Zen Master Wuchao took Zhang Yang back to Wuchao. Unlike before, a chessboard appeared in Wuchao. There were dense square lines on the chessboard, and there were three white chess pieces in the plate. There were a bamboo tube for chess outside the chessboard, and there were countless black chess inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang said to Zen Master Wuchao: "Stop playing chess, hurry up and get rid of those three evil deeds. I really can't help it!"

The Zen Master Wuchao smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, holy monk, if you are a real sword and a gun, you may not be their opponent, so I helped you find this chessboard and let you kill them step by step by step by step by playing chess."

Zhang Yang didn't quite understand what he meant, but looking at the three white chess pieces, you could almost guess that they represented Wukong, Bajie and White Dragon Horse. Then he asked, "Tell me how to play Go? Or Go?"

Zen Master Wuchao shook his head and explained: "The method of playing chess is very simple. The white chess on the chessboard means that your three bad disciples can be moved, and these black chess can be used to trap them, with a large number of them.

As long as you keep playing black chess around the three of them, constantly underground, and constantly trapping them, they will sooner or later be exhausted. Wouldn't it be great to kill them one by one at that time!"

When Zhang Yang heard it made sense, he picked up the bamboo tube that was used to hold the chess with his left hand, then reached in with his right hand and grabbed a black chess and threw it directly at the three white chess.

At the same time, Wukong and Bajie, who were resting in the foggy forest, heard some strange movements around them, and hurriedly got up and got together, becoming alert.

Bajie asked, "Brother Monkey, did you hear it? It seemed like the sound of a crow."

Wukong took out the golden cudgel from his ear and said, "Be careful, listen to the movement, the number seems to be a lot, and the person who comes is not good."

Bajie immediately took out the nine-toothed rake and observed the situation around Wukong back to back. Suddenly, the sky became dark instantly. They looked up and saw a dense crowd of black crows above their heads, sweeping down towards them.

Wukong waved the golden cudgel and turned it into huge size. He swept across and nearly half of the crow was killed. The rest continued to dive. Seeing this, Bajie threw the Nine-Type Rake into the air.

In an instant, the Nine-Toothed Rake transformed into a dragon-shaped creature with nine snake heads, moving at a rapid speed, and the nine heads split, biting all the remaining crows to death.

Seeing this, Wukong couldn't help but praise: "I can't tell that Bajie, your weapon is actually transformed by a monster, it's amazing."

Bajie put away the nine giant monsters and condensed them into nine-toothed rakes again, then tricked them in his hand twice, explaining: "This is an ancient water monster in Tianhe. Later, I was subdued by me, and it surrendered to me and became my weapon."

The white dragon horse under the Wuchao was also attacked by the crows. He turned into a white dragon, so he soared into the air, opened his mouth and emitted ultrasound, which shocked the crows to death. But when he wanted to fly to the Wuchao, he found that he was already in a transparent barrier and could not get out at all.

Zhang Yang in Wuchao could not hear the movement under the tree. He saw the black chess he threw down, and almost disappeared completely in an instant. He hurriedly asked, "Master, what's going on? Why are your chess piece missing?"

Zen Master Wuchao explained: "It was all destroyed by your three capable disciples, so I just said that you have to keep releasing black chess, otherwise they will come here soon and kill you."

Zhang Yang was stunned after hearing this, then directly turned the bamboo tube mouth down and poured out all the black chess inside.

Seeing this, Zen Master Wuchao asked hurriedly: "Holy Monk, you are so cruel."

Zhang Yang's eyes were covered with blood, and his consciousness seemed to be unclear. He smiled and said to Wuchao: "See, do they still want to kill me and let them taste my power, hahaha." The black chess in the bamboo tube are infinite, so as long as Zhang Yang maintains such a posture, the black chess will be poured out continuously.

Zen Master Wuchao shook his head, sighed, thinking: Guanyin Bodhisattva, it seems that this test cannot be passed, and those who seek the scriptures should also make a new choice.

On the other hand, Wukong and Bajie had just wiped out a group of crows, and this time another group appeared, with an astonishing number. What is different from the previous group is that these crows have green eyes and much bigger bodies, and sharp fangs can be seen protruding from the corners of their mouths.

Wukong said: "It seems that it is indeed related to Zen Master Wuchao. Maybe the bald donkey is in danger now. We can't sit still and wait for death. Let's find a way to leave here."

The two brothers held weapons and weakened the number of crows while trying to move elsewhere, but there were too many crows and soon surrounded them.

Bajie suggested at this time: "Brother Monkey, let's run to both sides, spread them apart, and then find ways to leave this maze so as to save the master." Then the two separated and moved in two directions. The group of crows behind them also scattered into two parts, following closely behind.

Zhang Yang in Wuchao saw that the two white chess that were closest to began to move. They were running against each other, and seemed to be planning to break out. Zhang Yang was not so cheap for them. He hurriedly moved the bamboo tube and sprinkled it in front of the two white chess, blocking their way, and forming an encirclement.

Before Wukong and Bajie ran far, they were blocked by the sudden group of crows. They were surrounded by black crows. Wukong pulled out his monkey hair and turned into several of his own clones, and then blocked the crow's attack from all directions. Bajie continued to turn the nine-toothed rake into a nine-headed water demon to attack the crow, and both of them became very dangerous.

I guess they were even more uncomfortable with Xiao Bailong. He didn't have that great ability. Even after transforming into a dragon, he was unable to move due to his huge body. His body had been torn several holes by the crows, and blood was flowing.

He had no choice but to turn into a human form and use his sword to attack the crows. He thought to himself that his master must have encountered some danger, so he rushed to break through the barrier to save him again. Unfortunately, the barrier was very powerful. He did not break it, so he fell to the ground and was surrounded by all the crows.

The crows kept tearing the little white dragon's body, biting him all over with blood, and finally exhausted and stopped resisting.

Zhang Yang looked at the white chess that gradually became transparent and asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Did I kill one of them?"

Zen Master Wuchao nodded and said with contempt: "Your little white dragon was killed by you. Congratulations, holy monk!" He pronounced the word holy monk very heavily.

But Zhang Yang could not hear anything in his words, but just shouted at himself: "It's great! I want to kick me to death, I'll kill you first!"
Chapter completed!