In the ancient city of Zijin, in the sea of clouds, above the peaks.

Qingding Palace is solemn, as high as 100 meters, bronze cold jade carved beams and columns, green tile agate Tibetan ancient rhyme, smooth four walls glow.

The white-robed old man on the Cloud Viewing Altar is called a real person, he has the strength of the Heavenly Rank Saint Knowledge, is proficient in alchemy and cultivation, and can watch the sky at night, and can pinch and calculate.

On the cloud viewing altar, there is no mention of real people stroking the piano and watching the sky, and the boys on both sides shake their fans and light the incense burner.

At this moment, there were clouds surging in the sky, not mentioning the real person, he couldn't help frowning, pinched his fingers, and ordered: "There is a change in the sky, go and check for the teacher, you go back first!"

With that, he headed for Edgeworth in the direction of the Star and Moon Residence, leaving a white tail in the sky.

Outside the ancient city of Zijin, the sky above the stars and the moon is covered with clouds, black and oppressive shrouded in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the wind is strong. This strange wind and cloud makes the sky dark, the woods are like sea waves, the flowers and leaves are flying and the sand is wanton and chaotic, like the "mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full of buildings, and the black clouds are pressing the city and the city is about to be destroyed", and the sky is about to change greatly.

Zixia slowly put down her sword, and when she saw that the water in the cup shook and rippled, she couldn't help but murmur: "How can there be an army of ghosts here, it is impossible for them to cross the Gorge Gate!"

"Let's go out and have a look. Sun Wukong said calmly.

The two of them rushed out of the stars and moons, and the wind swept the flowers and leaves in the dust, and the two raised their hands to resist, squinting as if they couldn't open their eyes.

At this moment, the yin wind rose again, and the white mist flowed like a white river.

Suddenly, the wind stopped abruptly, the sky was dark, and the day was like the dawn.

The black dead leaves are like black elves, fluttering and falling in the mist. The white mist could not disperse, condensed into snowflakes, and fell. The ghosts came in droves from the snowflakes, and there were quite a few of them, about a few thousand.

I saw these ghosts, born hideous and terrifying, their skin was as white as frost, there was no blood, and there were many places where there were festering insects.

The ghosts were skinny and terminally ill, with sunken eyes that were constantly emitting black smoke, a mouthful of jagged fangs, a slimy liquid, a pair of wings on their backs, and no feathers, like demons from hell.

The ghosts could not resist their bloodthirsty nature, and after roaring in unison, they attacked with ferocity. They came like a tidal wave, and for a moment the dust was stirred.

"It's really a ghost!" Zixia said in surprise.

"Imperial Sword Technique: Rain of Swords"

Zixia said, flew up, recited the sword trick in her mouth, knotted the law seal in her hand, and the sword came out of the sheath and the sword rain was majestic. For a while, the explosion continued continuously, and small blue-white mushroom clouds rose, and in the successive screams, I don't know how many ghosts were in different places.

Sun Wukong secretly praised on the side, but for some reason, his head ached faintly, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a golden light. After a while, the pain gradually faded again, he slowly got up, and said as if he realized it: "Zixia, I seem to know this trick, you have the strength of a Heavenly Rank Venerable, and do you have any other cultivation immortal techniques?"

"What?" Zixia said in shock.

Zixia was shocked, and couldn't help but glance at Sun Wukong in a daze, hesitated for a while, came back to her senses, and then released the Five Elements Cultivation True Immortal Technique.

"Five Elements Senjutsu, Wood, Thousand Vines"

Zixia landed lightly, bit her thumb, pressed her thumb to the ground, and recited the mantra in her mouth.

In an instant, thick vines broke through the ground one after another, they were as swift as a spirit python, strong and powerful, and could break rocks. Vines passed directly through the heads of the ghosts, and in the incessant screams, a large number of them fell.

However, the army of ghosts did not flinch in the slightest, and they followed one after the other, like a tidal wave.

Zixia got up slowly, frowning, the smile on her face gradually stiffened, and she couldn't help but be worried.

"Don't worry, you cultivation immortal technique, I'm already back to the meeting, look at me!" Sun Wukong smiled slightly, confidently blew his golden hair, looked thousands of meters away, and deliberately shouted at the top of his throat.

"Five Elements Senjutsu, Wood, Thousand Vines"

Sun Wukong shouted, learning Zixia to draw a scoop according to the gourd, and he really cast the same cultivation immortal technique, which was better than Zixia, and the ghosts fell a large piece.

Sun Wukong got up slowly, looked up to the sky and roared like an orangutan, patted his chest and roared, pointed to the jade mask man on the treetops thousands of meters away, and said with sharp eyes: "Look what other tricks you have!"

The jade masked man on the treetops, with a slender figure, is a woman. She suddenly became nervous, and couldn't help but panic and secretly guessed: "Who is that monkey, looking at it from a distance, it seems to be a little similar to the person I painted, he can actually learn to cultivate true immortal art at once, that monkey should not be underestimated, thirty-six plans are the upper plan, my Bai Jingjing will come back!"

The jade masked man looked at it carefully, and quickly took out the jade bone flute, and flew away to blow the "Demon Dao, Demon Sound, Imperial Soul". She was as light as a swallow, and soon disappeared on the horizon, and the ghosts also collapsed in an instant, and the continuous flow was like a tidal wave receding.

"Dead Monkey, how did you learn my Cultivation Immortal Technique?" Zixia opened her mouth wide, snorted in disbelief, and said with her tongue bridged.

"My Doutian God Eye has the ability to copy the Immortal Magic Dao, as long as I am willing to learn it, I will be able to do it!" Sun Wukong said confidently.

"Then how do you know my level strength?" Zixia said in disbelief.

"It's very simple, my Doutian Divine Eye is not only a fiery eye, it can see through the opponent's level strength, copy the opponent's immortal arts and demons, and it is only one of them, there are other magical things, and I will tell you slowly in the future, although the fiery eyes can see through the changes of monsters, it is actually an eye disease that I committed in the gossip furnace, and my divine power is greatly reduced. Sun Wukong smiled indifferently and said proudly.

"Wow - your Doutian Divine Eye is so powerful, then do you remember the mantra of Seventy-two Transformations and Somersault Cloud?" Zi Xia's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said very expectantly.

"Of course I remember, as you think, I can learn it on my own, but I can't learn Seventy-Two Transformations and Somersault Clouds, and if I accidentally use it, I will reveal my identity. Sun Wukong smiled, thought in his heart, and suddenly asked as if he had thought of something, "Zixia, I want to ask you a question." ”

"Ahh

"After 10,000 years, have the gods really disappeared?" asked Sun Wukong solemnly.

"Because in thousands of years, the gods really never appeared, so it would be written like that in the book, otherwise Kyushu would not make the human race make waves!" Zixia said with a smile.

"Oh, I see!" Sun Wukong nodded lightly, exhaled, and said with a smile, "Zixia, call me a monkey in the future, don't let others know that I am Sun Wukong, let alone let others know that I jumped out of a stone, as compensation and gratitude, I can be your pet." ”

"Well, that's what you said, I'll keep your true identity a secret, and don't regret being my pet when the time comes. Zixia smiled and said happily.

"Thank you, master!" Sun Wukong winked at Zixia and said with electricity.

Zixia was suddenly stunned in her heart, and quickly turned her head, full of shyness, biting her lip slightly, caressing her arm, stomping her foot gently, and said with a smile in her heart: "Dead monkey, what did you mean just now? I am your master, alas, in the future, see if I will make you feel better!"

At this moment, not to mention the real person who looked like an ancient Dao immortal sword fell, walking in the fairy mist, looking like a fairy wind bone, he also had snow-white hair and blue eyes.

As soon as Sun Wukong turned around, he couldn't help but hesitate in his eyes, as if he had been reunited after a long absence, and shouted in a low voice in his heart: "Master-"