HCB Chapter 373 Jin Chanzi Appears, 666's Twisted Fate
Chapter 373 Jin Chanzi Appears, 666's Twisted Fate
Snapped!
On Flower Fruit Mountain, an innocent passerby landed face down right in front of Yang Jiao.
Mosquito Taoist sniffed it; the scent was very familiar.
Then her eyes crinkled into a smile, and she pointed at the motionless, seemingly lifeless person, saying:
"It came from the primordial era again."
The Six-Eared Macaque was slightly embarrassed at this moment, not expecting that his move would actually knock someone down.
Yang Jiao squatted down in front of the man, poked his shoulder with her finger, and when she lifted her finger, there was a black mark on her fingertip.
It was a severe blow; the person was completely blackened.
"Are you ok?"
She asked softly.
Then, the man suddenly raised his head, spat out a mouthful of dirt, and revealed his true face.
Yang Jiao looked closely and exclaimed in shock:
"Jin Chanzi?!"
Her gaze fell on the Six-Eared Macaque, she swallowed hard, and belatedly realized—so this was the second time Tang Sanzang had been beaten in Journey to the West.
No wonder he's so skilled.
I've gained experience.
Jin Chanzi immediately stood up. He was flying just fine, just passing by when a beam of light struck him and knocked him to the ground before he could react.
commit a sin.
Who hit me?
The six-eared macaque silently raised one paw.
Jin Chanzi immediately kicked him.
"Can you just throw magic into the sky like that? It wouldn't be good if it hit a child!"
The six-eared macaque wanted to hide, but it held back.
After taking a hard kick, he remembered this person.
Then Jin Chanzi turned around and looked at Yang Jiao, who was staring blankly, and greeted her, saying:
What are you doing here?
After saying that, he looked around again and asked, "Where is this?"
Yang Jiao remained silent, for fear that if she opened her mouth, she would say that this was her disciple's hometown.
Well, it's still the fake monkey's hometown where I'll give you a good whack.
Yang Jiao didn't even dare to imagine how long the Six-Eared Macaque would hold a grudge after that kick. When Jin Chanzi was reincarnated as Tang Sanzang, he would beat him ruthlessly without any enlightenment or magical power.
Mosquito Taoist was an old acquaintance of Golden Cicada.
The two had crossed paths during the primordial era.
"Mosquito Taoist!"
Upon seeing her, Jin Chanzi gritted his teeth and shouted, then his five fingers formed a claw as he launched a surprise attack on her.
This sudden turn of events happened too quickly, and both of them were quite strong. Before Yang Jiao could even see clearly, their palms had already clashed.
The two forces collided, unleashing a tremendous impact.
Although the Six-Eared Macaque was also born at the same time as them, its strength was far inferior to the two of them because of the principle that "the law is not passed on to six ears." It was shaken back several steps by the energy released by the impact.
Yang Jiao is even more out of the question.
A Golden Immortal whose cultivation level is suppressed.
He was sent flying by the clash between the two Ronaldo legends.
It crashed into the spirit stone with a thud.
"elder sister!"
Sun Wukong paced anxiously inside, his fists clenched tightly.
"Yang Jiao!"
Seeing this, Mosquito Taoist waved his hand away from Golden Cicada's hand, quickly walked up to Yang Jiao, and kept looking at her:
"Are you alright? Would you like to eat a ginseng fruit to replenish your energy?"
I dare not eat ginseng fruit.
Yang Jiao was afraid that the spiritual energy was too strong and she would explode again.
The back pain is really bad.
She looked at Jin Chanzi, who had suddenly become so angry, and coughed to calm herself down before asking:
"So ruthless?"
There was no warning whatsoever.
But Jin Chanzi still looked furious.
Yang Jiao glanced at the somewhat guilty expression on Mosquito Taoist's face, then used her strength to stand up. She put her hands behind her back and exchanged a palm strike with Kongkong in the stone to indicate she was alright before staring at Mosquito Taoist and asking:
"what happened?"
Mosquito Taoist snorted and turned his head away, saying somewhat hesitantly:
"He couldn't beat the mosquitoes himself, so he was captured by the Western Church and became their disciple, and he still holds a grudge against the mosquitoes."
"Is that so?" Jin Chanzi roared in anger, a hint of grievance even appearing in his eyes as he stared at Mosquito Daoist. He gritted his teeth and said, "Think about it carefully."
Completely bewildered, Yang Jiao looked at this and then that, and suddenly said in a deep voice:
"What exactly happened?"
The Mosquito Taoist looked up at the sky, stammering as he stared at his fingers:
"I met him not long after I developed intelligence."
"And then?" Yang Jiao pressed.
"Both the mosquito and he are ferocious beasts from ancient times. If they meet, one of them is bound to die."
Yes, the nature of ferocious beasts is to kill and plunder, but neither of them died.
Jin Chanzi's cheeks were noticeably taut.
He said, his back teeth almost grinding to powder:
"I'd accept it even if she beat me to death!"
however,
As Jin Chanzi spoke, he recalled that distant yet unforgettable memory...
He was lying on a dead tree when he met Mosquito Taoist.
A person's innate intelligence is hard to change once it is born.
When ferocious beasts meet, blood often spills on the spot.
The two of them were no exception, and so they started fighting.
Originally a cicada, he was even more ferocious than a mosquito. A moment later, he had already slashed open the mosquito Taoist's abdomen with his forelimbs.
The fact that a portion of Mosquito Taoist's true nature was revealed made him even more excited.
Just as I was about to bite her to pieces!
"I don't know where an even more terrifying aura came from, but I didn't even see it before I was struck from behind!"
Mosquito Taoist looked up and began to recall:
"Anyway, back in the prehistoric times, mosquitoes often saw that hand-like monster."
Yang Jiao asked curiously:
"Even if a one-handed monster attacks you, you shouldn't hold a grudge against a mosquito."
Jin Chanzi broke down.
"Shouldn't you hold a grudge against her?"
He fiddled with his clothes, which were the robes of a disciple of the Western Sect, and said in a cold voice:
"It was one thing to hit me, but that giant hand that appeared out of nowhere threw me right in front of Jieyin. At that time, there were hardly any people in the Western Sect, and he chanted scriptures in front of me every day, telling me that he wanted to convert me!"
Yang Jiao remained silent.
She already knew whose large hand it was.
Isn't that the Styx Ancestor who secretly protected the Mosquito Daoist, one of the only two living beings in the Blood Sea?
Wasn't Jin Chanzi powerful?
No, he suffered because he didn't have any powerful connections.
"How many tens of thousands of years? How many tens of thousands of years! From one old man to two old men."
Jin Chanzi's blood was boiling, and he was so angry that his blood was flowing backwards:
"Do you know how difficult life is in the Western Church? It's more terrifying than the prehistoric world."
He could have cultivated himself into a powerful ruler!
In the end, he ended up chanting scriptures in a dilapidated Western church.
The root of the problem was a fight with Mosquito Taoist!
Jin Chanzi had a bitter pill to swallow but could not express it.
He didn't hate him? He wished he could chew up the mosquito-riding Taoist.
Yang Jiao immediately stood between them and tried to reconcile them:
"We're all from the same hometown, we're all from the same hometown."
After all, they were all primordial beings, and their origins still carried a few similar auras.
Mosquito Taoist suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed with delight:
"The mosquito remembered, I fought with mosquitoes in the primordial era, but I haven't seen them since."
Six-Eared Macaque: It's a good thing I didn't meet you back then, otherwise, he would most likely have ended up listening to sutras in the West.
Jin Chanzi: I'm so unlucky to have met you! I've seen all those ferocious beasts you've never seen before in the Western Sect!
Seeing the atmosphere becoming increasingly tense, Yang Jiao reassured her:
"It's been so many years, calm down. When fellow villagers meet, their eyes well up with tears."
She stood in the middle and spoke to Jin Chanzi in a kind and gentle voice:
"Don't you Western religions advocate predestined relationships? Today's predestined relationship is extraordinary, the three of you, it's like a prehistoric meeting."
Jin Chanzi.
Mosquito Taoist.
Six-eared macaque.
Do not!
Yang Jiao suddenly realized that Jin Chanzi was the real body.
They're amazing!
Six-winged cicada.
Six-eared macaque.
Hexawing blood mosquito.
This combination... just looking at the original body, it's wild.
Jin Chanzi chuckled.
First, the Mosquito Taoist fought with him, which resulted in him being thrown into the Western Sect.
Then, the Six-Eared Macaque casually swung his palm, knocking him from the sky down to Flower Fruit Mountain.
Jin Chanzi looked up at the sky and shouted:
"It's all a tragic fate!"