Honghuang, my disciple ruined Journey to the West

Chapter 305 Doesn't He Really Think He's Great?
The evil wind dissipated, and the ghostly aura gathered!
The withered palm of the Montenegrin old demon caressed his erratic body, his waxy face was full of pain and ferocity.

There was still a trace of black blood hanging around his mouth.

It's like being hit hard!

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

"The poor monk is willing to do good deeds and has never harmed anyone. Don't eat me."

Chen Xuanzang was still screaming.

Then a mountain man stretched out his hand, gently pushed Chen Xuanzang's back, and reminded: "Eminent Monk, that ghost was injured by you! It seems that he dare not approach!"

what?
Chen Xuanzang didn't understand what was going on, he looked back at the mountain man and then at himself.Seeing that he was all right, he was a little relieved, and then he was still in shock, and tremblingly looked at the old Black Mountain demon floating in the void not far away.

Seeing Chen Xuanzang's eyes, the old black mountain demon asked: "Monk, what kind of wonderful method have you cultivated, and how can you be so powerful?"

What kind of magic method?

I can only recite scriptures, but never practice magic!

There is no blessing of Buddha power on his body!
"Amitabha!"

"The poor monk just recites scriptures, but has not practiced the Buddha's power. He still looks at the ghost king. Don't hurt the poor monk!"

but.

Seeing Chen Xuanzang put his palms together, the old Black Mountain demon panicked and retreated a hundred meters.

He shouted: "Monk, don't lie to me. You are the one who injured this ghost king just now, but you are still talking nonsense here. If you haven't cultivated the magic method, how can you hurt this ghost king!"

"Unexpectedly, the ghost king was pecked by the eagle when he was playing with an eagle!"

"You monk, you are so sinister, amazing!"

however.

Chen Xuanzang, who heard these words, was completely in a state of bewilderment.He still knew how much he weighed, how could he possibly be able to deal with this ghost.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the tin rod in his hand.

He looked at the tin rod, and then at the cassock on his body.

Suddenly, Chen Xuanzang's eyes brightened, and he seemed to understand something.

Could it be that it was the nine-ringed tin rod and the brocade cassock that exerted their power to protect him.

definitely!
You can't go wrong!

Chen Xuanzang remembered that when he was about to leave Chang'an, he had a dream from Guanyin Bodhisattva.

In the dream, he said to him that the journey to the west was difficult and dangerous, and he bestowed the second treasure of Buddhism!

One is the brocade cassock with seven treasures inlaid on it, which is impenetrable by water and fire, and defends against evil spirits!

Second, the tin rod with nine rings has nine rings on it, and if you hold it in your hand, you will not be poisoned!

"I see!"

"It turned out that these two Buddhist treasures protected me. The treasures of Buddhism are naturally not afraid of ghosts and ghosts." Chen Xuanzang found the reason, and was a little happy for a while.

So, the hand holding the nine-ringed tin rod tightened.

Standing there, Chen Xuanzang raised his head slightly and looked at the Montenegro old demon with displeasure.

Point the nine-ringed tin rod in his hand at the opponent.

No longer timid, but also domineering!

He shouted: "You ghost, you harm the living beings, you create evil, you try to hurt the poor monk in vain, your crime is heinous, you should be destroyed in nothingness!"

"The poor monk is an eminent monk of the Tang Dynasty. A person who learns from the Western Paradise, how could he be harmed by a demon like you for no reason!"

"Poor demon, retreat quickly!"

"Otherwise, the poor monk will get rid of you for the hunters here!"

Hearing Chen Xuanzang's domineering words, the Orion, the mountain dweller behind him, had a strange look on his face.

However, they could see that the eminent monk seemed to have found a way to deal with this ghost, and he was not afraid of ghosts, so he injured the old ghost just now.

[-] meters away.

above the void.

Seeing Chen Xuanzang yelling at him, the black mountain old demon said that he should retreat by himself, otherwise he would kill himself.

Just him?

The Montenegrin old demon secretly sucked his teeth.

"Does he really think he is very powerful?"

"Eat fart!"

"If the ghost king hadn't kept his hand and acted deliberately, you, a monk from the Tang Dynasty, would have entered the stomach of the ghost king long ago and turned into bones."

That's right!

The Black Mountain old demon was acting just now, this was something discussed with the black bear spirit.The black bear spirit saved his life, and gave him such rare treasures as red lanterns.

He was grateful for the kindness of the black bear spirit, so he deliberately acted.

Its purpose is to keep the monks from the Tang Dynasty in Heifeng Mountain.

But this Chen Xuanzang really doesn't want to be a brazen face, he really regards himself as a savior, a great hero, just now he was so scared that his ass pissed, but at this moment, he turned out to be extremely tough, with a strong look on his face.

But since it's acting, you have to play a full set.

Play it real.

So pretending to be irritated by Chen Xuanzang, the old black mountain demon said angrily: "Stinky monk, you are amazing because of your magical powers and Buddhist treasures."

"This ghost king refuses to accept, I will meet you again!"

The black mist swept across, and from the dark ghostly aura, a withered hand protruded and grabbed Chen Xuanzang.

The skin on that palm was blue, so dry that it seemed that there was only a layer of skin left!

Long black nails, sharp as knives, flickering with black light.

Seeing this, Chen Xuanzang felt timid again in his heart, and took two steps back from his steady body.

"Holy Monk, that ghost is here again, surrender quickly! Save us!" A mountain dweller exclaimed, panicking.

Chen Xuanzang was also a little out of control.

After all, he never got rid of ghosts or cast down demons.

It was also the first time to face such a ghost!
In the panic, Orion, a mountain man, pushed Chen Xuanzang on the back.

Staggering, Chen Xuanzang, who was holding a tin stick, rushed out.

"Oh!"

Chen Xuanzang exclaimed: "Who? Who pushes the poor monk?? You shouldn't be a son of man!"

And the next moment.

puff!
The black mountain old demon's paw was hitting the tin rod.

Before Chen Xuanzang could react, the Black Mountain old demon was thrown out again amidst the shriek.

Black blood squirts wildly!
The originally solid ghost body seemed much dimmer and weaker.

That ugly face was retracted into the black robe.

"You monk, you are really so powerful!"

"This ghost king is not your opponent!"

"However, smelly monk, this ghost king will not let you go, let's wait and see. There are also mountain hunters in this village, this ghost king will not let them go either!!"

"If you leave this village, the Ghost King will definitely devour them all!!!"

"I didn't expect that the ghost king would be planted in the hands of a monk like you. You just wait for me, and the ghost king will come back."

The old black mountain demon flung off his black robe, turned into a cloud of black mist, and rushed towards the dark place.

"gone!"

"The ghost was chased away by the eminent monk!"

"That ghost is no match for the eminent monk. The eminent monk is even more powerful than the monkey monk and the dragon god!"

Seeing the old Black Mountain demon leave, all the hunters and hunters in the village surrounded Chen Xuanzang, and they praised him endlessly, and their admiration was beyond words.

There were even young women in the village who rubbed against Chen Xuanzang.

I don't know if it's a stab or not? !
A refreshing sense of accomplishment rose in Chen Xuanzang's heart, and his blood was surging and extremely boiling.

"Think of me, Chen Xuanzang, who can only recite scriptures and Buddha, but I can drive away ghosts if I don't want to!"

"That ghost is too weak. I actually hurt it twice. I'm afraid it hurt the source. In recent days, it shouldn't be a mischief."

Gently brushed the Buddhist robe on his body.

He stared intently at the tin rod in his hand.

Chen Xuanzang showed joy on his face.

"Eminent Monk, you must have spent a lot of mana to drive away that ghost just now, please come in and have some vegetarian offerings."

"It's still early before dawn, the holy monk should take a good rest."

"The holy monk protects our mountain people. We are sincerely grateful. We are willing to practice Buddhism with the holy monk. I beg the holy monk to accept us."

Hearing this, Chen Xuanzang hurriedly said: "No, no!"

"The poor monk is a monk who went to the west to learn the scriptures. He has no other thoughts! Take you as disciples, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

Amidst the crowd of mountain hunters pushing and cheering, Chen Xuanzang entered the house.

Excited, he muttered to himself: "It turns out that exorcising ghosts and monsters is so refreshing! It's so cool, so cool!"

"Holy Monk, what did you just say?" a mountain dweller asked.

Chen Xuanzang withdrew his smile, and said seriously: "I didn't say anything! The poor monk said that if the ghost comes again, the poor monk will definitely subdue it and destroy it!"

He is full of confidence!
And if Fa Hai was here, he might die laughing.

Because the real nine-ring tin staff and brocade cassock are with him.

The tin rod with nine rings in Chen Xuanzang's hand and the brocade cassock on his body were fakes that were dropped by Li Chengqian!

(End of this chapter)