Looking at the bald Arhat who had already turned into Yuan Tianzong's appearance, Long Tengfei was thoughtful, and with a small move, the Monkey King stick in the bald Arhat's hand was like a child caught by bad people, struggling desperately, wanting to leave his hands. It's just that the bald Arhat's big hands, like golden hoops, grabbed the Monkey King stick and couldn't get out.

"Yuan Tianzong is you, you are Yuan Tianzong! No, you are not Yuan Tianzong, who are you?"

Long Tengfei's words made the people present confused.

"Haha, I can't imagine that Sun Wukong hasn't come out for many years, and there is such an interesting little guy in this world!"

When the words fell, thousands of rays of light were released from the bald Arhat's body, as if the sun was rising, and the people who were stabbing couldn't look at it directly.

The light dissipated, and a golden monkey wearing a golden armor robe and stepping on seven-colored auspicious clouds appeared in front of everyone, and the other seventeen Arhats also transformed at the same time, becoming exactly like the golden monkey.

"The legend is true!"

"Could it be that this monkey is a peerless monster that was suppressed by Five Fingers!"

After the bald Arhat showed his true body, the monks present were all moved, they didn't expect that for thousands of years, the legend that has become a joke turned out to be true, and a monster was really suppressed on Wuzhi Mountain.

Twittering!

For a while, the top of Shaozhi Mountain seemed to have become Huaguo Mountain, and seventeen golden monkey heads, surrounding the golden giant monkey in the middle, jumped up and down, as if showing off, how could there be the majesty of the previous eighteen Arhats.

"Alright, you all stand down!"

When the words fell, the remaining seventeen golden monkeys instantly turned into a golden light, and if you look closely, they are actually golden hairs, which flash away and disappear into Sun Wukong's body.

Hush!

The people present couldn't help but gasp, these seventeen Arhats who made everyone suffer were just one hair of this Monkey King, even a hair is so powerful, so how strong should his deity be, everyone can't imagine it.

Long Tengfei was also shocked in his heart, although he had already seen a hint of it, but a monkey hair actually evolved into a peerless powerhouse, and this Sun Wukong's methods were really amazing.

After Sun Wukong took away the remaining seventeen Arhats, on the high platform, where the original eighteen Arhats were standing, suddenly rose one after another, and when these protrusions were completely exposed, everyone found that this was actually a real Arhat.

What's going on here?

The previous Arhat turned into a monkey, and after the monkey left, there were eighteen more Arhat statues in the same place.

After the Arhat statue appeared, the golden giant monkey Sun Wukong looked angry, "Hmph, Sakyamuni, you have suppressed my grandson for a million years, and you still don't give up!"

"Splash monkey! After millions of years, you still don't change, do you think that all these years your trace of divine thoughts, sneaking out of Wuzhi Mountain, the ancestor will not know, if it is not for the appearance of the Chaos Holy Son, how can the old man let you make waves!"

Sun Wukong, who was empty-eyed, was shocked when he heard the words of the Buddha:

"How is this possible, there can only be one Chaos Holy Son in this world, my old grandson is transformed by the Colorful Nuwa Stone, and he is the real Chaos Holy Son, in addition to my old grandson, how can there be a new Holy Son!"

"The Holy Son of Chaos, the proud son of the sky, has a deep fortune, and is a person with great luck, you monkey, although you were born with a holy body of chaos, but you are a disaster for the common people, you are willing to fall, and you are not tolerated by the way of heaven, and the foundation of chaos has long been broken!"

"This is impossible, who is the new Son?"

As Sun Wukong's words fell, a monstrous killing intent swept over the top of Shaozhi Mountain like a storm, and some monks who were caught off guard were instantly torn to pieces by this terrifying killing intent, and other monks who were on guard were also shocked by this killing intent that was like a substance.

"Sun Wukong!

Before the words fell, five fingers suddenly appeared in the sky, and these five fingers were like five mountains, falling in the direction of Sun Wukong.

"Hmph, Shakyamuni, do you think my grandson is really unprepared for millions of years?"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong's eyes showed a fierce light, his eyes were scarlet, and the Monkey King stick in his hand rose in the wind, standing between heaven and earth like Optimus Prime, blocking the five fingers falling from the sky in midair.

"Haha, I've been suppressed by you once, do you think my grandson will be fooled again?"

As he spoke, the countless golden hairs on Sun Wukong's body burst out like steel needles, and countless streamers, like golden fire feathers, shot out in all directions.

It's just that before the golden feather flew far, golden Buddha statues suddenly appeared around Shaozhi Mountain.

Cracking sound!

All the fire feathers seemed to hit the iron wall, and they were bounced back in an instant, and they reunited into a golden giant monkey!

"You。。。 ”

Sun Wukong, who was blocked, looked shocked, thinking that in the past million years, all the seals left by the Buddha had been broken, but he didn't expect that there was an even more terrible seal on the periphery of Wuzhi Mountain.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot! Sun Wukong, your life should be like this!"

"Hmph, my grandson never believes in fate!"

Rumble!

Before Sun Wukong's words were finished, the golden five fingers, like a torrent of steel, instantly submerged his body on the top of the mountain.

After the torrent, there is silence on the top of the mountain.

The dust cleared, and a golden statue stood quietly on the top of the mountain, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, you could still see the statue's face full of confusion and puzzlement, and beside this giant monkey statue, there was a much shorter statue, which looked like the shape of a child.

Strange to say, when the irresistible golden torrent like Tianwei submerged the entire Wuzhi Mountain, not only did the people on the mountain not suffer any harm, but even benefited from misfortune.

There seems to be a trace of Buddhism in the sea of knowledge, and there seems to be a trace of the law of the Great Dao. For a while, all the monks on the mountain sat down cross-legged one after another, closed their eyes and cultivated and comprehended.

"Childe!"

"Little Brother Dragon!"

At this moment, two crisp calls broke the tranquility on Shaozhi Mountain.

The three-eyed fire phoenix and Huang Ying, who also benefited a lot, were ecstatic just now, but when the two looked up at the front, they found that the dragon Tengfei was gone, and where he was before, there was actually a golden statue, which was the same as the dragon Tengfei.

It's just that no matter how the two of them called, the statue in front of them was like a dead thing, and there was no response.

Strings of tears slipped down the cheeks of the two, and when they looked up at the sky, they already had angry faces.

Sun Wukong was sealed by the Buddha, they can understand, but Long Tengfei was also sealed on Shaozhi Mountain, how can this be explained? It's just that after the Buddha suppressed Sun Wukong, there was no movement.

Huang Ying and the three-eyed fire phoenix seemed to have turned into statues, waiting beside Long Tengfei, in the blink of an eye, ten days passed, in these ten days, Long Tengfei seemed to have really become a statue, lifeless, and the two of them were infinitely sad in their hearts.

It wasn't until the news came from the bottom of the mountain that Huang Ying left Wuzhi Mountain with the three-eyed fire phoenix and returned to the Princess Mansion of Tiandu City.

"Twelve years of reincarnation, chaos reopening party awakening!"

In the princess's mansion, the old beggar only left an inexplicable word and left alone.

"Sister Huang Ying, what do you mean by the words of your predecessors, is it possible that the son will not wake up until twelve years?"

"Junior Brother Long is deeply blessed, he is not a person who died early, since his predecessor said so, he will definitely wake up!"

For monks, twelve years is not a long time, but once there is concern in the heart, every day is like a year.

Time flies, time flies.

Unconsciously, it has been twelve years, and in the past twelve years, on the Shaozhi Mountain, there will be two beautiful figures every year, but the people they are waiting for seem to have really left this world, and they simply feel the call in their hearts.

In twelve years, the three-eyed fire phoenix has grown from a little girl to a big girl, slim and elegant, with a superb appearance, and her cultivation has broken through to the three-turn primary realm.

And Huang Ying, the bright pearl of the Divine Dynasty, although she is nearly thirty years old, she is still as beautiful as a flower and still young, as if she can't bear to leave traces on her pretty face even the years.

However, in the past twelve years, Huang Ying has not changed completely, she has cultivated the Heart Sutra recorded in the Cangsheng Lu to the stage of Xiaocheng, not only is her mind extremely firm, but her cultivation has reached the second-turn intermediate realm, in addition, there seems to be a unique temperament in her body, which makes her whole person look more icy and jade, holy and unparalleled.

"Huh, Sister Huang Ying, where's the son?"

Twelve years later, on this day, the three-eyed fire phoenix and Huang Ying came to Shaozhi Mountain again, and just as the two were about to put the prepared wine and food in front of the statue, they found that the statue that had stood on the top of the mountain for twelve years was gone.

Huang Ying and the three-eyed fire phoenix were flustered in their hearts, could it be that someone removed the statue of Long Tengfei, this is impossible, in the past twelve years, they have also tried to transport the statue of Long Tengfei back to Tiandu City, but the statue of Long Tengfei is like growing on a mountain, no matter how many ways they try, they can't do it.

Just when the two of them were in a hurry, the mountain shook for a while, as if the mountain was collapsing and the ground cracked, and a purple light was like a long sword out of the sheath, as if it was about to split the top of the mountain.

With the appearance of purple light, a golden statue the size of an adult rose to the ground. Looking closely, the face of the statue is very similar to that of the dragon.

"Childe!"

"Little Brother Dragon!"

The statue reappeared, and the two women, Huang Ying and the three-eyed fire phoenix, were ecstatic and were about to approach, but before the two of them came to the statue, a strong force attacked and bounced the two away.

When the power came out, cracks appeared on the golden statue, and pieces of golden fragments slipped off like wall skin.

After the golden fragments completely faded, a young man with skin as white as jade, starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and a handsome god appeared in front of the two.

Although the young man's appearance has changed greatly, the two daughters, Huang Ying and the three-eyed fire phoenix, still recognized it in an instant, this young man is the dragon Tengfei who has been sleeping for twelve years.