The night is dark, the thick clouds cover the stars and the moon, and the earth is dark.

Under the guidance of the little monk, Sun Wukong and Tang Monk entered a simple but not simple Zen room.

There is a large wooden bed on the east and west sides of the Zen room, with animal skin mattresses and folded silk quilts. The bluestone bricks on the ground are spotless, and a brazier is placed in the center. As the fire sways, a light red light flashes, and the fragrance of smoke rises up.

Warm and tidy, making people feel happy.

After sending Tang Monk into the Zen Room, the young monk put his hands together and bowed: "Master, the disciple will leave first."

After saying that, he walked out of the meditation room and gently closed the door.

After the young monk left, Tang Monk listened for a while and confirmed that he had really left. Then he walked to Sun Wukong and instructed: "Great Sage, be careful tonight. I am afraid that the old monk will cause trouble."

"Um."

Sun Wukong nodded and walked towards the wooden bed.

When Sun Wukong went to bed, Ao Wu, who had been coiling around Tang Monk's bald head, also flew to the brazier in the middle of the room, swimming back and forth in the scorching flames, as if enjoying it.

Tang Monk walked to the wooden bed on the right, took off his cassock and turned it over and pulled down the gauze tent.

At this time, he still had a short monk robe on his body, but he did not take off. Instead, he turned his head to face the camera and said, "I always feel that something will happen tonight, so I won't turn off the live broadcast. Let's talk to everyone."

Tang Seng said he wanted to talk to the audience, but perhaps because he was too tired, his upper and lower eyelids quickly began to fight, and he fell asleep in a deep time.

Tang Monk went to the dream to see Duke Zhou, but the 100,000 viewers were reluctant to leave and still stayed in the live broadcast room.

The night became deeper and deeper, and the Zen room was silent.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but suddenly, the little white dragon Ao Wu, who was swimming in the fire, raised his dragon’s head and let out a low moan with anger. She turned her dragon’s eyes and looked at Sun Wukong. The flames covering her body were swept by the strong wind and spread their teeth and claws.

Feeling the little white dragon Ao Wu's gaze, Sun Wukong, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, slowly opened his eyes. After two seconds of silence, he nodded slightly to Ao Wu and said, "Burn."

Sun Wukong's burning words immediately comforted Ao Wu. Then she stopped swimming and began to quietly hang in the fire.

It was obvious that this monkey and dragon had already heard the discussions of Elder Jinchi in the Zen Room clearly.

While Xiao Bailong was talking to Sun Wukong, the audience in the live broadcast room could see it at a glance. Because of the original work, they could probably guess what was going to happen next. When they looked at Tang Monk who was sleeping, they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

[Elder Tang, I tell you that your naughty child is going to cause trouble! If you don’t get up, you will become familiar with each other!]

[The spicy chicken anchor is about to get up and pee! You don’t use the fireproof cover!]

[Carbon roast Tang Monk...mmp, these two melon-stewed rice buckets are not meant to eat the chef!]

'The stubborn master Xiao Wang gave Tang Monk five treasure elephants' and left a message: "Anchor, have you smelled the money? I asked you if you smell it! Stop sleeping, get up and be happy!"

'Xingxing Yezi gave Tang Monk five treasure elephants' and left a message: "The anchor is giving a reward here, don't pretend to be asleep, get up and make trouble!"

While the audience was anxious, Tang Seng was still sleeping soundly.

At the same time, Elder Jinchi has made a decision and issued an order.

The entire Guanyin Zen Temple had seventy or eighty houses, more than 200 monks of all sizes, under the instructions of Monk Guangzhi, quickly moved, brought firewood from all over the Zen Temple, and gently surrounded the Zen Hall where Tang Monk was located, and surrounded the front, back and back and forth.

When the meditation hall was completely surrounded, some monks surrounded them, while some monks went back to the meditation hall to rest.

Soon, Elder Jinchi, who had once again turned into a bearded man, walked away from the monks with a giant bucket in his arms. The beast oil rolled in his arms, and the strange light was hidden, and he could tell at a glance that it was extraordinary.

This barrel of beast oil is a treasure of Elder Jinchi. It is all refined from the fairy beasts. Some of them are even from monsters killed by the black bear spirit. Once the fire is ignited, let alone the mortal water, even the water spells of Qi practitioners are difficult to extinguish.

Elder Jinchi strode outside the Zen room, gently lowered the wooden barrel, raised his head, closed his eyes, and folded his palms, and started to chant something in his mouth, as if he was chanting sutras.

After a while, he finished reciting and picked up the wooden barrel again, poured the beast oil on the firewood little by little, then spread his right palm and activated his magic power. Only a slight "bang" sound was heard, and a beautiful flame rose from his palm.

...

Just when Elder Jinchi was about to set fire to the Zen Room and plotted against evil, he said that the white-clothed Xiushu and Ling Xuzi had neither fog nor windy since they walked out of the Guanyin Zen Temple. They were like young masters of aristocratic families who were wandering around the mountains and rivers, slowly walking towards the Black Wind Mountain.

At first glance, Heifeng Mountain should be a place with poor mountains and bad waters, but in fact it is a good mountain that can be called a blessing land of immortals.

The mountains are full of valleys, the cliffs are full of beauty, the birds are singing but people are not seen, and the flowers are falling and the trees are still fragrant.

There are cranes drinking water beside the stream, and wild apes barking wildly on the cliff.

The two demons followed their memories, walked through the steep hills, climbed up the cliffs, and then walked along a mountain trail with the shape of "Z" and finally arrived at the cliff on the top of Heifeng Mountain.

At this time, on the rock cliff under the moon, there was a black-faced scholar with a slender figure and a flower on his head, catching up with the essence of the sun and the moon, practicing and cultivating qi.

The black-faced scholar heard the footsteps and suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light burst out from it.

When he saw the two demons, Xiushi in white and Ling Xuzi, he immediately stood up and laughed and greeted him: "Second brother, third brother, I haven't seen him for a century. I really want to be a brother!"

The white-clothed handsome man hurriedly walked forward and sighed, "After a hundred years of separation, why don't the second brother miss the eldest brother?"

Ling Xuzi followed him closely and said as if offering treasures: "This time, my second brother and I should have met our elder brother earlier, but for the sake of our elder brother's gift, we stayed in Guanyin Zen Temple for a while."

The black-faced scholar was a little surprised when he heard this: "Oh? Congratulations? But the two brothers are determined!"

The white-clothed scholar shook his feather fan and said with a smile: "My congratulations and my third brother are a monk from the Tang Dynasty. He is currently settled in the Guanyin Zen Temple, but you want to pick it up by yourself."

When the black-faced scholar heard this, his eyes lit up and said, "What is the monk from the Tang Dynasty? How about talent and knowledge compared to Jinchi?"

The white-clothed handsome man laughed: "Before Brother Jin Chimeng gave him the method of refining Qi, he was just a reckless man in the mountains, but this Tang monk was protected by the real dragon. He had great luck. How can he compare?"

"Real dragon? Hey! But I can't eat it!"

The black bear spirit sighed heavily, feeling quite regretful.

While the three demons were talking, suddenly the sky was bright twenty miles away, as if it was dawn. But after the three demons looked carefully, they saw that the Guanyin Zen Temple was rushing into the sky.

The black bear spirit saw it and hurriedly said, "This fire is so amazing. Brother, go and take back the gift first, don't burn it."

After talking, she didn't wait for the white-clothed Xiushi and Ling Xuzi to reply. A black wind gushed out from her body. After wrapping him up, she rushed to the Guanyin Zen Temple like a wave.

...

Inside Guanyin Zen Temple.

After Elder Jinchi finished reciting the scriptures, a ball of flames rose into the palm of his palm, making a sound of "wavy". The flames fluttered, reflecting the half-light and half-dark face of Elder Jinchi. He seemed to be struggling and hesitating, but after a few breaths, he finally threw the flames in the palm of his palm out.

After Mars was stained with firewood and beast oil, the raging fire suddenly became crazy and swallowed the entire meditation room. The flames were like the minions of wild beasts, spreading unscrupulously. Thick smoke rolled into the sky, illuminating the dark night sky.

The hot high temperature distorted the air, the roaring and surging flames, and the explosions kept exploding.

However, in just a few breaths, the Zen room turned into a sea of ​​fire.

In the Zen Room covered by the sea of ​​fire, Ao Wu, a little white dragon who had just been surrounded by the fire, suddenly let out an excited low moan, and the dragon's body soared and swam into the sea of ​​fire. The surging fire was like ordinary air and could not cause any harm to her. Instead, she opened the dragon kiss and spewed out a light blue flame. The fire that had originally just enveloped the Zen Room suddenly surged in the storm, but in an instant, it slammed at the entire Zen Temple like a surging wave.

The meditation halls and halls are burning.

The monks nearby saw the fire rising and retreated continuously, but some monks were still swallowed by the flames, and the fire ignited all over their bodies and screamed shrillly.

The flames exploded, and the shrill screams tore through the night sky. Even if Tang Monk was tired, he should wake up. As soon as he woke up, he saw that the Zen room was covered by surging flames, and outside the sea of ​​fire were the screams and shouts of monks.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"Get water to put out the fire!"

Seeing the sea of ​​fire and hearing the call for help, Tang Seng was not panicked, but just sighed softly: "Oh... something happened."

As soon as he sighed, he raised his head and glared at Sun Wukong, then turned to glaring at the little white dragon Ao Wu who was swimming in the sea of ​​fire, and scolded: "Stop making trouble, go and save people quickly, and call me all the dead to put out the fire!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong stood up slowly.

The little white dragon Ao Wu immediately took action and swam out of the sea of ​​fire.

The audience was anxious when they saw this.

[Yes, this is very calm. The anchor’s psychological quality is really good! But you are so lucky to save someone, and you will find a way out first. Be careful to burn you to death!]

[Spicy Chicken anchor, you don’t have any chance of life. I’m afraid that the Virgin Mary’s disease will be recurred. A bunch of scumbags will be burned to death!]

[Wow, good people, good people have a safe life, the boss is kind and does not care about past grudges, but would you think of a way to go out first?]

[I'm so angry, why are you going to get sick when you're fine? You're decisive when you kill the robber!]

It involves the lives of hundreds of people. Tang Monk had no time to argue with the audience, but instead urged Sun Wukong to put out the fire and save people.

After finally persuading Sun Wukong out, a black wind suddenly flew into the heat waves in the sky.

When Tang Monk saw the black wind, the weather was still far away, but the sound had arrived.

"This monk, his bald head is so bright! He must be something good in his mind. After I teach me to eat him, the poems will definitely go to the next level!"

As the heroic laughter resounded in the black wind, the little white dragon Ao Wu who was swimming out of the sea of ​​fire, and Sun Wukong, who had just walked out of the ruins of the Zen room, suddenly turned around and immediately turned to save the person.

But when Tang Monk saw the black wind coming, he hesitated for a moment and his expression became firm. He shouted loudly at the face of the dragon and the monkey: "You two stay for me to save people!"

As soon as Tang Monk finished speaking, he was swept into the black wind. The little white dragon who was swimming back stagnated and then turned back to put out the fire and saved people.

However, Sun Wukong stared at Heifeng with a cold expression. The body of the tin staff in his hand was almost broken by him. But after a brief hesitation, he finally smashed the ground with the nine-ring tin staff as if it were a thousand pounds. The earth shook, and the Zen room was about to collapse. When the gold energy surged on the tin staff, Sun Wukong lifted up heavily and then flew up the entire Zen room.

The silk wood chips burning with flames scattered.

When the fire rains fell, Sun Wukong strode into the ruins of the fire, picked up a monk who was squatting in the corner of the wall, and threw it hard into the fireless open space.

The expression was so cold that it was about to condense into ice.
Chapter completed!