On the second full moon night, Sun Wukong seized the time to practice

Together with the hidden soul, he sat cross-legged on the lake, absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, breathed in the essence of the sun and the moon, and his understanding of another space grew rapidly.

The spiritual energy of Langya Pond concentrated on him, like a glowing starry sea circling around him, extremely majestic and boundless.

“The boundaries can be broken tonight.”

Sun Wukong thought to himself that after tonight, he would not have to sit in the gap between the two spaces.

Unfortunately, this time he did not see the totem he had seen last time.

Sun Wukong relaxed his body, his mind merged into the void, and gradually calmed down.

The void became clearer and clearer in front of him. This vast world seemed vast and boundless, but once the perception was emitted, it would be found that it was blocked by the wall and could not spread.

“This place is weird.”

Sun Wukong thought in his heart.

This strange space seems to be fragmented and not connected.

A breath came from a distance, as if calling Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong spread his perception, and then was blocked by something and could not pass through it.

After Sun Wukong recalled carefully, he remembered what this aura was.

That is the breath of Huabiao.

Sun Wukong raised a guess, is the blessed land where Huabiao is actually in a different space?

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong immediately wanted to find the location of Huabiao.

However, Huabiao's breath disappeared suddenly, like an illusion.

Sun Wukong was about to continue searching, suddenly a chill came over his head.

He stopped practicing and looked up at the sky in the sea of ​​stars.

Zhenyuan Daxian flew over and landed beside him.

"Someone is here."

Sun Wukong looked at the sky, and a fairy light fell quickly there.

"It's still an acquaintance, brother, give him to me!"

Zhenyuan Daxian also found the uninvited guest and looked eager to try: "Last time he ran away in panic, I was not happy to fight, and this time he came to the door again."

The fairy light falling from the sky was the monk who pretended to be the "Golden Cicadazi".

Sun Wukong looked at it for a while and said, "He has a new magic weapon in his hand, you have to be careful."

"rest assured."

Zhenyuan Daxian nodded: "My brother can practice with peace of mind, I'll stop him!"

He knew in his heart that the monk was probably here to stop Sun Wukong from practicing.

After the last war, he still dared to come over, and he must have relied on that magic weapon.

The immortal Zhenyuan bid farewell to Sun Wukong, rose up in the clouds, blocking the monks in the ninth level of heaven.

"Master, I didn't get the winner last time, I should get the winner this time!"

Zhenyuan Daxian asked.

"Amitabha."

The monk replied: "I have been away from the mortal world for a long time and don't care about such wins and losses."

Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly smiled: "If you don't care, what are you here to do?"

"You asked knowingly."

The monk replied: "I have the magic weapon given by the Venerable, you should get out of the way, you can't beat me."

"When it comes to magic weapons, that's a coincidence."

Zhenyuan Daxian took out the whisk: "I have also had a new magic weapon recently."

It was also a magic weapon, and he didn't believe that the whisk would lose to the monk's pagoda.

Monks also have the same confidence.

"Since that's the case, we will decide on the winner and lose again."

As the monk said, he sacrificed the pagoda and countless demons flew out.

After these demons came out, the sky was dark and the ghosts were crying and howling, and the entire sky was covered by black.

Zhenyuan Daxian frowned and waved his whisk.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky separated, a flash of fire, and the demons screamed shrillly, and were immediately burned to ashes.

"I am not as kind as my brother."

Zhenyuan Daxian said.

The monk was silent for a moment.

"What kind of magic weapon is that."

He asked.

"The whisk given to me by my own hands."

Zhenyuan Daxian replied proudly: "If you can't even win this, don't look for a virtuous brother again in the future."

The monk's expression began to be solemn.

The magic weapon made by Sun Wukong was so powerful. It seems that the Venerable still underestimated him.

"This child cannot be kept for a long time."

The monk thought.

He was determined to suppress Sun Wukong, but he had to deal with Zhenyuan Daxian first.

The monk sacrificed the pagoda, triggering a battle.

The sky was once again shrouded in flames.

After looking at it for a while, Sun Wukong felt that Zhenyuan Daxian was fine for a short time, so he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

He dived again, trying to find the place just now, but he never felt Huabiao again.

Sun Wukong was disappointed and was about to leave when suddenly a piece of star sand flowed in a different space, colliding with his soul.

Two backs appeared in front of Sun Wukong.

"Your Majesty, what is this world?"

A old Taoist stood among the vast sea of ​​clouds and asked, "Is it really useful to us?"

"This is part of the Hongmeng World."

Another young man answered.

He wore a crown on his head and was shining with fairy light on his body. Unfortunately, Sun Wukong could only see his back and not his face.

"The Hongmeng world is bigger than chaos. It is a paradise for monsters, and this world is the space they created for migration."

The young man said: "The monsters can go anywhere they want through this world."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong's heart trembled suddenly.

“Isn’t this the same as the road?”

He thought to himself that he was about to continue listening, but the star sand quickly flowed by and disappeared into the strange space.

The backs of the young and old Taoist disappeared.

Sun Wukong was disappointed, but he also understood something.

The next moment, he woke up from meditation.

"Master, you're finally awake."

At dawn, the virgin who was resisting the demon was overjoyed: "Help us quickly, we can't stop it."

When Sun Wukong saw that although it was already dawn, locust-like demons rushed over and covered the Langya Pond with darkness.

"Little demon, dare to be arrogant!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the fairy wind swept across Langya Pond, lifting all the demons that rushed out of Wushan.

He looked up again and saw that the immortal Zhenyuan and the monk in the sky were still fighting.

"Owner."

The virgin asked, “Have you learned to break the void?”

"That's not the void, but the road."
To be continued...