This journey to the west is terrible

At this point in his practice, Lin Fang now has the confidence to survive in this world. He looked up at the bright moon sky, and his heart was full of joy.

Looking at the peach pit left in his hand, Lin Fang couldn't help sighing: "The flat peach has such effects, no wonder all the immortals in the heavens have to rush to the flat peach meeting, and the monkeys are even more reluctant to come out of the peach grove."

Now that his cultivation has improved greatly, it is time to put refining magic treasures on the agenda. Now he has fragments of glazed cups and purple gold bowls in his hands. There are more than enough materials for refining magic weapons. The only thing he lacks is the experience in refining treasures .

After all, these materials are hard to find in the world, and if you fail, there will be no second chance.

Fortunately, he hasn't fully grasped the way of refining weapons, and it will take some time before Xixing and the others arrive here, which is enough for him to learn.

The day was sunny and sunny, Bashanhu and Yihailong wandered boredly in the mountains, their two small bodies seemed extraordinarily hidden in the dense grass.

Yi Hailong opened a scroll, on which were four monks of different shapes.

"The Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures, why don't these people come here? It's boring to be sent by the king to patrol the mountains all day long." Yi Hailong's shout surprised countless birds, passing over their heads.

"Be quiet, have you read what the boss said?" Ba Shanhu said displeasedly, scratching his ears.

Yi Hailong quickly closed his mouth, looked around in fear, and whispered: "Then Monkey King is really that scary?"

"The people who are making trouble in the heavenly palace, the existence that a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers can't do anything about is not terrible. I think even the two great kings are not his opponents." Since hearing the story of the monkey, Bashanhu has completely become a monkey blowing. .

"Don't forget the magic weapons in the king's hands. Although Sun Wukong is powerful, but if he wants to defeat the two kings, he should ask them about the magic weapons in their hands." Yi Hailong said with disapproval.

"But Sun Wukong has 72 changes."

The two immediately quarreled over who was more powerful, the monkey or their king. At this moment, a colorful tiger rushed out of the jungle.

Such ferocious beasts are not afraid of little monsters like the Bashan Tiger, for them, they are all food.

At this moment, a bright light flashed from Bashanhu's waist, and a shining rope flew out suddenly, binding the tiger that had jumped in the air tightly.

The aggressive tiger leaping in the air didn't seem to react, its eyes were still full of doubts, and it fell from the air.

"Hey! The treasure that the boss made is good for everything, but it is not durable, and it has been useless after just one time." Ba Shanhu said with some regret.

"You can have fun secretly. This thing is a copy of the magic weapon that the king gave to the old lady. If you want to reuse it, why don't you go to heaven."

Yi Hailong said very contemptuously, it seemed that he could not understand Bashanhu's greed.

"It's true, who would have thought that a little monster like us would have such treasures, and when we go back, we will ask the boss to give them a few." Bashanhu said with a smile.

And Lin Fang in their mouths was still studying the knowledge of runes without sleeping and eating. During this period, the mysterious Journey to the West appeared twice again, allowing him to obtain a Dingyan Pearl from Tang Seng's father's preserved body and a The supernatural power of the giant spirit god.

"What kind of supernatural power to break giants, is too far from the legendary Fatianxiangdi."

Thinking of this, Lin Fang couldn't help but want to complain. The two are so different. The supernatural power of giant transformation can at most allow him to transform into a giant with a height of five or six feet. Compared with the indomitable Fa Tianxiang It is pheasant and phoenix.

And Ding Yanzhu is even more useless, he doesn't need to keep anyone's corpse, but he knows it, not every time he takes out the most valuable things.

I also secretly rejoiced in my heart that what I drew out for the first time was the method of practice.

After these few lottery draws, Lin Fang has gradually discovered the pattern of Journey to the West. It seems that as long as Tang Seng and his disciples complete one difficulty, and he has established karma with him, he will get a chance to draw a lottery.

It's just that whether it's an item or a supernatural power, it's all random, and it may be something incredible, or it may just be a pile of garbage.

"Well, what I hate the most is this kind of character-testing activity." Lin Fang complained secretly.

During this period of time, he gradually figured out the method of refining weapons, but the way of refining weapons is so broad and profound that he can't get a glimpse of it in his entire life. Fortunately, Lin Fang is convinced that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Write them down on paper one by one, and wait for the future to figure out.

Estimating the time, Tang Seng and his disciples estimated that they were about to arrive in Baoxiang Kingdom, so Lin Fang and Jin Jiao Yin Jiao bid farewell.

"Lin Fang, think about it again. The scenery of Pingdingshan is beautiful. Why don't you take over the mountain with us and become the king, so happy. Why bother to eat and sleep alone."

Yin Jiao was a little bit reluctant, he liked Lin Fang's temperament very much, he felt a bit like the old man in the sky, so he asked to stay.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, but it's a pity that I am destined to be a wandering person and cannot stay for long." Lin Fang has made up his mind to go.

Just kidding, you two are naive, he is not naive, he has Laojun's back, so these two people will be fine, but when it comes to me, I'm sorry, killing demons and demons is a bounden duty.

Lin Fang didn't want to die so he didn't know why, that monkey messed up, and it didn't matter if you were innocent or not, it was an iron rod on the head.

Lin Fang couldn't help shivering as the scene of brains splattering flashed in his mind.

I can't afford it, I can't afford it.

"Brother, since Lin Fang has decided to go, let's not stay, everyone has his own ambition." King Jinjiao is obviously more mature than his younger brother.

"Oh, it's a pity that you won't be able to eat Tang Monk's meat anymore." Yinjiao was still quite regretful.

Lin Fang smiled and shook his head, only these two naive guys believed in this nonsense, who is Tang Monk, Tathagata personally passed it on, Journey to the West is a Buddhist layout for many years, how can the monsters succeed, it is just an excuse to succeed Just radiate the power of Buddhism.

After drinking a glass of farewell wine, Lin Fang set foot on the road ahead, and just a few steps out of the cave, he saw two small figures rushing out of the grass.

"Boss!"

I saw two little monsters, Bashanhu and Yihailong, carrying big bags, looking at Lin Fang expectantly.

"Decided?" Lin Fang asked with a smile.

"It's decided, I want to hang out with the boss, and I want to become a powerful demon king in the future." Ba Shanhu said proudly, patting himself on the shoulder.

Although Yi Hailong didn't speak, he kept nodding beside him, agreeing with Ba Shanhu's words, the two of them hadn't had such a tacit understanding for a long time.