Chapter 107 Wukong helps and the Corpse Emperor transforms
Who would dare to imagine that a big golden immortal would become the younger brother of a little earthly immortal.
If word of this gets out, I'm afraid the entire Three Realms will burst into laughter.
However, things are so magical, Bai Ze did it.
Bai Ze said: "Green-haired lion, then you can continue to stay in the well and pretend to be the king. Tang Monk will arrive in three days. Then you will go to him as the black-bone king and ask him to rescue you from the well."
"Okay, my lord."
The green-haired lion handed over his hand, then turned into the black-bone king again, and jumped down into the well.
The scalper once again moved a stone and covered it at the mouth of the well.
Afterwards, Bai Ze and Huang Niu bid farewell to King Wuji and went to meet up with the scripture-seeking team again.
At this moment, Bai Ze's two waist badges shone brightly.
One is the communication talisman of Biyou Palace, which reads: Master Tang Monk and his disciples will arrive in Wuji Kingdom in three days.
As expected, Tang Seng was notified of the whole process, for fear that the monsters along the way would miss this golden opportunity.
The other one is Bai Ze's identity token, which is a voucher for the Purple Bamboo Forest in Luojia Mountain, Putuo. It shows that one hundred incense has arrived in his account this month. After deducting 20 points of personal income tax, Bai Ze still has 80 points left.
"It seems I can go to the ghost market and have a look."
Baize has the Nine Netherworld Fire, which can physically enter the underworld. In some larger cities in the underworld, there will be ghost markets.
The ghost market is the black market in the Three Realms, where you can often find unexpected things.
The common currency in these three realms is naturally incense.
Now that Bai Ze had eighty points of incense, he suddenly thought of visiting the ghost market.
"Forget it, let's finish the green-haired lion thing first and find a place to survive the tribulation as soon as possible."
After overcoming the tribulation, it was time to face Red Boy. This was the key battle that changed Bai Ze's fate.
Only by defeating Red Boy can Bai Ze replace him and obtain the title of Shancai, so that he can become a saint in his lifetime.
That kind of achievement even surpassed the ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties that Tang Monk and his disciples had to learn from the West. After all, after successfully obtaining the Buddhist scriptures, Tang Monk and Sun Wukong only became innate saints.
As for Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie, they are the lowest level among the innate saints.
And as long as Bai Ze gets the title of Shancai, he will have the opportunity to become a saint the day after tomorrow.
That is a person of the same magnitude as Yuan Yu and Nuwa. That is the top of the three realms.
Tap tap tap!
The hooves of the cow kept walking in the sky, crossing the green mountains and green waters, and soon saw the group of Buddhist monks again in a small mountain col.
The ox ran down from the sky, and everyone discovered Bai Ze.
Sun Wukong was the first to come up and said: "Little brother, have you settled your matter?"
Bai Ze suddenly left the team in the middle. Not only did everyone know that he had something to do, but Wukong didn't ask Bai Ze what the matter was.
"Well, it's done."
Bai Ze nodded three times. These three nods were quite obvious. He believed that Wukong could understand.
After all, when Patriarch Bodhi knocked him on the head three times, he knew it was midnight and went to secretly study the Dharma. Bai Ze didn't believe that Wukong couldn't understand it.
After all, to conquer the green-haired lion, Wukong had to show his prowess.
Otherwise, as soon as his fiery eyes shine, the green-haired lion and the black-bone king may get involved, and the whole plan will fail.
"Haha."
Sun Wukong smiled meaningfully, obviously he understood Bai Ze's hint.
Zhu Bajie said: "Brother Bai Ze, you didn't bring back any good food when you went out. I, the old pig, don't have any oil or water in my stomach. I'm tired of eating instant noodles every day."
Tang Monk reprimanded: "You pig head, you still complain of bitterness when you eat some. In the past, it was much less bitter than this when you had to eat and sleep in the open and go around asking for alms."
Bai Ze said: "I'm really sorry. I was in such a hurry that I really forgot to bring something for everyone.
But don’t be discouraged, old pig. I have just been to the capital of the Black Chicken Kingdom, and Buddhism and Taoism are indeed prosperous in that Kingdom.
There are many Taoist temples and countless Buddhist temples, and there are also many people who believe in Buddhism. There is no shortage of offerings there. ”
"Really?"
Zhu Bajie was immediately happy and even started to drool.
"Does that need to be said?" Bai Ze said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's hurry up and go to the Black Chicken Country to eat vegetarian food." Zhu Bajie took the initiative to run to the White Dragon Horse, wishing he could fly to the Black Chicken Country immediately.
The group set out on the westbound road. The sutra-learning group accepts hardships as part of their cultivation. Just like Bajie, Wukong and others, they can fly, but they can only use their feet to measure their way to the western sky.
They were also unable to use any stored magic weapons, either as alms or carried in their carry-on luggage, so their journey was extremely difficult.
Even if Bai Ze joins in and provides some dried food, it will only make the group less worried.
It's night.
At midnight, everyone had gone to bed, and Wukong came to meet Bai Ze.
Wukong said: "Little brother Baize, what do you want from my grandson?"
Bai Ze told Wukong everything about the Wuji Kingdom.
Wukong said: "Haha, you are very ambitious, you actually want to revive the demon clan?
Don't end up like me, old Sun, who ended up miserable. ”
Bai Ze said: "I asked the Great Sage to help me with this matter."
Sun Wukong scratched his head and said: "It's okay to say this, as long as it doesn't affect the great cause of Buddhist scriptures. As for the addition of an old monster in this Buddhist scriptures team?
Haha, among my three brothers, which one is not an old weirdo?
Besides, although the green-haired lion's magic power is not as good as that of my old grandson, it is still more powerful than Bajie Wujing. If he can join me, my old grandson will be free. ”
With Wukong's statement, Bai Ze can feel at ease.
The pilgrimage team continued to move forward, and the three days passed quickly.
Because it is close to the capital of Wuji King, there are more pedestrians on the road. In addition, there are many people in Wuji Kingdom who believe in Buddhism, and from time to time, passing merchants come to make offerings.
Now the coke had spoiled Bajie, and he stuffed all kinds of delicious food into his stomach.
"It's getting late. Let's go to the Wuji Capital tomorrow." Tang Seng said.
At this moment, the group of people was only more than ten miles away from the Wuji King's capital, but the sky was getting dark, and they happened to come across an abandoned earth temple, so they decided to spend the night here.
Bai Ze still took advantage of everyone's sleep to start practicing his Corpse Emperor technique.
Every time he punches, a ghost head fist mark will be punched out, the wind is howling, and the mountains are majestic.
That night, he punched the Corpse King Vajra seven or forty-nine times in a row.
If it were in the past, let alone the seven, seven, forty-nine changes, even playing it once or twice would consume a huge amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
But things are different now. Since he created the Sanxingchen Dantian, the huge consumption of practice has disappeared. Although the pressure of the Corpse Emperor Vajra Fist on the body is still very high, it has reached a tolerable level.
boom!
As Bai Ze circulated the spiritual evil energy in his body, he blasted out a Corpse Emperor Vajra Fist again. At this moment, the ghost head fist seal blasted by Bai Ze also had a gold edge.
"Teacher, my Corpse Emperor Vajra Fist has finally reached the ninth level. It seems to have reached its peak. Can it still improve?" Bai Ze said.
Ying Lao said: "Of course you can still improve. Now your skills are only reflected in your fists, feet, muscles and bones.
And once it goes beyond the ninth level, it will be the Corpse Emperor Transformation. ”
Bai Ze said: "Zombie Emperor Transformation?"
Ying Lao said: "That's right, if the previous Corpse Emperor Vajra Fist only tempered the muscles, bones, flesh and blood, then the Corpse Emperor Transformation will temper every dust particle in your body."
Is it to temper every cell?
No!
Dust should be something smaller than cells and should be the basic particles that make up cells.
Ying Lao said: "We, the zombie demon clan, are physically strong, but that is relative, and we cannot be invulnerable.
And with the cultivation of the Corpse Emperor Transformation, your body will become extremely hard. Your body will be a magical weapon, and your body can break mountains and crack rocks.
At that time, the magic weapons will not be able to cut you. ”
Bai Ze took a deep breath when he heard this!
His Corpse Emperor Kung Fu was indeed wonderful. The previous Diamond Fist had already shocked him, and the subsequent Corpse Emperor Transformation was even more shocking to him.
Transform your body into a magical weapon and use your body to crack mountains and crack rocks?
This is so cool!
Bai Ze said: "But teacher, I feel that my Corpse Emperor Vajra Fist has a bottleneck. It seems that the realm is firmly suppressed, and it is impossible to break through to the Corpse Emperor Transformation you mentioned."
Ying Laodao: "The only way to break through this bottleneck is by continuously polishing your body. There is no other way."
Bai Ze said: "Okay, teacher, I understand."
Ying Lao said: "By the way, disciple, how is your fairy seed doing?"
Bai Ze said: "I was about to ask you, teacher, since the fairy seed produced the red seal fruit, and I planted it into the five-color soil, it stopped growing. Is there something wrong?"
Ying Lao pondered in Bai Ze's mind for a long time and said: "It should be related to the properties of the five-color soil. Do you still remember that the five-color soil you fed to the fairy species before was all red five-color soil, right?"
Bai Ze said: "Yes, the five colors of soil stained by Wukong's blood are all red."
(End of chapter)