few holes in Cheng Long's body.
Seeing the king take action, Tiger Pioneer and a group of little demons immediately started cheering.
"The king takes action to defeat both!" "This man is dead!"
"The king stabbed him to death with a fork! Extra dinner tonight!"
"..."
The monsters shouted slogans louder and louder, but the result was far beyond the monsters' expectations.
A stick fell from the sky and suddenly appeared on the Yellow Wind Monster's head. The sudden change made it have to deal with it in a hurry. It raised its hands high and tried to resist the menacing golden stick with a steel fork.
With a bang, the three steel forks blocked Sun Wukong's strike, but the yellow wind monster's body had sunk deeply into the ground, his expression was pale, and he was seriously injured with just one blow.
Such an unexpected scene made the monsters gathered at the entrance of the cave stunned.
Originally, the Tiger Pioneer easily kidnapped Tang Seng from Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, so the Yellow Wind Monster and his subordinates subconsciously believed that Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were just people with false reputations.
However, he didn't even think about how Sun Wukong, who had cultivated to the Daluo realm five hundred years ago, could be the kind of person who only wanted to make Tang Monk suffer.
But Bajie was really fooled!
Tiger Pioneer has mastered the magic power of golden cicada to escape from the shell, and Bajie is easily careless, so he was accidentally deceived by Tiger Pioneer.
Seriously, Bajie can challenge the entire Huangfeng Cave alone. Tiger Pioneer's wish to kidnap Tang Monk is simply a wishful thinking.
"Little mouse, your time to die has come."
Cheng Long raised the golden cudgel in his hand again.
This time, he was going to use one thousandth of his strength, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, which was still blooming, instantly turned into a golden light, and hit the Yellow Wind Monster on the head with a 'bang'.
"Click!"
The three-stranded steel fork of the middle-grade Houtian Lingbao exploded immediately, and the golden cudgel hit the Yellow Wind Monster firmly on the head under the strong inertial trend.
Bang!
Red and white, splashing everywhere.
The clean blow frightened all the little demons headed by Tiger Pioneer.
"It's your turn!"
Cheng Long suddenly raised his head and looked at Tiger Pioneer, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth forming an evil smile.
There is no suspense next, the monsters contaminated with evil spirits all become dead souls under the stick.
It wasn't that he was murderous, but there were many dead bones in the cave, many of which were human remains, and many of the bones had teeth marks on them.
It is obvious that once the yellow wind monster released from Lingshan by Buddhism lost its restraint, it began to reveal its true nature, killing creatures and massacring people wantonly.
Although the scene in Huangfeng Cave is not as terrifying as Shituoling, it is still piled up like a mountain of bones.
There was no rotten meat that turned into dust. Maybe it was because the yellow wind monster had been the king of the mountain for a short period of time. Even if it had to capture people to eat every day, it would not have such an effect.
……
Little Sumeru Mountain.
"Lingji Bodhisattva, you have to help me no matter what today. The monster has the magical power of Samadhi Divine Wind. If you are not careful, your eyes will be sore from the wind. Over time, you will even be blinded by the wind. ..." Zhu Bajie, who rushed here in a hurry, started to cry as soon as he saw the bejeweled Lingji Bodhisattva holding a flying dragon staff.
"You idiot, this Bodhisattva didn't say I wouldn't help, so why are you mumbling?"
Lingji Bodhisattva laughed and cursed, and just as he was about to take out the Dingfeng Pill, his expression suddenly changed.
"Bodhisattva, what's wrong?"
Zhu Bajie said cautiously: "There's something wrong with your face. Is something wrong?"
"..."
Lingji Bodhisattva took back the Wind-Fixing Pill and was silent for a while, then said: "Go back, Tang Monk has been rescued."
"Rescued? Did Brother Sun take action?"
Zhu Bajie slapped his thigh suddenly and murmured: "By the way, it must be him. Why am I so stupid? Brother Sun is the Great Luo Jinxian, why bother to seek far away from the near..."
"Go back! Don't mutter here!" Lingji Bodhisattva waved his hand with a dark face.
In the disaster of Huangfengling, he intervened in the journey to the west and divided the merits. Now that the Fixed Wind Pill has not been sent out, the yellow-haired marten was beaten to death by Sun Wukong.
How could he not be angry?
If the merit is gone, don’t kill the house mouse.
If Sun Wukong hadn't been protected by someone, and he was destined to be the one to collect scriptures, Lingji Bodhisattva would have had the intention to kill people.
But after Bajie left.
Lingji Bodhisattva couldn't help but go to Lingshan Mountain to report the matter to the World Honored One.
"Master Guanyin, go back and talk to Sun Wukong and tell him not to be so obsessed with him. If you have difficulties, you can also seek help. Also... don't just beat the monster to death with a stick. Buddhism should focus on enlightenment."
Tathagata Buddha was also helpless when he heard Lingji Bodhisattva's complaint. Sun Wukong was protected by Nuwa, and he cultivated into Da Luo Jinxian five hundred years ago. Now he is only one step away from the realm of quasi-sage.
There are only a few monsters on the westward journey that are Daluo Jinxian, let alone quasi-sages.
If Sun Wukong is not allowed to hold back, it may not be easy for the powerful powers in Heaven and Lingshan to share the merits of Journey to the West.
Cheng Long and Tang Seng cannot take all the benefits.
Let the rain and dew touch each other equally, this is the way of human kindness.
"Yes, World Honored One, I will have a talk with Wukong later when I have a chance."
Guanyin didn't care about this. Anyway, she was the chief director of Journey to the West. All the monsters on the journey to the West were killed by Wukong, and her merits were indispensable afterwards.
The same is true for Buddhist great powers such as Tathagata.
This was a major event that benefited the entire Buddhist sect. Sun Wukong acted decisively and did not ask for help. Most of the damage was done to the heaven.
For example, in the previous scene where the Guanyin Temple was burned down, in the original work, Sun Wukong borrowed a fire shield from heaven.
But Cheng Long didn't even think about asking for help. He directly cast a spell to protect Tang Monk for one night. Now he killed the Yellow Wind Monster and cut off Lingji Bodhisattva's merits. If he didn't secretly warn him, he didn't know how many participants there would be in the future. Losing the merit that should have been at your fingertips.
"Guanyin, you can't look back. You have to go quickly! After passing Huangfengling, there is Liusha River. Time waits for no one!" the two Bodhisattvas Manjushri and Samantabhadra said hurriedly.
They are participants in the Four Saints' Zen Heart Test. If they don't warn Sun Wukong quickly, their disguise will not be hidden at all. The Pohuang Golden Eyes are not infinitely weakened versions of the Fierce Eyes and Golden Eyes. Their true colors can be seen at a glance.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell Wukong right now."
Guanyin had no choice but to go to Huangfengling immediately and secretly told Wukong to be more understanding of the world and not to do everything by himself.
Otherwise, it is easy to cause public anger. (End of chapter)