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Chapter 222 Nine Dragon Insects

The blood text is a letter written in silk. The red font looks like blood and red as blood. Of course, this is definitely not blood, because the blood will soon oxidize and turn black, while the red font on the silk is as bright as before, as if it had just been written on br    />

"We can only see the three words of the one who obtains the scriptures." Monk Zhiren said bitterly: "I once dreamed of a giant saying that when the one who obtains the scriptures comes, as long as the one who obtains the scriptures dies, it will be the time for the Buddhist beads to return."

When Tang Xuanzang heard this, his expression became cold. He looked at Zhiren and asked, "Then why do you dare to be with us?"

Monk Zhiren shook his head and said, "After seeing the holy monk, I felt that the dream was the evil spirit. The Buddha nature of you is so high that it is difficult for ordinary people to reach. It is impossible for the evil spirit that steals the Buddhist beads."

Unexpectedly, he was still a person with vision. Tang Xuanzang couldn't help but look at Monk Zhiren a few more times.

However, it was just a few glances. After all, this was just a smart big ant for the second lieutenant, no matter how these monks would treat Tang Xuanzang.

Tang Xuanzang's will will not change, but for them, that is the difference between life and death.

Wukong came over and glanced at him, "There is a layer of ban on it."

Ao Xue then came over and glanced at him, "Nine-Headed Insect's Eagle Tips."

She said, and untie the ban above.

Tang Xuanzang smiled and said, "It seems you know everything. Your former fiancé wants to come to you."

Ao Xue shook her head and said, "He is a humble reptile. If he dares to appear in front of me, I will cut off his head."

"He has nine heads, so you have to prepare a sharp axe." Tang Xuanzang joked.

Ao Xue said angrily: "No matter how many heads he has, I will cut them down!"

If the Nine-Headed Worm is not wrong, after failing to seek Ao Xue, the Nine-Headed Worm should have become the son-in-law of the Wansheng Dragon King of Bibotan. However, the Nine-Headed Worm did not become a son-in-law, but he was the first to cause trouble in the sacre country and even took the Buddha treasure.

Tang Xuanzang snorted. A person like insects and birds must have some ability to survive in the arrogant dragon clan.

However, since he married his wife and knew about the people who came to the scriptures, he must have known that Ao Xue was in the team. Even so, he dared to do such things so blatantly, which shows that the Nine-Headed Wart is not a casual master.

Tang Xuanzang was holding a silk blood text in his hand. When Ao Xue put a ban on it, the blood-red text gradually twisted and turned, and the original blood-colored text was disrupted, so others couldn't understand it.

Now the ban has been recombined by these blood texts and become a complete paragraph. In the moment of the text combination, a bloody atmosphere emerged through the silk.

Zhiren and the monks from Jinshan Temple on the side were stimulated by blood and all fell to the ground, which showed the strong murderous intent in the blood and energy.

Tang Xuanzang had no feelings, because the murderous intent transformed by these blood and energy was purified by the Buddha's light before it touched Tang Xuanzang's body.

Tang Xuanzang glanced at the silk, and his expression became extremely ugly. As soon as he pinched his right hand, the silk blood text burned and then turned into ashes.

With the burning of blood texts, in the overseas Chinese rituals, the nine-headed worm who was practicing in the Bibo Pond slowly opened his eyes. His expression changed slightly, as if he had expected something: "Tang Funeral, you are finally here! You did not disappoint me, but if you want to go to the West to obtain the scriptures, you have to ask me whether you agree or not!"

When he said this, the originally calm blue waves rolled like the mood of the owner of the lake, and then the huge waves soared into the sky were dozens of feet high.

The waves rolled, showing anger. It was the mood of the Nine-Headed Worm at the moment, but she didn't expect that Tang Xuanzang's mood was like a volcanic explosion, even more terrifying.

However, Tang Xuanzang's control over his emotions has surpassed the past. Although he was extremely angry, Tang Xuanzang's face was just a little serious, but he did not have any angry expression.

It is furious but not revealed, but it is even more terrifying than it explodes.

Tang Xuanzang looked at the monks kneeling on the ground and said loudly: "All up, that murderous intent has been destroyed, don't worry."

Monk Zhiren smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that the holy monk can't afford it, but that I can't get up."

Tang Xuanzang sighed, "Mortals are really pitiful. Just a trace of murderous intent left on the blood text can't bear it, and even their fate cannot withstand the test."

It’s not that Zhiren and the others are weak, but that the murderous intent they touch is already ordinary. It’s not something that ordinary people can bear. Even if they can barely resist, their body surrender is uncontrollable. Just as the monk Zhiren said, they will not be able to stand up for a short time.

Since that's the case, Tang Xuanzang said: "Then take a rest for a while and it will be better."

After about a stick of incense, Monk Zhiren and the others slowly stood up and began to clean the bedrooms for Tang Xuanzang and the others. Tang Xuanzang stood in front of the main hall of Jinguang Temple. He knelt on the cushion, raised his head, and looked at the Golden Body Buddha. His eyes were clear and clear, and he slowly stretched out his right hand.

The silk blood text was burned by the spiritual fire in his body in his right hand. At this time, there was a blood-colored gas in his palm. Tang Xuanzang snorted, and the gas flew into the air and slowly integrated into that blood text in the air again.

"Tang Funeral: You should know who I am, and I also know that you are Jin Chanzi. Don't tell me the memories of the past. If you want to continue traveling west, hand over Ao Xue! Otherwise, you will be cut off from the journey to the west! This king said that life and death are all in your mind."

After reading this passage again, Tang Xuanzang felt that he could obtain a lot of information.

First, the Nine-Headed Worm and the Golden Cicadazi had sex and had a marriage. From his tone, the Nine-Headed Worm did not take it seriously, which also means that Xitian Lingshan was afraid that it would be a hostile relationship to him.

Second, he was very angry. Traveling west is something that the West attaches great importance to. However, in the mouth of Hydra, Ao Xue is obviously more important than the pursuit of scriptures in the West, because in the mouth of Nine-headed insects, if Tang Funeral does not agree to hand over Ao Xue, then he will stop traveling west.

Third, uncovered threats, in the mouth of the Nine-Headed Worm, its own decisions are related to life and death.

If it was just one of the three points, Tang Xuanzang would not be angry, but when the three points gathered together, Tang Xuanzang had a despised insult.

Tang Xuanzang doesn’t like being threatened, even Erlang Shen couldn’t do it at the beginning. Can he do a bug with nine heads?

Even if he has nine heads and is huge, no matter how big he is, he is still a bug.

However, before Tang Xuanzang could have any other thoughts, he heard a hustle and bustle outside the temple, and then there were heavy armored imperial guards entering in.

The news must have reached the palace, with a hundred troops sent by the palace. Monk Zhiren and the poor monks were pushed into the hall.

A fat and big eared leader said first: "Who is the one who seeks the scriptures?"

Tang Xuan hid himself and asked, "I am the one."

"Follow me to meet my master!" The leader held his head high and looked arrogant.

Tang Xuanzang looked calm: "It just so happens that I plan to find your emperor too."

"Bold!" the leader sternly said: "How do you speak?"

Tang Xuanzang ignored it and just said, "Lead the way ahead."

"Lead the way? You wild monk from Dongtu, our Majesty is going to take it down and ask for punishment! You have stole our Buddhist treasures and dared to break into our country!" The leader shouted: "Put me a shackle!"

"Shackles? Do you dare?" Tang Xuanzang asked with a smile: "If you can put the shackles around my monk's neck, I will get you the Buddhist beads."

As a general of the Imperial Guard, he has seen many arrogant and domineering people, but it is the first time he has seen such arrogant people among monks.

Tang Xuanzang responded lightly, in the eyes of the Imperial Guard General, that was a provocation, and a contempt for the Imperial Guard and His Majesty.

"The heaviest shackle! Squeeze this demon monk to death!" At this moment, the general who flashed murderous intent in his eyes had already had a certain idea.

Even if this monk goes to the palace, he will never come out alive.

As soon as he finished speaking, four burly soldiers carried the shackles the size of millstones and carried them over.

Tang Xuanzang stood there, motionless, and then the four soldiers put the shackles on Tang Xuanzang's neck.

However, no matter how hard they used, the distance between the shackles and one punch from Tang Xuanzang could not be trapped.

At first glance, it seemed that there was an invisible force that stopped the shackles.

The Imperial General was furious and shouted: "It's all waste! Let me do it!"

He walked over in three or two steps and snatched the shackles. The shackles that originally required four people to carry seemed to be of little weight in the hands of this general.

He did not believe in evil, nor did he take Tang Xuanzang seriously.

She was just a dying monk, especially the other party's relaxed eyes, which made her unable to help but feel angry.

Why? You are just a monk, how can you not make him angry if you act like a lofty attitude?

He raised the shackles high. As long as this shackle weighing 300 kilograms was placed on the monk's head, he would be crushed to death without a stick of incense.

Thinking of this, the general showed a proud smile on his lips.

Just an ant, but looking at others with the eyes of tigers and wolves, deserves to be killed.

However, his smile soon frozen, because the heavily smashed shackles fell on the monk's head with a huge impact, but stopped.

Just like the situation encountered by those soldiers just now, no matter how hard he used, the shackles were suspended in mid-air.

Damn it! The imperial general showed a look of ghosts on his face. The shackles of three hundred pounds were suspended in the air. No matter how he pressed down, the shackles remained motionless.

Slowly, a fear that originated from the bottom of his heart attacked his heart. As a general who had fought on the battlefield, he felt scared, and this feeling was like being stared at by natural enemies.

At that moment, the general felt that he was going to die.

Then, he saw himself flying up, the shackles in his hand were split into pieces, and then he fell heavily to the ground, turning several times on the ground, sitting on the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

The general doesn't know what happened between breathing.

Then he saw his soldiers flying into the sky, and by the time he realized something, he was surrounded by several women.

These women looked cold, and the woman among them said: "Bald donkey, can this guy be killed?"

Tang Xuanzang shook his head. Wukong was still the same as in the past. When it came to his own safety, he often had an extreme reaction, especially this time, soldiers surrounded the bald donkey. This was simply unforgivable in Wukong's opinion.

"We still need him to lead the way to the palace. It would be a pity to kill him." Tang Xuanzang walked to the general and asked, "What's your Majesty about me?"

The general's face turned pale, and he was afraid that he would really regard Tang Xuanzang and the others as demon monks.

He didn't see clearly how Tang Xuanzang took action just now.

"Your Majesty said, you are the key clues for the loss of Buddhist beads. So I want to take you down and ask for some information." He obviously wanted to pretend to be tough, but when Tang Xuanzang came to ask for inquiries, the general replied subconsciously.

Haha, Tang Xuanzang smiled, and it seemed to be a devil's response in the general's ears.

"You...who are you?" At this moment, the general suddenly felt that it was a mistake to come over to arrest the monk.

"You are the one who seeks the scriptures." Tang Xuanzang pretended to be confused: "Don't you know us? Even the great Majesty wants to see me."

The general was confused, and the other party's deliberately disguised smile, and his head was completely confused.

(End of this chapter)
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