Chapter 438

As long as it touches others, it can create a dream, which is a kind of magic. Xu Yangyi immediately thought of the Green Wing ghost face, with this, he can almost ensure that food dream hit the opponent. Once hit, immediately create hallucinations, not to say trapped the other side, at least the other side can not use magic power in ten seconds!

And ten seconds, can already be regarded as the turning point of the battle of the friars of building foundation!

"What is sacred about this Nanhua butterfly mother? Everything is a sword, but... I like it."

He smiles, looks at Wu Yue, and is about to step on the transmission line to the earth. Suddenly, in the broken body of Meng Xing beast, a dark light comes up. Then, a black hexagonal crystal, full of fist size, floated up slowly.

"Into a dream?" Xu Yangyi Leng Leng, then feel some incredible.

He had never seen such a big dreamer!

Before, it was the size of fingers. This piece is far larger than before!

If according to the dream crystal storage of a memory, or some things explained, this dream crystal, the storage of things in no small number!

Without hesitation, he grabbed it and crushed it with one hand.

This is not the dream of Nanhua butterfly mother. He has nothing to be afraid of.

In a flash, a crystal light flashed in front of his eyes, which made him close his eyes. When he opened it again, he was stunned in the same place.

He's not in the nightmare tunnel! But... Came to a desert!

"No... it's not that I moved. In this dream crystal, memory is stored. This memory brings my consciousness here. "

He is not a man in the desert, but... Overlooking all this with the eyes of God.

"Ding Dong... Ding Dong..." the melodious camel bell came from a distance. A thin middle-aged man, riding a camel, walked slowly in the desert.

There was an entourage beside him, also riding a camel. They obviously did not lose their way, nor did they worry about drinking water and food. They walked forward little by little.

The sun is like blood, the desert is like smoke, and the yellow sand is flying. I don't know how long they have been gone. Finally, the entourage speaks.

His voice, perhaps because of the dream buried in the dream crystal age, a mouth, as if the bell reverberated around.

"Mr. Che, how long before we get to Gandhara?"

Xu Yangyi's eyes suddenly sharpened.

Mr. Che?

Gandhara? Pengcheng once said the name, but it was not clear at that time.

He suddenly thought of many, want to return to the earth's heart, temporarily pressed the stop button.

He thought of wumie calling himself Ma Wen, the golden cudgel at the door, and a series of things in the dialogue between Pengcheng and wumie.

Open the cloud, there are too many secrets, and these secrets, I'm afraid, hidden in this dream crystal!

Mr. Che didn't speak, but walked step by step towards the sun. I don't know how long he walked. Everything in front of him became blurred. Maybe it was because there was nothing to remember in the middle. In front of Xu Yangyi's eyes, a piece of white fog surged up. A few seconds later, the white fog dispersed. He has seen a city whose style is by no means Central Plains.

There are not many people in the city, which seems to be close to Persian style. However, Xu Yangyi always feels that other people are a little vague.

"If only I could see more clearly." He thought to himself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the idea came to an end, the scene in front of him became clear, and his eyes narrowed as his spiritual consciousness swept everyone.

This... Is not human!

This place, there are people, but there is a small half, impressively half people and half demons!

Some of them are leopards on the upper part of their bodies, and some of them have a bird's head. However, whether they are human beings or demons, they all live in harmony in this city. Even many people and Demons squat down in front of the vendors to ask the price.

"Where on earth is this?"

The white fog rose again. After the fog dispersed, a Buddhist temple appeared this time. The middle-aged man stayed in the temple for a while.

"Gandhara, is this Gandhara? What does it have to do with kaiyunjie? " Xu Yangyi's eyes swept around. Sure enough, there were many Buddha statues around, but each one was vividly carved, and there was no freehand brushwork at all.

The memory in dream crystal repeats these monotonous scenes. Xu Yangyi's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Is such a big dream crystal recording these daily activities?

Ten minutes later, the dreamer became smaller. Just at this time, she suddenly changed.Outside the Buddhist temple, a black aura sneaked into the Buddhist temple at night. The voice murmured: "I smell the smell of an authentic monk... But the realm is not as good as this one, but... This person seems to be the carrier of the ten immortal bodies. If I can swallow it... I will be a gold elixir!"

Xu Yangyi quietly looked at all this.

Black aura, he did not notice where it came from, and the other party did not find Mr. Che.

The next day, at the same time, Xu Yangyi was absorbed in looking at the whole temple. At midnight, his eyes lit up and he finally found out the origin of blackness!

Outside the temple, there is a tomb. It's very strange. For human beings, it's too big. It's more than two meters high and three meters wide. Moreover, the tombstone is not an epitaph, but a horse.

"Horse... Horse plague... Is this the real origin of horse plague?" He pondered.

On the fourth day, the black aura finally found Mr. Che. After a cheering cry, he rushed into Mr. Che's body. From then on, Mr. Che got a serious illness, and began to grow numerous black and red scars on his body, and he became more and more sleepy.

Three days later, Mr. Che was dying, and the monks in the temple began to care for him. Only then did Xu Yangyi know that the horse turned out to be a god of the temple.

"No..." he frowned again: "no... the more I look at it, the more familiar I feel with the story... As if, where else have I heard it?"

Mr. Che's illness is getting more and more serious, and this memory, up to now, does not appear Mr. Che's name.

On the sixth day, Mr. Che began to have difficulty breathing. He grabbed the edge of the bed and said in a deep voice, "if I recover... I'd like to cut my hair to become a monk!"

On this day, the Buddha did not look after him.

On the seventh day, Mr. Che's life was on the line. Just when the abbot was ready to go over for him, suddenly the door was opened and several Shamis rushed in excitedly: "master Sanzang is coming! Master Sanzang is here! Mr. Che can be saved! "

Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, and his sense of strangeness became more and more strong.

This memory, the first appeared his familiar name!

Master Sanzang!

This name, ordinary monks absolutely dare not misuse! Sanzang is the general name of Jingzang, lvzang and lunzang in Buddhism. A person called master Sanzang means that he has a complete understanding of the Sanzang.

There are not many such monks, even Tianzhu!

"Master Sanzang... The golden cudgel outside..." Xu Yangyi licked his lips: "is it true that I want to witness a shocking secret?"

"As long as this story is related to journey to the west, as long as it can be confirmed..." he clenched his fist and didn't go on.

Then... Can prove, really have immortal!

Journey to the west, that's a myth, although I don't know how much it has made up. But if journey to the west is true... He will have a permanent goal!

Immortal... Is really above everything, permanent strong! And never die!

He became more and more concentrated, and he felt that the story had begun to enter the world.

In his memory, a small monk came in. Although it was a memory, Xu Yangyi could not help his aura when he saw the monk.

Jindan!

Immortal Jindan!

"The poor monk's sari is more and more demonic." The old monk put his hands together.

"Brush!" Xu Yangyi suddenly stood up, the name... He finally remembered the origin of this memory!

"Che Feng Chao! One of the fifty eminent monks of ancient China He looked solemnly at this memory: "no wonder I feel that this memory is a little familiar... Sheri Yuemo, master Sanzang, and Che Fengchao, he fulfilled his promise and was named..."

"Wukong!"

"It's a historical record. It's true! Because I don't know how many practitioners want to find out whether there is a fairyland from this monk who is both God and man! Fairyland did not find, but found the car in the dynasty of sariki! It's still full of aura. Experts speculate that he is at least a great monk in Yuanying realm! "

"God and man... Because..." his eyes flashed: "posterity, because of his and Tang Xuanzang's journey to the West story, ingenious fusion, wrote a book that has no answer in the field of practice - journey to the West!"

"And this is what Che Feng Dynasty experienced at that time!"

He looked down with blazing eyes.

In my memory, master Sanzang has cured Che Fengchao's illness. At this moment, countless golden handwriting flashed around him, and his hair seemed to be shaved by an invisible razor."The oath he made is a big one. Now, it's time for it to come true." Xu Yangyi nodded gently.

Instead of looking at him, sheriyue put his hands together: "benefactor, you have a great understanding of life and death, and everything is empty. Therefore, I give you the Dharma Title: Wukong. Would you like to? "

"I will." Che Fengchao replied immediately.

In the hands of the dream crystal, has only a very small piece. About the size of his fingernail, Xu Yangyi was filled with disappointment. It seems that this is the record of kaiyunjie's past. Although he had figured out a clue from CUHK, he didn't see what he wanted to see.

He had some general conjectures.

"Master Che, when he entered here, he lost his hair and became a monk. According to historical records, he was good at using sticks. Therefore, the outer one should be his weapon. "

"Not the monkey king." He gave a long sigh.

"Wumie, who calls himself Ma Wen, should be the ghost of the horse demon who was suppressed by Sherry Yue. Master Che has already made great contribution to nature. He just put down the butcher's knife and suppressed it here. "

"I don't know what kind of realm master Che has reached. There should be a realm where evil thoughts should be cut off. Taoism has three corpses to cut off, and Buddhism has a similar skill. Therefore, he cut off his evil thoughts and suppressed them here with Ma Wen. And this evil thought, for some unknown reasons, has become a dream beast. "

"It turns out that... this is the case