West Heaven, Yong'an Palace.

Sun Wukong, who fought the Holy Buddha, has been studying Buddhism here since he completed the task of learning scriptures, and he has even forgotten how long he has been here!

At this time, he threw down the scriptures in his hand, turned over to the rockery outside the main hall, sat on the stone with his cheeks, sighed and looked at the sea of clouds reflected in the distance by the sunset into a purple glow, the whole back was extremely depressed, and the solemn and majestic Yong'an Palace behind him seemed incompatible.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed, and he squinted at the spatial fluctuations that appeared in the square of the main hall behind him.

"Hey, who's coming to find my grandson?"

Where the space fluctuates, a figure gradually appears.

"I'm!

Fan Xian stumbled and almost didn't stand firm, the whole teleportation process was actually a matter of a moment, but this moment made him dizzy, although he stepped on the solid boundary under his feet, but the whole person was still dizzy, and finally stood firm.

"Hey, how is this little doll a mortal?"

A voice sounded from far and near, Fan Xian only felt a flower in front of him, and then saw a black shadow churning over, and it fell in front of him in a flash, a monkey face stared at him with big eyes like copper bells, looking at him with interest, which startled him a lot.

Grandchild...... Monkey king?

"Little doll, why did you come here?

Seeing Sun Wukong suddenly pretending to be serious and standing with his hands in his hands, Fan Xian was stunned, and he didn't dare to act rashly, he smiled awkwardly and said, "You are Sun Dasheng, right?"

"Amitabha!

Sun Wukong is really boring! Since he came back from studying the scriptures, he has been staying here to read the Buddhist scriptures, for him such a detached character, where can he do it, but now it is a peaceful and prosperous era, he has nothing to do outside the Three Realms and Five Elements, and he is about to go crazy every day to do academic work with this group of old scholars in the West Heaven!

At this time, a mortal suddenly appeared in Yong'an Palace, which made him quite happy, and when he was about to tease this person, he heard Fan Xian speak: "Since this is the case, then I will get straight to the point!"

Fan Xian was heartbroken, and said stubbornly: "I was entrusted to come to you!"

"Oh?" Sun Wukong's eyes flashed: "Who entrusted me?

"The Dragon King of the East China Sea entrusted me to come to the Great Sage, you want to return to the Seagod Needle!"

"What?"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't laugh calmly, and the purple and gold crown of phoenix wings on his head also shook continuously with his movements.

"Hahaha! You laugh to death my grandson!"

"Ao Guang Lao'er asked you to ask for my grandson's golden hoop stick?"

Fan Xian looked at the smiling Monkey King, his face was full of embarrassment, but his heart was full of slander, do you think I want to? I will die if I don't come to ask for it, the cheating system is completely unreasonable!

"Great Sage, the Buddha once said that it is natural to repay debts and money......"

"Fart!

Fan Xian's expression froze, Monkey King is really not a good talking monkey, the most difficult thing to deal with in these three realms is this monkey, otherwise he wouldn't have made everyone run to Heaven to sue him, no one can help him at all! Even the Dragon King and Rulai are old men in his mouth, what else can he do?

"What's that, it's not what the Buddha said, that's what Lao Tzu said, borrowing other people's things always has to be repaid, after all, it's not difficult to borrow and borrow again!"

"Phew!"

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, one turned his head up, and a somersault cloud appeared under his body, lying on it like a scoundrel, taking out a small stick from his ear and picking his teeth, and said: "My old grandson borrowed it by himself, why should he pay it back?"

This has been said, and it is obvious that there is no need to talk about it!

Fan Xian also felt that his way to reason with Monkey King was to find himself boring, this was completely playing the piano to the monkey, the result must be inevitable, the system was also a cheat, he didn't give a novice gift package, and he had no way to take Sun Wukong by himself!

The scene was very embarrassing for a while!

Fan Xian looked at Sun Wukong lying on the somersault cloud, and he was angry, yes, you Monkey King is famous for playing scoundrels, and labor and management are not leaving, anyway, if the task is not completed, he will die, since Sun Wukong has sealed the fight to defeat the Buddha, how can he not kill me, right? Thinking of this, Fan Xian simply sat down cross-legged, took out his mobile phone and played.

Huh? Is that a signal too?

Sun Wukong looked at Fan Xian who couldn't help himself, and couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, and when he was about to tease him again, he saw Fan Xian take out a black box and make a sound, and suddenly became a little curious.

"My grandson is here!"

The sound from the mobile phone startled Sun Wukong, and he watched Fan Xian looking at the black box intently, his hands kept poking and pressing on it, so he turned over with a strange look of control somersault cloud.

"The road to learning is at your feet!"

Fan Xian originally thought that there was no way to do it anyway, so he simply stayed here, but because he was bored with Weibo, he opened the king pesticide and planned to play a few rounds, and when he was choosing, he saw Sun Wukong, so his eyes rolled, and he chose it directly.

You will play tricks hard, and labor and management will choose a Monkey King to send people out!

"Little doll, why is my grandson in the black box in your hand?"

Sun Wukong looked at the villain who appeared in Fan Xian's mobile phone, and he actually had his own and could fight monsters, and he was interested.

"There's a demonic spirit! Stay, eat my grandson!"

Fan Xian didn't pay attention to him, but he smiled secretly in his heart, he was finally a little interested, and he controlled Sun Wukong in his hand to flash into the pile of people in a tower on the middle road: "Well, son~ah!"

"Hey, why did my grandson crumble into stones?"

"It's dead!" Fan Xian said without looking back: "I was beaten to death by Nezha, the Bull Demon King and Yang Jian!"

"You fart!"

Sun Wukong was immediately anxious, and snatched Fan Xian's mobile phone with an angry face: "How can these three wastes beat me to death!"

As he spoke, he looked at the resurrected Monkey King on his phone, poked his finger on it, and asked with a strange expression: "Little doll, look, my grandson is not dead!"

"I'll die later!" Fan Xian looked at Sun Wukong's appearance, and felt a little enlightened in his heart, feeling that this monkey was still the master who couldn't sit still, and he must have been quite bored after becoming a Buddha, so he had a plan and said: "Great Sage, otherwise, I'll teach you to play this, and you won't die if you fight it yourself!"

Sun Wukong's eyes rolled, and he turned down the somersault cloud with a heel, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, little doll, you quickly teach me, I'll go and beat the old cow down!"

After speaking, he suddenly realized something, and when he saw Fan Xian's wicked smile, he suddenly secretly called out that he was deceived, and hurriedly threw the mobile phone back to Fan Xian and said, "You little doll, calculate my grandson!"

"That's not what you said, Great Sage!"

Seeing Sun Wukong's calmness in his strong pretense, he finally found a breakthrough, Fan Xian was relieved in his heart, and said with a smile: "I think that only if you go out in person, the Great Sage, can you be proud of the world!"

"That's natural!" Sun Wukong's face flashed with pride, and the monkey's head tilted slightly: "Those ghosts and ghosts haven't been put in my eyes yet!"

"That's right, Great Sage, so let's make a deal!" Fan said with a smile.

"What deal?"

"I'll teach you to fight the king, you give me the Dinghai Divine Needle!" Looking at the hesitation that flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes, Fan Xian knew that he was a little shaken, so he said again: "Great Sage, you haven't had a chance to clean up those monsters since you learned the scriptures, and in today's peaceful and prosperous world, the Dinghai Divine Needle can't beat the monsters and can still play its original role!"

"In recent years, there have often been tsunamis in the world, and the lives have been devastated! It is the lack of the suppression of the Dinghai Divine Needle, as the so-called compassion of my Buddha, the great sage can let the Dinghai Divine Needle suppress the four seas, presumably he will be able to get countless worships in the world and harvest great willingness!"

"So, return the Dinghai Divine Needle to the Dragon King, the Great Sage, you can clean up those monsters in this mobile phone, and kill the Bull Demon King, Yang Jian, and those monsters without leaving a piece of armor!"