This journey to the west is terrible

So Lin Bianyi became a lonely traveler, walking alone on the road, carefully feeling the changes in the atmosphere of the world.

As soon as he looked up, he saw eager villagers. Before he could figure out the situation, the old village head grabbed his hand and said, "On behalf of the villagers of Shangtan Village, the old man Xu Qingchao thanked the Taoist priest for his help."

The old hand held Lin Fang's arm tightly, and his eyes were full of anticipation and hope.

Lin Fang originally wanted to say that he had admitted the wrong person, but when he saw these hopeful eyes, he couldn't say anything. It turned out that even after so long, he still had the idea of ​​being a hero when he was a child.

Once upon a time, whenever he saw the so-called heroes in the stories, he would be fascinated, and imagined that he could be like them, wielding swords and fighting for justice.

It's just that as he grew older, he felt more and more that it was just a beautiful dream.

Since traveling to the world of Journey to the West, the terrible environment and powerful gods and monsters have taught him to hide himself early and try not to show his face.

Lin Fang didn't want to avoid this matter that was within his power now, and he also wanted to act chivalrously once again.

"Tell me about the situation!" Lin Fang asked with a smile.

A trace of doubt flashed across the face of the old village chief. He thought that those children should explain the whole story clearly. Why did the Taoist chief seem to know nothing, but he still patiently explained the situation of Shangtan Village? The situation one by one.

But he complained in his heart: "What did this guy Da Zhuang do? He didn't explain such an important matter clearly, and he asked the Taoist priest to come here alone. Did this group of brats go to play again?"

After Lin Fang quietly listened to his story, he just said softly: "We still have to see it."

"Whoever you are going to row a boat, let the Taoist chief go and see the monster." The old village chief said.

The villagers were speechless, and no one wanted to stand out. If the Taoist priest was not good enough, going there would be like sending him to death.

Seeing this, the old village chief stomped his feet angrily, and shouted loudly: "My Shangtan Village is at the point of life and death. If this continues, the whole village will starve to death, but you still only care about your own welfare!" An Wei, that’s all, although I’m old, I can still row a boat.”

After speaking, the old village chief rolled up his sleeves to look for the boat, but Lin Fang blocked it with his arm.

"Village chief, don't worry, I have my own way."

I saw Lin Fang walked to the lake, gently broke off a reed, turned his head and said with a smile: "It is enough."

Lin Fang threw the reed into the river, stepped on the reed lightly, and rode the reed towards the lake. The villagers on the shore were stunned, and some even rubbed their eyes, a little incredible.

Walking into the lake, a strong resentment spewed out from the bottom of the lake, coming towards him with hatred for all living beings, Lin Fang couldn't help frowning.

The monsters in the lake seemed unusual, and he even felt the power of faith from the strong resentment.

But the monster in the lake was excited by Lin Fang's breath, and a huge black shadow slowly appeared from the bottom of the lake. Lin Fang took a closer look, only to find that the monster turned out to be an extremely huge goldfish.

It's just that this goldfish has rotted all over its body, purple flames are burning in its eye sockets, and strong resentment is constantly radiating from its body to the surroundings.

A stench hit his face, and the stench was incomparable. Lin Fang covered his nose and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more he felt that this goldfish was not an ordinary monster.

The goldfish is full of hatred for living beings, its huge tail swings, and it rolls up huge waves and hits the forest.

Lin Fang didn't dodge or avoid, he drifted with the current, his body moved with the water, the seemingly mighty waves were helpless to him.

A foul smell came out of the goldfish's mouth, carrying the smell of death. Lin Fang opened his mouth and exhaled, his heart burning fiercely, burning away the filth of the world.

Seeing the heart fire, this aura met the nemesis, and was burned instantly, but Lin Fang dodged to the side of the goldfish, grabbed its tail and threw it vigorously.

The huge goldfish immediately left the water and flew into the air. Only then did Lin Fang discover that there was a huge wound on the goldfish's abdomen, which should be the cause of his death.

"Why does it smell like Buddhism?" Lin Fang looked at the wound, but felt a faint breath of Buddhism.

At this time, the goldfish seemed to be completely enraged by Lin Fang's behavior. It fell back into the water and swayed its body crazily. The Qinghu Lake instantly became choppy, with huge waves one after another, heading towards Lin Fang as if endlessly. hit.

The villagers on the shore were so frightened by the scene before them that they knelt on the ground. They had never seen such a terrible situation in their life. The calm green lake seemed to be completely angry, and all the lake water seemed to have life. Fang launched an attack.

"This is not something that ordinary monsters can do." Lin Fang muttered to himself.

He transformed himself into a giant, stood in the lake and grabbed the goldfish in his hands. When the surrounding waves came, he saw a glazed pagoda flying into the air, emitting bright rays of light, and stopped the turbulent lake water.

The heart fire technique was activated, and a red flame began to burn in the hand, enveloping the goldfish in an instant.

The goldfish struggled desperately in Lin Fang's hands and kept shaking its body, but it still couldn't break free.

When the flame met resentment, it was as if it had met fuel, and it burned more vigorously. In less than a while, the huge goldfish was burned to ashes, turning into little golden light and falling into the lake.

"This is the power of incense!"

Lin Fang recognized these light spots, which were the power of incense accumulated by a god, and Buddhism called it the power of faith.

Countless creatures in the lake rushed to the surface of the water frantically, scrambling to absorb the power of the overflowing incense. For these ignorant aquariums, this is a great opportunity.

Countless aquariums awakened their initial spiritual wisdom at this moment, which is a gift from the gods.

At the same time, a broken golden seal slowly fell from the sky and landed in Lin Fang's hands.

As soon as he got the golden seal, some images appeared in Lin Fang's mind.

"Qinghu Water God, don't be obsessed with your obsession," a monk with a fierce face said in a hateful voice.

"You want a severe drought in the Wuji country, but I will not agree."

"Humph! Don't eat and drink fine for toasting."

I saw the monk took out his Zen staff and charged towards where he was. A voice echoed in the air: "You dare to kill the gods. Could it be that you want to provoke a war between Buddhism and heaven?"

"No one will know how you died."

The scene stopped abruptly here, but Lin Fang understood the ins and outs of the matter.

Buddhism wanted to launch a drought in Wuji Country, but Qinghu Water God was unwilling to cooperate, so after this battle, Qinghu Water God fell.