Looking at the majestic Wuzhi Mountain, Mu Qingxiao's starry eyes scanned the void, the starry eyes closed, and the power of the immortal soul swept out.

In an instant, the vast immortal soul power swept out, enveloping all the Wuzhi Mountain realms in it, and the immortal soul power was collected as soon as it was released, and there were no other existences hidden in the surrounding realms.

The space was distorted, and Mu Qingxiao's figure appeared at the highest point of Wuzhi Mountain.

Looking at the golden runes engraved on it, the mighty talisman of Buddhism, Mu Qingxiao's palm gushed out a black flame, stretched out his right hand, and immediately took off the talisman.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the golden light on the talisman was shining, the Buddha's voice was burning, and the vast Dharma poured out from the talisman.

"Bang!"

The terrifying impact swept through his body, Mu Qingxiao ran his mind, his whole body was full of golden light, and his body was still flying upside down like a kite with a broken string, and the waves of qi rolled, and it took a thousand feet to stop his body.

Feeling a familiar aura coming, Mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrows jumped wildly, glanced at Sun Wukong under the Five Finger Mountain, waved his robe, and a crack in the space appeared, and he did not hesitate to get into it.

Seeing Mu Qingxiao leave without looking back, Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed and looked somewhere in the void.

I saw that in the blue void, a figure stepped on the lotus throne and appeared, the person who came was wearing a white robe, holding a mutton fat jade bottle, with a thin veil on his face, and his whole body was shining with golden light, exuding a holy breath of dust.

"Avalokiteshvara!"

Looking at the figure in the void, Sun Wukong's eyes rolled, and he exclaimed in surprise, secretly sighing that Mu Qingxiao was so fast.

Standing in the void, Guanyin's eyes under the veil flickered with golden light, scanning the void, glancing at the sigil on the Five Finger Mountain, and asking, "Similar breath, Wukong, did anyone else come here just now?" ”

"Uh...... Back to Guanyin Bodhisattva, my grandson has never seen anyone come here. ”

"Really? And what's going on with the peach pits around you? ”

As soon as Guanyin's words fell, Sun Wukong's face instantly froze, and he glanced at the peach pits all over the ground, and stumbled when he spoke.

Seeing this, Guanyin took out the willow in the mutton fat jade net bottle, and the rain and dew sprinkled on the Wuzhi Mountain, and the faint golden light of the talisman on it flowed and became stronger.

Looking at this scene, Sun Wukong secretly complained to himself, when is this special head.

"May I ask Guanyin Bodhisattva, my grandson has been pressed under this five-fingered mountain for hundreds of years, even if he did something wrong back then, now he should be punished, when will he be released?"

Retracting his gaze, Guanyin's gaze fell on Sun Wukong, his voice was ethereal, and he said: "Wukong, my Buddha is merciful, you have been pressed under Wuzhi Mountain for nearly five hundred years, your destined person is about to appear, only he can unlock the seal of Wuzhi Mountain, if you can worship him as a teacher and escort him to the west to learn scriptures, you can get out of this Wuzhi Mountain." ”

"Someone who is destined?"

Sun Wukong naturally didn't believe the words in Guanyin's mouth, but just now he saw that because of Mu Qingxiao, the seal had become weaker, and without the appearance of Guanyin, he would have been out of the suppression of Wuzhi Mountain a long time ago.

However, he also knew that if he didn't follow the words of the Buddha, he would probably never have peace, and he didn't want to continue to be crushed under this mountain.

As for the destined person in Guanyin's mouth, he doesn't care at all, isn't it just to learn scriptures, when the time comes, as long as a somersault cloud, you can reach the west in a moment and get the Buddhist scriptures.

Of course, these are all wishful thinking on the part of the Monkey King.

"Yes, your destined person will pass by here in seven days, I hope you can seize this opportunity to wash away your previous sins, I Buddha is merciful."

After that, Guanyin stepped on the lotus throne and disappeared from Sun Wukong's sight.

Not long after Guanyin left, a crack in the void was torn open.

Then a figure walked out of the void of palpitations, and the person who came was a young man in a white robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a god as rich as jade.

"Hey, why did you kid come back, are you planning to continue to save my grandson?"

Hearing this, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth in the void twitched, his face was a little pale, he glanced at the stronger seal, and shook his head slightly.

"Sun Dasheng, with my current strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to rescue you, if you touch the seal, you will be known by the strong people of Buddhism, and the prohibition on the seal is set by Da Luo Jinxian, although I can slowly weaken it, but if I want to rescue you directly, it is impossible."

Seeing that his face was a little pale, Sun Wukong said: "Even if my old grandson owes you a favor, but this is really ruthless, my old grandson's life is hard, and he actually asked me to escort someone destined to go to the west to learn scriptures, I don't know what kind of conspiracy and tricks I played?" ”

Mu Qingxiao nodded slightly, noncommittal.

Sun Wukong's fate is indeed bumpy, as soon as he jumped out of the stone, he was already involved in the game, and it was his master 'Bodhi Ancestor' who was incarnated as a saint who swept him into the whirlpool.

You must know that Patriarch Bodhi is an ancestor-level figure in Journey to the West, the same existence as Taishang Laojun.

However, the latter is hidden in the "Lingtai Square Cun" and "Leaning Moon Three Stars", and he can't escape from the world, but he has long participated in the game, and taught Sun Wukong a variety of martial arts, and it is estimated that he is planning something in secret.

Seeing him complaining, Mu Qingxiao was also quite helpless.

"Sun Dasheng has been pressed under this Wuzhi Mountain for almost five hundred years, and it is not bad for the last few days, just wait a few more days, and when the destined person comes here, you will be able to get out of this Wuzhi Mountain."

"It seems that this is the only way, I hope that Rulai will not go too far."

Shaking his head, Sun Wukong grinned and said, obviously not having a good impression of some hypocritical guys.

"In that case, then I won't stay longer."

As he spoke, Mu Qingxiao waved his robe, and all the fruits on the surrounding peach trees gathered into the cave, almost filling the entire cave.

Then, the space was distorted, and Mu Qingxiao's figure disappeared.

After he left, Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, and said: "This kid is estimated to be difficult to mess with, just now he actually took a step ahead of my old grandson, and noticed that Guanyin Bodhisattva was here, and he ran faster than a rabbit, and his cultivation was at least a little higher than me, which is quite reliable." ”

As he spoke, Sun Wukong looked at the peaches full of holes, and his eyes bloomed with golden light.

After leaving Wuzhi Mountain, Mu Qingxiao did not go far, but came to a remote mountain peak, waiting for Tang Seng to start his westward journey, there was no task triggered on Wuzhi Mountain, and he could only wait for Tang Seng to arrive, maybe there was still a chance.

The figure fell on the mountain peak, and Mu Qingxiao sat cross-legged.

Just now, the power swept by the rune on the Five Finger Mountain blasted him out, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, his physical body was strong enough, and his bloodline was strong enough, but he ended up with a displacement of internal organs.

If you are someone else, under the terrifying Dharma, you will have to be scattered.

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