At this time, at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, in an inconspicuous hole near the mountain wall, a hairy monkey head was born.

There are some leaves scattered on its head, which is described as withered, but its eyes are incomparably clear and deep.

At this moment, it looked up at the sky, and its eyes were full of longing, which was the yearning for freedom.

This monkey head is the Monkey King who was suppressed under this Five Finger Mountain.

Hundreds of years have passed in a flash, and now he is not what he used to be, not the same, but he is trapped here, and his skills are useless.

This is too much torment for Sun Wukong, who has always been unruly and free by nature, and he lives like a year.

But at this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded, "Wukong! ”

"Huh?" Sun Wukong couldn't help frowning, this voice was too familiar, but it made him feel very unreal, because over the years, such a voice often appeared in his ears, but in the end it was confirmed that it was just his illusion.

But in the next moment, in the air in front of Sun Wukong, a figure appeared out of thin air.

He was wearing a robe, standing with his hands in his hands, heroic and powerful, and his demeanor was confident, who was not Jiang Feng.

Sun Wukong couldn't believe it, his hairy hand curled up in the hole quickly stretched out, and kept rubbing his eyes, suspecting that he had seen it wrong.

After confirming it again and again, Sun Wukong knew that this was not an illusion, but indeed his savior.

"Jiang Tianshen, why did you come! I've been waiting for you so hard! Sun Wukong looked excited and ecstatic.

"Jiang Tianshen, let me out. I've had enough of this place. Sun Wukong hurriedly asked, he couldn't wait.

If he could, he didn't want to stay in this damn place for even a second.

Jiang Feng shook his head lightly, "No, it's not time yet." ”

He didn't come to let the monkey out.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong was puzzled, "Jiang Tianshen, I have digested all the great merits you gave me before, and my Dao cultivation has risen to a higher level, turning the world upside down. ”

"If you let me out, I can immediately set foot on Lingshan Mountain and kill all these old bald donkeys, leaving no one behind."

Sun Wukong's eyes showed an incomparably thick murderous aura, almost condensed into substance, which was terrifying.

"I believe this!" Jiang Feng nodded.

He could see that the monkey had really undergone a radical change, turning the world upside down.

After all, last time, he had bestowed on this monkey a full forty million Dao merits, which was enough to take him to the next level.

Today's Monkey King's cultivation is unfathomable, and he has reached the critical point of the Three Realms, with extreme power, which can be said to be vast and boundless.

If the great magic power of the Buddha country in the palm of Wuzhi Mountain is not given by the quasi-Taoist people, but by the Buddha, then Sun Wukong can get out of trouble without the help of external force.

"However," Jiang Feng's voice changed abruptly, "These are far from enough, you must know that the leaders behind the Journey to the West are the Quasi-Daoists and the Daoists, and they are also the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, with the support of Dao Ancestor Hongjun behind them, and the will to fight against them is the key to your going against the sky." ”

Sun Wukong couldn't help frowning deeply, quasi-mentioning Taoist, leading Taoist, Daozu Hongjun This is not an existence that he can contact at all, there is no comparison at all.

"Wukong, don't worry, I'll help you. You can accept these things, cultivate for another hundred years, and when the Journey to the West really begins, it will not be too late to get out of trouble! ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Feng directly took out the last wisp of Dao Hongmeng purple qi, as well as the merit divine pool that was transformed by 100 million Dao merits.

For a time, a large amount of merit pond water poured down, filling the entire Wuzhi Mountain.

However, these merit pools were all blinded by Jiang Feng's great mana, and no one could see the clues unless the saint came in person.

And among the three realms and six realms, no one can come in except him.

In other words, in the remaining hundred years, Sun Wukong can rest assured to refine these merit pools and participate in the Hongmeng purple qi of the Great Dao.

"This, this ......"

Seeing these two treasures, Sun Wukong's eyes widened, and his breathing was almost stagnant.

He knew what these two treasures meant to him.

If he can completely digest and absorb it, then his realm will probably rise to another level and become that high saint.

This was something he hadn't dared to think of before, he knew that it was Jiang Feng who made him what he is today, but he never thought that he, a great benefactor, actually had the ability to create a saint.

It's incredible, it's almost outrageous.

If this scene spreads, I am afraid that the entire desolate world will boil and cause an uproar.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sun Wukong wouldn't have believed it when he was killed.

Originally, Sun Wukong still wanted to leave Wuzhi Mountain, but now a heart that pursues freedom has been pressed down in an instant.

Right now, he just wants to concentrate on cultivating, digesting and absorbing all these things as quickly as possible, so as to become holy and fight against Western Buddhism.

"Thank you Jiang Tianshen, I will definitely cultivate hard and never let down your hard work."

Sun Wukong arched his hands and thanked him sincerely.

Jiang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then drove away.

His previous trip to endless chaos made him return with a full load, and he had gained 200 million Great Dao merits, but now there was not a single bit left.

However, thinking about the merits of these two hundred million avenues, it is worth it to be able to create two saints for him.

Back at Miluo Palace, Jiang Feng immediately walked into the practice room, ready to start cultivating.

The plan has already been planned, and the next time is to sprint to the realm of the Mixed Yuan Saint with all his might.

Just wait for the Journey to the West to really start, and then go against the trend, resist the will of heaven, and change the world.

"Huh!"

As soon as he walked into the courtyard in front of the practice room, Jiang Feng suddenly exclaimed, overjoyed.

He was shocked to find that the World Tree planted here had changed dramatically.

Previously, he had been cultivating for more than a hundred years, and under the careful irrigation of Zhao Xiaowu and the Neon Dress Fairy, the World Tree continued to grow, one day at a time.

Later, he came out of retreat, because Princess Longji was in an emergency, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the changes in the World Tree at all, and he couldn't help but be shocked at this time.

Today's World Tree has actually grown to a height of tens of millions of feet, reaching straight into the sky, towering into the clouds, and there is no end in sight.

Moreover, it is shining with purple and gold light throughout, mysterious and magnificent, as if it contains the truth of the avenue, which is difficult to fathom.

The aura that emanated from it was already above the ten innate spiritual roots of the Flood Desolation, which was indescribably wonderful.

The most important thing is that on that branch, flowers actually bloomed.