As soon as Wutian finished speaking, dense figures appeared around him. A woman who was about the same size as Wutian's Dharma Body, wearing a big red purple gold robe, but covered with golden hair on her head, a thunderbolt face, and a circle of fire lotus-like apertures behind her back, and a strange monk who sat down on the lotus platform appeared in front of him. The monk smiled slightly, but he did not have the kindness of a Taoist monk. Instead, he gave people the feeling of being infinitely tricky and clever. He spoke: "You asked me about the Dharma name, I forgot, but I am the monkey you just mentioned."

Wutian was shocked: "You are Sun Wukong, the Fighting and Battle Buddha?"

The monk shook his head and nodded again: "He is Sun Wukong and a poor monk. The poor monk is Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong is them." As he said that, all the dense shadows around Wutian turned into monkeys wearing purple gold crowns, two phoenix feathers raised high, carrying golden cudgels in hand, and wearing a set of black gold armor.

Wutian's face changed again: "You wild monkey, you are a wild monkey, and you are rebelling on your way to practice Buddhism. It is simply a shame for me. Why did you block my way today? If you don't let go, I will be welcome."

At this time, Pu Hongyu came over with the ancestor Tianfeng who had not yet woken up. Yikyu shouted in surprise: "Master, you are here, it's great."

The monk turned around and cursed, "You little monkey, you told you to work hard, but you didn't listen. Now you can't beat others, so you have to let me, the old monkey, take the opportunity and stand aside. This is the donor Pu Hongyu. I am polite. Thank you for giving me the treasure of the Buddha Sect. I will thank you again when I deal with the trouble in front of me." As he said that, the relics on Yixiu automatically flew into the monk's hands and then merged into his palm.

Pu Hongyu quickly greeted him: "The little Taoist priest has seen the Victory Buddha..." The monk stopped Pu Hongyu with his hands and continued, saying: "I know that the donor has many questions. After a while, I will solve the donor's doubts."

Wu Tian, ​​who was next to him, shouted impatiently: "Wild Monkey. Go to the side and don't block my way."

The monk turned around and said, "Some people are impatient. I have always killed monsters. Today I have to take down your fake monster."

Wutian was furious: "What a big tone, don't let me take your Buddha head, haha. Come on."

The monk shook his head: "I haven't taken action for a long time, and I have forgotten to do this. Otherwise, I will make a bet with you. If I don't move here, if I can cut off my monk's head within three moves, then I will let the donor go over. I won't ask what the donor wants to be. If you can't cut off, then the donor will have to go to the Pure Land of Buddha with me. What?"

Wutianji: "You mean you are standing there and let me chop your head off, and you don't move?"

The monk smiled and replied: "Yes. I don't know if the donor dares?"

Wutian laughed: "I see that you, a monkey, are crazy. Since you are in a hurry to die and go to the West, why wouldn't I send you Buddha?"

Ikkyu and Pu Hongyu next to him were anxious: "Master, no, this Wuyan is..."

The monk ignored him. He walked forward, stretched his head, and posed for Wutian and said, "Donor, please do it."

Wutian's heart moved and asked me to chop your head. I am afraid that your head has been cultivated into the Buddhist Vajra Holy Body. I will cut you three times first, otherwise I will chop other places. Wutian made up his mind. He didn't believe that he could not chop a monkey's head.

So Wutian used nine levels of skill in the first sword, and the giant sword flashed. Then he reached the monk's neck with a "ding" sound, and there was no energy fluctuation. Wutian looked carefully and saw that the monkey's neck was intact, and he was still posing in a shape waiting for his second sword. He picked up the giant sword in his hand and took a breath of air. This top treasure that had been following him for many years was rolled upside down on the giant sword that was only one level worse than the magical artifact. Wutian felt very sad. The neck of this wild monkey was too hard.

Wutian shouted loudly: "The second sword, let me open it." As he said that, he had already gathered all his skills and slashed hard with his sword. Another "ding" sound, Wutian felt that the sword was about to fly away, and his hands were almost numb. The sword in Wutian's hand made a wailing cry, and the light suddenly dimmed a lot.

Wutian quickly looked at the ground sword in his hand and a semicircular pit appeared. The sword had already dropped, from the top level of the treasure, and two levels dropped, becoming a primary earth immortal weapon in the treasure. Wutian's eyes were round. He thought for a while, then put away the sword, took out the Ruyi Divine Iron he had snatched from Yixiu just now, and the golden cudgel grew and grew more than 100,000 feet in size. The monk didn't say anything when he saw the ground stick in his hand, and waited for him in that position.

Wutian illuminated the crystal again, and a stream of energy rushed into his body frantically. After a while, Wutian felt that it was almost done. Ikkyu and Pu Hongyu next to him felt that Wutian's current strength had improved a lot. Looking at the Sage Buddha, he was still the same, and he couldn't be worried.

"The third stick, monk, don't blame me if you die, kill me!" Wutian shouted again. He knocked on the monk's neck with a fierce stick. At the same time, when he knocked on one stick, Wutian's sword came out again. His ground sword slashed at the monk's half, and both hits. Wutian's golden cudgel flew out of his hand and was shaken away. His sword also hit the monk's waist, and he also flew out, and was shaken away.

Pu Hongyu opened his mouth into a hole. He knew Wutian clearly what strength he had. He was just as he was being beaten up just now. The cultivation of this Sage Buddha was simply unfathomable.

The monk raised his head: "Donor, I have been chopped by you four times. The donor planted this cause. It's time to return this fruit. Let me go with me." While saying, he waved his hand, and the golden cudgel that was snatched away by Wutian returned to the monk's hand. Wutian's face changed drastically now. He didn't expect that the monkey's body was so hard. It seemed that he had no choice but to deal with this monk. Wutian started running without saying a word.

As soon as he set off, the densely packed Sun Wukong around him blocked his way. Wutian slashed at the monkeys with one sword, but what was greeted was countless golden cudgels. It only took a turn to smash the jade belt, jade pendant, and all the defensive magic weapons on Wutian's body to explode. Even the sword in his hand was shortened in two pieces.

On the other hand, the monkeys were all smiling happily as if they were playing. The monk said again: "Amitabha, I forgot to tell the donor. Although I forgot how to fight, Sun Wukong liked it very much. He did not forget that the donor should be with me, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood."

Wutian is so angry. He is arrogant in the fairy world. Who dares to be rude to him? Who doesn’t lower his head and talk to him? Today, he is surrounded by people and caught a turtle in a jar.

As the monk said, one of the group of Sun Wukongs jumped out and said, "Monk, since you have found one, you will accept it. There is no need to talk about so many causes and effects, and you have to let him cut it three times." Sun Wukong did not take Wutian seriously at all, but just considered it an item that was easy to capture.

The monk smiled and said, "You monkey, you are still the same as before. You like fighting. When will you truly get rid of the Vajra Holy Body? Alas!"

Sun Wukong said, "Although your Buddhism emphasizes the physical body to become a saint, I am a disciple of Bodhi Patriarch. Although I entered your Buddhism, I still have to cut off my body to be reborn. Now, you see that there are such a large group of grandchildren, when will I be able to reunite with you? The kid in front of me is not capable of killing one and a half for Lao Sun. He has this crystal energy, which is related to that monster. What if I don't catch it? If you don't do it, Lao Sun will take him for you."

Wutian listened to him, and his face became darker. He didn't take it as a matter in the eyes of others, but he was extremely anxious. This monkey was indeed amazing. It was said that he had become an immortal emperor level master for ten thousand years, but no one could break this deified record. Even if he had cultivated into an immortal emperor for less than 200,000 years, he could not compare with him. This was so fast that he could practice so quickly by the teachings of the emperor. This monkey was indeed very powerful. Now that he was trapped, how could he get out? Wutian looked at Sun Wukong, who was exactly the same in the world, and he had just fought. He had a fight. Every monkey had an ordinary cultivation level unfathomable. So many, my god, it was hard to imagine.

So many masters gathered together. Is this Buddhism so powerful? Not to mention the other one, Sun Wukong, made countless sects in the fairy world surrender? In addition, Sun Wukong talked about crystal energy. It was obvious that the crystal stone in Wutian’s chest and the monster in that place. Wutian was also puzzled. What kind of monster is this treasure that the emperor rewarded him. As long as he used it, he could improve his cultivation level by several levels. I thought that with this crystal, he could dominate the side in the fairy world, but he didn’t expect to meet this monkey. What should I do now?

Although Wutian was anxious, he was a master after all. He was extremely calm.

However, the calmness of the light will not play any role. The strength shown by the other party is too strong. Wu Tian just thought: "If you want to capture me, it is not that simple. Let you see it. I am not that easy to capture me."

Wutian just thought of this, but Sun Wukong could not wait to start to take action. Wutian was about to run, and wanted to rush out of the siege with his own speed and unexpected surprise.

"Little monster. If you want to run, please make sure to Lao Sun." Sun Wukong used a simple fixed method to stabilize Wu Tian in the air. He could not move at all. Pu Hongyu was stunned on the side. He could also do the fixed method. This was a very simple spell. He never expected that Sun Wukong would use such an extremely simple spell to set Wu Tian, ​​who was still arrogant just now. What kind of cultivation is this?

Pu Hongyu couldn't believe that it was so simple that Wu Tian was suppressed. Suddenly he remembered that there were still a group of immortals who were heading towards Shui Lanxing, and shouted: "No." He ran away quickly. At this time, the monk stopped him: "Little donor, please stay, don't worry about your master's sect, please see." As he said that, the monk spread his palms to Pu Hongyu and saw that the group of immortals who had just arrived with Wu Tian and flew towards Shui Lanxing. These people were all sitting obediently, as if they were tied up by something.

Pu Hongyu didn’t understand, this Buddha, Ikkyu’s master, a miracle in the fairy world, but why is the monk Monk Sun Wukong and Sun Wukong? Is this the clone of Buddhism? Pu Hongyu didn’t understand it. It doesn’t matter if he couldn’t figure it out, Pu Hongyu felt relieved, and there was no trouble with Shui Lanxing.

The Wuji Sect Di Wutian is still in front of you, but his brother Qingfeng was killed by Wutian, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The monk came over and pointed his hand at Wutian. He stayed in the monk's palm with the immortals. The monk turned back to his original body and stood in front of everyone. He ignored Yixiu, and Yixiu did not dare to make a sound. Then the monk walked to Pu Hongyu and said, "Can the donor give the Taoist Tianfeng to the monk?" "In fact, he could see it clearly, but he hoped that the Storm Buddha could use extraordinary means to treat the ancestor. He had no ability in healing, except for a lot of spiritual medicine, but his leg was broken, so he was not as good as it was.

The Buddha touched Tianfeng Zhenren with his hand and said, "Amitabha Buddha, Tianfeng Taoist is free, no obstacle. I just saw that the body of Taoist Tianfeng was not an immortal body. It was like the legendary ancient god of earth, so there was no need to treat him. There was no difficulty in regenerating this leg. Taoist Tianfeng will wake up soon, don't worry."

When Pu Hongyu heard that the ancestor was fine, he couldn't help but think of Qingfeng again. Everyone was fine, so Qingfeng died. If he hadn't brought everyone over, if he hadn't thought the teleportation array had been broken, he wouldn't have been so careless. He had killed Qingfeng. Although Pu Hongyu had already practiced the ruthless Tao, he still felt sad.

The Buddha saw Pu Hongyu's mood and said, "Don't be sad. Although I am a step late, I saw from a distance that Qingfeng donor was not a premature death when I arrived. Let's take a look at me."

As he said that, the Buddha called Wukong and said, "If you have time, Wukong will investigate it."

Sun Wukong said, "It seems like a small matter." As he said that, Sun Wukong's eyes emitted a flame-like golden light that shot straight into the void, as if the void was seen through by his eyes. Sun Wukong raised his right hand to make a sunshade, and then looked at the place where the breeze disappeared. After a while, the golden light in his eyes closed and said to Sheng Buddha: "You know, then you can say it."

The Savage Buddha smiled slightly and said to Pu Hongyu: "Don't worry, don't be worried, the donor Qingfeng is still alive, just leave.

It's too far, and he should go there in his destiny. I believe you will see it again soon."

When Pu Hongyu heard that Qingfeng was still alive, he was so happy that he grabbed the robes of Sheng Buddha in his hand: "Sheng Buddha, what you said is true. Qingfeng is not dead. It's great. Thank you, senior, thank you." Pu Hongyu then realized that he was still holding the robes of the other person, so he quickly let go, and bowed and returned the favor as Sheng Buddha.

The Buddha said: "Amitabha, donor, don't thank you. But I owe the donor the favor. Please don't forget the promise of the year. I will also realize three wishes for the donor."

Pu Hongyu quickly shook his hand and said, "You don't have to remember this small thing, senior, and I am willing to give him those three wishes to Master Yixiu. I really don't need anything."

The Savage Buddha smiled: "The donor has a bright future, so I will thank the donor for his little disciple. Today I see that the donor does not have any weapons at hand, and they are all against the enemy with empty hands. I will get a Ruyi Divine Iron, which is a rare good material. When I see that the donor likes to use swords, I will give the donor a sword made of Ruyi Divine Iron." As he said that, a large piece of Ruyi Divine Iron appeared in his hand, and then the Savage Buddha chanted the words. Ruyi Divine Iron began to change in the hands of the Savage Buddha, and gradually became a sword embryo. Then the Savage Buddha hit several magic tricks on it. The sword finally finally settled. At the moment of the sword formation, although tens of thunder were also attracted to the void, although Pu Hongyu's refining skills were not high, he knew that a weapon disaster would appear when he practiced a magic weapon of treasure level. If he could not pass this level, the magic weapon he refined was still a waste.

Ten thousand giant thunders were flying like a giant dragon. Pu Hongyu, the flying sword of what level was in the hands of the Savage Buddha, could not be found. The giant thunder arrived soon, but was beaten by Sun Wukong next to him without any shadow.

The flying sword was made, but three inches long, except for being a little more delicate. It looks no different from the sword used by ordinary mortals. It is neither dazzling nor shining with cold light. It is very ordinary, and it seems that the sword mouth is very dull. However, Pu Hongyu could see the extraordinary inside at a glance. What he did not expect was that the Sage Buddha was so proficient in refining weapons. He had almost never refined the golden hoop in Yikyu before. He transformed into a magic iron directly. He took the sword and used his divine thoughts to see it. It was dense inside.

There are more than 50,000 of various formations, and they are not ordinary superpositions, linked together, and arranged repeatedly. Can this still be considered an immortal weapon? The treasure-level immortal weapons that Pu Hongyu has seen before are only 10,000 formations at most, and it would be good if he could embed five of them when making the jade pendant. Although the jade quality of the jade pendant is not very good, Pu Hongyu knew that even if he embedded the formation on the Ruyi Divine Iron, he believed that at most, it would be the limit.

What's more, the Buddha of Sage only completed the reproduction of such a replica in a very short time. The admiration in Pu Hongyu's heart was really unexpressible in words. The eyes of the monk changed a lot. He was really a master.

Pu Hongyu's master is powerful. His senior brother is powerful. He even has an invincible sister in this world who is also very powerful. However, these are not as strong as the Victory Buddha brought to Pu Hongyu. The previous ones were all guessed, but now, just by subduing Wutian in an instant, it took less than a few minutes to refine weapons. This is a comparison. No one in front of him has ever compared the gap. Now this gap is in front of him. It is clear.

Pu Hongyu is now refining a flying sword by the Victory Buddha. Although he doesn't know whether the quality of the Ruyi Divine Iron is as good as Pu Feiyu's requirements. However, compared to the immortal weapons left by the ancient immortal in Taoyuan, not to mention other places, the Ruyi Divine Iron is a very good weapon without refining, otherwise Wu Tian would not have snatched the Yikki Golden Hoop.

After the Sage Buddha handed the sword to Pu Hongyu, he called Yikyu to the front. Yikyu walked over with his head hanging down: "Go to the master, please pay homage to me."

The monk looked at Ikkyu kindly: "You little monkey don't work hard on weekdays, and you won't be able to do it when you use it. You can taste the bitter fruit today. When you bring the donor Pu over here, you can face the wall."

After saying all this, the Victory Buddha sat down on the lotus platform and suddenly his halo was shining slowly. The Victory Buddha smiled at Sun Wukong: "Why don't you leave?"

Sun Wukong said, "It's time to leave, it's time to go." The monkeys around the golden light disappeared without a trace. The Buddha also flew away on the lotus platform. Before Pu Hongyu and others could say goodbye, everyone was gone. When he saw the master, he felt relaxed: "Amitabha, the master is gone, okay, okay, ah, sin, sinful disciples have lies again."

Pu Hongyuqi said, "Monk, why are you afraid of your master?"

Ikkyu said, "Don't talk nonsense, the little monk is afraid of it. It's just that the master is not so comfortable around him. It's because the little monk has insufficient cultivation, so he has such a thought. I'm afraid that he will be punished when he goes back a year later. Amitabha, I hope that this time I can live a more exciting life with the donor, facing the wall, facing the wall, and facing the wall, and facing the Buddha, hum."

Pu Hongyu ignored Yixiu's nagging, and then saw that the ancestor in his arms had not woken up yet. Now one of the ancestor's legs was gone. Just when they were cut off by Wutian, the ancestor's legs had already turned into streams of light and scattered in the void, and they could not be found. However, the Buddha just said just now that the ancestor's legs could grow again, so there was nothing to worry about. There was also the "Mad Source Heart Method" taught by the Saint Lord Tianxing at that time, it seemed that the ancient gods practiced the magic tricks in the legend, but why did the ancestor seem to have not made much progress over the years? I don't know what went wrong, so I still have to wait until the senior brother comes and ask.
Chapter completed!