Chapter 1667

Sun Wukong is a little skeptical about life now, so he went to the Heavenly Palace for a visit, but he was trapped in this poor place, waiting for someone who is destined.

Sun Wukong has a lot of grievances. He misses the old horse monkey in Huaguo Mountain, the monkey grandchildren, the cute hand-figure elf Xiaozi in the Peach Garden, and the delicious Peach.

"That's right! What about 90,000-year-old flat peaches, my grandson hasn't eaten yet!"

Take a bite of the 90,000-year-old flat peach, the body fluid is sweet and stimulates the taste buds, it is very hot, the pores of the whole body are opened, the spirit is refreshed, and the cycle of mana in the body is accelerated.

"What a pure aura!"

Sun Wukong didn't have time to take another bite, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, operated the body and mind method of immortality, controlled the extra majestic fairy fruit aura in his body, transformed mana, tempered the bones and flesh, and tempered the soul.

For the next three years, the mountain that suppressed Monkey King has been shaking violently, causing mudslides and frequent landslides in the surrounding mountains, making some human caravans who need to pass through the mountains miserable.

God has the virtue of good life, people's grievances, please move God.

Zhunti, who occasionally observed Sun Wukong's situation, heard the complaints of the human caravans outside the mountains, and made some calculations. Because Monkey King was practicing, he violently impacted the mountain of suppression, causing the mountains to tremble and causing many people to bury their deaths.

"You monster monkey, please be quiet."

Zhunti doesn't like Monkey King now, why? Because Sun Wukong was labeled as Xiao Tian.

In this world, who does Zhunti hate the most, it is undoubtedly Xiao Tian.

If he had enough strength, Xiao Tian would be the first person to kill him.

Xiao Tian's fist is too big, he can't afford to offend him, now there is an opportunity to make Xiao Tian sick, how can he miss it.

Zhunti fluttered and appeared outside the mountain where Monkey King was suppressed.

"Sun Wukong, your cultivation has brought disasters to the surrounding mortal humans and animals. This deity has promised to impose a seal on the mountain today to prevent the movement of your cultivation from causing more innocent casualties."

Sun Wukong, who was practicing, was startled.

"My old grandson really hurt those innocent people?"

"Not bad." Zhunti vowed.

Sun Wukong couldn't help being a little sad and blamed himself.

"Then the Venerable will apply a seal."

"Okay! This seal will come with the destined person, and it will be removed for you!"

Zhun mentioned the formula, and a dharma was outlined in the void, which contained the will of the saint and could not be broken unless designated.

As this talisman was imprinted on the towering mountain, the shaking of the mountain stopped for a while.

The caravan outside the mountains was suddenly shocked.

"Did you hear that? The vibration is gone."

"It seems to be true!" Several people stepped on the ground and found that the ground did not tremble.

"Unbelievable, are the weird things in the mountains over?"

"I think Xuan might be the birth of the next wave of terrible disasters. I'd better take a detour. Although it will take a month or two, it's better than losing my life."

Some people sighed and detoured, and there were also people who were full of courage and planned to rush for money.

After a month, many who had to pass through the mountains knew that the strangeness of the mountains had subsided.

Western Lingshan.

Zhun Tiben was meditating when he suddenly sensed something, counted his fingers, and his complexion changed drastically.

"broken!"

Zhunti flashed, and the great void teleportation of the saint level quickly appeared in the sky beside the mountain that suppressed Monkey King.

"not good!"

Zhunti only saw that the talisman he left a month ago was shaking, and the will of the saint was exerting pressure on the inside.

Inside, there is only Monkey King!

If Sun Wukong is dead, then things will explode!

Zhunti hurriedly tried to collect the dharma.

However!

boom!

On the top of that mountain, the hole suddenly exploded, and a bright red-gold beam of light shot straight into the sky.

Thirty-three heavens shook! All the gods, the Jade Emperor, and the Queen Mother were frightened, and they all checked the source.

"My grandson is not afraid of anyone!"

Amidst the bright red-golden flames, the God of War, who was reborn from the ashes, burst out of the hole.

"Zhun, Zhunsheng?!" Zhunti was shocked.

He remembered that Sun Wukong was still on the threshold of Da Luo Jinxian one month ago, and after one month, he became a quasi-sage! And the strong will exuded all over the body, fighting in the sky and on the ground, unless the saint level disregards the face and kills, otherwise anyone under the saint can fight.

"What is the will of a saint! My old grandson is not afraid of you!"

Sun Wukong growled.

"Splash Monkey!"

Zhunti was shocked and angry, his face was greatly lost.

"Zhunti, stop!" A cold female voice pierced the sky and echoed in Zhunti's ears.

Zhunti changed color, it was Nuwa's voice.

"Zhunti, can you f*ck do something good! You will ruin the young master's good seedlings!" Xiao Tian's angry voice was accompanied by thunder, and the stars in the sky dimmed and echoed in the sky.

The wrath of the saint, the world pales! There is no one in the ages who used his strength to prove the saint, and the vision caused by it is even more terrifying!

At this moment, Zhunti only felt in a dilemma and felt aggrieved.

"Two fellow daoists, I just discovered that because Sun Wukong practiced in the mountains, there were frequent disasters in the mountains and human deaths, so I imposed a seal."

"Hmph! This is not the fault of the young master. You apply the seal and apply it. Why do you have a sage's will? Are you cerebral palsy! I don't know that this monkey is a product of the chaotic spirit stone, and the qi of chaos is what our saints ingested." Qi of the origin, this monkey has inherited some of my brother’s orthodoxy, and has awakened his will to fight in advance. Damn it! You are simply trying to kill Monkey King... Nuwa, don’t stop me, I want to leave the pilgrimage tower, I’m going to beat you up Let's mention this kid..."

"Sanqing, what are you doing here! I want to beat Zhunti, do you have any objections?"

The cold sweat dripped off Zhunti's forehead, and his body couldn't help trembling.

Things are going crazy!

Zixiao Palace!

Daozu Hongjun looked serious.

Except for Nuwa and Xiao Tian who descended as projection incarnations among the saints present, Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti all arrived.

"Although Zhunti's behavior has caused Sun Wukong to overdraw his potential, fortunately his life is safe, and Zhunti did it unintentionally, but he has to pay some compensation. Let's discuss the specific matters with Fellow Daoist Xiao Tian. Fellow Daoist Xiao Tian, ​​what do you think?"

Xiao Tian's projection avatar had icy eyes, which put great pressure on Zhun Ti.

"Master, I'm afraid that there will be no gates to pay for this kid."

Zhunti's face turned black immediately, hearing that tone, Xiao Tian was about to speak like a lion.

"Teacher, save me! I am suffering in the West! I am still recovering! Resources are scarce!"

Hongjun Daozu felt disdainful of Zhunti's sudden crying behavior, but on the surface he still planned to work hard.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao Tian, ​​why don't I write you an IOU."

"IOU? That's fine too. I'll make a list for specific compensation later."

Zhunti's body trembled and his face turned pale.

Zhunti understands that the compensation on the list must be huge!

"Hey, I have pity on my Wukong. I haven't realized what the Daluo Jinxian is, but I jumped to the quasi-sage. The possibility of becoming a saint in the future has been greatly cut. It's too miserable." Xiao Tian sighed, sad and uncomfortable.

Zhunti's face turned black, is this a human word?

After that, with the departure of Daozu Hongjun, Sanqing also left.

Zhunti stayed and talked with Xiao Tian about the compensation list.

In the end, Xiao Tian still couldn't bear it, let Zhunti go, and took away the IOU with Zhunti's bloody fingerprints.

The leader of the Western religion must mention that he owes Xiao Tian millions of Nine Cold Thunder Meteorite Crystals, three congenital spiritual treasures, one hundred square meters of Nine Heaven Breathing Soil, and three Chaotic Lightning Strike Woods... There are three calamities within a time limit, and the contract has not been fulfilled by the time limit. Tidang became Xiao Tian's servant for a calamity, and the Dao of Heaven witnessed it. ’ The promise to sign the Super Slave L IOU was filled with rage, and he was unconscious along the way, and was taken back by escorts.

It was also the first time for Xiao Tian to be able to make a dignified leader of a religion, a sage of heaven, vomit blood and pass out.

In the end, how to arrange Sun Wukong is Xiao Tian's business.

After all, Sun Wukong is still going to be used as a bodyguard to escort the Buddhist scriptures no matter what.

An unnamed fairy mountain, Monkey King scratched his head and cheeks when he saw the person in front of him.

"Your Excellency, can you say it again? Why didn't my old grandson understand it?"

The projection incarnation of Xiao Tian turned around, stared at Monkey King, and said again: "In the future, you will protect a monk who is going to the Lingshan Mountain in the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. Besides, your foundation is vain at present, and this seat will knock your cultivation base back to Daluo Jinxian, continue Lay the foundation."

"Why? My grandson owes you?"

Sun Wukong was not angry, and immediately exploded, and the Dinghaishen needle appeared in his hand, intending to hit someone with a stick.

Suddenly, Monkey King was startled, only seeing the picture in the eyes of the person in front of him...

"My grandson understands, but my grandson has a problem."

"Just ask."

"Who is my grandson?"

Sun Wukong's eyes were full of doubts. Zhunti didn't know how much the saint's will in the talisman he left behind had an impact on Sun Wukong, so that Sun Wukong saw another living self who stood upright, fought against the sky and fought on the ground.

"You are you, you are Monkey King."

"So what about Monkey King?" Sun Wukong asked again.

"One of your questions, this seat has already answered you. As for this answer, you have to ask yourself. What do you want to become? Your heart already has the answer."

There was a flash of understanding in Sun Wukong's eyes.

"Thank you, let's do it, my old grandson wants to go back to Huaguo Mountain to have a look."

"Yes." Xiao Tian's projection avatar launched a dimensionality reduction attack.

For a moment, Sun Wukong turned into a paper man, and soon inflated again, returning to the original three-dimensional living Monkey King.

Now Sun Wukong, the original quasi-holy-level mana is gone, replaced by the more pure but small amount of Da Luo Jinxian-level mana, the same is true for the bones, flesh and blood, as if it has been deeply compressed to remove the dross.

"Thank you, my lord."

"Go, when the scripture learning is over, if you still have doubts in your heart, you can go to the Human Race Saint Master Hall to find the deity of this seat."

"My old grandson will go there no matter what happens." Sun Wukong bowed slightly to Xiao Tian's projection incarnation, turned his head and disappeared with a somersault cloud.

"Next, there is another little guy."

Xiao Tian's projection incarnation, his eyes see the direction of Liusha River.

The Liusha River has become a restricted area for monsters and human caravans these years. The river is flooded and the waves are treacherous. Even the aquariums with excellent water skills will be drowned here.

At the bottom of the Liusha River, there is a unique space, a palm-sized pocket cutie, crying while eating the barbecue handed over by the land father-in-law.

"I want to go back! Wow!"

The father-in-law of the land looks haggard, and it is really difficult to handle such a small ancestor.

Suddenly, the raging river was parted, and a female Bodhisattva descended.