Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

Chapter 303 Jialan sent the medicine, and the traveler made a black wind
"My magical powers have been used!"

In the Yellow Flower View, under the bodhi tree, Wu Ming woke up with his eyes open.

Then pinch your fingers and calculate, and you will roughly know the reason for using it.

"It's a pity that I used it wrongly. Which of the monks in the courtyard... Little bear, what are you doing?"

The little bear walked in through the courtyard door and said, "I'll see if the master is awake. I've picked some new honey this year, and I'll send it to the master to taste."

As he said that, he took out a jade basin from outside the door, which was full and very fragrant.

Wu Ming dipped some of it in his mouth with his fingers, and couldn't help smiling, it was indeed sweet.

"Take it and put it away, you use a small bowl to scoop up a bowl and eat it yourself."

Little Bear was overjoyed immediately: "Thank you, Master."

"Can I have a taste?"

Next to him, the black shadow in the cage of the linden tree asked, but Little Bear ignored him, walking past him as if he didn't hear him.

Wu Ming didn't care about him, although this guy's movements were small in the past few months, he could feel that he was slowly eroding the six-character mantra, which shocked Wu Ming very much.

It's just that I didn't care about him quietly, even if water drops through a stone, it would take a long time.

Then he called the black tiger again, and headed eastward all the way.

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Although the Guanyin Temple was extinguished in time, most of it was destroyed.

The monks fled into the mountains when they saw the fierce fire last night, and they returned this morning.

The Elder Jinchi didn't care about the life and death of his master and apprentice, he went straight to the abbot, he was overjoyed when he saw that it hadn't been burned, he rushed into the room but saw that the cassock on the table was long gone, he burst into tears.

"Elder-in-law is not well. That monk Tang is a man of gods, and his disciples are gods protecting the Dharma. If the fire didn't burn them to death, return the cassocks to them!"

Hearing the words, the old monk suddenly rushed back with anger and blood, and his body was shaking, but he swayed and fell backwards. He was about to die, and his head hit the wall thorn. The poor brain was bleeding and his soul was scattered. Breathing red sand!

The monk immediately wailed, "Master, he was killed!"

At night, Xingzhe was unprepared to be blown head-on by the samadhi god wind, and was hit by the sky thunder. It was because of eye pain, body weakness, dizziness, and reclining outside the door of the master's room to adjust his breath that he got better, but his eyes were open. not open.

In the morning, after hearing about this incident, Sanzang blamed him for causing such a thing, and asked the monks to get back the cassock and some eye medicine.

Hearing that the cassock was missing, Sanzang immediately became angry and wanted to recite the mantra, but seeing Wukong's eye disease, he endured it for the time being.

"Grandpa Saint Monk, I found the eye medicine."

Two monks put on it for the walker, but they didn't see any use.

Walker said: "The wind is not an ordinary wind, these mortal medicines are probably useless."

Hearing the words, Sanzang started to cry again: "I blame you. What a treasure to show off. I was blown blind for no reason. Now that the cassock is gone, how can I have the face to see the Bodhisattva and Buddha? This is a wronged debt from which life? The poor monk will pay back in this life."

Distraught by his crying, Xingzhe couldn't help shouting: "Drink! Master, apprentice, I never shouted even when I was blinded by others, but you look like a pustule!"

But Sanzang's temper was aroused, and even if he put his palms together and chanted the mantra, the pain caused the traveler to roll all over the floor!
The monks saw that the two of them were so angry, so they, the culprit, were still alive?
Immediately he stepped forward to intercede, Sanzang stopped his hand, but Xingzhe wanted to do something fierce, scaring the monks so that they rolled and crawled away to a distance.

"You monkey, don't you want me to recite the curse?"

"Master Mo Nian, I want my disciples to look for cassocks."

Hearing this, Sanzang sneered and said, "How can you find it now that you are blind?"

Walker was also in trouble, but he heard someone shouting in the air: "Great Sage, I'm waiting here for a medicine that can cure your eye disease."

It was the guardian Jialan Qiqi who came to the rescue.

"If you have any medicine, bring it quickly, if you are slower, get a stick!"

A Jialan held a small jar of agate stones in his hand, dipped a little of the hosta into the eyes of the Great Sage, and felt a burst of coolness.

"This is Sanhua Jiuzi ointment, which is specially used to treat the wind and sand eye disease. The great sage will sleep for half a day and it will be fine."

But the traveler asked: "Since there is a prescription, there must be a reason. Do you know what kind of wind is so strong?"

Just as Jia Lan was about to say something, the person next to him tugged at him, and then stopped talking.

"You don't have to worry about the Great Sage, if you don't blow it on the Great Sage's face, you won't be able to hurt you."

Immediately, the eighteen Jialan jumped into the clouds.

"Why don't you let me tell?"

"The strangeness of the samadhi kamikaze, besides the yellow wind monster, there is someone else who knows this method. If you tell him how to deal with it at that time? It will help the great sage out of trouble. Don't talk too much, it's a lesson from the past. .”

All the Jialan were in awe.

The traveler rested for half a day, and his eyes were clear. Sanzang immediately urged him to look for cassocks.

Gather all the monks together and ask.

"Do you know what monsters are nearby?"

Don't know, but the master of the elder Jinchi's disciple said: "Master, I know that there is a Heifeng mountain in the south of here, and there is a black king in it. My old dead ghost master had a close relationship with him."

Walker suffered a loss last night, so he asked: "What is that guy capable of? How many goblins?"

"This little one doesn't know."

The black king must be the black briquette, but he still has two helpers, one to prevent the wind and the other to release the mine, which is a bit troublesome.

Immediately, he saw that the fire shield had not been returned to the Guangmu Heavenly King, so he ordered all the monks to serve Tripitaka well, and took up the fire shield by himself to go to the Nantian Gate.

Return it to the Guangmu Heavenly King and say, "Heavenly King, thank you for your loan!"

Guangmu Tianwang took the treasure and said with a smile: "The great sage is really sincere, I am worried that you will not return the treasure you borrowed from me."

"Heavenly King Hugh said that, Lao Sun is not that kind of person."

Guangmu Tianwang just looked at him and didn't speak.

The traveler didn't realize it, and then he resigned from the Guangmu Heavenly King and landed on Heifeng Mountain with a somersault cloud.

But in the cave, Black Bear Spirit, Ling Xuzi and Qingyangzi are sitting at the table, happy with each other.

"Your Majesty, where is that immortal elder practicing? I'll pay a visit if I have time in the future, little brother."

Seeing that supernatural power was so powerful last night, Ling Xuzi immediately thought about it.

The black bear was stunned and scratched his head: "I only know that he practiced in a certain mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou hundreds of years ago, but I don't know now."

He had heard of the prestige of True Monarch Duomu, but it probably wasn't that little Taoist priest.

"Forget it, let's ask again next time we meet, but I got a treasure here, which will open the eyes of the two virtuous brothers."

When even taking out the cassock, the sun shines brightly, full of auspiciousness.

"Where did this great king get this treasure? How can there be such a treasure in the world!"

"Good baby, good baby! Great King Hongfu!"

The black bear spirit was very satisfied immediately, and said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow will be my mother's death. I want to celebrate his birthday with a big banquet, and invite all mountain gods and lands to celebrate here. Let's have a Buddhist costume party!"

The two of Ling Xuzi praised it very well, and they all wanted to go back to this place to prepare some gifts.

But the great sage saw the Buddha's light at the top of the mountain, and immediately knew it was his own treasure, and couldn't help cursing: "Sure enough, this black coal ball stole it, but made me suffer that curse, damn it!"

Seeing another Taoist and a white-clothed gentleman coming out of the cave, they followed secretly.

Walking to a place where no one was around, he immediately jumped out with a stick and beat the white-clothed gentleman to death on the spot, but he didn't even use his supernatural powers.

He opened his clothes and saw that it was a white basilisk.

"Okay, okay, kill one and see what kind of thunder you make!"

Then he left it and turned to look for the bad luck of the black bear spirit.

Unexpectedly, soon after, a soul was wrapped in the rune in the palm and drifted away faintly to the west.

　Tomorrow there will be an update for the Dragon Boat Festival, I keep my word.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)