Chapter 1370 Black Wind King: I Think You Are Nothing More than That!

"Be careful, Tang Monk has become a Buddha. If we fight, you will definitely not be able to defeat him." The black bear spirit said in a solemn voice.

The demon nodded: "I won't confront him head-on, I will try my best to outsmart him~"

"Then go ahead." The black bear spirit encouraged: "If you can send this monk away, I will reward him heavily."

After more than three hundred years of research and more than three hundred years of refining, he knew exactly what the treasure he obtained in the South China Sea was, so he did not want to meet Xuanzang!

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will go now..."

The demon immediately turned into a white smoke and quickly floated out of the seven-story pagoda through the window. It drifted in the air above Qin Yao and the others, and appeared after landing.

Qin Yao looked intently and asked first, "Where is King Black Wind?"

The demon clasped his hands together, bowed and said, "Little monk Guangmou, pay your respects to the Buddha of Sandalwood Merit."

"There is no need to talk nonsense." Qin Yao said in a deep voice: "I ask again, where is King Black Wind?"

Guangmou said meekly: "Your Majesty is currently in seclusion in the old Zen monastery. I wonder why the Buddha of Merit is looking for him?"

Qin Yao asked: "Where is the old Zen Temple?"

Seeing that he avoided answering the reason, Guangmou did not ask further questions, and only said: "Reporting to the Buddha of Merit and Virtue, the old Zen Temple is the secret place of Heifeng Mountain. There are three bronze bells in this mountain. You only need to ring these three bronze bells in sequence, that is, It can open the door to the secret realm.”

Qin Yao released his spiritual thoughts and scanned the top of the mountain. He found no trace of the black bear spirit. Then he stared at Guangmou and said, "Go and ring these three bells."

Guangmou was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "Buddha, you are looking for my king, not me. You should ring the bell."

Qin Yao raised the Yuan Tu Sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Guangmou's eyebrows: "Go if you are told. If you say any more nonsense, I will kill you right now."

Guangmou: "..."

This character is not like the Tang Monk I met back then!

"Counting to three, you see if I dare to take action." Seeing that the guy was stunned, Qin Yao let go of Yuantu Sword, used his spiritual mind to control the sword, and said softly: "Three..."

Being pointed at by Yuantu's sword, Guangmou shuddered suddenly, and disappeared into clouds with a whoosh: "I'm going to ring the bell, I'm going now."

Lean less.

The two bells rang through the mountain peak one after another, startling countless birds in the forest.

Qin Yao keenly felt that when the bell rang, the evil spirit in the mountain suddenly increased by at least three times.

"puff!"

Under the lock of his spiritual consciousness, when Guangmou came to the last bronze bell, it suddenly turned into a white smoke and penetrated into the earth, and disappeared in an instant.

"You want to play this with me?" Qin Yao sneered, raised his hand to collect the breath left in the air, and injected it into a compass.

As he drew the talisman in the air and placed it on the compass, the pointer in the center of the compass suddenly trembled and pointed to a location.

"Long'er, bring that guy back." Qin Yao said warmly as he turned around and handed the compass to the red nightshade.

With Red and Blue Nightshade by his side, he fully experienced the joy of being a summoner.

This feeling of having someone fulfill your request with just one command is indeed very satisfying and superior...

A dangerous smile appeared on the face of the red nightshade, and she reached out to take the compass. Her body suddenly turned into a red light and blended into the earth silently.

In just a moment, she carried Guangmou, who was dressed like a beggar and had a crooked nose and a swollen face, flying out of the ground and appeared in front of Qin Yao.

"Master Guangmou, these three bells are probably not used to open the door of the old Zen monastery, right?" Qin Yao asked, looking at the miserable Guangmou.

"It is indeed the door to the old Zen monastery, but I dare not help you open it. Otherwise, if my demon king knows about it, how can I beg for food under his hands in the future?" Guangmou said weakly.

This explanation is logically sound, but Qin Yao doesn't believe it: "Long'er, please help Master Guangmou ring the last bronze bell."

"good!"

The red nightshade nodded slightly, controlled Guangmou's body with the power of law, and took him to teleport to the third bronze bell.

"No, no!!!"

Seeing his hands rising uncontrollably to grab the bell that struck the bell, Guangmou screamed in a shrill voice.

However, the red nightshade would not obey his orders and controlled his body to ring the last bell.

"When~~"

As the dull bell rang here, a transparent space that seemed imaginary but not imaginary, seemed real but not real suddenly appeared in front of Guangmou's body.

This space really looks like an old Zen monastery, but there is no black wind monster in it. There is only a big-headed monk with bare feet, happily jumping towards Guangmou.

"Elder, abbot, don't...ah!"

The big-headed monk who smiled strangely quickly threw Guangmou to the ground and devoured him in the blink of an eye.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows.

This big-headed monk is quite powerful.

It's just that this broad plan failed to deceive him, but instead he suffered the consequences...

In the seven-story pagoda, Silver Wolf and Black Bear also saw this scene, and their expressions changed in unison.

"Lingxuzi, you go."

After a moment, Black Bear said decisively.

"Shall I go?" Silver Wolf blinked rapidly, feeling panic in his heart: "Your Majesty, I am not as clever as Guangsou, and my strength is not as good as Sanzang. If I go out, I am seeking death!"

"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a while to use it. I have raised you for so long, and now it is time for you to play your role. Go ahead, no matter what method you use to coax Tang Seng away, I will give you whatever you want." Black Bear stared into his eyes and said.

Silver Wolf: "..."

He felt nakedly threatened.

If you go, you won't necessarily die.

But if you disobey the king, you will definitely not survive!

In desperation, he could only transform into a handsome young man and escape from the ground.

Inside the temple.

Qin Yao suddenly noticed someone approaching quickly from the ground. He threw the Yuan Tu Sword out and thrust it right in front of the opponent.

Under the ground, the beautiful young man was startled by the sword blade that was suddenly blocked in front of him. He quickly broke out of the ground, stood in front of the fierce sword and saluted: "Lingxuzi pays homage to the Buddha of Merit."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Qin Yao asked with interest.

He didn't believe that this guy didn't see the scene of Guang Mou's death.

Now that I have seen it, I still dare to jump out. Is there something to rely on?

"Guang Mou died because he wanted to harm the Buddha of Merit; I have no intention of harming you, and I believe you will not kill me." Lingxuzi said seriously.

Qin Yao nodded slightly: "This is to the point. I have no intention of harming anyone, but if anyone wants to harm me, I can only kill him to serve as a warning to others and avoid future troubles!"

Feeling the flash of murderous intent on the other party's body, Lingxuzi's forehead showed faint traces of sweat. He forced a smile and said: "Buddha, my king went to the South China Sea to meet friends and has not returned yet..."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves to create a table and two chairs, summoned a pot and two cups, and invited: "The sun is just right now and the wind is not dry. If you are not in a hurry, how about we drink and chat while we wait?" "

Qin Yao smiled silently and said, "I'm sorry, I can't think of anything interesting to talk about with you."

"Aren't you curious why I am also called Lingxuzi? Aren't you curious about what happened to Guangzhi and Guangmou? Aren't you curious about what happened to Elder Jinchi in the old monastery?" Lingxuzi asked.

Qin Yao nodded: "You are right, I am not curious at all."

Lingxuzi: "..."

How could someone’s curiosity be so weak?

After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "Do you mind if I tell you something?"

"mind."

Qin Yao said: "First of all, I'm not here to listen to the story, I'm here to see the black wind monster.

Secondly, we are not familiar with each other, including Elder Guangzhi Guangmou Jinchi and I are not familiar with each other.

I'm not curious about why they ended up like this, just like you wouldn't be curious about how many meals a hamster on the hill next door had today. "

Lingxuzi: "..."

How come this smelly monk doesn’t get enough oil and salt? !

Shaoqing, he said bravely: "Except when my king will come back, do you really have nothing to ask me about? Just ask, I will tell you everything."

Qin Yao: "..."

After a moment of silence, he suddenly pointed back at the seven-story pagoda: "Okay, then let me ask you a question. Is the black wind monster in this tower?"

Lingxuzi: "..."

The black bear spirit in the pagoda: "..."

"Look, you begged me to ask questions, but when I asked, you became mute again." Qin Yao spread his hands and said.

Lingxuzi was sweating profusely and stammered: "My king... your king is not in that tower."

"Judging from your reaction, there is a high probability that he is in this tower." Qin Yao smiled and said, "Okay, it's you who told me."

Lingxuzi: "..."

After a while, watching him turn around and walk towards the tower, Lingxuzi shouted loudly: "Buddha, why do you think the king is in this tower?"

"Because this tower is so high." Qin Yao responded: "Who among the kings likes to stand low and look up at others?"

Lingxuzi: "..."

Seeing him walking towards the seven-story pagoda step by step, Lingxuzi had no choice but to change back to his original form, bared his teeth, and pounced on the three of them with a fishy wind.

The red nightshade summoned a big red bow with a flip of her hand. Without pulling the string, she simply used the bow as an axe, swung it round and hit the giant wolf's body.

"boom!"

The big bow and the wolf's fang collided together, suddenly erupting with a powerful wave of power and a deafening bang.

The next moment, the wolf's teeth cracked, and the giant wolf was knocked away by the powerful divine power mobilized by the red nightshade. The broken teeth fell off and blood spilled into the air.

Before the giant wolf landed smoothly, Red Nightshade quickly drew her bow and fired an arrow. In an instant, nine red lights connected into a long line, stabbing the giant wolf like a spear.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

The giant wolf saw the red light arrow shadow and tried to avoid it, but in the end he still caught all the flying arrows with his body. After landing, he continued to cough up blood and twitched. Finally, his eyes lost light and he was completely lifeless.

At the same time, Qin Yao had arrived in front of the seven-story pagoda. He reached out and pushed gently, and the simple and heavy door slowly opened backwards. A man with white eyebrows and beard was wearing a monk's robe and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. The bald monk came into view.

Perhaps it's because the real body is a black bear. Even if this guy transforms into a human, his body is stronger than ordinary people. He is like a diamond, not angry and powerful!

"We meet again, Master Xuanzang." The great monk put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

Qin Yao raised his head slightly and stared into the other person's eyes: "Wukong's spiritual root is with you, right?"

The black wind monster shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I don't know what spiritual roots the Great Sage Sun has, but I do have a treasure here. As long as the mage is willing to promise me one thing, I will offer this treasure with both hands!"

"What's the matter?" Qin Yao asked curiously.

"Earn a way of survival for my demon clan."

The black wind monster said solemnly: "The liquidation of the demon clan by the Buddhist world and heaven lasted for a full three hundred and sixty-five years. During this period, I don't know how many demon clan geniuses died unjustly, and I don't know how many ordinary demon clan were wantonly slaughtered.

There is a demon grave in my Black Wind Mountain, in which are buried the bones of more than 100,000 demon clans who were liquidated and died. Master, would you like to go and see it with me? "

Qin Yao shook his head: "What's so good about me? The liquidation was not done by me, or even ordered by me. I have nothing to do with it. Do you still expect me to repent to the demon grave?"

"Is it really okay?" Black Wind Monster did not agree with this answer and said slowly: "If you hadn't joined forces with Sun Wukong to kill Wutian Buddha, this tragedy would not have happened to the demon clan."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "I don't want to debate this with you. Right and wrong, right and wrong, merits and demerits, you will have different opinions from different standpoints. Stop talking nonsense and hand over your spiritual roots."

"Why should I do this?" Black Wind Monster asked back: "If you want my treasure, do I have to give it to you with both hands? Then when Jinchi wanted your cassock, why didn't you give it to him?"

Qin Yao said: "Because the cassock belongs to Xuanzang, and Wukong's spiritual root belongs to Wukong."

"Sun Wukong is dead!" Black Wind Monster roared.

"He is not dead, I will resurrect him." Qin Yao said lightly.

The black wind monster raised his hand and summoned a black tassel spear with a red shaft and a black blade, and pointed it at Qin Yao with a bang: "Everyone in the world calls you a hero, saying that you have the ability to save the three realms, and they also praise you for your indifference to fame and wealth, and your noble character. , but in my opinion, you are nothing more than that. You turn a blind eye to the darkness of Buddhism and the tyranny of heaven. Instead, you only focus on resurrecting that monkey. What kind of bullshit hero are you?"

Qin Yao slowly raised the Yuan Tu Sword: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink."

"Hahahaha, hahahahaha."

The black wind monster stabbed out with a spear, and the spear in his hand suddenly shone with a bright spear light, rushing towards Qin Yao like thunder, with astonishing power: "Tang Xuanzang, you are no longer the monk who has no power to tie a chicken, but I also He is no longer the demon king who only had brute strength."

Qin Yao raised the Yuan Tu Sword, and a sword light also extended from the sword. He slashed down hard and went straight towards the spear light.

He wanted to try to see what the real combat power of this guy who had absorbed Wukong's spiritual essence for more than three hundred years was.

"boom!"

The moment the gun and sword lights exchanged, the nearby void collapsed, creating a large hole. Chaotic power surged out of the hole, mixed with the mana aftermath of the collision, and quickly rushed in all directions.

With a thought in his mind, Qin Yao summoned the phantom of the Karmic Red Lotus to protect his physical body. The aftermath of the incoming wave was blocked by this treasure block, like a breeze blowing against his face, without any power at all.

On the other side, the Black Wind King used his body to withstand the critical attack, and then shook his spear, breaking away from the adsorption of the void crack, and stabbed straight with the spear again, with an astonishing momentum.

At the same time, the aftermath of the attack finally spread to the temple buildings. Whether it was the walls or the halls, they were all torn apart.

Only the seven-story pagoda radiated a spiritual light, protecting the entire tower.

Qin Yao glanced at the seven-story pagoda and shouted: "Long'er, Sister Kui, get the treasure from the top of the tower!!!"