After seeing off Sun Wukong, Su Yun lay bored on the rattan chair and hummed a little song leisurely.

Shang Yang cleaned in the dining room. No one could tell that he was once a powerful ancient monster.

"Anyway, it's okay to be idle. Why not study the Hongmeng purple qi and then go to Wuzhuang Temple to fulfill the last wish of the ancestor Hongyun."

Su Yun suddenly sat up from the rattan chair, without avoiding suspicion, and directly took out the Hongmeng purple air.

As soon as the Hongmeng purple aura appeared, a mysterious aura surged out of the entire chef's palace, as if it was in the chaos of Hongmeng.

Shang Yang, who was cleaning, was extremely jealous when he saw this.

This is the rare Hongmeng purple aura in the world!

He, Shang Yang, searched for most of his life, and finally saw the true face of Hongmeng purple Qi. It was such a blessing in three lives!

Feeling the deep envy in Shang Yang's eyes, Su Yun looked calm and poked out a ray of spiritual consciousness and merged into the purple air.

This Hongmeng purple Qi is the divine object of the quasi-saintly powerful man who has advanced to saints, and of course it is only suitable for powerful men who want to follow the path of merit and become saints.

As for the use of strength to prove the Tao and the use of body to combine the Tao, there is no need for Hongmeng purple qi.

Although Su Yun is not a quasi-saint powerhouse at present, he doesn't know which path he will take to become a saint in the future.

But he always has a long-term vision and usually makes preparations. After all, eggs cannot be placed in one basket.

I saw his spiritual sense merged into the Hongmeng purple qi, but was quickly repelled again.

"Hmm? Why is this?"

This was the first time he had seen this.

You know, in the Chef God Palace, his spiritual consciousness has been systematically enhanced.

Even Shang Yang in the quasi-saint realm is far inferior to himself in terms of spiritual power.

At this moment, Shang Yang reminded:

"Sir, if you want to refine this Hongmeng purple qi, you need to have enough merit, that is, the power of luck..."

The power of luck?

Su Yun's mouth was suspicious.

No wonder this Hongmeng purple qi is only used to become saints of merit, because only strong people who accumulate merit and fortune can refine it!

But for ordinary people, how difficult is it to obtain merit?

They need to make great contributions to the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

It is precisely because of this that the great saints in ancient times scrambled to create teachings and teach the world, which was actually just to gain merit and fortune.

After understanding this, Su Yun smiled faintly.

For others, it is extremely difficult to obtain merit and luck.

But for him, he only needs to pack a takeaway or complete the tasks given by the system!

"I am now in the fortune of Journey to the West. As long as I go to Wuzhuang Temple and fulfill the wish of the ancestor Hongyun, I will get another fortune of Journey to the West!"

Su Yun's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the fastest and most convenient path to becoming a saint!

Immediately, he greeted Shang Yang and planned to go to Wuzhuang Temple alone.

...

A few hours later, his figure appeared outside Wuzhuang Temple.

The fairy spirit outside is floating outside, and the green plants can be seen several feet high everywhere. The largest one is the ginseng fruit tree inside the view, with lush branches and leaves, shining with brilliant golden brilliance in the sun.

"The Wuzhuang Temple is also considered on the way to the west. I wonder if I can sign in here!"

Su Yun had a sudden inspiration and did not miss any opportunity to check in.

"Ding! Congratulations on signing in successfully and gaining magical powers: the universe in the sleeve!"

"It's actually a magical power!"

Su Yun was ecstatic. The universe in his sleeve was not an ordinary magical power, but a special skill of the Earth Immortal Zhen Yuanzi!

In the prehistoric era, Zhen Yuanzi didn't know how many powerful people he used this magical power to attract.

In the later Journey to the West, even Sun Wukong could only submit under this magical power, which was enough to show its power!

However, for Su Yun, this magical power is good to use to hold items. As for killing enemies, it is not as good as a palm of his own!

After obtaining the magical power, Su Yun smiled with satisfaction and stepped to the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, knocked on the door and waited.

After all, I came to send off the remnant soul of the ancestor Hongyun, so I was not here to fight, but to go to the main entrance to be more harmonious.

However, for a long time, the door of Wuzhuang Temple was opened.

The two boys opened the door, the breeze and the bright moon.

"Who are you?"

Su Yun bowed and smiled:

"I am the owner of Fangcunshan Chef God Palace. If you have something important to ask for a meeting with Zhenyuanzi Daxian. I would like to ask two friends to inform me."

"Chef Palace?"

Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at each other and shook their heads. They had never heard of such a force in the Three Realms.

However, they were very familiar with Fang Cunshan, which was the temple of Bodhi Patriarch.

Since this shop owner comes from Fangcunshan, he must have something to do with Bodhi Patriarch.

As soon as he thought of this, the two nodded slightly and said:

"Please wait a moment, please."

After talking, they closed the Zhuhong gate again and went to report.

But after a while, no one came to reply.

Seeing this, Su Yun smiled helplessly. The name of his chef's palace was too small. Even the two boys dared to throw themselves out...

However, for the sake of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortal, Su Yun did not have the same knowledge as them.

But at this moment, a sudden explosion sounded from Wuzhuang Temple.

Then, an extremely powerful force spread out in all directions.

The big tree in a radius of several miles was broken in the waist, and even the ginseng fruit tree was rustling.

"Is this the quasi-saintly aura?"

Su Yun was stunned. Although he was not a quasi-saint powerhouse, there was a quasi-saint powerhouse in his Chef Palace, so he was very familiar with this aura.

Immediately, he pushed open the gate of Wuzhuang Temple and headed towards the blasting sound.

I saw that there was chaos in Wuzhuang Temple, and countless boys were knocked to the ground by the powerful force, and even the breeze and bright moon were vomiting blood.

"No, the ancestor's power is unstable and he is obsessed with the devil!"

"Everyone, you're out of control!"

The boys escaped from the hall in panic. Their bodies were covered in blood, and some even had their arms broken.

When Su Yun appeared outside the hall, he happened to see the injured Qingfeng and bright moon.

Qingfeng Mingyue was slightly stunned, then said furiously:

"Bold, you dare to trek into Wuzhuang Temple!"

As soon as their voice fell, they suddenly heard the rumbling sound of wind in their ears.

He turned around suddenly and saw a giant hand flying out of the hall and blasting towards them.

"Old ancestor!"

The two of them were so scared that their faces turned purple, and they recognized the owner of the giant hand at a glance.

I thought I was going to die, but Su Yun's body flashed and blocked them.

"boom!"

Su Yun also turned his hand back and defeated the giant hand.

"kindness?"

In the hall, an old and suspicious voice came.

Qingfeng Mingyue was scared and sweated. Looking at the young man who was angrily scolded by them, they both thanked and ashamed.

"Don't, thank you for helping the emperor!"

Su Yun did not speak, but secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just now, he used the invincible golden body without hesitation. If he was one second later, these two boys would be dead!
Chapter completed!