The next morning, Miao Kong followed the first batch of people into Hangzhou.
The first thing he did after entering the city was to go to the Hidden Spirit Temple. The Crazy Monk was one of the people who volunteered to join the game. Wonder Fantasy wanted to ask him some questions.
However…
"Uncle-Master Daoji has gone out to travel. I don't know when he will return.”
Miao Kong returned in disappointment. However, this was also the norm for a crazy monk. He basically didn't stay in Hidden Spirit Temple all year round.
The mysterious dragon's head and tail were like a big shot like the crazy monk who played around in the world.
It was just like how Miao Kong did not know where Lianhua, the big shot who walked the human world, was.
"Alright, since no one can answer my doubts, I'll do it myself.”
Miao Kong walked on the streets of Hangzhou City. Although he had some doubts, since no one could explain it, he had to figure it out bit by bit.
He would find it eventually.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly exploded with a loud thunder. The sound was so loud that the leaves rustled.
Miao Kong stopped in her tracks and subconsciously covered her chest with her hand.
"This is…"
To ordinary mortals, that thunder was just an abnormal phenomenon, but to a cultivator like Miao Kong…
"Outer Dao aura…"
Miao Kong looked up at the sky and could vaguely catch a glimpse of paleness.
"It can't be true, right?"
"What do you mean?"
Miao Kong's ears pricked up when someone was talking to him.
"I heard that a madman came to West Lake and threatened to fish for dragons! Was Grandpa Dragon King angry with the thunder just now?”
"You're bragging and fishing for dragons? It would be difficult to catch a loach, it was just a sensationalist.”
Miao Kong's expression remained the same after hearing these words. He took a step forward and used Spatial Bending to head straight for West Lake.
Two unusual things happened at the same time. Miao Kong would never believe that they were unrelated.
When they reached the West Lake, Miao Kong stood on the Broken Bridge.
As expected, on a beach not far away, an old man wearing a bamboo hat sat cross-legged. The bamboo hat was wide and his face could not be seen clearly. He held a fishing rod that was more than ten feet long in his hand and seemed to be fishing.
Behind the old man stood a group of people who were watching the show. They were pointing at the old man.
"Do you think this old man is crazy? Fishing dragons?"
"Legend has it that there is indeed a Dragon King in West Lake, but it is only a legend.”
"Ah, if there's nothing to do, just treat it as a joke.”
……
Miao Kong opened his eyes. His eyes were burning with Buddhist light as he looked at the old man fishing the dragon.
Mortals?
Miao Kong frowned. Ksitigarbha's Dharma Eye was a divine ability in Ksitigarbha's protective spell. It was said that it was inherited from the divine beast Diting under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
It was the top divine power of the Three Realms, Illusion-breaking. Back on West Lake, Miao Kong could see a trace of wonder when he looked at the lotus flowers with this divine power.
Of course, it also had something to do with Lianhua not hiding his identity.
But no matter what, it was ridiculous that he couldn't see anything under the Dharma Eye of Ksitigarbha.
Could it be that the True Lord Buddha had descended to show his divinity?
As for whether the old man was a real mortal? Don't joke around.
"Sou!"
At this moment, the fishing rod in the old man's hand suddenly bent, and the fishing line made a buzzing sound, as if something had really taken the bait!
"Hahahahaha!"
"The old dragon has taken the bait!"
The old man laughed loudly. He stood up with the trembling fishing rod in one hand and lifted it up. Then, he looked around and locked his eyes on Miao Kong on the broken bridge.
"That little monk! Come and help!"
Miao Kong was stunned when he heard that. He thought for a while and walked over silently, placing one hand on the fishing rod.
"Oh…"
The indescribable pure power made Miao Kong's body tilt to the side.
The blood essence in his entire body was impacted by that pure force.
He came back to his senses and quickly held the fishing rod with both hands. Only then did he have the chance to look at the old man fishing for dragons.
A plain old face came into view.
"Brat, don't hide anymore. Use your Divine Feet Strength.”The old man laughed at Miao Kong.
"Senior, capturing a dragon is as easy as flipping your hand.”
Miao Kong replied, but he still did as he was told. Buddhist light surged around his body, and the divine power of the Buddhist Scripture of Mountain-Shifting Warriors was suddenly activated!
"Ha!"
Miao Kong shouted loudly. His blood and Qi surged, and the dragon on his back shot out a brilliant glass light, strengthening his entire body and evolving a divine power.
The surrounding crowd was dumbfounded. They hurriedly knelt on the ground and chanted Amitabha, Dragon King, and so on.
The sudden burst of divine power stabilized the fishing rod for a moment and began to wrestle with the being that was caught.
It was strange that the fishing rod actually withstood the force of billions of pounds from both sides without any damage.
Who was this old man?
Miao Kong subconsciously looked at the old man who was holding the fishing rod with one hand.
The old man chuckled and said in a low voice,"Brat, someone told me to tell you that he has already arranged everything in the netherworld and Fengdu. You can move freely in the netherworld.”
Miao Kong was stunned. Who was this old man? Who was he?
How did he know that he was going to the netherworld?
He even attacked Fengdu and the Netherworld?
The Giant Mouth Ghost King was the only clue Miao Kong had. If he wanted to continue exploring, he had to go to the netherworld.
But how did the other party know?
Wait a minute…
Miao Kong suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and looked at the old man in shock.
"You guessed it?"
The old man's smile was very unscrupulous, and it had the charm of a crazy monk.
Miao Kong nodded silently. He had used 60% of his strength, but now, he was using it with all his might!
Since it was this big shot, there was nothing to worry about!
No wonder Ksitigarbha Dharma Eye couldn't see through this old man.
He was the one who created the technique. Wasn't it a joke to want to see through the true owner?
That's right, this old man was none other than Truth Listener.
The divine beast under Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was said to be able to investigate all existences in the Three Realms.
Only this person could casually pass on Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's words. Only Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had the confidence to say that he had arranged Fengdu and the underworld.
"Martial Granduncle, what are you plotting?”
Miao Kong asked softly. Truth Listener and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva were not simply master and servant. Instead, they were both teachers and friends. Miao Kong was not wrong to call him granduncle.
After all, according to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's seniority, Tang Sanzang had to address Di Ting as Uncle-Master when he saw him.
"What do you mean by conspiracy? Does this brat know how to speak?"
Truth Listener rolled its eyes and said,"In any case, the mission Ksitigarbha gave me was to fish this old dragon up. After that, I have nothing to do."”
After saying that, Di Ting exerted force in his hand!
"Roar!"
The red dragon rose from the West Lake and was a thousand feet long!
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