"Pleiades Star Officer!"

Chang Wei looked at the eastern sky, staring at the huge rooster standing high above the rising sun, and there was a hidden surge of anger in his golden eyes.

But he didn't have a seizure, he just took a deep breath, titheed at the big rooster in the air with a smile, and said: "Thank you for the 'help' of the star official, the poor monk will have a 'good reward' in the future!" ”

The huge rooster said indifferently: "You're welcome, Master Sanzang should set off quickly." ”

After that, the figure disappeared suddenly and disappeared in an instant.

"What happened to that sister just now?" As soon as the rooster left, Xiaobai immediately pulled Chang Wei's sleeve and said in a trembling voice: "Why did you die for no reason?" ”

The courage and strength of the pipa spirit left a deep impression on Xiaobai and Xiaoqing.

Although she didn't know her origin, when she first met, Xiaobai Xiaoqing was wary of her, but the pipa spirit never showed any hostility towards Chang Wei from beginning to end, but helped him cut down the white elephant, injured the green lion, and repelled the golden-winged Dapeng eagle.

So seeing such a powerful and friendly pipa spirit, after three rooster crows, inexplicably "seriously injured and died", Xiaobai Xiaoqing was shocked and deeply regretted and sad.

Xiaoqing couldn't help but scold: "What's the matter with that big rooster?" When the demon that really wants to deal with us comes, it is gone. When the demon is killed by us, he jumps out and kills the sister who helped us! Is it crazy? ”

"It's not crazy, it's sober." Chang Wei sneered: "It's just that its position is different from ours." ”

Seeing that Xiaobai and Xiaoqingwu were sad and angry, Chang Wei said: "Don't be so angry, that girl is not dead." ”

"Not dead?" Xiaobai and Xiaoqing's eyes lit up: "Then where did she go?" ”

"I don't know." Chang Wei shook his head slowly, with a strange expression: "I don't even know her true origin......

By now, he was no longer sure that the pipa spirit was really the big demon king of the "Pipa Cave of the Poisonous Enemy Mountain".

Although her image, weapons, martial arts, and supernatural powers are the same as those of the Pipa Demon King, her behavior and words are really strange everywhere.

Combined with this side of "Journey to the West", Chang Wei couldn't guess at all the origin of the "Pipa Spirit".

However, since the "Pipa Spirit" left a message at the end saying that she was not dead, Chang Wei also believed her, and did not worry about her life and death, nor did he guess her origin, but only carefully pondered her last unfinished "last words": "The way to break the game is ...... Monkey King five hundred years ago"

Monkey King 500 years ago?

What's in the back?

A secret hidden 500 years ago? Treasure? Secret?

Chang Wei looked at Sun Wukong, who was still like petrification, sitting in a daze on the stone pile, last night the demons attacked, fierce battles were continuous, the blue lake dried up, the mountains and rivers fell, and the demon corpses were all over the mountains, but Sun Wukong did not react, no matter how fierce and dangerous the battle was, he never made a move, and was immersed in talking to himself.

Sun Wukong has become like this, Chang Wei just wants to ask him if he hid anything good five hundred years ago, and he can't wake him up.

"However, I always feel that the 'last words' of the pipa spirit do not mean that Sun Wukong hid something good five hundred years ago......"

Chang Weimo rubbed his chin, looked at the "petrified" Monkey King, and muttered to himself:

"Five hundred years ago...... 500 years ago...... If you want to force me to go west, the bodhisattvas will also force me to go west, even the Jade Emperor. The Pleiades Star Official, the righteous god of the Heavenly Court, even took action to 'kill' the pipa spirit who helped me. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are adversaries, and the heavenly court is also ......"

As soon as he thought of this, Chang Wei's mind flashed, and he slapped his face suddenly, and suddenly realized:

"Five hundred years ago, there was a lot of trouble in the Heavenly Palace! I understand, what she means is that if you want to break the game, you have to learn from the Monkey King five hundred years ago and make a big havoc in the Heavenly Palace! ”

……

A barren mountain, filled with black fog.

The beauty in the robe holding the pipa slowly walked in the black mist.

Suddenly, there was a bloody wind, a terrible howl like a ghost's cry, coming out of the black mist, whistling towards her, wanting to sweep her in. The beauty of the robe gently plucked the pipa strings, making a sonorous killing sound, and the bloody wind suddenly stopped and dissipated.

When the wind dispersed, countless tiny blood-colored insects fell to the ground in a flutter, and quickly decayed into black mist, merging into the surrounding polar black mist.

The beauty of the robe did not stop, nor did she look at the blood-colored insects, but only walked along a rugged mountain road, stepping on the dilapidated stone steps, and kept moving forward.

She passed by a dry pond with withered lotus flowers.

She passed by a cracked earth, and the ground was covered with decaying alder trees.

There is a collapsed pagoda in front of it, the base is a thousand zhang square, and the pagoda that should be as majestic as a mountain peak when it is intact has only a pedestal less than ten zhang high. It is surrounded by broken white jade bricks and glazed tiles.

No matter what she passed by, the beauty in the robe holding the pipa never stopped for a moment.

Her steps were slow but firm, and she kept going up. From time to time, pluck the strings of the lute to dispel a bloody wind, or crush a thick black mist shaped like a monster.

Finally, the mountain road came to an end, and an old and dilapidated temple appeared in front of it.

The temple is walled with gray stone. The quaint stone walls are littered with signs of destruction. There are scorch marks from lightning strikes, holes frozen by frost, cracks from weapon slashes, and even huge and clear palm prints.

In addition to various imprints, the gray stone walls are also covered with blood stains. Some of the blood stains were old and blackened, and they smelled of decay and fish. Some are like freshly spilled blood, dripping and dazzling, and even squirming slowly on the walls as if they have life.

When the beauty of the robe approached the temple and walked towards the wooden door, which was also covered with all kinds of scars and blood stains, the door was dripping with blood, and it suddenly bulged and turned into a bright red humanoid monster, and flew towards her with teeth and claws. The momentum is so strong, there is actually a Yang God realm!

But the beauty of the robe just lightly hooked her hand, and a crisp string sound like a bead falling on a jade plate popped, and the humanoid monster that turned into blood suddenly hissed miserably, and burst into thousands of tiny blood beads, each drop of blood suddenly ignited a blazing white flame, and in an instant, it evaporated.

Wiped out the blood demon, the beauty in the robe frowned deeply, and said to herself: "Even the 'blood demon' on the temple wall can't be suppressed?" His condition is getting worse and worse. ”

Her tone sounded a little worried.

Shaking her head and sighing softly, she strode into the temple gate and came to a large but dilapidated hall.

At the top of the main hall, there is a golden "Buddha" with a height of 100 zhang.

The golden Buddha has compassionate eyebrows, earlobes that reach to the shoulders, and a screw-shaped bun on his head, and his image is exactly the same as that of the "Buddha".

It's just that this golden Buddha, which is exactly the same as the Buddha, has a dull golden body and dense cracks, even on the face and head, which looks like a broken piece of porcelain that has barely been put together.

Under the many cracks, there were even evil black qi and blood qi surging, and in some cracks, there were countless tiny insects wriggling, which looked shocking.

The Buddha's breath was very weak, and there was a deep tiredness between his brows, which were full of compassion.

But the beauty of the robe did not despise him in the slightest, and after entering the hall, she walked to the Buddha's seat in small steps, took a deep look, and said, "Buddha, I am back." ”

The golden-bodied Buddha slowly opened his eyes, looked at the beauty in the black robe, and said in an undisguised tired tone, "How are things going? ”

The beauty in the robe said: "I have already met the Lord of the Haotian Mirror and gave him a hint." But just as I was about to divulge a few 'heavenly secrets', my projection was dispelled. ”

After telling the story of this trip, the beauty in the robe said worriedly: "Buddha, your injury ......"

"My injuries have worsened a few points."

The Golden Buddha said, although his tone was tired, but it was due to the severity of the injury, and there was no sense of decadence and frustration, and a smile appeared on his cracked face, and he said slowly: "But it's okay, I can hold on for a while." ”

"But Buddha, if you continue like this, I'm afraid you will ...... yourself" The beauty in the Xuanrobe didn't finish her words, but her worry was already overflowing.

"I naturally know the consequences. However, without the support of a few of our dead old guys, how can the 'Origin Fragment' be hidden? After all, the Haotian Mirror has been broken, and the Nantian Gate has also been broken, even if it has gradually recovered now, even in their current state, they still can't resist the search of those guys. ”

The Golden Buddha smiled and said, "We old guys, now there is only such a little bit of effect left. Of course, do your best to keep this ultimate hope alive. Okay, now that you're done with that, you don't need to pay attention to that side. Whether it is success or failure, it depends on the creation of the Lord of Haotian Mirror and the monkey.

"Then you go to Heaven and clean up all the obstacles there. After that, there is no need to come here again, just concentrate on cultivation in the Heavenly Court. ”

The beauty in the robe was speechless, silent for a long time, and bowed deeply to the Buddha: "Then I will go, Buddha take care." ”

The golden-bodied Buddha slowly bowed his head, raised his right hand, and with a slight click, a Buddha light first enveloped the beauty of the black robe, and then tore through the space, leading her into the void.

Sending away the beauty in the robe, the golden-bodied Buddha sighed lightly, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into silence.

Outside the main hall, on the stone wall, the blood squirmed more and more actively, and the black fog and fishy wind that shrouded the barren mountains became more and more manic......

……

"The way to break the game needs to make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace!"

Chang Wei felt that his guess might be the true meaning of Pipa Jing's prompt, but ......

"Isn't that ridiculous?"

The corners of Chang Wei's mouth twitched slightly, and he said to himself: "Even if I have the two hole cards of Haotian Mirror and Fengshen List, I can cultivate now, why should I learn from the Monkey King to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace?" I can't even handle the demons, and I still need the help of a beautiful woman...... Making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, isn't that self-defeating? ”

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