Tang Seng actually heard Sun Wukong's previous two words, but where could he take care of so much.

I thought that since it was Guanyin's apprentice who arranged it for him, he would definitely not be able to escape.

The most important thing now is to get rid of those little demons quickly, and then rest for a few days.

Find another place to wash up and get dressed.

See the apprentice! You can't just go so sloppy, can you?

However, Sun Wukong thought that Tang Seng didn't hear his shout, and spat fiercely at his back.

His right hand slammed heavily on the ground in front of him, and he grinned and cursed:

"Dead bald donkey, do you run so quickly to be reincarnated?

Guanyin, that old lady is really good, arrange a deaf master for me, what should I do if I run and beg now?"

Just when he gritted his teeth at Tang Seng's back, eager to greet all the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar banter sounded in my ears.

"Huh! Sun Monkey, he's not deaf, he just doesn't want to save you."

"Who?" Sun Wukong was like a great enemy, and immediately turned his head to look around.

He couldn't help frowning when he saw dozens of ugly-looking youkai standing not far away.

Looking at the monster who was smiling at him, Sun Wukong squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

Nezha tilted his head and looked at him before saying, "Don't you have fiery eyes? Why can't you even see my transformation technique?"

Hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately withered and lamented:

"Say no more! That old man doesn't know what method he used, and he pressed my grandson under this five-finger mountain, and all my mana can't be used."

"Is that so?" Nezha smiled slightly, and directly changed back to his original appearance.

The moment he saw Nezha recover himself, Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Scratching his ears and cheeks, he said with joy on his face: "Brother Nezha, it's you, why did you come to the mortal world, quickly rescue me."

After speaking, he looked at Nezha with expectant eyes, as if he was waiting for him to make a move.

But Nezha shook his head slowly, dispelling all Sun Wukong's expectations.

"Alas!" Sun Wukong lowered his head and muttered, "The world is cold, the world is cold!"

said that the eyes that were once full of agility lost all their luster in an instant.

When Nezha saw his appearance, he felt the same way in his heart.

When he was a child, Li Jing forced him to return his bones to his father and his mother.

The Adam's apple rolled a few times, and finally spoke:

"Alas! It's not that I don't want to save you, then if it's a quasi-saint of the Great Perfection, I'm only a Da Luo Jinxian now

The gap in cultivation is too big, and there is no way for me to break his seal."

"Da Luo Jin Xian, quasi-saint?"

Sun Wukong's mood improved slightly, but soon he grasped the point of Nezha's words and asked:

"Brother Nezha, what are the Da Luo Jin Immortals and the Quasi-Saints, are they in the cultivation realm?"

Nezha was directly stunned when he asked this.

is extremely strange in his heart, and his eyes are constantly looking at Sun Wukong.

I secretly thought in my heart, Sun Wukong is obviously a Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator, why is he not even clear about the cultivation realm?

Sun Wukong saw that Nezha didn't speak, and suddenly the monkey's anxious character was committed again, scratching his ears and cheeks and asking:

"Brother Nezha, you speak! What exactly is the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint?"

Before Nezha could speak, he heard a little demon behind him laugh "poof".

The little demon really couldn't help it, and said while laughing:

"You monkey is so stupid, you don't even know what Da Luo Jinxian and the Quasi-Saint are!"

"Huh~" Sun Wukong ate his teeth at the little demon, but his eyes were looking at Nezha, and his face was full of inquiry.

Nezha looked at him

I really didn't know the cultivation realm, and I remembered that it seemed that Li Jing had said that Buddhism was intentionally cultivating the invincible heart of this monkey.

"Alas!"

Sighing heavily, Nezha sat down beside the monkey.

Raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Monkeys, sometimes you don't know so much, it's easier to live, there's no need to be so serious."

Hearing Nezha's heavy tone, Sun Wukong seemed to understand something.

But the pride in his heart did not allow him to be so ignorant, so he asked again:

"What is the realm of my old grandson now, and how much is the gap between the Da Luo Jin Immortal and the Zhun you said?"

"Alas!" Nezha sighed lightly again and spoke:

"Cultivating the Twelve Realms of Truth, refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to the void, true immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals, Xuan immortals, golden immortals, Taiyi golden immortals, Daluo golden immortals, quasi-saints, saints.

Each realm has four smaller realms: the early, middle and late stages and the Great Perfection.

I am now in the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and you were a cultivator in the early stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortal before you were sealed."

"Taiyi...... Taiyi Golden Immortal?" Sun Wukong muttered stupidly.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to make trouble in the Dragon Palace, the underworld, and the Heavenly Palace, killing 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals with nowhere to escape, and he was already invincible in the world.

Even if he was finally suppressed by Rulai Lao'er at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, he felt that Rulai was just cheating.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how ignorant his previous self was, and how big the gap between himself and Rulai was.

However, the pride in his heart still made him unwilling to admit it.

Flapping his head frantically, after a moment he seemed to grasp the point, his eyes were golden, and he defended:

"No way, absolutely impossible!

When I made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, it was clear that you were not my opponents......

You must be lying to me, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

Grabbing Nezha's sleeves with both hands, Sun Wukong's eyes were full of longing.

He hoped to see Nezha nodding his head, hearing him say that what he just said was lying to him.

But things often backfire.

Nezha shook his head without hesitation and said with a wry smile:

"Monkey, don't lie to yourself anymore, you made trouble in the Dragon Palace, the Underworld and the Heavenly Court.

It's just a play played by the Three Realms in the face of Buddhism."

"Acting?"

Hearing Nezha's words, Sun Wukong instantly fell into a state of madness.

Loss, ridicule, madness, all kinds of looks in the eyes are intertwined.

"Hahahaha!"

"I didn't expect that the Monkey King, the Monkey King, was actually acting."

"Rulai Lao'er, Jade Emperor Lao'er, Tai Bai Xing, Guanyin ......"..

"Liars, you're all liars! Wait for my grandson to go out, and I'll beat you to death with a stick......

Nezha reached out and patted him on the shoulder again, and said in a very calm tone:

"Monkey, don't be too sad, with your talent, as long as you cultivate well, you will be able to take revenge with your own hands one day......

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