"Old Zhu went and talked to the master."
Hearing what Sun Wukong said, Zhu Bajie hesitated for a moment, but decided to talk to Tang Seng. When he left, he didn't forget to say, "Brother Monkey, Master is going all the way west. It's really great to have a protector like you." Blessing! ”
"Want to fight?!"
What a truth!
If he, a Buddhist, can play the role of Lao Sun, why should he not allow Lao Sun to play the role of Tang Monk?
There is no such truth.
If everyone plays each other's roles, that's fair. Now no matter what, Lao Sun followed the wishes of the Buddhist sect and supported Monk Tang as he went west.
What more do you want! Did Lao Sun beat all the monsters on the road to death?
Sun Wukong slandered a few words and didn't care about the evil wind that suddenly rose up on the Huangfengling Mountains.
It only takes one breath.
The sky and the earth were overwhelmingly swaying, as if the billowing yellow wind that turned the world upside down for hundreds of miles had already blown from Huangfengling to the front.
As soon as the wind came closer, it suddenly blew with all kinds of complaints. The rolling yellow sand blew down with the wind and broke the loose grass, causing rocks to jump around. The dust and smoke were so noisy that it was even difficult for Sun Wukong to open his eyes for a while.
I could only barely distinguish it. A big monster wearing armor and holding a three-pronged steel fork, with wind around it, came suddenly like a shadow. It suddenly picked up Tang Monk and drove away.
This time, Zhu Bajie and Xiao Bailong were not swept away.
Tang Monk alone was swept away to Huangfengling by the overwhelming yellow wind.
The yellow wind monster left.
Huang Feng, who was shaking everyone around, seemed to have suddenly disappeared, leaving only Zhu Bajie and Bai Longma in front of them with big eyes and small eyes, and suddenly they looked at Sun Wukong on one side.
"Brother Monkey, the master has been swept away again!"
Zhu Bajie howled and almost threw himself into Sun Wukong's arms, "Brother Monkey, what should I do now? If I had known, I would have advised the master to change his route. Brother Monkey, go and defeat that monster." Hole, that’s fine.”
"This is great. Not long after we left the Ghost Mountain, we were about to fall into the Demon Mountain again...Master's life is very hard."
Not saying the last sentence, Sun Wukong didn't think anything.
But when Zhu Bajie said this, Sun Wukong endured it again and again, and almost laughed out loud.
Who can blame.
It was Tang Seng who wanted to go back to Futu Mountain. When we encounter a fork in the road, the choice of how to go west is Tang Seng.
He sent himself to Huangfengling Mountain, who can blame him.
"Idiot, since you know that your master's life is miserable, what are you waiting for...hurry up with your rake, go kill the monster, and save your master from the mountain."
"Brother Monkey, what you said is that you are the protector!"
"If you don't go, how can the old pig steal your job? Otherwise, listen to the old pig, let's divide the luggage and go our separate ways. Without the master, we should break up."
Good guy! !
Sun Wukong really didn't expect that for the first time, this old pig was not swept away by monsters, but he actually wanted to divide the property and not go to the West.
Such an idiot should be put in a tight band, what should I put on a monkey!
"Brother, Bodhisattva said so."
At this moment, the white dragon horse on the side spoke, and Zhu Bajie looked sideways, "You little white dragon, didn't you say that you can't change in normal times? How can you still speak?"
"Brother! You should go with the Great Sage and quickly go to the demon mountain to find the master."
"Otherwise, if something happens to the master, you, as a disciple, will be laughed at by all the gods."
Hearing what Bai Longma said, Zhu Bajie opened his mouth, but he really couldn't refute.
In any case, Zhu Bajie cannot deny the carelessness of his master and apprentice. Sun Wukong is not Tang Seng’s apprentice, so he may be able to shirk his role in saving Tang Seng, but Zhu Bajie is different...
If something happens to the master, the disciple will be responsible for it. If something happens to a disciple, the master will bear the consequences.
This is recognized by gods and Buddhas all over the sky.
Zhu Bajie can't rely on him even if he wants to.
"I knew it would happen today, hum..."
"What happened today? You idiot, you told me completely."
Seeing that Sun Wukong was still thinking about making fun of himself, Zhu Bajie glared at the monkey angrily and said: "You monkey, you are used to making fun of old pigs. If you have time to say such witty words, you should go and save the master!"< br>
"Monkey, are you going to that monster mountain or not?"
"You idiot! Is this how you beg for help? Say a few nice words and let Lao Sun listen to it. If Lao Sun is satisfied, what about having a relationship with you?"
It's boring on weekdays. If Sun Wukong doesn't tease Zhu Bajie, who else will he tease?
However, this old pig always kept his mouth busy and would not fall out when he got anxious, which gave Sun Wukong a lot of fun.
"Great Sage, please don't embarrass senior brother. I see that Huang Feng is very unusual. I'm afraid that the demon king is a spiritual practitioner. If senior brother goes alone, I'm afraid... I'd like to ask the Great Sage to take action and rescue the master. That's good." Xiao Bailong spoke again.
This is also a bit discerning.
The little white dragon can see some tricks from the strange yellow wind.
"Little Bailong has already spoken, so Old Sun will accompany you for a walk. What are you doing here, idiot? Let's walk around..."
"When the time comes, go and call the formation, you pig-headed one, and Lao Sun will hold the formation for you. Keep the monster safe and I will do nothing to you."
With that said, Sun Wukong actually took Zhu Bajie's shoulders, raised an auspicious cloud with him, and suddenly flew away in the direction of Huangfengling.
Not long after.
After flying to Huangfengling, before the little monsters in the mountain could provoke and report, Sun Wukong had already thrown Zhu Bajie from the clouds.
"Idiot, what are you waiting for? Show out your rake and take them all away!"
"It's so smoky that it doesn't look like a good monster at first glance."
"A plagued monkey! Why don't you take action... The old pig didn't owe you anything in his previous life, how could you abandon the old pig like this... Get out of the way of the old pig and beat him!"
Zhu Bajie, who was directly thrown into the pile of monsters by Sun Wukong, couldn't do anything at this time.
Faced with the hundreds of monsters of all sizes coming to attack him, he could only show his nine-toothed rake, shake out all kinds of divine light and evil aura, and make the rake in his hand dance like flowers.
A rake makes a monster!
Not to mention, Zhu Bajie, who was forced to panic, used the rake in his hand very well. His momentum and moves made Sun Wukong on the clouds see it, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"This pig head has been carefully trained, and the weapons in one hand are really good!"
"It's just that my cultivation is a little lacking."
Fortunately, Zhu Bajie has no shortage of skills, so no matter how many little monsters come, they can't do anything against him for a while.
A moment later, hundreds of demon soldiers and several demon generals were raked to death. With a roar of tigers and gusts of demon wind, a demon general about ten feet long sprang out from the mountainside of Huangfengling.
This demon general has a tiger-like head, but he is holding two red copper knives, riding on the wind...
The sword is as bright as lightning and the body is extremely fast.
For a moment, the tiger borrowed the wind and the sword borrowed the shape of the tiger, and the sky and the ground were filled with the sharp light of the sword.
Before Zhu Bajie could turn around, he fiercely slashed Zhu Bajie's back and neck with both swords.
when--! !
Zhu Bajie is not an ordinary monster. He would be attacked by Tiger Pioneer.
I don't know when the nail rake was already waiting in front of the back and neck. After blocking the two incoming knives and two blades, it turned and danced with it. The nail rake turned into a ray of light and suddenly flew to the center of Tiger Pioneer's eyebrows.
In the next breath, with the sound of "Peng", the flying aura suddenly transformed into a nine-tooth rake, completely smashing Tiger Pioneer's head into pieces.
But there was no trace of the demonic wind exploding and the blood rain flying.
It turned out that Zhu Bajie's rake only hit Tiger Pioneer.
The true form of the Tiger Pioneer had long since escaped to where it had taken advantage of the atmosphere of Man Man Left and Right.
Wait until another little demon surrounds him.
The Tiger Pioneer suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Bajie and slashed him with two swords!
The sword shines like a horse, but is invisible and cold.
Good knife skills!
"This Tiger Pioneer deserves to be named!"
When he saw the Tiger Pioneer, he could even make Zhu Bajie unable to capture him for a moment, and Sun Wukong couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Not to mention, this demon can use the two swords in one hand to follow the wind, almost to the point of doing whatever it wants. Moreover, this demon is very good at the golden cicada's method of escaping its shell, and it is also very good at controlling the wind. In the blink of an eye, it can move around. It's like teleporting and escaping in the wind.
Sometimes it appears, sometimes it disappears.
Zhu Bajie was left with a rake flying left and right for a moment, unable to catch his figure, but he could not help the demon general.
A moment less.
This even made Zhu Bajie drink softly, "Monkey demon on the cloud, Old Zhu, listen carefully. I have discovered you a long time ago. Are you still planning to be a fisherman..."
Hearing these words, Sun Wukong rolled his eyes.
Seeing the tiger vanguard suddenly disappearing and approaching his house in the wind, Sun Wukong almost took out his stick and knocked twice on the idiot's forehead.
"If you want to fight Lao Sun, come and... transform!"
Sun Wukong came to Huangfengling not to conquer demons, but to find a reason for Zhu Bajie to call for reinforcements.
Even Tiger Pioneer couldn't bear the flash of his five-color aura, and Sun Wukong didn't want to take action.
Instead, he suddenly fell down and suddenly turned into a pig hair, which stuck directly to Zhu Bajie's head.
I haven’t hidden it from Tiger Pioneer yet!
For this reason, the Tiger Pioneer jumped up into the air. When he saw that Sun Wukong was not close, he did not strike him with two blows. He naturally followed him and struck Zhu Bajie with two more blows on the back of his head.
What else can Zhu Bajie do?
He could only hide first and then gave Tiger Pioneer two rakes, but he still said, "Damn Bima Wen, how could you bully this old pig like this... You should change back to the old pig quickly! It's your fault if you touch the old pig's head." What kind of ability... If you have the ability, you can touch that monster's forehead..."
"What are you going to do! You idiot, even if I ask you to kill some little monsters, you can't take it down. You still claim that you are still the marshal of the heavenly soldiers in the sky, why should you be in charge of a hundred thousand naval troops and the Tianhe Water Palace... Tell me, you idiot. Aren’t you afraid of being embarrassed?”
"Monkey! Don't bully others too much! Old pig... I'm reincarnated, I haven't come back from cultivation yet."
"Really... Hehe, go talk to these monsters and see if they recognize you, the Marshal of Shuifu. If you don't want to contribute, just say you don't want to contribute... I really don't think I can tell!"
Cultivation is one thing, but being too lazy to use your magical powers is another.
As for how much power the rake in Zhu Bajie's hand has exerted, Sun Wukong may not be able to see clearly, but he can be sure that it is definitely not 70% of the power, or even 50%. It is hard to say, otherwise this treasure alone should have The mighty power cannot be matched by the double swords of the Tiger Pioneer.
Do you really want to be the Eight Diagrams Furnace of Taishang Laojun, able to refine all kinds of weapons?
Not to mention, Sun Wukong has already seen this nine-tooth nail rake carefully, it is a first-class acquired spiritual treasure!
It takes so many rounds for this Lingbao to conquer two demon knives of Immortal Treasure quality...
What a liar!
"What a plagued monkey, why don't you do anything! You only know how to bully the old pig, and the old pig owes you... You monster, how dare you come here! It's okay for a monkey to bully the old pig. Who are you, a monster?" Fight! Die for the old pig!”
I don’t know if Sun Wukong was jealous.
After Zhu Bajie danced the nine-toothed rake this time, the whole world suddenly sank and trembled. Then the Tiger Pioneer, who wanted to turn into the wind and walk away, immediately felt that the world around him seemed to be holding him hostage. Even he, the most powerful person in the past, The wind that was close to him no longer recognized him.
Instead, it turned into a cage.
It makes it difficult for him to move even an inch or execute a method.
In the end, I could only watch helplessly as the huge rake hammered the two swords, smashing them into pieces, and then hammered him on the chest, hammering out nine transparent holes in front of him. hole.
Whether it is the demon body or the soul, all are blocked and all are cracked...
Establish time, and the dead cannot die again.
Not only the Tiger Pioneer, but Zhu Bajie hammered down another nail later. It was clear that the hammer did not specifically hit any monster in the mountain, but as far as the eye could see, all the monsters, regardless of the monster soldiers or generals, could not do it. When he let out a miserable cry, there were nine more holes in his body and even his soul.
One blow, annihilate them all!
"Cai! Idiot, your attack deserves Lao Sun's applause."
"You plagued monkey, you still say... Huhu... You clearly know that the old pig is not practicing enough now, but you still provoke the old pig to take action... Humph, you have to tire the old pig to death... are you satisfied? Go! ”
After just two rakes, Zhu Bajie was sweating on his forehead and his breathing was unsteady.
The best spiritual treasures, even if they are acquired, cannot be used by anyone at will.
Zhu Bajie was able to use it, thanks to the nine-toothed rake, which he had refined in his previous life, and was still a companion in this life.
That's it.
Now Zhu Bajie can only exert 30% of his power when he exerts all his strength.
But just now, maybe even 10% of the power was not available.
"You idiot, if you have time to scold Lao Sun, you might as well get rid of that yellow wind monster quickly! Otherwise, be careful of him blowing away the yellow wind! Be careful, he is coming..."
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Sun Wukong's words have not yet finished.
As a gust of faint yellow wind blew from nowhere in Huangfengling, a rat-headed monster came out of the wind, riding the yellow wind and holding three steel forks.
Afterwards, I don’t know how many demons he brought with him, and the billowing demonic energy and demonic wind turned the entire area of ten miles into darkness.
"The monsters from there dare to run wild in Huangfengling! Look at the wind!!"
Before the demon wind could fall to the ground, after seeing the demon soldiers and demon generals under his command who were all dead all over the mountain, Huang Feng opened his mouth suddenly, causing the billowing yellow sand to be spit out fiercely towards Zhu Bajie accompanied by a shrill yellow wind.
Present tense.
The fierce wind covers the sky and the earth, and the invisible yellow sand rolls across the sky.
I don’t know how the wind is blowing, but everything in all directions is falling, trembling, muddy, and upside down...
The blue sky disappeared in an instant, and it was difficult to open my eyes.
A wind blew.
The blow was such that the rake in Zhu Bajie's hand almost dropped, and the whole person was even more confused. He was thrown out of his mind so many times, and Zhu Bajie had forgotten all his magical powers at this moment.
I just feel like my soul is flying and my body is leaving, and my skin, flesh, muscles and bones are more like being cut with a knife. The pain is so painful that I just want to scold Bi Mawen.
But I suffered from old sins.
even.
When the yellow wind monster opened his mouth again, Zhu Bajie said he couldn't hold on any longer and left with the wind.
Once you escape, you don't know how many hundreds of miles there are.
After feeling that there was no trace of beauty around him, Zhu Bajie squatted down in a deserted place, rubbing his forehead, with tears in his eyes, and kept howling, "It hurts, it hurts... Brother Monkey, it hurts so much." You old pig, what the hell is Huang Feng, what kind of monster is this?”
"Brother Monkey, please help the old pig look at his eyes. Why can't he see anything? It's just that his eyes were blown out. Why can't his soul see anything in a blur..."
For immortals, gods and monsters who are not bad at practicing. It doesn't matter whether you can see with your eyes or not, the same goes for your ears and nose.
But even the soul has been deceived, and that's really bad.
Such things.
Zhu Bajie has never encountered one in his life.
So I no longer scolded Sun Wukong, nor did I call out Bi Ma Wen one by one. Every time he called Monkey Brother, it was miserable.
Seeing Sun Wukong, he almost slapped his legs and laughed.
In fact, at this moment, Zhu Bajie's body was covered with yellow sand like pockmarks, and his eyes were filled with tears like a resentful woman. It was so funny.
"Brother Monkey, are you laughing at Old Pig!"
"It's nothing! Hehe, how could Lao Sun add insult to injury?" Sun Wukong crossed his monkey hands and waved back and forth, and then said after a burst of laughter, "Idiot, you also responded like this when you encountered any evil in Tianting Water Mansion. ”
"Just waiting for the monster to spit out a mouthful of yellow wind, and then endure it forcefully? Is the rake in your hand a decoration?"
Sun Wukong also admitted that the Yellow Wind Monster's samadhi kamikaze was very powerful.
It has the power to overthrow the heaven and earth for thousands of miles, and blow away the souls of bad people. It can be said that it is invincible, but it cannot be said to be invincible.
Even if Zhu Bajie had been on guard, he wouldn't have ended up in the dismal end he did now.
Even if you can't stop the divine wind, you can't escape with the wind.
How difficult is it for Zhu Bajie, who came from the human religion, to change the wind phase?
"Brother Monkey, stop talking. Old Zhu didn't think anything of the monster. He didn't even tell me his name and surname. It was just a yellow wind blowing. It's really unreasonable."
"How fresh. Do you want to prepare it before blowing the wind and playing sand?"
When the land of life and death is in danger, are you still trying to reason with me?
What's more, the other party is a monster!
"Brother Monkey, please stop talking. Old Pig's whole body hurts now, especially these eyes, which don't seem to be his own. Please help Old Pig think of something. If he becomes blind... I, Old Pig, are like this How can I find a wife when I’ve been miserable all my life?”
"Pfft! Ahem...you idiot, how long have you been thinking about the third sister of the Gao family?"
"No, I don't dare! The old pig hasn't lived enough yet."
Who dares to care about a forbidden beauty targeted by a great witch without fear of death?
Zhu Bajie didn't even dare to say whether the Tathagata Buddha in the West could withstand Hou Yi's full-strength arrow!
Stealing my wife with this one...
"Brother Monkey...Old Zhu remembers that you have the Three Light Divine Water. Pour out a few drops and give it to Old Zhu's eyes. You won't be reluctant to part with it, right?"
"Ha! You know clearly what treasure Lao Sun has."
Sun Wukong didn’t think there was anything strange about it. Even the Third Prince Nezha knew about it. Zhu Bajie also knew about it, so he said, “Don’t worry about it anymore. Old Sun’s treasure was lent to Zhenjun Erlang earlier, and later it was Take it away, Great Heavenly Lord..."
"I never wanted to come back."
Saying this, Sun Wukong suddenly shook his hand, and a few wisps of grass-colored light suddenly swirled around in his hand, turning into all kinds of sweet rain, pouring down Zhu Bajie's head and face.
A lot of the remaining yellow sand was washed away by Sun Wukong's move.
But Zhu Bajie shed tears when he should, and even his dimples continued to tremble and tremble, it was painful.
It's obvious.
The magical powers such as Yimu Lingshui and Fengxiang Lingshui used by Sun Wukong have little effect on curing Zhu Bajie's eyes.
"Brother Monkey, you are really willing to give up. You can lend someone such a treasure..."
"Don't tell me, after Brother Monkey's troubles, Old Pig's eyes feel a lot better. At least he can see things blurry."
Saying this, Zhu Bajie suddenly changed the topic and said, "Brother Monkey, you said that old pigs are like this. If the eyes can't be cured, don't you need to go to the West to get scriptures?"
Sun Wukong...
This pig head! Why are you more lazy than your own family and like to break up the gang?
"You should ask Monk Tang or Guanyin Bodhisattva about this."
"It's a pity that the treasure in Lao Sun's hands now is not fully refined. Otherwise, if I give you a hammer, you can kill the damage immediately."
Not being able to use his magical powers, Sun Wukong naturally thought of Lingbao.
With this Chaos Bell suppressing Hongmeng's power to reverse time and space, it is actually not difficult to suppress such injuries caused by the wind and sand.
The difficult thing is how to control that degree in extremely subtle ways.
Sun Wukong is really afraid that when the Chaos Bell goes down, even the soul with the wind and sand in his eyes will be shaken to pieces. As for the God-killing Spear...
Forget it.
Even more afraid of being remembered.
"Brother Monkey, are you talking about the Chaos Clock?"
"Of course! Ordinary treasures, there is nothing wrong with Lao Sun. You idiot, otherwise, Lao Sun will take you back to the Heavenly Palace to ask those medical immortals to save you?"
"No, no, no, Brother Monkey still has to think of other ways..."
In fact, Sun Wukong naturally knows who to find to cure this yellow eye disease.
In my impression, it was Old Mother Lishan who happened to be passing by and helped Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie heal their eyes.
It’s just that Sun Wukong doesn’t want to.
The old Lishan woman has always had a good relationship with Guanyin Bodhisattva. She has a choice, and Sun Wukong doesn't want to be in debt to this cause and effect.
Thinking of this old mother, Sun Wukong suddenly thought of another old lady from Lishan!
Not exactly my senior sister.
"Idiot, do you want to go with Lao Sun and pay homage to my senior sister?"
"Senior sister? Brother Monkey, your senior sister is..."
"Follow Lao Sun and you will naturally know."
Sun Wukong didn't say anything to Zhu Bajie. He grabbed his shoulder and turned it into a rainbow light. He immediately moved the world and went to Qianyuan Yamanashi Cave.
In just half a day, Qianyuan Mountain was already in sight.
Before Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie could settle down, three women had already arrived outside Lishan Cave.
It is the old mother Lishan and good luck.
"Sister, Old Sun is here to ask for help."
When he saw Old Mother Lishan, Sun Wukong was not polite. He pointed at Zhu Bajie and said:
"Senior sister, please help Old Sun take a look at this idiot's eyes. He was blinded by a puff of yellow wind from a yellow wind monster, and see if there is any treatment."
"Yellow wind..."
Hearing this, Old Lishan Mother picked it up and twisted it with her hands. A little bit of yellow sand from Zhu Bajie's body, with almost invisible traces of aura, immediately fell into her hands.
After twisting it for a while, Mrs. Lishan suddenly knew what was going on.
It’s Samadhi Kamikaze!
"It turns out that this is the magical power of the wind element, and some wonderful medical techniques are indeed difficult to cure this disease. Wukong, please take him into a quiet room and wait for a while while I refine some ointment and apply it three times."
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"Back then, Demon Saint Fei Lian, who was the first of the ten demon saints among the demons, was the best at this method."
"Such Samadhi Divine Wind can be considered to have been practiced to a certain level, but it is still much worse than that of the Demon Saint."
In the eyes of Mrs. Lishan, this eye disease is really not a serious illness.
At most, it only slightly involves injuries.
If this kind of divine wind were deployed by the demon saint, let alone whether it could be resisted, if there was some contamination afterward, it would not be effective if it was applied by some ointment.
When Sun Wukong took Zhu Bajie into the quiet room.
Naturally, they were cared for by good luck and good wishes, and the energy of the two women at this time also vaguely resembled that of gods.
How long has it been?
The two women not only changed some of the essence of cultivation, but even improved their cultivation to a higher level.
It has to be said that Old Mother Lishan’s teachings are good, and the Jie Jiao Dafa is absolutely mysterious and unprovoked.
But after waiting for about an hour, Old Mother Lishan had already prepared half a bowl of ointment, and asked Ruyi to put eye drops on Zhu Bajie.
Just wait for one more time every hour, and finally after three times, the eye injury will heal!
"...Junior brother, when you have free time, you should also learn the method of forming formations and refining medicine that has been passed down by your master. You will inevitably use it in the future."
After settling Zhu Bajie and leaving the quiet room, Old Mother Lishan began to be good at tempting him.
As the largest religion in the world at that time.
Of course, there is no need to say more about the various backgrounds of Jie Jiao.
There are many ways to deal with Taoist injuries, spiritual injuries, and physical injuries, and most Jiejiao disciples know several of them. If you don't have direct disciples like the Holy Mother, you know even more.
It can also be regarded as an alternative method of protecting the Tao.
"Senior sister said that after Lao Sun finishes going to Lingshan and has time, he will naturally study and practice hard."
"You! You monkey, if only you could calm down and practice well." Mother Lishan didn't say much, but added, "It's up to you whether you want to learn or not, but with me as my senior sister here, If you have any difficulties, just come to me.”
"If senior sister can't help you, there is still master!"
The senior brothers and sisters who taught Jie most of the time protected their junior brothers and sisters in this way.
Our Lady of Wudang is no exception.
Sun Wukong's heart warmed when he heard this.
Wei Wei and Ji Xiang Ruyi exchanged some pleasantries after saying goodbye. After two hours, Zhu Bajie completely improved.
The senior sister stuffed the remaining half bowl of ointment into his hand, and then Sun Wukong took Zhu Bajie around Huangfengling.
On the road.
Zhu Bajie asked incredulously, "Brother Monkey, that senior sister of yours... If Old Zhu hadn't misjudged the mistake, she should have used the Shangqing Dharma? Her cultivation has reached the realm of Hunyuan Quasi-Sage. What is she doing?" Is it that one? ”
Or maybe it’s Zhu Bajie’s fault for not knowing that Sun Wukong would become his disciple again.
In fact, for a period of time, due to the practice of eating elixirs and being demoted to the mortal world, Zhu Bajie never paid much attention to the outside world.
Therefore, even this old pig didn't know about the big commotion caused by Sun Wukong's apprenticeship.
"It could be that one, didn't you idiot think of it all?"
Sun Wukong didn't believe what happened at the time of Jiejiao. The idiot in front of him had no idea.
There are so many disciples of Jie Jiao, and the ones left who can still represent Jie Jiao. Now the only one who can walk around the world freely is Wudang Holy Mother.
It can be regarded as the only remaining facade of Jiejiao.
"Old Zhu can't believe it! Brother Monkey, so you're under the disciple of that saint again? This..."
"Brother Monkey is so lucky, it's really incredible!"
In terms of seniority, Zhu Bajie would have to call Sun Wukong uncle!
After all, Zhu Bajie was considered a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect in his previous life, even a registered disciple.
It's just that in this life...it's okay not to talk about it.
"Incredible, maybe."
If Sun Wukong had had a choice and was born in the early days of the ancient world, he might not have been someone else's disciple.
Not to mention being so suppressed by Buddhism, there is nowhere to hide, and the struggle is quite powerless.
Fortunately, I was able to lie flat all the way!
It's not a waste of feelings.
"No wonder Brother Monkey, you are just a protector, not the master's disciple. Old Zhu is still thinking that Brother Monkey may become Old Zhu's senior brother in the future. It seems that there is no hope."
"You really dare to think!"
That Tang Monk was once the second disciple of Tathagata Buddha!
Not to mention whether it is good or not to be his apprentice, I don't know how many generations below him I am.
Say it again.
Just to support Monk Tang in his journey to the west, he doesn’t know how much karma he will be implicated in, and how much of the Heaven-Mending Power he will consume. If he becomes Monk Tang’s apprentice...
After half a day, they turned back to the foot of Huangfengling.
Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie looked at each other for a while. They both knew what the other meant and neither spoke.
After a while, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but said, "Brother Monkey, why don't you take action and let Old Zhu subdue the Yellow Wind Monster? I still feel unsure."
"If you take action and a five-color spiritual light comes down, everything will be over."
Zhu Bajie had seen the yellow wind monster and knew that the monster's cultivation level was only half a step from the peak of Taiyi.
His cultivation level is lower than that of Sun Wukong, so under the five-color aura, he is absolutely unlucky.
Back then, the Peacock Buddha Mother was not like this.
Anyone whose cultivation level is not as high as his can never escape his five-color aura! No matter what treasure or magical power you have in your hand, as long as it is not a supreme treasure, there is nothing to say!
Even if you have the best spiritual treasure in your hand, you can only swipe it a few times at most.
The result is still the same.
Zhu Bajie knew very well that Kong Xuan was facing the power of the immortals who taught him.
"You idiot!"
Seeing Zhu Bajie looking at him hopefully, Sun Wukong suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the Chaos Clock on his waist, confusing the surrounding heavenly secrets and covering up the left and right traces. Then he said again: "Idiot, what do you know? Buddhism also wants to The more things Lao Sun is asked to do, the more he doesn’t want to do them.”
"The cause and effect, merit, merit, and all other things are entangled like a mess."
"Old Sun was born with merit and merit, but no matter how many possessions he has, he can't withstand the calculations of others, let alone the sect's calculations every day. If you just follow their wishes, your luck will be calculated and taken away in the future. What do you think Lao Sun should do?”
Even saints like luck, and every religion needs enough luck to thrive and practice.
Let alone one person!
Sun Wukong owes Buddhism karma, and it is true that he is destined to go to the Western Heaven to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He may have a little more luck, and Sun Wukong is naturally willing to do so.
What's more, there is a reward for lying flat and being smashed.
Sun Wukong would definitely not be happy if he could not take action.
In front of you.
Sun Wukong is willing to change his words and make it clear to Zhu Bajie to avoid future trouble. I also want to let Zhu Bajie contribute more in the future and cause less trouble for me (end of chapter)