After Xiao Wukong finished reciting the formula, he turned his head and smiled.

In front of him, a tiny brilliant golden light floated up and down in the darkness.

Little Wukong let out a sigh: "It seems to really work!"

The trick he had recited earlier was called the "Flying Mantra". This spell was taken into Little Wukong's mind at the same time as he got this little golden hoop stick. At that time, he was still very curious, but later he found out that it was actually useless, because under normal circumstances, the weapon must be by his side, how could there be a situation that needs to be recalled?

Now he knows, it's really a special situation!

As for why he only remembered it a few months later, for a long time after he was thrown here by the corpse remnant, he was in a state of despair, full of death, and the "Flying Curse" was sealed in the depths of his mind, how could he have the idea of calling his weapon back?

Rao is like this, and Little Wukong still scolds himself for being a "fool".

The long-absent weapon finally returned to his side, and Little Wukong was ecstatic to change it back to its normal size, held it in his hand, and headed towards the stone gate, took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and swung it down violently.

The stick collided with the stone door, but a dull sound came to his ears.

As a result, his aura gradually rose and transformed into shining thunder. Little Wukong looked at Shimen with the help of thunder light, the latter had not changed much, and the previous stick had no effect.

Little Wukong was not impatient, he knew very well that the stones here must not be smashed with a few sticks, and that would be too underestimated. He had been smashed to pieces by the damn remnant manipulating the stone slab, as if he had heard it say something?

Is it the Gaia Divine Stone?

Little Wukong didn't know what this Gaia Divine Stone was, although he was already a little exhausted before, but this stone could destroy his body with a slight collision, and it would be an extraordinary thing. In this case, is the stone gate in front of him also the Gaia Divine Stone?

But whether it is or not, it is still as it was before, it cannot be smashed in a short time.

But it doesn't matter, I'll spend it with you slowly! Master, I have time, and I've been here for a few months anyway, so what's the harm in having more time?

As soon as he thought of this, Little Wukong continued to use all his strength to swing his stick and slam it against the stone door. Although there was no trace of shaking at all in the stone gate under his violent swing of the stick, he did not give up, and always maintained his previous movements until his strength was exhausted and his spiritual power was exhausted.

Then, he walked back to the place where he had cultivated before, sat down again, and used the spiritual breath of heaven and earth again to slowly recover his body.

......

When Little Wukong's little golden hoop stick squeezed through the crack in the door, the girl stayed outside and didn't speak for a long time.

She was really frightened by this scene, and when she came back to her senses, a deep fear arose from the bottom of her heart.

"That stick is his...... The bad guy is alive, the bad guy is alive...... Didn't Mr. Benefactor say that he had already been imprisoned?"

The girl's lips trembled a little, and she muttered to herself.

Although she said the word bad guy, she didn't know what the so-called bad guy had done to her. And at first she was a little skeptical of Mr. Beneto's words, but in the process of talking with him, she found that the latter was all true and there was no falsehood at all, so she completely believed what he said. At that moment, she tentatively pressed her ear to the edge of the stone door again to listen for any movement.

Suddenly, the girl's face was pale, and her face was discolored.

This time she really heard the voice.

It was a dull crashing sound that was coming to her ears. Although it was very obscure because of the material of the stone gate, with her hearing at this time, it was still received by her when she listened carefully.

She was terrified and hurriedly retreated.

Is he going to break the door?

The girl panicked, forgetting for a moment the man's mantra to control everything in the castle, and her footsteps kept moving backward again, ready to flee.

Suddenly, she froze, and her gaze returned to the stone door, and she gradually breathed a sigh of relief, for she found that the stone door had not wavered, let alone broken, ever since the man inside began to slam on it.

It seems that he can't smash this door...... She thought to herself.

She was still uneasy for a while, so she stared at the stone gate, paying attention to its movements.

After a long time, seeing that the stone gate was intact, she relieved herself and walked to the first floor again.

The hall on the first floor is huge, and she hasn't seen it yet. The girl walked on the stone slab and made a crisp footsteps. Then she saw a stone chair in the center, and she approached it, and found it a little tall, and thought that it must have been sitting on the benefactor when he was alive. She also went up and sat down with interest, and soon found herself a little bored, and went elsewhere.

The girl unconsciously walked deeper into the hall, and then saw several parallel passages in front of her. She was about to take a step when she suddenly noticed a portrait on the stone wall next to her, so she stopped and looked at the portrait.

It was an oil painting, and the frame was also stone, and it was already closely connected to the stone wall, and although the girl noticed this, she did not pay much attention to it, but looked at the picture with great interest.

Although the girl could not see very clearly because of the dim light, she could still see a man and a woman standing side by side in the painting. The man in the painting is very tall with red hair, wearing a crown and a gorgeous robe, while the woman next to him is small, dressed in palace clothes, and gently shaking a fan in her hand, which seems to be very intimate with the man next to her.

Although the girl can't see the faces of the two clearly, she can guess that the man must be Mr. Benefactor, and the king of the Tuna Kingdom, and she doesn't know the identity of the woman.

She had just looked away, and was about to move on, when suddenly her gaze returned to the woman, her wavy curls, to be exact. The girl couldn't help but touch her hair, which was also curly. Then he moved closer to the picture and looked closely at the woman's face.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes exuded a look of shock. She was so sure that the woman looked almost exactly like her. It seems that she is the daughter of Mr. Benefactor, Princess Lisa.

"Pretty looking......" the girl muttered to herself.

She withdrew her gaze, looked at the passages ahead, and picked the middle one.

Then the girl found that the deeper she went, the darker the light became, almost to the extent that she couldn't see her five fingers, so she had to use her spiritual power, and then her heart moved, and the drop of the essence blood of the Tuna royal family in the girl's body suddenly started to light.

As a result, a flaming ball of bright yellow flame appeared on its hand.

The girl played with this flame, looking at the incomparably amazing energy contained in it, and her mouth opened slightly, is this the gift of Mr. Benefactor?

Under the illumination of the bright flames, the originally dim passage was instantly visible, and the girl walked inside the slender passage for a long time before her eyes opened up.

The passage leads to an unknown space, and when the girl steps inside, she finds that it is a stone chamber. The interior of the stone room is simply furnished, with a stone cabinet against the wall, a stone table standing in the middle, a few stone benches around it, and three or five large rectangular stones standing aside.

The girl sat on one of the stone benches, looked around with a flame in her hand, and saw an oil painting framed in stone embedded in the wall. The girl took a cursory look at the painting and saw that it was roughly a golden wheat field, nothing special, so she looked away with interest.

Suddenly, the elbow of the girl's other free hand rested on the stone table, and the palm of her hand gently supported her chin in a pensive motion.

She really had to think about something.

As she walked, she suddenly realized that she was extremely familiar with the use of spiritual power, and she also fully knew the meaning of spiritual power and the realm of courage. Not only that, but in addition to cultivation, she has never forgotten some information that seems to be common sense.

However, in her mind, there was no information about her name, or any other person's name, and not even the slightest impression of her appearance, appearance, etc. And Mr. Beneto was the first person she met.

"Am I...... Selective amnesia?" the girl whispered to herself.

According to Mr. Beneto's answer, he did not know his real name or identity. In his opinion, he looked very similar to his daughter at most, and he vaguely regarded himself as his daughter.

The girl sighed silently in her heart, although she wanted to nod her head before, but she couldn't, because she didn't know who she really was.

At this point, she suddenly thought of another person, another person she hadn't seen since she woke up.

"Could it be...... Are you really going to go to him? but...... Mr. Beneto said that he was a bad person, and told me not to open the door. ”

Her face was tangled.

However, this may be the only clue she wants to find herself.

The man is probably still slamming the door in that secret room, and he seems to be quite energetic, otherwise he would ......

As soon as this thought came to mind, she quickly left it behind, she didn't want to be stunned by the bad guys again, and she didn't want her life to be in danger.

"Forget it...... I don't know who I am, it's good to stay here, but it's been a long time, and it may be a little boring......"

The girl said lightly, and the flame in her hand was extinguished at some point. Suddenly she felt sleepy, and she fell asleep on the stone table.

When she woke up again, she didn't know how much time had passed. The girl rekindled the flames, and suddenly, as if attracted by a magnet, she involuntarily looked up.

"What's that?"

She saw a stone oblate cylinder, and next to the cylinder there was a large stone slab that was out of place with the surrounding stone slabs, and it was very easy to notice.

"Is there anything on the slate?"

The girl thought to herself as she silently recited the mantra of manipulating everything in the castle.

So, the stone slab in the ceiling slowly moved down under her control.

The girl raised her eyes and looked up, and suddenly, her heart pounded, and she retreated again and again.

At this time, the ceiling with a hole exposed was constantly shaking, and above the hole, it seemed that something had fallen down.

The girl hurried out of the room and back down the hallway. She turned her head to look into the room, and saw that a stone table had fallen completely, and a stone slab, as well as ......

A small figure, full of energy.

As far as the girl's eyes could see, Little Wukong stood up from the ground in embarrassment, slapped the dust on his body, and looked to the side, which were stone tables and slabs that were twisted and tilted in the flying dust.

Little Wukong squeezed his eyebrows for a while, and he wanted to scold his mother. Is there something wrong with this remnant soul, I can't get out of it, and it has to deliberately dig a pit in the ground, trying to make me fall to my death?

Just now, he was still cultivating cross-legged, trying to grope for the threshold of the Seven Realms, but suddenly this one came.

From falling to standing up straight, Little Goku always had his back to the girl. He cursed, but he didn't turn around, but just turned his head slightly and looked at the room.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that there seemed to be a bright light behind him, was it a flame?

Little Wukong slowly turned to look.

Suddenly, his whole body stiffened, his eyes bulging outward, and he stood there.

Outside the door not far away, there stood a delicate figure, and the distant firelight illuminated her face, and made him see it clearly.

Little Goku looked at her, and she looked at Little Goku. There was nothing but the burning sound of fire. The two, one standing inside the room and the other outside the room, looked at each other silently, silent.

After a long time, Xiao Wukong's lips moved slightly, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Boboli ...... Is that you......?"