Gold and fire mingled, and shadows flickered in all directions.
For a time, Zhu Bajie and the three cave masters were fighting evenly.
"This monster is quite capable."
"Brother Monkey, I'm afraid he's more than just a little bit capable. Brother Pig is very good at using a rake, and he's a fellow cultivator of the divine body. Most monsters can't do anything to him."
Having fought against Zhu Bajie, how could Monk Sha not know what this senior brother is capable of?
The user of the nine-tooth rake in one hand has already reached the state of returning to his original nature and his miraculous skills. Every time the rake rises and falls, there is no trace of divine light and jade. In fact, I don’t know what kind of magical powers and magic are blessed in it. If I were to be an ordinary Da Luo Jinxian, I am afraid that I would have to sway the Da Luo divine light all over my body and manifest the three flowers on the top...
Only then can he resist Zhu Bajie's rake.
The demon king is in front of me.
It's not easy to kill Zhu Bajie back and forth with a pair of water-dividing blades in his hands.
"How can I put it, the idiot's practice is still a bit behind now."
"The demon king looked so angry that he wanted to cut the idiot into pieces instantly, but in reality..."
Sun Wukong's words have not yet finished.
Suddenly, he saw the three cave masters fighting back and forth in mid-air like lightning. The water-dividing blade in his hand suddenly shook, sealing the rake that Zhu Bajie had smashed down. With the sudden splash of sparks and lightning, a sudden flash of lightning flashed out. There was a strange smoke.
I don’t know if the smoke is magical power or something else.
The moment he appeared, he was swaying around like a dragon, wrapping around Zhu Bajie's body.
Goodbye Zhu Bajie fell down with his head raised.
I can't even hold the rake in my hand.
Not waiting for the next breath.
The pair of water-dividing blades in the hands of the three cave masters poked through Zhu Bajie's heart. He wanted to split it from top to bottom and completely split it into four parts.
"You dare..."
At this moment, Monk Sha's escape speed had reached the extreme, and even his screams had a faintly frightening sound.
But before the demon-suppressing staff that burst out from Monk Sha's hand touched the demon king, a five-color brilliance like falling from the sky was already under the hood, killing the demon king and the remaining tens of thousands of demon soldiers and demons behind him. Will be wiped out in an instant.
Zhu Bajie, who was left alone with two water-dividing blades stabbed in his chest, fell from mid-air.
"Brother Pig, you are okay! Brother Pig..."
Monk Sha rushed over quickly, picked up Zhu Bajie, and after a lot of tossing, all kinds of auras and brilliance were thrown at him as if they were free of charge.
All he had to do was slap his face to wake up the unconscious Zhu Bajie.
Seeing Sun Wukong from behind and in front of him, he felt a toothache. What kind of injury can withstand such torture?
"Brother Monkey, come and see Brother Pig, what happened to him? Why are all my rescue methods useless."
"These water blades are two good spiritual treasures."
When Sun Wukong heard Monk Sha asking him urgently, he didn't care about Zhu Bajie's situation. Instead, he praised the water divider and said: "Those who can use such treasures must have some background and inheritance. Lao Sha, if he is Lao Sun You read that right, that demon king should be the heel of the ancient alien species."
"Previously, the smoke he used was at least his original magic."
Some ancient alien species are born with their own way to take care of them.
Born with the inheritance of heaven and earth, there are some strange methods and techniques that are very different from magical powers. Many times, these strange methods and techniques are not necessarily more wonderful and terrifying than some great supernatural powers, but they are very strange and rare.
If you want to heal the injuries caused by such strange methods and techniques, naturally some rescue methods will not be effective.
Otherwise, how could these ancient alien species be so famous throughout the world!
"Brother Monkey, what should I do?"
"Exotic species have never been seen in ancient times, and their weird methods are even more weird. Now, Brother Zhu's magic power and energy are declining rapidly. If this continues, he will return to the underworld in at least an hour or three. Gone.”
"He must be able to leave his soul and spirit behind!"
"Old Sun has no idea."
Sun Wukong is not good at curing diseases and saving people. It's okay to knock people out!
Especially, now that Zhu Xing Douzhan is no longer in his hands, if he wants to save Zhu Bajie, he has to find another way.
However, if Zhu Bajie's injury is only temporarily stabilized, it is not a big problem for Sun Wukong.
"Let Lao Sun stabilize his injuries first, and then talk about other things."
Before Sun Wukong could finish his words, he tapped the Chaos Bell on his waist in his pocket, lightly summoning a ray of Suppressing Hongmeng's carelessness on this treasure, and quickly tapped it on Zhu Bajie's forehead.
Almost instantly, the principles and principles that suppressed everything completely shocked and suppressed Zhu Bajie's whole body.
Whether it was mana, energy, or Yuanling's injuries, they were all suppressed.
See this scene.
Monk Sha was stunned for a while.
How can a treasure like the Chaos Bell be used in this way? What a great experience.
"Brother Monkey, your baby is too magical."
"What's wrong with this? Old Sun still failed to fully refine this treasure, otherwise... he would have suppressed the idiot's injuries alone and then erased them at will!"
"Now that Lao Sun's merits are not enough, I have no choice but to let this idiot suffer for a few more days."
As an innate treasure, if it doesn’t even have such great power and use, how can it be called an innate treasure?
However, there are some treasures that cannot be used carelessly.
At least, now Sun Wukong has no choice but to completely control everything in the Chaos Clock. If you want to use this treasure to suppress and erase Zhu Bajie's injuries, I am afraid that if you do something wrong, even his Yuanling will be killed by the suppressor, so it is better not to save him.
"Why don't you, Brother Monkey, ask the monster? Is there any way to save Brother Pig?"
Since this strange method was used by the demon king, there should be a way to save his life.
Unfortunately, Monk Sha had good intentions.
But Sun Wukong shook his head happily and said: "That demon king is too strong. He was caught by the five-color aura of Old Sun, and he wanted to make him me, transform me and come back again, but he didn't know that the five-color aura was the innate energy of the five elements. In order to follow him, Old Sun threw away countless spiritual treasures..."
"In this way, once this magical power arrives, it will naturally trace the cause and effect, and refine all the selves and deities."
"I have already filled in the Five Elements Small World, where can I ask?"
So fast? !
Unless Sun Wukong said anything, how could Monk Sha know that the five-color aura on Sun Wukong's body is no longer the original aura?
Many of the treasures obtained from Feifei Peak were of little use to Sun Wukong, but a lot of them were filled into the five-color spiritual light, which had already transformed this magical power, and not only once or twice.
These three cave masters are only in the middle realm of Daluo Jinxian, so how can they withstand the torment of such spiritual light.
The more he resists, the more he struggles, and the faster he dies!
"What should we do? Brother Monkey, if it really doesn't work out, just stay with Brother Zhu and Master while I go for a walk in the South China Sea."
If something doesn't work out, it's natural to go to the South China Sea to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for help.
After studying the scriptures all the way, Monk Sha was also familiar with this useful method.
"It's in vain to go!"
If it were normal, Sun Wukong would like Monk Sha to take a trip to the South China Sea.
But now.
It's useless to go there, that Bodhisattva is still in seclusion now. Even if Monk Sha goes there, he will definitely not be invited.
And it’s not just Nanhai, Lingshan is the same. The three to five months I mentioned at the beginning have not yet passed.
"This...then I'll go to the Heavenly Palace and ask Nan Dou Xingjun to give it a try?"
As the saying goes, the South Dipper is the key to life, and the Big Dipper is the key to death.
If you want to save lives and cure diseases, naturally it is the right way to seek out Lord Nan Dou Xing, and many medicine gods and medical immortals are also under the command of Lord Nan Dou Xing and Lord Siming Xing.
Most of the injuries were naturally cured by the medicine in Nan Dou Xingjun's hands.
"That's fine! If it still doesn't work, I can just go to Tushita Palace."
"Okay! Brother Monkey, take care of Brother Pig first. I'll be right back..."
If even Mr. Nan Dou Xing cannot save Zhu Bajie and asks Taishang Laojun to take action, there is no need to say anything else.
This old gentleman said that he was good at refining elixirs and developing yin and yang matters, but in fact, he was probably one of the best in the world in curing diseases and saving people.
After all, it is the good body of the Taiqing Saint.
He entrusted the Zhu Bajie in his hands to Sun Wukong. Monk Sha had just soared three thousand miles into the sky. Before he could fly to the sky, a sudden gust of breeze blew Monk Sha back to his original position. land.
The next moment.
Before long, Monk Sha asked Sun Wukong on the side with a surprised look on his face. But Sun Wukong suddenly looked towards the sky and said repeatedly: "That's Old Sun Dao, it turns out they are senior brother and junior brother! I wonder where the two of them came from? Are they here to find Old Sun?"
In the vast sky, there is no trace of anyone at this moment.
However, as Sun Wukong finished speaking, the disheveled Master Xuandu and the Golden Horn Boy suddenly appeared above them.
Between breaths.
As the two took two steps, they were already in front of Sun Wukong and Monk Sha.
“I’ve met Sun Dasheng!”
"No, no, Lao Sun has met Senior Brother Xuandu!"
Saying this, Sun Wukong didn't even bow to Master Xuandu. Instead, he quickly stretched out his hand and pinched the cute little face of the Golden Horn boy who was greeting him.
Not to mention, it's tender and smooth.
It just offended Jinjiao, who looked like a child, and his eyes almost rolled out of his head.
He even reached out and slapped Sun Wukong's dishonest monkey hand away with a "pop" sound, and said: "Great Sage...be careful, I will tell you!"
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid. Old Sun is afraid."
Although he said this, Sun Wukong smiled as if he was not afraid at all.
And he turned his head and looked at Master Xuandu again, and said repeatedly: "Senior Brother Xuandu, I don't see you traveling outside. You are here to look for me at this time. Is there something wrong? If anything happens, just ask Brother Xuandu."< br>
Hearing what Sun Wukong said, the Golden Horn Boy was stunned again.
When did Monkey King, a monkey, become so easy to talk to and still just give orders? As a joke.
"I've met Elder Sha."
Master Xuandu was not in a hurry to explain his purpose, but when he saw Monk Sha saluting him, he returned the salute first and then said, "Little Jinjiao, what are you waiting for? Our master's gourd elixir was prepared just for now. This Idiots... deserve this too."
"Ah, that's it!"
The Golden Horn Boy really didn't think much about it, but when he was reminded by the Great Master of Xuandu, he suddenly took out the elixir gourd from his arms, squeezed another finger, opened the mouth of the gourd, and poured out three shining pills. Dan comes. Two of them were inserted into the wounds on Zhu Bajie's chest and abdomen along the water-dividing blade, and the remaining one was inserted into his mouth.
Then the Golden Horn Boy flipped his little hand, pulled out the water-dividing blade, and was about to stuff it into his arms.
Sun Wukong looked at it and reached out to grab it.
For a while.
There is an extra monkey hand on a pair of water-dividing blades. The Golden Horn Boy tried to hide this pair of treasures, but he couldn't.
Seriously speaking, this water-splitting blade is also an innate spiritual treasure. Although it is only a low-level spiritual treasure, it is really rare to see such treasures in pairs.
The two spiritual treasures taken together are probably no worse than the average medium-sized spiritual treasures.
Now when the Golden Horn Boy meets him, he wants to snatch the treasure that Zhu Bajie sacrificed his life for, but Sun Wukong refuses to admit it.
"Senior Brother Sun, you are not short of treasures!"
"Old Sun is not lacking, but this idiot paid for this treasure with his life. You, a little fairy boy, are quick, but not suitable. In this way, you keep these two treasures, and how about I give you two more pieces? Ren? You choose!”
"I'm afraid this is not good."
What's wrong is that the fairy boy's big eyes looked at Sun Wukong without blinking.
Just waiting for Sun Wukong to take out the treasure.
See this.
Sun Wukong didn't really care about anything. He really didn't know where he was, but he took out seven or eight low-grade innate spiritual treasures, floating in front of him one by one.
This made the Golden Horn boy's eyes widen even more, and he wanted to hide all these eight treasures in his arms.
It's a pity that he only dared to think about it.
Later, without the guidance of Sun Wukong or asking the Great Master of Xuandu on the side, the Golden Horn Boy quickly looked at it and chose a tower-shaped spiritual treasure and a nail-shaped spiritual treasure, and then walked away. The little hand holding the water dividing blade tightly.
"...Would you like to choose another one?"
Seeing the Golden Horn boy like this, Sun Wukong deliberately teased him. Seeing him hesitating for a moment, he closed his eyes tightly and shook his head. Sun Wukong couldn't help laughing, "Brother Xuandu, since Little Golden Horn doesn't want it, the remaining treasures, and Give it to senior brother!”
"Huh? You monkey...do you know something?"
Seeing Sun Wukong like this, Master Xuandu smiled, pondered for a moment before nodding, "That's fine! Let me share your monkey's luck, which can be regarded as reducing some karma for you."
You ask, Sun Wukong is really so generous? !
How is that possible!
Innate Spiritual Treasures are not cabbage, even if they are low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, now they are looking for them again.
But it is.
Just when Sun Wukong and the Golden Horn Boy were fighting for the water-splitting blade, a sudden flash of inspiration occurred, and an inexplicable feeling came to mind.
After Sun Wukong determined his intention to exchange treasures with the Golden Horn Boy, he even vaguely felt that doing so would be of great benefit to his family. That's why Sun Wukong gave it a try.
Later, he sent a spiritual treasure to the Great Master of Xuandu, which was an extension of his thoughts.
Now listen to the faint guidance from Master Xuandu.
Sun Wukong still doesn't know some of the mysteries.
The so-called innate spiritual treasures are born innately from heaven and earth. They represent a certain great way and a certain kind of luck and merit. Naturally, those who are not lucky enough cannot enjoy it.
Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong passed the Feifei Peak and got countless spiritual treasures in his hands.
All along, Sun Wukong thought that he deserved it, and it was due to the manifestation of his luck and merit.
But think about it now.
There is nothing that should or should not be obtained. If God does not allow it, and if these treasures are really good, then how can Buddhism and Taoism sit back and watch?
There must be a pitfall!
But what kind of trap it was, Sun Wukong couldn't figure it out for a while. (End of chapter)