Black and White Wuchang brought the monkey to the Yama Hall. The Yama Hall was quiet and full of ghosts. Sun Wukong, who was fearless for nine consecutive days, also shivered smartly when he came here.
After Black and White Wuchang brought the person there, he put away the Soul Hook and left without looking back. Sun Wukong felt that the inexplicable shackles in his body disappeared, and his whole person returned to his previous arrogant state.
The fierce King of Hell glanced at him, and the ghost next to him immediately stepped back behind him with a wink. "Who's down there?"
The King of Hell pretended not to recognize Sun Wukong in order to extract himself from the whirlpool.
Sun Wukong opened his spiritual eyes and realized that the King of Hell in front of him was not even half as advanced as him. He was very angry when he was caught for no reason, and now he jumped directly in front of the King of Hell and grabbed the King of Hell.
"I am fine in the Flower and Fruit Mountain, why did you bring me here?" Sun Wukong said in a bad tone, grinning at the King of Hell.
The King of Hell was also startled by Sun Wukong, and he hurriedly ordered the two ghost servants on the side: "You two have no eyes, why don't you find out quickly?"
It's just that although his expression is panicked, his eyes are as calm as water.
The two ghost officers were also very clever in stacking all the files together and pretending to be conducting serious inquiries.
Sun Wukong has an impatient temper, so he immediately put aside the two ghosts and started searching by himself. Suddenly he found the page he found on the file, and it read: "Sun Wukong: Lifespan is 129,700 years."
Sun Wukong is arrogant and has long thought that he has the same fate as the sky and will live forever. He snatches the pen of life and death from the King of Hell and strokes it with one stroke.
From then on, Sun Wukong's longevity could not be recorded, and he transcended the Three Realms and Five Elements.
The King of Hell breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this and said, "Great Sage, are you satisfied this time?"
Sun Wukong rolled his eyes and asked: "How long will my monkeys and grandchildren live?"
After thinking about it carefully, the King of Hell said: "Seventy years."
Sun Wukong said to the King of Hell: "Add another era to the life span of my monkey grandchildren. In addition, I want to check the longevity of my brother Liu Qiao."
Originally, when the King of Hell heard about the first condition, he thought it was nothing, but then he almost knelt down with a plop when he heard a name.
What did he hear? The name of the prime minister in today's court was taboo. The king of hell was at a loss for a while and didn't know how to deal with this matter.
It is obvious that the monkey in front of him does not know the identity of the process phase. If he revealed it himself, he would probably ruin the plans of many big shots.
The King of Hell said tactfully: "Great Sage, your brother serves in heaven. If heaven is immortal, he will live forever."
On the contrary, Sun Wukong felt a big stone fall in his heart. There were too few people who could accompany him on the road of spiritual practice. Now only Liu Qiao can be called his old friend.
Sun Wukong didn't want to see these two people, just like his monkeys and grandchildren, wither their bones and eventually turn into a cup of loess and dissipate in the world.
Sun Wukong also knew that his act caused a big mistake. His golden eyes flashed and he said to the King of Hell: "I am responsible for this act alone. Go and tell the Jade Emperor in heaven if you have anything to do with me."
The King of Hell remained silent, looking at the mess around him, and nodded. Sun Wukong didn't say anything, and used the technique of resurrecting the dead to return his Yang soul to his body.
"Amitabha." Following the Buddha's name, the majestic Ksitigarbha opened his eyes. The listening beast on the side shook his head and quietly told Ksitigarbha the secret of the journey to the west.
Because Ksitigarbha devoted himself to cultivating Buddhism and did not participate in the struggle between the two factions of Buddhism, he was squeezed out by the two factions.
Ksitigarbha, who is famous in the three realms, is actually like a casual cultivator.
The sentence "Unless hell becomes empty, I vow not to become a Buddha" has achieved his current cultivation level, and he himself is restricted to the underworld by this vow.
Since Liu Qiao became the prime minister, he has made up the secrets of the books in the heavenly treasure house. Whether in his previous life or now, Ksitigarbha is a well-deserved great monk.
Throughout Ksitigarbha's previous life, he studied Buddhism all his life and never participated in the disputes between Buddhist sects. Even his chance oath to become a true immortal was for the sake of heaven and earth. He can be said to be a very pure practitioner.
Cultivation is essentially about refining the false and turning it into the real. Cultivation is not only the improvement of one's own strength, but also the elevation and tempering of one's own state of mind.
Among Buddhists, Liu Qiao was the only one who admired Ksitigarbha. This man was truly a good teacher and friend in spiritual practice, and he was also very upright in his conduct. As a fellow Taoist in spiritual practice, he was obviously very suitable.
It is said that Sun Wukong used the technique of resurrecting the dead to merge with the body, and his whole person suddenly became agile and full of vitality.
The monkeys around were startled by Sun Wukong who suddenly stood up, and then they reacted and surrounded Sun Wukong with chirping.
Sun Wukong looked solemn at this time, and felt that dark clouds were rolling above his head, fearing that a big disaster was coming. As expected, within the time of three sticks of incense, the distant horizon was filled with golden light.
The sound of killing came from the distant horizon, and the leader was none other than the Heavenly War God Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. Millions of heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded the small Huaguo Mountain, and the surrounding area was filled with golden light.
The heavenly soldiers and generals were solemn and solemn, the magic weapons on their bodies were unified into bright silver, and the silver-shined spearheads shone with a cold light.
Above the clouds, the heavenly soldiers and generals opened their eyes angrily, with deathly silence and murder in their eyes.
The small Huaguoshan Mountain was so frightened by this formation that it was like chickens and dogs, and ferocious beasts were running around. The demons and ghosts within a radius of ten miles were running away, and they only regretted that they had lost two legs.
While using their escape skills, the demons cursed angrily: "Those blind people who dare to offend the beards of heaven must be found out when they go back, and their skin and bones must be removed to make a living lamp."
Those little demons with dim intelligence at the upper end of their cultivation were so frightened that they sat paralyzed in the cave. They did not have the ability to change the world like the elders, so they could only resign themselves to fate in the face of the elite heavenly soldiers.
Sun Wukong opened his fiery eyes and stared, only to see that Yang Jian, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, was extremely handsome. He was wearing bright silver chain mail, wearing auspicious cloud boots, and holding a three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Monkey, you have violated the rules of heaven and changed the longevity of the human world without authorization, and you are still caught without mercy."
Yang Jian's voice was loud and clear, and the integrity between his brows was unmistakable. Sun Wukong himself was a arrogant and arrogant man. He was born unrestrained, but he had never recognized the rule of heaven.
"I, Sun Wukong, work alone and take responsibility for others. You and I have different ways and do not want to work together. We are under our control." Although Sun Wukong said this, his eyes were full of caution and solemnity.
At the Nantian Gate, the two had already fought. Sun Wukong was completely at a disadvantage. Although he would not be captured alive, he was not much better.
There were millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, and their momentum alone was enough to kill the nearby demons and monsters. At this time, they all stared at Sun Wukong. Although they did not speak, they gave Sun Wukong a great sense of oppression.
Sun Wukong knew very well that he had no strength to fight in Huaguo Mountain, and those monkeys and grandsons who called him king were, at best, generals comparable to mortal emperors.
Sun Wukong took a deep breath, pulled out a ball of monkey hair with his right hand, put it to his mouth and blew it. Tens of millions of Sun Wukong held golden hoops and faced the heaven.
Yang Jian opened the third magical eye on top of his head. The vertical child between his eyebrows seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and a golden light swept across the surrounding area.
Yang Jian muttered something, and a thin dog with shiny fur appeared in front of everyone with grinning teeth.
The thin dog has sharp teeth and a ferocious bark.
The thin dog turned into a ray of light and was obviously aiming at Sun Wukong's neck, trying to tear off a piece of his flesh.
Sun Wukong felt something bad, and the golden cudgel in his hand was as strong as Qian Jun's and he swiped at him. This thin dog was ferocious and his body was extremely flexible. He turned around and dodged this swipe.
When Sun Wukong saw that he could not escape, somersault clouds appeared under his feet, and he fled thousands of miles away with just a somersault.
And how could Yang Jian let go of such an opportunity? He used his golden light to chase after him.
After both of them disappeared, Sun Wukong's clones and the heavenly soldiers and generals fought together, setting off a bloody storm.
Sun Wukong escaped early and performed seventy-two transformations, transforming into a sparrow and flying into the sky.
Yang Jian found it very interesting. The monkey head in front of him was very similar to the seventy-two earth demons he had learned, so he decided to play with the monkey.
With a sudden change, a white light flashed and turned into a goshawk. The goshawk fought in the sky, it was the overlord of the sky. It spread its wings and stretched out its sharp claws that shone with cold light.
The sparrow that Sun Wukong transformed into trembled all over, as if it was suppressed by blood and could not move. Sun Wukong had no choice but to use somersault clouds again to separate from Yang Jian, and came to a mountain village with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
Sun Wukong transformed into a temple, but the furry tail behind his butt was very abrupt.
Sun Wukong had a flash of inspiration and turned his tail into a flag. The breeze blew by, and the flag above made a sound.
Yang Jian followed Sun Wukong at lightning speed, and he knew what was going on with a glance of the third Dharma Eye between his eyebrows.
"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong. Why is there a villa next to this waterfall? Let me give you some hardship."
Yang Jian used his transformation and turned into a middle-aged man with a painful face and tangled muscles all over his body. He also held an ax in his hand and sighed as he walked.
"I didn't get any firewood this time. What should I tell my mother-in-law when I go back?"
The strong man seemed to have seen something strange. He ran over and touched the flagpole and said, "This wood is pretty good. It's just right to chop it down and take it home."
After that, he spit into the palm of his hand and raised the sharp ax in his hand to chop off Sun Wukong's tail.
Sun Wukong is desperately thinking about how to lure Yang Jian into the villa. When he arrives at the villa, it will be his belly. Whether it is round or flat is not up to him.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a pain in his tail. Sun Wukong immediately transformed into his true form. He kept touching his tail with a scar on it and shouted: "It hurts me too!"
Sun Wukong opened his fiery eyes and saw that this was no middle-aged woodcutter. He was clearly Yang Jian, who was chasing him like crazy.
Even the clay figures have three parts of fire nature, not to mention Sun Wukong who has a lofty heart.
"You are such an unreasonable person, why do you just chop off other people's tails? I will compete with you today!"
Sun Wukong raised the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand and cast the magic of heaven and earth. His figure suddenly grew by a hundred feet, and he looked like a demon monkey from ancient times.
"Oh? I want to see what you are capable of." Yang Jian flashed a white light and transformed into his original form, and his figure suddenly increased by hundreds of feet.
"How come you can master the heavens and the earth?" Sun Wukong looked surprised and uncertain. Could it be that the person in front of him is his senior brother?
"Not only can I know the laws of heaven and earth, but I can also perform the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques!" Yang Jian performed the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, and a layer of golden color appeared on his white jade-like skin, making his whole body as indestructible as gold and jade.
At this time, Sun Wukong was completely dumbfounded. The Taoist in front of him knew all the trump cards. Based on his calculation of Yang Jian's Taoism, he was afraid that his winning rate was slim.
The two people seemed to be ancient enemies in the dark, and they were like another self. Apart from their different personal experiences, they actually followed the same path in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, the Seventy-two Transformations, etc.
Sun Wukong also immediately used the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, and the hair on his body became even more shiny. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and after confirming their eyes, they were walking on the same road.
Yang Jian also became interested at this time. He pointed the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand at Sun Wukong and said: "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills, I want to see what you are capable of."
Sun Wukong's eyes were also full of fighting spirit, like a blazing fire. "Let's have a fight. How will it end? Can we let my monkey monkey Sun on Huaguo Mountain live?"
"I, Yang Jian, recognize you as my Taoist friend. No matter what, I will plead with the Jade Emperor to spare your life."
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the two men held weapons and fought together like giant gods stepping through mountains and rivers.
Liu Qiao is also very concerned about the outcome of this battle. Both Sun Wukong and Yang Jian can be regarded as his close friends.
Facing two famous people in his previous life, Liu Qiao is also very curious now, what will be the outcome of the two people?
The original deficiencies in Sun Wukong's cultivation were made up for by Taishang Laojun's elixirs and Bagua furnace. Yang Jian's eyes of order happened to match Sun Wukong's fiery eyes, and the two of them practiced the eighty-nine mystical skills and the seventy-two magic skills together.
Change.
The outcome of this battle is worth looking forward to. Every moment the two of them fought, he couldn't take his eyes away.
The fight between the two turned the world upside down. Both of them practiced the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills. Their origins were immortal, even if their heads were cut off, their lives would not be in danger.
In a sense, the two immortals fought fiercely, with sparks flying from the three-pointed two-edged spear and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
Half of the two people's bodies were shattered, and the scene was filled with blood and blood. The blood dyed the river red as if it was free of money.
Both of them were very tough. After cutting off their arms, they directly reattached them, and within three quarters of an hour they were full-fledged heroes again.
Liu Qiao was dumbfounded when he saw it, and for a quarter of an hour he even wanted to give up the Huangting Dao Jing and practice the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques.
The terrifying vitality and immortality of the two people are too terrifying. Watching the two people fight, it feels like you are suddenly transported back to the era when barbaric demons were in control.
"Xiao Jin, I will make some arrangements for you in the Eighty-Nine Difficulties. After the performance, God will bring you merit. In fact, I really want to see the Golden Winged Dapeng and the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong Sun Wukong fight."
Jinpeng said thank you for working so hard to arrange heavenly merits for me.