The strongest devil fruit tree in Journey to the West

Chapter 120 White Tiger! (five more)

"That Tianzun Wuliang, did Pindao tell too many secrets..." Yang Yu was there now, looking at the precarious body of the white dragon horse, with a very strange expression on his face.

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" Ao Xin looked at Yang Yu with doubts on her face.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao is leaking the secret." Yang Yu pouted helplessly and said.

"Ahem..." Sun Wukong stopped laughing, and stood beside Tang Seng with a very strange expression.

"Amitabha." Tang Seng clasped his hands together, trying not to let himself laugh, his cheeks blushing.

"Wuliang Tianzun, I still don't know why the third prince of Xihai was relegated to Yingshoujian?" Yang Yu rolled his eyes again and looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile.

"Shut up!" Xiaobailong was furious, his beard flew horizontally, and his eyes were full of anger, which showed how angry he was at this moment.

"It's okay, I'm just asking about the glorious deeds of the third prince. I'm afraid it's your father who came to Yingshoujian for the first day of your dragon clan to sharpen it?" Yang Yu didn't stop, still staring at the young man with a smile on his face white dragon.

"..." Xiao Bailong didn't speak, he clearly realized that there was a bigger hole in Yang Yu's problem, and he was waiting to jump into it.

"Why don't you talk?" Yang Yu looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile.

"Shut up, the Crown Prince doesn't want to talk to you!" Xiao Bailong looked at Yang Yu, shouted angrily, threw a white streamer, and struck Yang Yu horizontally.

"..." Yang Yu curled his lips helplessly, feeling that Xiao Bailong's words were very touching.

Does that count as the other person not wanting to talk to you and throwing a light at you?
"Don't be so angry, Pindao is just a little curious about why the third prince was sent to practice in this poor village, and he has no other intentions." Yang Yu said with a smile.

"..." Xiao Bailong stopped talking and didn't attack. He knew very well now that he was no match for Yang Yu at all.

Therefore, at this time, Xiao Bailong could only look at Yang Yu with a dark face, with resentment on his face.

"Third Prince, please tell me." Yang Yu looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile.

"The third cousin came here because he was demoted. The sister-in-law broke the engagement that time, which made the third cousin very sad. He got drunk and accidentally burned the West Sea Dragon Palace. The uncle of the West Sea Dragon King sued the heavenly court, and the third cousin was almost killed. Then I went to Zhanxiantai, and later it was Guanyin Bodhisattva who rescued my third cousin, and was finally relegated to this Yingshoujian." Ao Xin had been thinking about Yang Yu's Sumeru Precepts, but after half a day of fruitlessness, she heard Yang Yu's words again. He raised his head and answered the question, then opened his small mouth, and bit directly at Yang Yu's Sumeru Ring.

"..." Xiao Bailong's face was dark, he was very speechless, very depressed, he was betrayed by his own people.

"Wuliang Tianzun, it is unbelievable that there is such a thing. There is such a father in this world." Yang Yu shook his head again and again.

"Amitabha." Tang Seng felt a little sympathetic when he heard it, and his face was not good-looking.

"..." Xiao Bailong looked at Yang Yu, his heart started beating wildly without warning.

"Little Bailong, Pindao really sympathizes with you now. He was not raised by his own father since he was a child, and he was robbed of his wife when he grew up. Alas, he is really a sad person." Yang Yu shook his head, feeling very sorry.

"..." Xiao Bailong's face suddenly changed, very gloomy.

"Little Bailong, the Dragon King of the West Sea should be Qinglong, look at your complexion..." Yang Yu looked at Xiaobailong with strange eyes.

This is like two white couples giving birth to a black child, pure nonsense.

"Stop talking!" Xiao Bailong's face was very ugly, and he was in a very bad mood.

"It's okay, you little white dragon is also a super genius. If you practice hard in the future, you will definitely be able to surpass the Dragon King of the Four Seas. This Dragon King of the West Sea is not your own father. You can find your own father if you have achieved success in your practice." Yang Yu looked at the little boy. Bai Long said with earnestness.

"Eh..." Sun Wukong was speechless, and he really admired Yang Yu's eloquence. At this time, his mind was full of the scene of Yang Yu's poems in the Lingxiao Temple that angered all the gods, and other things. many and many more...

Tang Seng looked at Yang Yu's back, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, his face was pale, he now felt a kind of fear of Yang Yu both physically and psychologically.

"I am the third prince of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea, the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, don't talk nonsense here!" Xiao Bailong shouted angrily with a gloomy expression.

"Yes, Xiaobailong is indeed the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea, Yang Yu, stop talking nonsense." At this moment, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared out of thin air again, sitting on a lotus platform in fluttering white clothes.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva." Everyone was stunned, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong hurriedly saluted, and the little white dragon also turned into a human body, kneeling and bowing.

"Eh..." Yang Yu and Ao Xin both opened their eyes wide, raised their heads, and stared at Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Yang Yu, don't be so talkative here. Little Bailong is the third prince of Xihai, so you don't need to say more." Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at Yang Yu and shook his head.

"Oh, I won't say anything," Yang Yu nodded and shut up.

"Okay, little white dragon has eaten Tang Seng's white horse for transportation this time, and you will turn it into a mount and send Tang Sanzang to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures." Guanyin Bodhisattva opened his mouth and directly stated the purpose of this trip.

"Thank you Bodhisattva for your kindness." Tang Seng quickly saluted, very happy.

"Disciple understands." Xiao Bailong nodded, and was about to start changing.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you have to talk about things that change, you can't change randomly," Yang Yu said quickly.

"Don't talk to me!" Xiao Bailong looked at Yang Yu with cold eyes.

"What do you have to say?" Looking at Yang Yu, Guanyin Bodhisattva asked helplessly.

"You see, my mount is a colorful tiger. Why don't Xiao Tang's mount just turn into a tiger, so as to have a kind of domineering sideways." Yang Yu looked at Xiao Bailong and said with a smile.

"Tiger?" Little Bailong glanced at Da Hua, his expression a bit unsightly.

"You don't need a good white horse mount, why change it to a tiger, don't say too much." Guanyin Bodhisattva waved his hand and said that he disagreed.

"No, you have to use a tiger, otherwise Pindao's mount will be too outstanding, which is not good." Yang Yu shook his head.

"..." Guanyin Bodhisattva was speechless, but what Yang Yu said made sense.

"No!" Xiao Bailong shook his head.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it." Yang Yu curled his lips, took out a brick from the Sumeru Ring, wrapped it with a layer of light shock power, and Yang Yu directly walked behind the little white dragon.

"Confucius said: Those who are disobedient are like bricks and bricks, so don't get used to them!"

With a loud bang, the little white dragon fell to the ground, a big lump appeared on his forehead,
"Change." Yang Yu smiled slightly, and directly transformed the little white dragon into a white tiger.

(End of this chapter)