Chapter 100: The Mysterious Monk (Ask for Recommended Collection)

The abbot monk was stunned to find that all of these monkeys seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and their cultivation was not weak, at least a few of them rushed into the nearby battle as soon as they appeared, kicking everyone over with three strikes and five divisions, and running away after snatching the golden light. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Among the few people who were kicked over, there was a loose cultivation at the level of the Great Dao Jindan.

In just a moment, a group of monkeys flew with several golden lights, and they were followed by many monks who were still embarrassed and did not give up, but when they saw the huge Monkey King and the golden hoop stick in front of them, they stopped one by one.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to retract several pieces of golden light, and the little monkey in front of him also dissipated on its own.

There are a total of seven groups of golden light, Wang Sheng looked at it intently, the golden light was wrapped in a thing, Buddha beads, wooden fish, demon pestle, small Buddha statues, miscellaneous and varied, plus there were eight kinds of golden books in Wang Sheng's hand.

The monks who came after the golden light gathered more and more, all staring greedily at these golden lights, despite the Monkey King's might, they were still eager to try, and finally, a monk came out of the crowd, as if he was righteous and insistent.

"This senior, according to the number of heavenly qi and the luck of Buddhism has reached the end, these qi luck to the treasure should be obtained, is it a bit too much for the predecessor to monopolize it." He was wrapped in a pale cyan retreat, and he was a Great Dao cultivator.

The rest of the monks echoed one after another, Sun Wukong looked really powerful, but they subconsciously still thought that he was the top of the heavens, that is, the top of the Great Dao Jindan, and there was no need to be afraid of them so many monks.

Gradually, the voice became louder and louder, and the tone became more and more unkind.

Sun Wukong raised his head steeply, a pair of golden essences radiated gold, and the unparalleled power intimidated the Quartet, and everyone was silent for a moment, but then found that Sun Wukong was not looking at them, but behind them.

Thousands of meters behind the monks, a simple-looking young monk stepped step by step.

At this time, he seemed to notice Sun Wukong's gaze, raised his head and smiled slightly, and then took a step past the monks and came to Sun Wukong.

"Amitabha, where did the benefactor come from?" The sound was flat but it spread through the sky.

Wang Sheng's eyes were solemn, he didn't see the difference between this monk, but Sun Wukong beside him bared his teeth and slowly picked up the golden hoop stick under his feet, he suddenly knew that there was definitely something wrong with the monk who suddenly came out in front of him.

Sun Wukong looked at him deadly, "My old grandson seems to have seen you somewhere." ”

The young monk smiled again, "There are thousands of faces in the world, all kinds of changes, there are always people who look similar to the poor monks, donors or have seen them." ”

"Hehe, it does make sense." Sun Wukong grinned, and the golden hoop had been lifted with one hand, "But for some reason, my old grandson just sees that you are unhappy and always wants to knock you on a stick!" As soon as the words fell, the golden hoop stick that had suppressed the angels brought up a phantom and hit the young monk fiercely.

"Amitabha." The monk did not dodge or dodge, but sat cross-legged in the void, closed his eyes and seemed to start chanting the Buddha.

The golden hoop rod hit the top of the monk's head with a strong force, the surrounding void trembled, the qi waves drifted away, and the surrounding monks were blown over from afar without the power to resist.

Wang Sheng could not quickly stay away.

He stared closely at the monk's position, where a ball of golden light rose sharply to wrap the monk, and it was very easy to resist the golden hoop stick.

"Good bald donkey, eat my grandson again!" Sun Wukong shouted violently, jumped up with the golden hoop, and his huge body was like a small mountain in the air, and then fell violently.

With a loud bang, the space around the monk shattered, and the strong wind overturned the ground one layer, but the monk in mid-air was still firmly protected by a layer of golden light, and he was unscathed.

Wang Sheng's heart was shocked when he saw it, where is this monk sacred, even if the Great Sage Master's cultivation is suppressed here, but these two sticks are definitely not something that ordinary people can resist.

"Amitabha, the anger in the donor's heart has been released." The monk opened his eyes and smiled at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong's fiery eyes did not blink, as if he wanted to see the monk through, but no matter how he looked at it, the monk in front of him was just an ordinary monk, mortal in the flesh, without any disappearance.

He smiled, abruptly put away the change magic power and shortened it to a normal appearance, his body flashed in front of the monk, and a monkey face seemed to be attached to the monk's face, "My old grandson is most tired of the two Buddhist bald donkeys in his life, but now you have become the third, but my old grandson sees how you have the same virtue as the first bald donkey, so I have to give you another stick anyway!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Sun Wukong's body flashed, and eight identical monkeys appeared in an instant, each holding a golden rod in his hand, and at the same time smashed down towards the top of the monk's head with a loud cry.

"Amitabha!" The monk closed his eyes, and the golden light around him rose again.

'Boom'!

The sound travels extremely fast in the air, but faster than the sound, the four spaces visible to the naked eye are all shattered, not as good as the last time, this time the entire Pure Land space is shattering, and the cracks that already exist in the sky spread steeply, connecting into a large black hole in the sky.

But Wang Sheng still stared closely at the monk who was wrapped in golden light, and the eight sticks fell at the same time, and the golden light was full of light, and then there were cracks with a 'click', but in the end it was still not completely broken.

"Amitabha, the three sticks of the donor have passed, and it should be from where to go back and forth!"

The sound of the magnificent Buddha was deafening, and Wang Shengshu saw a golden palm from small to large from far and near to the distance, and the monkey covered in the palm laughed, "It turned out to be you, this old man!" ”

Wang Sheng's heart moved slightly, did the Great Sage know who this person was.

In the end, the void fluctuated, a spatial black hole appeared, the Great Sage was sent into it, the golden palm was slowly withdrawn, the monk got up leisurely, and with a slight wave of his hand, all the living beings in this heaven and earth were sent out.

Wang Sheng was no exception, but the world was turned upside down, and he seemed to see the monk take a deep look at him.

The sky was shining brightly in front of him, Wang Sheng hurriedly stood firm, but found a high mountain shrouded in golden light in front of him.

This is Songshan, he came out of the Pure Land space!

There was no shortage of monks who were thrown out together, flying in the sky in a crooked manner, and as soon as he appeared, the huge faith divine body immediately attracted everyone's attention.

There was a moment of silence, and then a man shouted abruptly.

"Catch him, he still has a Buddha Door Qi Luck Treasure in his hand!"

Immediately, several scorching fire dragons completely submerged him, Wang Sheng's eyes were cold, and he habitually pinched out the sword technique, and countless sword qi suddenly flew out from the flames to cover all directions, finding a position that was hostile to him and stabbing fiercely.

Suddenly a miserable scream rang out, and several escapes fled in a hurry, leaving a few stumps and broken arms empty.

Stepping out of the flames, Wang Sheng glanced around, and the monks around him finally knew how powerful he was, and they all controlled the light to stay away, but at this time, his heart suddenly beat, and he found that after this move, his faith divine body actually dissipated slightly.

He was slightly stunned, and then carefully sensed, there was no mistake, it was indeed slowly dissipating, and he could not hear the slightest call in his heart, raised his palm, the white jade Buddha statue still existed, but not only did it not shine, but also cracked a thin slit from top to bottom, he touched it lightly, and the Buddha statue was easily taken down.