Sun Wukong rolled on the ground in pain and screamed repeatedly.
Jiang Han was a little shocked when he saw it. Although he knew that this Golden Hoop Incantation was unusual and very powerful, the feeling of seeing it with his own eyes was different.
To be able to torture a Perfected Golden Immortal to such a state, one could see the power of this Golden Hoop Incantation.
Jiang Han stared at the rolling Sun Wukong and carefully observed the tight hoop on his head, deducing some Taoist Connotation from it.
"This incantation is so powerful!”
At this moment, Tang Sanzang also stopped chanting.
He knew that the Golden Hoop Incantation could stop the two from fighting, but he didn't expect the spell to be so powerful that it could torture Sun Wukong to this extent.
After all, he had just taken in a disciple, so Tang Sanzang was unwilling to continue torturing him.
Sun Wukong sat up from the ground and looked at Tang Sanzang with resentment. He said,""Tang Sanzang, you saved my life. I wanted to repay you as your disciple and protect you on your journey. I didn't expect you to be like this when you came.”
Sun Wukong had just escaped from the suppression of the Five Elements Mountain, but he was already being tortured like this. How could he bear such a grievance? He turned around and left.
"Wukong!"
Seeing Sun Wukong somersault away like this, Tang Sanzang shouted loudly. He did not expect such a result.
It was not his intention to force this disciple he had just accepted to leave, but it was useless to regret it now.
"Venerable One, you don't have to worry too much. That monkey was just thinking too hard for a moment. It won't be long before he returns.”
Seeing Sun Wukong flee, Jiang Han advised.
"Will he come back?"
Hearing Emperor Gouchen's words, Tang Sanzang felt a little better.
"Of course. Alright, Venerable One, let's continue on our way. It won't be long before that monkey returns to the group.”
Jiang Han was confident that Sun Wukong would return.
It wasn't that he knew the other party well, but he believed in the power of Buddhism.
Buddhism had invested so much experience into Sun Wukong, the future Buddha. If he did not learn from the scriptures, he would not be able to complete the tribulation and become a Buddha.
How could those chess players behind the scenes agree to this?
Therefore, Sun Wukong had to return. It was only a matter of time.
Tang Sanzang did not know about these things, but since things had come to this, even if he was uneasy, he still had to continue with the matter of obtaining the scriptures.
Tang Sanzang and Jiang Han continued to move forward. Because they were on the way to obtain the scriptures, they couldn't use their divine powers to hurry up.
Therefore, the two of them set off in late autumn. It was already the cold day of the twelfth lunar month. The north wind was cold and slippery. Although it did not snow, the cold wind was still bone-piercing.
Today, the two of them arrived at a dangerous place. There were steep cliffs and rugged roads, and there were layers of steep mountains.
Looking at the boundary stone, it was written: Snake Coiling Mountain, Eagle Sorrow Stream.
Venerable One, I'm afraid that my disciple is about to arrive.”
When Jiang Han saw the Boundary Stele, he remembered the conversation he had with the Jing River Dragon King and said.
"The Emperor's disciple?"
Sun Wukong had yet to return. As the instigator, Tang Sanzang was a little unhappy. Hearing Jiang Han's words, he asked doubtfully.
"It's here!"
Just as Jiang Han and Tang Sanzang were talking, the pool below suddenly bubbled violently, as if something huge was about to rush out.
A dragon emerged from the water, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. Its dragon claws were powerful, as if it was galloping in the clouds and waves.
This was a small white dragon. Its entire body was extremely white without a single stray hair. Its claws and teeth were like swords, and it was extremely ferocious.
Although the horse that Tang Sanzang was riding now was a fine steed carefully selected by the Human Emperor, it was still just an ordinary horse. How could he not be afraid when he saw such a powerful creature like the dragon?
The fine steed was frightened and fled in a panic. At this moment, the little white dragon also opened its bloody mouth to kill the ordinary horse, scaring Tang Sanzang so much that his face turned pale.
"Don't be so arrogant!"
Seeing the little white dragon's action, Jiang Han immediately slapped forward with his palm. Boundless magic power surged out, causing the void to ripple.
Jiang Han's attack was not meant to take the little white dragon's life, but to suppress it. However, even so, the roaring waves were all repelled.
"Roar!"
When the little white dragon saw that someone was attacking it, it roared and gave up on devouring the good steed. Instead, it attacked Jiang Han.
"So you want to see how strong I am. Hmph, I've been underestimated!”
Seeing the other party's actions, the little White Dragon immediately understood what he was planning. He snorted coldly and increased the strength of his hand.
Under the effect of the great magic power, the space was extremely viscous, as if it had been imprisoned. The little white dragon had no ability to resist and was directly hit by this slap, falling into the water.
"Emperor, this…"
Seeing Jiang Han's methods, Tang Sanzang was still in a state of shock.
After all, the other party had not really fought before. Now that he had seen his ability, he was naturally incomparably surprised.
"Venerable One, please be at ease. It's just that this disciple wants to test if I can be his master.”
Jiang Han said with a smile. Then, he looked into the pool. He had retracted his hand from the attack just now, so he did not hurt the other party. There would not be any problems.
"Rumble!"
The surface of the water boiled again. A white figure flew out of the water and gracefully flew in front of the two. However, it did not look like a dragon, but a human.
The little White Dragon's smooth and fair face was cold and handsome. He was wearing a silk white shirt and holding a paper fan in his hand. He looked like a rich young master.
"Little White Dragon greets Master!"
The young nobleman introduced himself to Jiang Han. He was Ao Lie, the Third Prince of the West Sea Dragon King. He was trapped here because he had violated the heavenly law.
Of course, these were just excuses. The dragons had done it on purpose because they wanted to participate in the Journey to the West Cultivation Tribulation.
Jiang Han sized up the little white dragon. At the same time, he opened the system to check its strength.
[Name: Ao Lie
][Stage: Late Golden Immortal][
Bloodline: Five-clawed White
Dragon][Cultivation Method: Heavenly Dragon Technique
][Magical Treasure: Mid-grade Postnatal spiritual treasure][White Dragon Sword][
Mystical Powers: Summon the wind and rain, overturn rivers and seas, ride on clouds and mist]
Through the system, Jiang Han had a very intuitive understanding of the little white dragon's strength. The late Golden Immortal realm was nothing to him now.
However, the dragon race was extremely desolate now. With the little white dragon's age, he was a genius among the Four Seas 'dragon race.
"I already know about the Dragon Clan. Since you sincerely want to be my disciple, I will accept you as my disciple.”
When he saw the little white dragon kneel down and bow to him as a disciple, Jiang Han knew that the dragon race had the intention to rely on him, but he did not know how sincere it was.
Jiang Han understood that strength was everything in the Wilderness. The little white dragon was just the beginning, and it was also the foundation for his future.
After the little white dragon bowed and accepted the pearls and corals, Jiang Han let the little white dragon follow him.
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