After hearing Xuanzang's words, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie slowly looked forward.
What caught their eyes was an ancient stone tablet with three large characters engraved on it: "Huangfengling".
The two looked up and saw that the stone tablet seemed to be a clear dividing line. On this side, there were still green grass and oases, full of vitality, but in front of them, there was a vast expanse of yellow sand with no end in sight.
"Such a strong demonic aura." Sun Wukong frowned and spoke in a low voice.
"And there is a lot of resentment." Zhu Bajie added.
"There's something strange about this place. There must be a big monster." Sun Wukong said firmly, with a hint of vigilance in his voice.
"Brother Monkey, with you here, what is there to be afraid of?"
Zhu Bajie opened his mouth with a silly smile and said carelessly, "Just charge ahead."
He had full faith in Sun Wukong's strength. After all, he himself, a powerful Taiyi warrior, was subdued by Sun Wukong in one move. This strength impressed Zhu Bajie from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes, Master."
Sun Wukong took over the conversation and said with great enthusiasm: "Just go ahead."
"No matter what kind of monster he is, I, Old Sun, will destroy him to ashes with one blow of my stick!"
Speaking of.
Sun Wukong swung his stick in mid-air, and it seemed as if the monster had been turned into dust under his golden cudgel.
Hearing this, Xuanzang nodded slightly, his expression calm: "Then let's go."
Xuanzang is no longer the indecisive Tang Monk in Journey to the West. Now he is a Qin monk, the Xuanzang of the Great Qin, who is decisive and never drags his feet in doing things.
The master and his two disciples then crossed the boundary marker of Huangfengling and stepped into this mysterious and dangerous area.
The moment they stepped into the Yellow Wind Ridge, something strange happened! The originally peaceful desert suddenly became windy and yellow sand filled the sky, forming a terrifying storm that covered the sky and the sun, sweeping towards Master Xuanzang and his disciples with overwhelming force.
Wherever the storm went, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the sky and earth lost their color, as if it was going to swallow up everything in the world.
"Such a strong demonic aura."
Sun Wukong looked at the yellow sand all over the sky, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled coldly: "It seems that you really can't help it."
In his laughter, Sun Wukong was full of disdain and confidence, as if the storm before him was just a trivial trick.
Then, Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang instantly appeared in his hand.
Without any fancy moves, he just jumped high and swung his stick towards the terrifying storm.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.
A tremendous force burst out in an instant, and the yellow sand storm that originally covered the sky and the sun shattered like bubbles under this blow, turning into yellow sand that drifted away in the sky.
For a moment, the entire void was filled with yellow sand, and everything was dim as far as the eye could see.
However, the crisis did not end there.
"Men, take down Qin Seng, go ahead!"
A low and sharp shout rang out, breaking the brief silence.
In an instant.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of demonic auras appeared in the empty sky.
Dense swarms of monsters came like a tide, rushing madly towards Master Xuanzang and his two disciples.
These monsters have different shapes, some have pointed mouths and monkey cheeks, some have green faces and fangs, and they all show their teeth and claws, making bursts of creepy roars.
"The human wave tactics were used."
Seeing this, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but grin, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "That's enough."
In his opinion, although these little monsters are numerous, their strength is insignificant and they cannot pose any substantial threat to them.
"Fool, stay tuned to Master. I'll take care of these monsters."
Sun Wukong turned around and gave instructions to Zhu Bajie, his eyes shining with excitement, as if he was not facing a group of vicious monsters, but an interesting game.
"Okay!" Zhu Bajie responded immediately in a loud voice.
He held the nine-toothed rake tightly in both hands, strode to Xuanzang's side, held the rake horizontally, and stood guard beside Xuanzang with a firm look in his eyes, always alert to the movements around him.
Sun Wukong flashed and rushed towards the group of monsters like a golden lightning. An extremely terrifying aura burst out from his body, and the air was distorted wherever he went.
"Die for me, Old Sun!"
Sun Wukong roared, his voice resounding through the sky.
He raised the golden cudgel high and smashed it down to the ground.
This stick contained the power to destroy the world, and the surrounding void seemed unable to withstand the pressure, making a series of crackling sounds, like glass about to break.
Only a series of "bang bang bang" explosions were heard, and the little demons that rushed over had no chance to resist at all in the face of this powerful force.
They were like fragile ants, and were directly shattered by the shock, turning into pieces of flesh and blood splattering in the air.
In an instant, the entire yellow sand was dyed red with blood, and the ground was littered with corpses of monsters with rat heads. The scene was bloody and tragic.
At this time.
Just when Sun Wukong was trying his best to deal with the group of little demons, a greedy and strange voice suddenly sounded in Zhu Bajie's ears: "Qin Monk's meat is mine."
Immediately afterwards, an extremely strange yellow sand, like an invisible poisonous snake, swept towards Zhu Bajie silently.
The yellow sand was filled with a disgusting smell, as if carrying endless resentment and evil.
Zhu Bajie was startled and subconsciously mobilized all his magic power to form a solid shield around his body, trying to resist the invasion of this strange yellow sand.
However, what he didn't expect was that this yellow sand seemed to have life. It directly penetrated his magic shield and pierced his whole body like countless tiny needles.
Zhu Bajie felt his whole body go numb. Before he could react, a huge and rough hand suddenly emerged from the ground and quickly grabbed Xuanzang.
Xuanzang seemed to have no time to dodge and was grabbed by the big hand in an instant. Then, the ground suddenly collapsed and Xuanzang was directly sucked into it, disappearing without a trace.
All this happened in a flash, so fast that people had no time to react.
The little demons that came from all directions were quickly dealt with by Sun Wukong.
The entire yellow sand was left with only blood and flesh and the corpses of monsters lying all over the place.
When Sun Wukong put away his golden cudgel and slowly dropped it to the ground, he realized that Xuanzang had disappeared. His face instantly became extremely gloomy, and he glared at Zhu Bajie: "You idiot, where is the master?"
"I can't see."
Zhu Bajie's eyes went dark, and he shouted in fear, his voice trembling: "There is something wrong with this evil wind, it is not an ordinary wind."
"Save me...Monkey."
He waved the nine-toothed rake in his hand desperately, trying to dispel the darkness before his eyes, but to no avail.
Looking at Zhu Bajie's appearance, Sun Wukong's heart tightened and his face became very ugly.
But he quickly calmed down and comforted her: "It's okay. There is a treasure in the Tianxuan Mirror."
"I will exchange your eyes for the Great Qin's divine medicinal dew, which will definitely cure you."
As he spoke, Sun Wukong moved his mind and summoned the Tianxuan Mirror.
The Tianxuan Mirror flashed, and a moment later, an exquisite porcelain bottle appeared in Sun Wukong's hand.
Under his control, the mouth of the porcelain bottle opened automatically, and a drop of crystal clear jade dew slowly floated out and flew towards Zhu Bajie's eyes.
The moment the jade dew touched Zhu Bajie's eyes, a cool feeling spread throughout his body.
The eyes that were originally stinging with pain gradually felt less painful under the nourishment of the jade dew, and the yellow sand in the eyes was gradually washed away.
“Good elixir.”
Zhu Bajie exclaimed in surprise, his eyes regaining their brilliance, "Brother Monkey, where did you get this?"
He looked at the elixir in Sun Wukong's hand with a look of surprise and curiosity.
"Inside the Tianxuan Mirror, everything that Daqin has can be exchanged," Sun Wukong explained.
"Tianxuan Mirror?" When Zhu Bajie heard these three words, his heart moved and he immediately understood the secret: "Brother Monkey, you are really Qin Ting's man."
Although he himself was also branded with the Tianxuan Mirror, the authority he possessed was only the most common usage authority, exchange authority and cultivation authority.
And now that Sun Wukong can easily exchange for such high-level elixirs, it is obvious that his authority in the Tianxuan Mirror is extraordinary.
"You really know a lot, kid." Sun Wukong smiled slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Oh, by the way, Master was just blown away by that strange wind." Zhu Bajie suddenly came to his senses, remembered that Xuanzang had been captured, and said anxiously.
"It's okay, this monster can't escape." Sun Wukong snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I will remember his breath."
After saying that.
Sun Wukong closed his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts instantly spread out like a tide, spreading in all directions, searching for the monster's trace.
At the same time, in the deepest part of Huangfeng Ridge, in a cave surrounded by yellow sand.
Xuanzang slowly descended, and a ferocious monster appeared in front of him. The monster wore a golden helmet, golden armor, and held a three-pronged steel fork. It was the Yellow Wind King.
"Qin Monk."
King Huangfeng looked at Xuanzang, a trace of greed and pride flashing in his eyes: "You are not afraid of me when you see me?"
He was somewhat surprised at Xuanzang's calmness at the moment. In his opinion, Qin Seng was just a lamb to be slaughtered. Facing such a powerful monster like himself, he should be trembling with fear.
"Amitabha."
Xuanzang put his hands together, his face calm, and his voice steady: "It is not too late to turn back."
Xuanzang's eyes were full of compassion and mercy.
"Hahaha."
Upon hearing this, King Huang Feng raised his head and laughed loudly, his laughter full of madness: "There is no turning back for this king."
He stopped laughing and stared at Xuanzang, the greed in his eyes becoming stronger and stronger: "It is said that eating a piece of your meat can make you immortal and have an endless lifespan, without the need to rely on the power of spiritual charm."
"If I swallow you whole, I can instantly become a quasi-saint."
Think of this.
King Huangfeng couldn't help licking his lips, as if he had already tasted the delicious taste of Qin Monk's meat: "If I become a quasi-saint, what would I be afraid of in Buddhism?"
Originally, his existence was just a play arranged by Buddhism, and he just had to go through the motions.
But at this moment, facing the "great opportunity" of Qin Seng that was so close at hand, the greed in King Huangfeng's heart completely overcame his reason. He could no longer suppress his inner desire, and only endless murderous intent remained in his eyes.
The aura on his body suddenly exploded, like a surging black wave, spreading out in all directions.
He opened his bloody mouth, and a terrifying suction force burst out from his mouth, like a bottomless black hole, trying to swallow Xuanzang directly into his stomach.
But at this moment, a golden Buddha light suddenly appeared on Xuanzang's body.
This Buddha light shone with golden light and was extremely sacred, forming a sharp contrast with the evil aura emanating from the Yellow Wind King.
"Amitabha."
Xuanzang spoke slowly, but his voice suddenly became fierce: "The calamity energy has entered the body, and it must be killed."
As he spoke, the Buddha's light on his body became brighter and brighter, like a golden sun, illuminating the entire dark cave.
Immediately afterwards, Xuanzang slowly opened his hands, and a golden bowl appeared in his palms.
This bowl exudes powerful Buddhist energy.
Xuanzang threw the bowl lightly, and with the blessing of Buddha's power, it instantly expanded several times in size, and flew towards the Yellow Wind King with an overwhelming pressure.
“You…you…”
King Huangfeng was stunned by this sudden change. He had never expected that the seemingly powerless Qin monk would have such a powerful cultivation.
Moreover, judging from the strength of this Buddha power, the other party's cultivation seems to be even higher than his own.
"Are you wondering why I have such powerful abilities?" Xuanzang looked at the frightened expression of King Huangfeng and smiled faintly, his smile full of calmness.
"You... who are you?"
King Huangfeng looked at Xuanzang in horror and asked in a trembling voice.
At this moment, the greed and pride in his heart had disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep fear.
Under the powerful pressure of the golden bowl, he felt like a bird trapped in a net. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.
"I am Xuanzang of the Great Qin."
Xuanzang said slowly, his voice firm: "Donor, the calamity energy has entered your body. You have entered the calamity and cannot survive."
"Let me pray for your salvation."
After that, a Zen stick appeared in Xuanzang's hand. This Zen stick also emitted golden Buddha light, but it contained endless sharpness.
Then.
Xuanzang didn't say anything. He raised his staff high and smashed it down towards the Yellow Wind King.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.
The powerful Buddha's power burst out instantly, like a bomb exploding above the head of King Huangfeng.
King Huangfeng had no time to react at all and was hit directly by this powerful force.
Under the impact of Buddha's power, his body instantly turned into meat paste and dissipated in an instant. His soul also returned to reincarnation under this powerful Buddha's power.
"Amitabha."
Xuanzang put his hands together, his face calm, and said, "Good, good."
After dealing with King Huangfeng, his expression remained calm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial matter.
Although the Daqin Buddhism encourages people to be good, it also depends on the individual.
Once the calamity energy enters the body, it cannot be expelled.
Either you successfully overcome the calamity, or you die in it.
Xuanzang killed him for his own liberation.
However, his death was not unjust, after all, he died at the hands of Xuanzang, a strong man who had recovered to the level of a half-step Daluo Jinxian. (End of this chapter)
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