Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 606

Sanzang, who had just escaped from the disaster, encountered a monster again, and was even thrown directly into the pot of medicine, preparing to cook it into a pot of porridge.

The matter must start from the time when Tripitaka was deprived of luck and was thrown out of the temple.

On that day, San Zang, who was faint and frail, rode a stunned dragon horse and crossed the last darkness before dawn. As he walked, he lost his way and didn't know anything.

The leak in the room happened to be rainy nights, and his eyes were dim. When the cool breeze blew him, he was caught in the wind.

There is no medicine in the wilderness, the imprisonment inside Longma's body has not been removed, and the immortal family's methods cannot be used, so that this small disease almost killed the holy monk.

Bailong had no choice but to have his own mutilated body. He fed Sanzang with pure dragon blood, expelled the cold from his body, and filled his hungry viscera.

With the help of the dragon's blood, Sanzang recovered from a serious illness, and forced to endure his physical discomfort, rushing to find a source of food.

In this way, inadvertently, a golden light twinkling, colorful pagoda appeared in front of him.

Hunger urges him to keep coming forward, turning over and dismounting, breaking the steps to get started.

When his vision dimmed, he suddenly raised his head and saw a monster with a pale yellow face lying on the stone bed, white fangs, fluffy temple hair, hooked nose and eagle beak, and wearing a light yellow tent.

Sanzang was horrified and horrified, and the muddled soul suddenly awoke, and cautiously retreated to the door, but didn't know that this monster had already discovered his trace.

"Jin Chanzi, enter the bright top of my Wanzi Mountain, and still want to leave calmly?" Huangpao Guai glanced at it and recognized Sanzang's identity. He was surprised and suspicious in his heart at the moment, happy and worried.

To my astonishment, he obviously didn't do anything, so why did the other party throw himself into the net.

The question is whether there will be tricks and calculations.

The good news is that if I can really get the reincarnation of this golden cicada, my heart disease for a long time can be cured.

What is worrying is, where are the grandson monkey and Vegeta now?

Sanzang paused slightly, then turned his eyes and said, "The Demon King is afraid that he has admitted the wrong person, and the little monk is not a golden cicada."

"In the past, you and I had a long conversation, sitting and talking, even if you reincarnated thousands of times, I will not forget your unique aura. However, you seem to have really changed a lot, and now you are lying."

Huangpaoguai picked up a long knife, with dazzling blue light, and walked towards Sanzang step by step, with a hideous expression on his face.

In fact, it was a coincidence that the two reunited after a long absence.

This time he went to the world, completely because he had a thorough understanding of his heart and his feelings after experiencing a loss of soul.

In order to rescue her childhood sweetheart, Baihua Shame, the maid of the Phixiang Temple, sacrificed in the battle of the palace.

He willingly gave up the status of the god of the stars, abolished his immortal body, removed the immortal bones, and turned into a monster of the lower realm, finally in exchange for the opportunity of the opponent's reincarnation and rebirth.

Who ever thought that the fairy after reincarnation has long lost her memory, and there is no shadow of him in the world.

For this reality, he was angry, hated, and powerless, and finally chose to accept it.

However, he didn't want to deceive Baihua ashamed, so he didn't hide his identity as a monster, so that he had a wrong start, which became a reality that is now almost tragic.

Husband and wife have been together for more than ten years, and Bai Huashao has never been true to him.

Despite this, he still couldn't choose to let go. Over the years, he had been looking for magical medicine to cast a fairy foundation for Baihua Shame.

The reason is to live with her forever.

It's a pity that Baihua has no such idea at all.

Even after taking countless sacred fruit magical medicines, he was still reluctant to practice.

What's afraid is to live with this monster for more time.

Just eating and not refining, the majestic medicinal power gradually drained cleanly from her body.

The Huangpao Monster urgently needs the opportunity to make her ascend to the sky in one step and turn the mortal into an immortal.

Now, Tang Sanzang, who has thrown himself into the net, is undoubtedly for him to send a pillow before the sleeper, and he came in time.

After drawing on many fairies and grabbing Sanzang, he was sluggish and wasting time.

Leaving a lesson to save opportunities for the Westbound protectors, the Huangpaoguai talked with Sanzang while summoning a big tripod.

An immortal flame was ignited under the cauldron, and the fragrant wine was boiled in the cauldron.

He kept throwing plants of great medicines, precious treasures, and immortal grasses into the cauldron, making the wine more mellow.

Even before the life and death crisis, San Zang couldn't hold back the sliding of his throat.

Before long, the medicine was cooked and the wine was boiled. The yellow robe monster shattered all of Sanzang's clothes in his hand, condensing spiritual energy and real water, constantly washing his body, and washing all the dirt away.

If he eats it himself, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, just swallow it directly in his belly.

But to make his wife Baihua ashamed to eat human flesh, this effort is indispensable.

Seeing that the dirt was washed away, the Huangpao Monster stopped dropping the real water, waved his long arm, and wind was generated in the virtual room, rolled up Sanzang, and smashed it into the boiling water.

The water splashed, Sanzang couldn't help letting out a muffled hum, and his bronzed skin was instantly red, with extensive burns, and the picture was miserable.

For relics, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and perception is the same.

The relics are the void aspects of all dharmas, which do not arise or die, are not dirty or clean, and do not increase or decrease.

Sanzang closed his eyes and endured the pain, silently reciting the "Heart Sutra" taught to him by Zen Master Wuchao in his heart.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting, a thin layer of white Buddha light bred out of the soul, passing through the internal organs, and the eight channels of odd meridians.

From the countless pores on the skin, a radiant glow is projected to form a thin film, which envelops it.

At the same time, outside Wanzi Mountain, east fifteen miles, inside a piece of withered bamboo forest.

Sha Wujing draws the water as a mirror, silently looking at the scene of Sanzang being robbed in the mirror, and secretly said:

"At this level, why hasn't the law protector appeared yet? After being deprived of luck, even Tiandao no longer cares for this once destined son?"

The reality did not allow him to think about it longer, and the Huangpao Monster soon discovered the anomaly of Sanzang.

With a mocking look on his face, he increased the intensity of the real fire, and the thin white light was completely defeated in an instant.

Tripitaka is dying.

"Damn, Sanzang is at stake, and the guardian god is no longer there. Is it possible that I should not save him? It's really laughable." Sha Wujing frowned, and his tone was bad, reflecting a worse mood.

He knew the identity of the old demon opposite, and knew how high his personal combat power was, so he didn't want to provoke him.

Even if it benefits from the illusory virtues of Heaven, this transaction will only make a loss but not make a profit.

It's just that he can't just watch Sanzang die here.

Even if you have to die, the merits of changing heaven and earth cannot fall into the hands of others.

Taking a deep breath and making up his mind, Sha Wujing raised his right hand and grabbed it to the water mirror in front of him.

In the Wanzi Mountain, among the stone towers, a huge palm formed by boundless mana flew out of the shining void cracks, grabbed the giant cauldron, and flew back quickly. *

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