The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 385 Bodhi Tree, Just Like Your Own Orchard
boom!
Two and a half holy masters exchanged moves, and the billowing divine power oscillated with a terrifying aura. Both of them controlled it very well. In order not to affect the Taoist boy around them, they compressed all their power within a five-foot range.

Hit and retreat.

The Jinding Immortal retreated three steps in a row, but Tang Sen remained motionless.

See it now.

"Hehe, you are very good to be able to take advantage of the veteran masters."

Jinding Daxian's expression is not very good-looking, his right hand trembles slightly, the relationship between the two seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it is more dangerous than those moves that are more grandiose. Combining various moves into one will easily hurt the muscles and bones .

Tang Sen immediately laughed when he heard this, the Golden Top Immortal is really shameless, he has already lost, but he said that he only took advantage of it, and immediately said: "Hehe, you should feel that the loss is in the hands of this genius. pleasure."

At the end of the sentence, Tang Sen didn't even look at the Golden Top Immortal, and stepped over in one step. He was defeated and had no right to speak.

"Holy Monk, since you are determined to do this, then don't blame the poor Taoist for not reminding you, there will be a period later."

The shameless Jinding Daxian spoke from behind.

"Thank you, Taoist priest. When I went down the mountain, I hoped that the Taoist priest would help the poor monk to carry a load of scriptures." Tang Sen waved his hands and finally set foot on the mountain road.

This is a road to the sky like a line of sky. A small stone road soars upwards, as if it is connected to the nine heavens.

"Master, this road looks so steep, the old pig should fly up."

Zhu Bajie shrank his neck, he really didn't dare to go up, it was too steep, he was too big, and the mountain road was too narrow, it was not easy to pass.

"You can do whatever you want, play with these people slowly as a teacher, I see what they have."

Tang Sen opened his mouth. He knew that if he went to Lingshan this time, someone would make things difficult for him. Manjushri and Lingji Bodhisattva are not easy to use. will beat him.

"Then master, let's dodge first."

Swish swish!
Unexpectedly, not only Zhu Bajie, Drifting Monk, Little White Dragon, and Monkey King all chose to fly up, leaving behind only Qiao Linger who didn't know what to do.

"This group of scumbags, that brother, did you also choose to fly up?" Tang Sen was speechless, and asked Qiao Ling'er behind him.

"I can't do it, bro, I'd better follow behind you to be safe." Qiao Ling'er said with a smile.

"Well, just wait and smell the farts!"

The mountain road is so narrow that you can only go up and down the mountain by yourself, and it's a bit difficult to get the wrong person. Tang Sen will definitely choose to go ahead.

Qiao Linger: "..."

……

At the beginning of the climbing path, Tang Sen took his time, and several apprentices had already climbed to the top of the mountain, looking down and cheering Tang Sen.

"Master, come up quickly, there is a river ahead, it is very wide and big, not much different from the long river in the past." Zhu Bajie shouted excitedly on the mountain.

"Here it comes, apprentices, don't worry, as a teacher, come up now."

Tang Sen quickened his pace, kicked hard with one step, and shot up into the sky like an off-string arrow. It can be seen that his legs were flying on the mountain road like a whirlwind, swift and vigorous, and he reached the top of the mountain in a short time, his face was not red. Do not jump.

"I'll go, it's true that there is a river on the mud horse. Wait for the teacher to see what kind of river this mud horse is."

On the top of the mountain, there is a relatively wide flat roof, and there is no road ahead, only a real moat lying in front of the five masters and apprentices. Above the moat, a big river cuts off the path between this place and the Lingshan Mountain ahead. As far as I can see, there is only a single-plank bridge on it, which looks dangerous.

"Made, what about the agreed plaque, why is there no plaque?" Tang Sen wondered and searched on the top of the mountain.

"Master, what are you looking for?" Sun Wukong wondered.

"This place obviously has a geographical mark, why is there no one?" Tang Sen was speechless, scratching his big bald head.

"Master, this is Lingyundu, which is well known in the Three Realms, and there is no plaque you mentioned at all." Monkey King said.

"Really?" Tang Sen was puzzled, and opened the original book. It was clearly written in the book that there was a plaque called "Lingyun Ferry".But in fact, when I came up, I didn't even see a hair.

It's so weird!

"It's true that there is no such plaque as you said, Master. My old grandson is quite familiar with Lingshan, so there really isn't one." Sun Wukong took the trouble and spread his hands.

"Well, you didn't say anything as a teacher." Since he couldn't find Tang Sen and didn't bother to look for it, he speculated that there might be another disagreement with the original work.

"Master, that's not the point. The point is how to get there. Look, those bald heads are all looking at us. Also, look at this single-plank bridge, it's just an old tree! The mud horse looks like it has been oiled. Isn't this cheating us?"

Zhu Bajie started nagging again and again, but he had to say that his eyes were sharp, and it was indeed not a bridge, but a really slender and round tree trunk.

It's really like oiled, smooth as a mirror, and sparkling.

"Hmph, look at my grandson, no oil can trouble me."

Swish!
Monkey King smiled, stepped onto the round tree trunk in one step, strode like flying, and galloped up the tree trunk.

"Hehe, this monkey head is quite capable. It depends on that monk Tang. Shouldn't you teach this scum of Lingshan a lesson?"

Manjushri sneered and asked all the bodhisattvas and arhats.

"Be quiet, with their semi-sacred strength, they can hear our conversation." The ancient Buddha Di Deng said lightly, and glanced at Manjushri Bodhisattva who spoke.

"What the Buddha said is very true, you have been taught."

Manjusri Bodhisattva bowed impatiently, wondering if the ancient lamp-burning Buddha was a spy of those people across from him.

On Lingyun Ferry, Sun Wukong had already turned back, going back and forth, it seemed very relaxed.

"Eldest brother, you can get by, but we may not be able to get by. It's too difficult. My old pig can't cross the river even if it doesn't go up the Lingshan Mountain. This mud horse is definitely a pig." Zhu Bajie's legs were weak, tall and slippery. He will not cross the river even if he dies.

"Well, I can't cross the river as a teacher, just wait for them to come and pick us up." Tang Sen sat down on the top of the mountain, meditating in a dignified manner.

"Master, is this...not going to cross the river?"

Drifting picked his big nose and said.

"I don't know. Since Master is meditating, let's rest. We're all here anyway. Master must have a way to go to Lingshan."

Xiao Bailong also sat down on his buttocks, leisurely researching the hot art.

"Oh, why do I feel a sense of intimacy when I come here, familiar people in a familiar environment, just like returning home."

Suddenly, Qiao Linger popped out such a sentence inexplicably.

"It's all caused by Tathagata, but brother, you also feel this way. Look, the fruit on the linden tree is just like the fruit garden at home."

Tang Sen wiped his mouth, opened his martial arts eyes, and stared at the bodhi tree behind Lingshan without blinking.

(End of this chapter)