One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

"Well, Mr. Yinjiao really makes sense, but can you say it more profoundly?" Zhang Yang was so anxious that his head was sweaty. He can't think of a way now. If he has been crushed by the mountain, even if It is the golden bell that can hold on without being crushed, and that Zhang Yang can't go, sooner or later he will starve to death here.

Silver Horn really thought about it for a while, then walked up to Zhang Yang and asked very seriously: "Do you want to listen to more profound suggestions?"

Zhang Yang nodded with a guilty conscience: "The deeper the better, I must let me know what flaws in my craft are, so that I can make progress and make more delicious grilled fish for you."

King Silver Horn nodded, then stared and said with a serious face: "One word, bad!"

Zhang Yang was stunned, he asked: "Nothing?"

King Silver Horn hit the golden bell with a fist and shouted: "You idiot! Do you play with me as an idiot? Do I need to tell you how good your fish is? I tell you, you are dead. Now, you will never have a chance to be a fish again!"

He roared angrily, the blue veins on his forehead were all protruding, his face flushed, even redder than a monkey's butt, and then he uttered a mantra to Zhang Yang loudly: "I am the strongest to move the mountain by the mountain, move the mountain all over! "

Originally, King Silver Horn roared so angrily, Zhang Yang was still a little scared, because he was the first monster to become such a monster in front of Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang also wondered if she would have irritability.

However, when this cute-sounding spell was pronounced aloud by him, Zhang Yang burst into laughter with a "pouch", and he clasped his stomach and laughed in a mess.

Seeing Zhang Yang laughed so much that his saliva spurted out, the silver corner king looked blank, his voice was very calm and asked: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhang Yang laughed until he couldn't speak, so he waved his hand to indicate that he couldn't speak now. It wasn't until the third mountain that Mount Tai was pressed on top of Zhang Yang's head that he vaguely felt that something was wrong, because the golden bell began to fall to the ground. Sink in.

The golden bell is not physical. If it sinks into the ground, then the ground in the middle will be pressed together with the top of the golden bell, and Zhang Yang will be 100% crushed into fleshy flesh. There is no doubt about it.

He immediately reduced his smile, and then began to circulate in a hurry, trying to find a way to get out, but he couldn't think of any way.

King Silver Horn walked up to Zhang Yang, smiled, and said: "This is the end of the one who laughs at me, no matter how powerful you are, I don't believe that this mountain can't kill you. The people who learn from it should be around here, right? I will bring his head in front of you and let him accompany you."

Where can Zhang Yang take care of the life and death of the little gangster, he is now a mud bodhisattva and it is hard to protect himself. He watched the silver horn fly away from him, he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, now a little bit There is no way.

Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't get out in this state, he had to calm down and concentrate. There must be a way to crack any trick, as long as you calm down, you can find clues.

To calm himself down, Zhang Yang took off his clothes and meditated on the ground. Little by little, the sound of the golden bell sinking into the ground came from his ears, and his heart was terribly nervous, but he didn't think of any way. The sweat on his forehead was streaming down like rain.

If according to the original story of Journey to the West, King Yinjiao had pressed Monkey King down the mountain. He recalled that Wukong had carried two big mountains in succession, Mount Xumi and Mount Emei. But when Mount Tai came down, he was pressed down. His three corpses were awkward, and his seven orifices spurted blood, showing how heavy the weight of this mountain was, almost crushing Wukong to death.

Now it seems that Zhang Yang still has a hint of happiness. It seems that he is a little better than Wukong. Immediately, Zhang Yang remembered that Wukong was able to get away when he called the land and the five directions to reveal the truth, but he was not the Monkey King, the great sage Sun Wukong, can he call the land and mountain gods out?

Anyway, he has to try, so he yelled: "The land! The **** of mountains! That I am the publicity who protects the hooligans from going to the west to learn the scriptures, and now I am under the mountain, can it be convenient to save me? what?"

However, except for the sound of running water, there was no movement. Zhang Yang wondered if only Wukong could call the mountain **** and land? Thinking of this, he deliberately suppressed his throat, made his voice as sharp as possible, and then shouted again: "Old man of the land! Old man of the mountain god! Give me... to my old grandson! It doesn't seem to be right. Come out for Grandpa Sun!"

However, time passed, and there was still no movement, Zhang Yang was completely panicked. Now I don't know if he is in despair, even the gods have not come out to rescue him, Zhang Yang only feels chills.

At this moment, the fascinating Changsheng suddenly emerged from the ground again. He was outside the golden bell, then looked at the naked publicity and asked: "Why don't the donors respect themselves.?"

If Zhang Yang hadn't been crushed by the mountain now, Zhang Yang would definitely have beaten him, but now the situation is different and he is not in the mood to take care of Changsheng. Changsheng felt boring when he couldn't help but sit in front of Zhang Yang and meditate like him.

Zhang Yang was naked and looked very upset. He began to put on his clothes. When he stood up and put on his pants, his head suddenly hurt. When he looked up, he hit the top of the golden bell.

This is terrible, the golden bell has sunk to such an extent, Zhang Yang feels as if his protagonist's aura has run out.

Changsheng looked at him like this, shook his head and said, "It's so pitiful. He was killed by his own divine weapon."

Zhang Yang looked at Changsheng and said angrily: "Do you still remember you calling me father? Now your father is in trouble. You are still mocking and sarcasm like a okay person. Standing by, you are simply unfilial."

Unexpectedly, hearing him say this, Changsheng got angry, he stood up and pointed at Zhang Yang and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I call your father? Are you dreaming!"

Zhang Yang saw that he didn't seem to be pretending, so he said, "It seems that you really don't remember."

Changsheng asked, "Don't remember what?"

Zhang Yang said: "It turns out that you have a schizophrenia and a split personality. Forget it, then I won't care about you."

Changsheng Yin and Yang gave a weird "hum", and said, "Careful? You don't even look at your own situation, but you dare to care about me."

Zhang Yang is sitting on the ground now, the top of the golden bell is just above his head, and it is sinking continuously at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Yang sighed and said, "Oh, it seems that Journey to the West is over like this. If my apprentices were here, it would be great, Wukong, if you were there, you would definitely be able to save me..."..