Thirty-three Heavenly Doushi Palace!

Taishang Laojun and Rulai sat opposite each other, each with a cup of fragrant tea in front of them, and the slightest heat surrounded them.

"The old Taoist also understands the merit, this vajra is the treasure of merit made by the old Tao's doppelganger Xichu sent a letter to Guguan, but as the Buddha said, traveling west to learn scriptures is also a great merit?" Taishang Laojun stared at the vajra in his hand and asked.

Rulai's deep eyes stared at King Kong Zhuo and smiled.

"Lao Jun is an ancient power, and he is a saint after opening the world, how dare the poor monk deceive you, and how can he deceive you?"

"Hmph, let's not sell it, after the War of the Gods, don't you know what happened in the Three Realms, and you still wear a high hat for Lao Dao?" Taishang Laojun snorted coldly.

"It is because of this knowledge that the poor monk planned this feat of traveling west to learn scriptures, doesn't Lao Jun want to get this merit?"

Taishang Laojun's long eyebrows stretched out, and he laughed and said: "Haha, this thing between heaven and earth, a peck and a drink will definitely have its cause and effect, the old way wants this merit, but the old way of cause and effect doesn't want to memorize it!"

Rulai laughed, since he dared to sit in front of Taishang Laojun, it means that he has already calculated everything in his heart, and after hearing Taishang Laojun's words, he said leisurely:

"This westward journey to learn scriptures, the poor monk has set up nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, the poor monk takes half of it, and the remaining half is reserved for Lao Jun, who can send his disciples or people from Heaven to the lower realm to make up this difficult number!"

Taishang Laojun is such a person, he immediately understood the meaning of Rulai, Buddhism pays attention to ninety-nine to one, ninety-nine to the truth, so these eighty-one difficulties are not so much the catastrophe of traveling to the west to learn scriptures, but to say that this is the power of eighty-one merits.

"The Buddha is so calculating, presumably the last difficulty is in your West Heaven Great Leiyin Temple, ninety-nine to the truth, I don't know who to fulfill?" Taishang Laojun asked.

Rulai didn't hide it: "Originally, the person who wanted to fulfill this merit was the poor monk's disciple Jin Chanzi, but now Lao Jun has also seen it, and the poor monk also has a headache!"

Taishang Laojun laughed, he didn't believe Rulai's words in his heart, even if he gave it to the golden cicada, he would definitely get great benefits if he came, otherwise he wouldn't sit in his Tushi Palace and not leave.

"Buddha, let's stop talking about those useless things, let's talk about your apprentice Jin Cicada, the old Tao clearly said that you want Danfang and refining methods, and don't want anything else!"

"As long as Lao Jun helps the poor monk to let the golden cicada go west to learn the scriptures, even if the entire golden cicada is given to Lao Jun, it is not impossible!"

Taishang Laojun was stunned for a moment, then picked up the fragrant tea in front of him and said, "Drink tea!"

"Drink tea!" said the same gesture.

"Laojun, this Erlang God is making trouble in the South China Sea every day, you can find a way to get him back to the mouth of the Guanjiang River!" Rulai put down the tea in his hand and said.

Lao Jun shook his head: "You just let Guanyin close the door and not come out, and when the matter of the westward journey is finalized, Lao Dao will solve it!"

In this way, the two discussed the matter, and Rulai put down the tea and wanted to leave, but was left by the old lady Laojun.

"Your apprentice is coming, won't you take a look?"

Rulai's eyes suddenly showed a fine light, and once again picked up the fragrant tea in front of him, and a light curtain suddenly appeared in Tushi Palace, and the two people on the scene were Chen Yi and Brother Monkey!

"Lao Dao can prepare a lot of gifts for him and the monkey, I don't know if I can eat it......"

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"Master, what we went over just now was Emperor Huang Zengtian, which is the first heaven of the thirty-three heavens!"

The speed of Chen Yi and the monkey is not fast, this is mainly because Chen Yi is the first time to go to heaven, and he wants to have a good understanding of what the legendary heavenly court is like.

The thirty-three heavens of the heavenly court, the monkey just now said that the first heaven emperor Huang Zengtian, followed by the second heaven Taiming Yu Wantian, the third heaven Qingming He Tongtian, the fourth heaven Xuanyu Pingyutian, the fifth heaven Yuan Mingwen Jutian, the sixth heaven and the seventh Yao Moyi heaven, the seventh heaven of the void Yue Hengtian, the eighth heaven Taiji Mengyi Heaven, the ninth heaven Chiming and Yangtian.

After arriving at the Nine Heavens, a magnificent gate came into view.

The golden light flew in unison, rolling in front of the door, forming a beautiful rainbow, and the auspicious qi kept spraying downward, and the faint purple mist was swirling, a good scene.

Approaching again, the glazed gate is made of three big characters piled up with precious jade: Nantianmen!

There are dozens of gold-armored immortals in the two rows in front of the door, and the four gods will stand in front of them, majestic.

"Master, those four rammers and my grandson know each other, they are the four heavenly kings under Li Jing, and they are garbage!" Brother Monkey explained to Chen Yi as he walked.

Four Heavenly Kings?

Chen Yi has been famous for a long time, holding the pipa and holding the king of the country, holding the sword of the growth king, playing with snakes of the wide-eyed king, and the king of many people who carries an umbrella when it doesn't rain.

Chen Yi agrees with one thing, these four heavenly kings were not lightly cleaned up by Brother Monkey.

"My grandson went over and said hello and asked them to open the door!" Brother Monkey jumped and rushed forward.

Chen Yi's eyes tightened, and he hurriedly stopped Brother Monkey: "Wukong is back!"

"Master?" Brother Monkey jumped to Chen Yi's side and asked suspiciously.

Chen Yi stretched out his right hand to ask Brother Monkey not to move first, his eyes were full of doubts, because the Four Heavenly Kings at this moment were very unusual in his eyes.

Brother Monkey's strength with the golden hoop stick is at the level of SS-level Golden Immortals, but on the heads of the four Heavenly Kings in front of him are four extra-large red SSs.

In other words, the four guys in front of him are definitely waiting for him and Brother Monkey, and for some reason, the strength of these four guys has skyrocketed, which may also be hidden before.

"Wukong, they're waiting for us!" a sneer appeared on the corner of Chen Yi's mouth.

Brother Monkey was stunned for a moment, and the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick appeared directly in his hand, and he was ready to rush up in the next second.

"These four guys' cultivation is the same as yours now, don't be reckless!" Chen Yi grabbed Brother Monkey's arm and said, "Shoot for the teacher, you sweep the formation!"

What?

The moment the monkey was stunned, Chen Yi strode forward, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Stop, this is the ...... of Nantian"

Chen Yi's wishful Tiangang Divine Power was already perfect, and the fist that was swung out was infinitely enlarged in an instant, and it turned into a small mountain in the blink of an eye, although the wide-eyed Heavenly King who was standing in the first reacted quickly, it was not as fast as Chen Yi's fist speed, and he was sent out with a loud bang.

Bang!

The Wide-eyed Heavenly King didn't say anything about the door of the Nantian Gate from beginning to end, but he was punched away by Chen Yi, and fell heavily on the glazed pillar in front of the Nantian Gate, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

This?

The remaining guards and immortals of Nantianmen were directly dumbfounded, this has not yet been fought, why did they lie down one?

"Old thief, I'm here!"

Chen Yi strode forward, his mountain-like fist kept swinging, and the Nantianmen shook with every blow.