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On the top of Huā Guo Mountain, overlooking the monkeys on the ground, Taishang above the green ox raised his hand again,

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Once he falls, the monkey's life will dissipate, and within five hundred years, there will be no possibility of Rulai's westward journey plan, and the existence of Heavenly Court will be safe for five hundred years.

How cost-effective is it to die a demon and eliminate the chaos of the Three Realms? How abominable!

Bai Shuo's roar grew louder and louder, and in the end, the roar full of anger tore apart the sound of eighty-six million evil ghosts crying in unison.

In the entire eighteenth layer of hell, countless Yin Division evil ghosts and Yan Jun judges all fell into a stunned state of fear in this roar.

And just before Taishang waved his hand and the dust was about to settle, the scene changed again!

Silently, as if a gust of wind was blowing, the giant spirit god who was trampling on the monkey on the ground was suddenly smashed hundreds of meters away by Pei Ran, and the figure of a young man was in front of the monkey.

The screams came, and the Yellow Turban Lux holding the iron pestle twisted his arms inch by inch at this moment, turning into a strange mole, and even the iron pestle turned into scattered iron sand.

At this moment, in front of the suddenly appeared Taoist boy, the situation began to slide in an unpredictable direction.

In the middle of hell, Bai Shuo opened his mouth in disbelief, staring blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared, that person, he knew......

The senior brother who was waiting for him in front of the mountain gate with a bowl of water and tadpoles, and the young man in Taoist costume who also told him about Wukong's situation an hour ago, violated the ban of Fangcun Mountain and appeared on Huā Guo Mountain.

Slowly turning his head, the young man in Taoist costume looked at the yellow turban wrestler who smashed the monkey's arm with cold eyes, originally Bai Shuo thought that he was like "the breeze and the bright moon" at any time, but at this moment, his eyes were indeed angry and murderous.

Under this kind of killing machine, the breeze in his ears and the bright moon in front of him will turn into a blade that takes people's lives, and the yellow turban wrestler was stabbed by the killing machine, and couldn't help but retreat twice, pinching his throat in disbelief, and letting out a hoarse wail.

At the last moment, for some reason, as soon as the killing machine of the young man in the Taoist costume was loosened, the Yellow Turban Lux who escaped to death fell into a fainting.

However, the young man in Taoist costume turned his gaze to the monkey on the ground, his eyes were gentle and apologetic, and he leaned down and whispered, "Wukong, senior brother is late." The once stubborn and obedient monkey was now crying bloodied and hoarsely whispered: "Senior brother,........., he is dead......

The monkey's mouth trembled, and he looked at Bai Shuo, who was sealed in the boulder, and cried: "My last friend, dead!" ”

"Senior brother, he didn't die, he was just temporarily sealed into hell." The young man in Taoist costume lowered his head and wiped the blood and tears on his face with his sleeves for this once high-spirited junior brother, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother is incompetent, I can't save you from the cage." ”

The monkey cried in a low voice, and muttered hoarsely: "Wukong is stubborn, and he has affected the master and the senior brother." "It's okay, the master didn't complain about you, and neither did the senior brother." The boy in the costume laughed1

The palm of his hand slowly pressed on the monkey's forehead: "Senior brother, sleep." ”

Under the spell, the monkey, whose body and mind were completely exhausted, fell into a dream, and the young Taoist priest stood up from the ground, turned around and looked up at Taishang in the air: "Taishang, you said "Wu Wei" so you sit in the Tushi Palace and watch the world for thousands of years, why bother to enter this red dust again? ”

Taishang looked at the big disciple of Fang Cun Mountain who suddenly appeared in the field at this moment, and replied indifferently: "I am entrusted by someone." The young Taoist priest whose breath in the past was like a bright moon and a clear breeze had undisguised anger in his eyes at this moment: "Entrusted by someone to kill my Cunshan disciple?!" ”

"Entrusted by others, calm the turmoil in the Three Realms." Taishang looked at him indifferently: "Besides, from the beginning, he was a pawn of Rulai."

The young man in Taoist costume fell silent, and only after a long time did he raise his head and said word by word: "Wukong has no value to Rulai, it is useless to kill, if you stop today, I am willing to sit down and serve you for a thousand years, how about it?" "If I don't kill him, Heaven will kill him." What is the difference between killing today and killing tomorrow, dying in my hands and dying in the "Heavenly Court's joint trial, the verdict and beheading of Sendai?" ”

"Even if Wukong is still dead in three days, can I just sit back and watch you kill my junior brother?" The young man in the Taoist costume sneered, and after a long time, his expression became awe-inspiring that could not be questioned: "Even if I exchange a thousand years of time for Wukong's three-day life, it will be very good for me." ”

Taishang looked at the young man in Taoist costume seriously, and only said after half a sound: "What you said does have two truths, it just so happens that there is still a lack of a boy in the Tushi Palace." The young man in the Taoist costume stepped forward and asked, "That's it?" ”

"It's just, have you really thought about it?" Taishang's gaze turned to the south, as if he was looking at the small mountain gate on Fangcun Mountain, and said with a sigh: "Jin Cicada, as soon as you leave, that person will really become a loner." ”

It was as if a thunderbolt poured into Bai Shuo's head, leaving him speechless.

That young man in Taoist costumes, his senior brother, the eldest disciple of Fang Cun Mountain, is called "Golden Cicada,?

Golden Cicada...... Golden cicada ...... Tang Xuanzang!

In an instant, the chaos in Bai Shuo's mind suddenly became clear, and he stared blankly at the scene in the round light mirror, only to feel that suddenly there was a clue that finally completed the key link, so the truth shrouded in the mist finally glimpsed the scales.

Bai Shuo, who understood the original direction of this world, whispered in disbelief: "He is the ..............." He is another crucial person in the original plot, the golden cicada who was originally going to invest in the West Heaven Buddhism was originally in order to make Wukong not fall into the abandoned son of Rulai after the westward journey, and the former golden cicada was thrown into the pure land, willing to be driven by Rulai, just to earn a gap for his junior brother to survive, and change a place to stay, so that he would not be abandoned after the use value disappeared, and face the anger of the entire heavenly court.

And now, after the plot has changed, Jin Chan still can't let go of this junior brother who has lived together for ten years and is like a brother, blocking the way in front of Taishang.

Facing Taishang's question, a trace of pain flashed in Jin Cicada's eyes, and he lowered his head and said, "The teacher will understand." ”

After a long time, Taishang finally withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "I promise you." ”

The golden cicada faced south, knelt down in the direction of Fangcun Mountain, and slammed his head heavily on a piece of bluestone, until the blood was dripping before he made a choked voice: "Unworthy disciple Jin Cicada has thanked the teacher, the teacher has great kindness, Jin Cicada has nothing to repay in this life, only waiting for the next life"

I don't know how long it took, he seemed to hear a sigh and got up from the ground silently, and finally glanced at the sleeping Wukong on the ground, and smiled: "Senior brother, goodbye." ”

Turning around slowly, he said to Taishang, "Let's go." ”

Finally, he glanced in the direction of the round mirror, was silent and his eyes were complicated, and finally disappeared into the sky with the green ox.

And the sleeping Monkey King was also captured by the heavenly soldiers and disappeared into the sky.

Only a wreckage remains, and there are dozens of little monkeys howling and crying at noon.

There was a dead silence in the underworld, and after the darkness Manju Sawa grew enchantingly.

Bai Shuo recalled the look in Jin Cicada's eyes before leaving, and he understood what Jin Cicada wanted to say.

Three days to go...... Wukong, I'll leave it to you.

Bai Shuo lowered his head, carrying the resentment of eighty-six million hungry ghosts, as if he was crushed.

After a long time, he let out a hoarse voice: "Hey Jizo." ”

Jizo, who was reciting the scriptures silently, opened his eyes: "I'm here."

"Heavenly Court Trial...... What is it? ”

"Sun Wukong has been cultivating for seventy-two years for many years, and if you want to kill him, you must ask for the treasure" Broken Dragon Side,. Jizang said in detail: "The Jade Emperor died, Taibai was unable to exercise power, and if he wanted to invite out the Heavenly Court, he must gather the immortals and obtain the permission of the Heavenly Court gods. ”

His tone seemed a little strange, and with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he whispered: "It will take at least three days for the Heavenly Court to gather all the immortals, that is, three years." ”

"In other words, if you don't want him to die, you should break free from this hell within three years."

Bai Shuo raised his eyes and looked at him with a thin nose, but he couldn't see anything.

What does Jizo mean exactly?

He couldn't figure it out.

"Don't think about it, let me see."

Jizo closed his eyes again, and there seemed to be a hint of anticipation in his smile: "There is still no one in this world who has the karma of 86 million evil spirits to carry......"

In the darkness, Bai Shuo laughed silently, and even the thing in the wrist chakra space that was sealed in the iron box began to tremble.

In three years, if Bai Shuo wants to get out of these eighteen layers of hell, he will have to bear the erosion of the sins of 86 million hungry ghosts and the immeasurable karmic consequences......

He understands how difficult it is, but he also understands that after three years, if he can't succeed, all the sacrifices of the golden cicada will be worthless, and everything will be over.

"Three years, three years later, I will take them to the capital."

In the county government of a small city, Ma Liang sat on the tattered chair, gritted his teeth, and said vaguely to Liang Cheng.

He let Liang Cheng use his knife to cut through the flesh of the arrow, feeling the blade scrape against the bone, and finally burrowed into the gap between the bone and the arrow that pierced the flesh.

"Don't put your mouth cannon here yet, put up with me." Liang Cheng shoved a knife handle between his teeth, making him bite tightly.

Then the blade flickered, and in Ma Liang's scream, a barbed nose arrow fell into Liang Cheng's hands with two pieces of minced meat.

In just a few days, Maleonn coerced Liyou and turned the group of prisoners who were sent to the frontier into a group of thieves.

With amazing skills and means, that once innocent child actually made a group of thugs more well-behaved than sheep in front of him.

First, in front of everyone, he killed the soldiers who escorted them, and then dealt with a few thorns who dared to resist in a harsher way than those soldiers, and finally forced them to the point where they had to rebel.

According to the law, it was a capital offense to kill a prisoner who escorted a soldier, and all members of the team were to sit together. Each of them had a soldering iron on their faces, and they couldn't even escape far.

During this period, the only thing Liang Chengcheng did was to stand behind Ma Liang and watch with a smile how the young man played with the group of prisoners in the palm of his hand.

Relying on justice at all, Ma Liang only relied on the swords and swords he snatched, and with the knowledge of Xiong Zhong and 800 prisoners, he captured a small city like a miracle.

It's a pity that after all, the number of people is too small, and they were accidentally hit by an arrow in the chaotic battle, but they always stood behind everyone and did not take a step back.

He is no longer the innocent teenager, Yuan Gong's most proud disciple is about to release his own light in this era...