Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 303
Leaving Gao Laozhuang, it took about a month to go on this road, and after passing the territory of the Uzang Kingdom, a high mountain suddenly appeared in front of it.

The mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, the aura gathers, and the auspicious clouds are everywhere. It is a blessed land at first glance.

Tang Seng stopped his horse and said, "Wukong, Wu Neng, Mo benefactor, the mountains ahead are towering, let's be more careful."

Zhu Bajie said indifferently: "It's okay, Master, this mountain is Futu Mountain, and there lives a Zen Master Wuchao, who is an eminent Buddhist monk."

Buddhists?

Tang Seng was overjoyed when he heard this, stopped talking, and rode forward, but Mo Chen was stunned in his heart, had he already arrived at Futu Mountain?
There was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, although he knew that he would meet this person sooner or later after leaving Gao Laozhuang, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, he hadn't made up his mind to see this person yet.

After all, he is the heir of the demon clan with strong roots and the only direct heir of the Golden Crow bloodline, and he is just a lucky chance to rebel against the innate evolution of the Golden Crow. More importantly, he still has that treasure hidden in his body, but It is also closely related to Zen Master Wuchao.

Although I have a teacher to back me up, my background is not in vain. Although Empress Nuwa is at odds with the two demon emperors, she has always protected the little prince of the demon clan, not to mention that he himself has escaped into Buddhism and made a living. On that great day, the Tathagata was blessed by two Buddhist saints.

He was not inferior to himself, and his cultivation was far superior to his own. In case he moved his mind and had some malicious intentions, Mo Chen didn't have another life-saving puppet to protect him.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen shook his head, and secretly said: "That's all, let's avoid it..."

With a thought, his mana was circulating, and he wanted to cast a spell and leave this place, but he hadn't used his rainbow-melting technique yet, and suddenly he felt that the surrounding space froze, as if he was in an iceberg , the whole body did not respond at all, as if frozen.

At the same time, a clear voice came: "Little Jinwu, don't run away, come in."

Yep, found out...

Mo Chen smiled wryly in his heart, these great supernatural powers are really unfathomable, and he was already under control before he saw anyone, and now he can't even leave if he wants to.

Ma Dan, it's hard not to know the way...

Along the way to the west, the ghost knows whose ashram is that mountain, and Mo Chen has never been there, so he can't avoid it...

Mo Chen shook his head, didn't think about it any more, and followed Tang Seng and his party towards the mountain. As soon as he stopped circulating his mana, the space solidified the power that bound him, and disappeared immediately.

The people walked for about half an hour and arrived at the top of the mountain.

I saw a flat land on the top of the mountain, on which was planted an extremely thick tree, with dense shade and compelling aura, which faintly gave Mo Chen a sense of familiarity.

On the big tree, there was an extremely huge bird's nest. The bird's nest was made of some unknown material. The light is clearly the real fire of the sun!
"The poor monk has seen the holy monk in the east."

When several people were looking at the golden bird's nest in the big tree, a clear and clear voice suddenly came from the nest, and then a young monk in yellow monk robe flew down from the nest and landed in front of everyone, holding his hands together. Let's salute together.

This monk has an extraordinary appearance, tall and handsome, especially his eyes, the pupils are reddish gold, as if the real fire of the burning sun.

He looked at everyone with a smile, but he didn't look at Mo Chen, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that the Zen master could fly, Tang Seng immediately decided in his heart that he was a fairy-like figure, and immediately dismounted, and wanted to kneel down and kowtow to pay respects, but was grabbed by the Zen master Wuchao.

What happened next was just like the original book. After passing on Tang Seng’s Multi-Heart Sutra, he turned around and wanted to leave. Tang Seng stopped him and asked how to go on the journey to the West. Zen Master Wuchao left a few words without beginning and end. , Then he flew up on the cloud.

Tang Seng asked again, but was pulled away by the monkey angrily. It turned out that Zen Master Wuchao called him an old stone monkey for many years. After a few words of persuasion from Bajie, the master and apprentice decided to leave.

On the contrary, Mo Chen was a little surprised. He was still at the foot of the mountain to stop him from leaving, so how can he ignore him now?
However, he quickly understood Zen Master Wuchao's intentions. When the master and his disciples were going down the mountain, he couldn't move no matter what. The road to the thick tree.

"Mo Chen, let's go, what are you still doing here?" the monkey carried the stick and shouted as he looked at Mo Dust who was behind him.

I don't want to stay here either, but I can't go...

Mo Chen said with an ugly face: "You guys go first, don't wait for me."

The monkey didn't understand what it meant, but it was Tang Seng who urged him to go quickly, and Tang Seng was not stupid. He finally realized that this Mr. Mo and their Buddhism are not of the same heart, otherwise Guanyin would not have put a curse on him at the beginning. If he doesn't follow, don't follow.

The master and apprentice continued on their way, and Mo Chen also strode towards the bird's nest on the big tree.

The outside of the bird's nest looks quite extraordinary, but the inside is extremely simple, with only two futons, and Zen Master Wuchao is sitting on one of the futons, looking at Mo Chen with a smile, and he said: "The poor monk has not walked in the world for a long time. I never expected that there would be a Golden Crow born in this world, it is really gratifying and congratulatory!"

Now that it is here, it is safe, it is all on this senior's territory, and the anxiety in Mo Chen's heart is put down. A feeling similar to that of the Tathagata Buddha in this world.

Mo Chen said generously: "Junior Mo Chen, to meet Zen Master, I don't know why Zen Master asked junior to come?"

"So your name is Mo Chen, the most outstanding descendant of the Monster Clan in the past few hundred years, the Great Sage Burning Heaven, yes, you don't have the prestige of our Golden Crow Clan, sit down." Zen Master Wuchao pointed to the futon opposite.

Mo Chen sat down and waited quietly for the Zen master's next words. He still hasn't said what he is looking for!
It's just that he just sat down, and suddenly felt that his own sun was agitated for no reason, and then became more active in his body than usual, what's the matter?
Seeing the surprised eyes of this younger generation, Zen Master Wuchao pointed to the ground and said with a smile: "Don't panic, this is a branch of the Fusang Shenmu. The aura of the Fusang Shenmu has greatly promoted the cultivation of my Jinwu clan."

Fuso Shenmu?

Mo Chen's heart moved, and then he secretly laughed in his heart. In this life, he and the Golden Crow are really inseparable. I have met the Fusang Shenmu alone twice...

(End of this chapter)