The closer he got to the towering Wuzhi Mountain, the more ugly the look on Sun Wukong's face became, and his facial features faintly showed a bit of hideousness, Chu Lie looked at him, comforting, but he didn't know what to say.

He himself has been a happy enmity in his own life, but he has never experienced the betrayal of his closest relatives and trust, so he can't empathize with Sun Wukong's anger at this time, how can he comfort him? I can only be silent.

The two rays of light flew towards the Wuzhi Mountain for a while, and the originally cloudless clear sky suddenly became extremely gloomy when it approached the Wuzhi Mountain, and the black pressure stretched for an unknown distance, in which the lightning and thunder could be faintly seen, the wind was raging, and the power was extremely terrifying, and when Chu Lie did not react instantly, Sun Wukong's eyes had burst out of the cold light, and he sneered.

"Heavenly Soldiers!"

"It seems that the battle when my old grandson broke through was too big, after all, it was smelled by this group of family dogs with bright noses, Chu Lie, and come with me, I will press the cloud head first, hide aside and see what he wants!"

Sneered twice, Sun Wukong casually pinched a stealth trick, and the whole person disappeared directly, and Xi Ya also used other means to cover up her and Chu Lie's body breath, the three of them descended the light, stepped in the forest towards the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, the place where the black clouds pressed the city, crossed the dense jungle, stepped on a mountain cliff and looked into the past, you can see that the clouds are densely packed, and there are countless figures.

Standing together, there is a faint powerful force that connects these heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals together, as if they are a whole, advancing and retreating together, and before these heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, a middle-aged man with a good bearing is dressed in bright yellow armor, covered with brocade robes, with a majestic expression, standing in the clouds, his right hand is spread out in front of him, and a small pagoda with a golden jade texture slowly rotates on his palm, releasing a shining treasure light, even if Chu Lie has not seen this person, he can recognize his identity at a glance-

Nezha's father, the chief soldier of Chen Tangguan, the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses of the Oriental Immortal Court, the king of Tota, Li Jing!

Li Jing ...... It seems that the giant spirit god who robbed and killed you before was sent by this person, he used to be a human, and he was even willing to destroy the world for his so-called avenue?! ”

Chu Lie looked at the middle-aged man and squinted his eyes slightly, and spoke in a little surprise, Sun Wukong sneered twice, and said, "The world? Hehe, Chu Lie, let me ask you what a human being is? What is God? ”

"The world he knows, everything he is familiar with has all disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, and the common people who can treat him as mortals, those friends and old friends are all dead, and he is left to sit alone on the sky, then he Li Jing is a god high above, this world is just a mortal world that will make him feel disgusted and endlessly lonely."

"How could he be immortal for the sake of this mere mortal world?!"

“……”

A cold speech made Chu Lie speechless, his eyes fell on Li Jing from the unknown number of heavenly soldiers and generals, and his majestic appearance was a little lonely and sad for some reason, but the latter seemed to be unaware, holding the exquisite pagoda in his hand, and scolded in a deep voice:

"Golden Cicada!"

"Hand over Sun Wukong's incorruptible body, that monkey has been freed, if you don't want him to block the door and kill you, why don't you get out of the way!"

"Amitabha, get out of the way of the poor monks, what can you do?"

There was a voice of indifference and alienation in the peace, and at the moment when this voice appeared, the mocking color on Sun Wukong's face froze in an instant, and all kinds of expressions appeared on his face Constantly struggling, nostalgia, faint attachment, and anger and uncontrollable murder, the five flavors are mixed, indescribable, Chu Lie's eyes followed the place where the voice came from, and in the dense forest, a young monk in a white monk's robe sat cross-legged on a bluestone, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome, but the words he said were unceremoniously.

Li Jing seemed to have been prepared, his right hand was slightly raised, and the Linglong Pagoda above the palm of his palm slowly rotated brightly, and said: "Although he is an incorruptible body of King Kong, but after all, he is just an empty shell, and the true spirit is no longer there, so how much can he exert his great skills?" We are the heavenly soldiers and generals, and we have our own methods to refine his body into ashes, and at that time, the last of the four great spirit monkeys in the world will also be wiped out, even if he is reincarnated, what can he do? ”

"Without this shell that devoured countless golden pill peaches, even if he is still talented, suppressing it is just a backhand matter, no effort, what do you think, Jin Cicada?"

The words were reasonable, which made Sun Wukong's heart boil with murderous intent but also faintly worried, his right palm clenched slightly, and an ink-colored long stick appeared, and a faint anger appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and even Chu Lie thought that Tang Sanzang was going to agree to come down, but he raised his eyes slightly, and his handsome face was still peaceful, without the slightest change, and said peacefully:

"The poor monk only obeys the decree of the law, if you invite the decree of the law, then the poor monk naturally has nothing to say, if not, then please go back."

Chu Lie, who was holding his palm on the hilt of the sword, and Sun Wukong looked slightly stunned, almost thinking that he had heard it wrong, and Li Jing seemed to have expected it, and stroked his beard with his left hand and said with a long smile: "Haha, since Sun Wukong's Yuan Spirit escaped for hundreds of years, you have always said this, originally we wanted to forcibly say a thing or two to you, but fortunately, there are nobles with you, Jin Cicada, who do you see this?" ”

While smiling, Li Jing took a step to the side, letting one person behind him, with peaceful eyebrows and skin like jade, sitting on a lotus platform, holding a jade net bottle, just as soon as he appeared, Sun Wukong's expression that had just relaxed suddenly changed greatly, if it weren't for Chu Lie's quick eyes, he was almost about to pounce out, his eyes were red, and only the killing intent was left, but the delicate and peaceful person only chuckled at the monk below who looked slightly stunned:

"Golden Cicada, do you still recognize me?"

Tang Sanzang's peaceful eyebrows and eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and fell on the face that was once extremely familiar, but it had changed at all, and said coldly: "The poor monk only knows the South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva, and he doesn't know you, the demon who took his body!" ”

"Li Tianwang, if this is the case, please go back, otherwise don't blame the poor monk for not being merciful!"

"Why should the Buddha of Zhantan Merit be so born?"

'Guanyin' shook his head and chuckled, and said calmly: "He and I are two sides of the same coin, bearing the sorrows of the world, how can we always be like a calm water, merciful and save the world?" All animistic beings are equal, I was just born by luck, and I changed it with him a little, and I only blame him for going astray back then, not understanding the principle that all things will eventually die, and was punished by my Buddha and seriously injured. ”

"Otherwise, how can I have this chance?"

The corners of Guanyin's mouth were slightly raised, and the arc of the originally peaceful face suddenly became extremely bewitching and cold, and at the same time, whether it was the handsome monk or the Monkey King who was hidden on the side, his expression became extremely cold, especially the latter, if it wasn't for the divine power to suppress the killing intent, otherwise he would have already risen to the sky.

The 'Guanyin' looked at the look on the monk's face, as if he had received some kind of great satisfaction, with a wave of the sleeve robe of his right hand, a golden streamer shot towards Tang Sanzang, only stretched out in the air, turned into a scroll, on which the pale golden text flowed uncertainly, accompanied by bursts of Zen chanting, the expression on the face of 'Guanyin' became peaceful again, one hand jade bottle, the other hand stood up in front of him, eyebrows and compassion first shouted a long Buddha number, and then asked slowly:

"Jin Chanzi, this is the purpose of my Buddhism, so that you leave Wuzhi Mountain immediately, and hand over the Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong to Li Tianwang to deal with, and you and I will return to Xitianling Mountain, the battle is imminent, and my Buddha has other arrangements."

"Do you dare to disobey?!"

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