"Senior brother, what is this?" Sha Seng looked at the small bottle in Sun Wukong's hand and asked in surprise.

"Senior Brother Sha, this bottle contains immortal medicine. As long as the immortal medicine is poured on these trees, and then these trees are used to reshape the bodies of the immortals in the heavenly court, then they will not have to receive three years of incense. Sun Wukong said.

"Eh, Brother Monkey. At this time, Zhu Bajie walked over, he touched the small bottle, and continued: "We cut down a million trees, but there are so few immortal medicines in the bottle, how can it be enough?"

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Bajie, I have already thought about this point." ”

With that, he pointed to the sky.

At this moment, the sky that had just been clear was instantly overcast, and a thunderclap came from the sky.

"Boom!"

Sun Wukong said: "Before coming back, my old grandson specially went to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea and invited the old dragon king, as long as the immortal medicine is mixed in the rain, and when it rains heavily, aren't all these million trees stained with immortal medicine?"

Sun Wukong's method is indeed feasible, as a heavy rain comes, the cut down trees actually grow tender green leaves!

Although this tree has been attached to immortal energy, it is by no means an easy task to reshape the physical body of millions of immortals.

If you want to do this, the three of Sun Wukong alone are not enough.

So, he made a special trip and invited Nezha, Yang Jian, Roaring Sky Dog, Little White Dragon, Dragon King of the Four Seas, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals at the bottom of the sea.

But with the addition of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they are only 100,000 people. There are millions of trees here, and it is not sloppy to reshape the flesh of the gods. They were busy for three days and three nights.

"Fighting to defeat the Buddha, this last body has been molded, what do you think?" The Dragon King of the East China Sea pointed to the body beside him and said to Sun Wukong.

"Old Dragon King, this time the immortals of the Heavenly Court suffered, thanks to your help in reshaping the physical body, my old grandson is here to thank you. Sun Wukong said.

"Fight to defeat the Buddha, and your words will be out of sight. Although our mana is low, we are also immortals after all. As an immortal, he should think about the heavenly court and the Three Realms. The Dragon King of the East China Sea said.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea continued: "Fighting to defeat the Buddha, but is this immortal medicine really useful?"

"Old Dragon King, don't worry, my grandson went to get the immortal medicine, but he was instructed by the Buddha, so this immortal medicine will definitely work. Sun Wukong said.

"In that case, the old dragon's mission has been completed, so I'll retire. With that, the Dragon King of the East China Sea waved his hand, and the 100,000 shrimp soldiers and crabs would go back to the East China Sea with him.

"Let's go, let's go, I won't send it away!" Sun Wukong looked at the back of the Dragon King of the Four Seas and the shrimp soldiers and crabs who were about to disappear, covered his hands on his head, and blinked quickly.

It wasn't until they left completely that Sun Wukong put his hand off his head.

"Senior brother, this body has been molded, let's quickly inject the soul into their body. Sha Seng looked at the dense body made of trees and said to Sun Wukong.

Unexpectedly, Sun Wukong smiled, he quietly came to Yang Jian's side, and then patted him on the back heavily.

Yang Jian turned around quickly.

He's still attached to the water spirit, so he can't speak yet.

Yang Jian stared at a pair of big eyes, as if to say, "Great Sage, what are you doing?"

Of course, Sun Wukong understood what Yang Jian meant, but he just smiled mysteriously and pulled Yang Jian to run towards the back mountain.

Back Mountain.

Nezha was leaning against a big tree and was leisurely eating fruit.

Seeing Sun Wukong and Yang Jian coming, Nezha immediately threw away the fruit in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

Sun Wukong and Nezha looked at Yang Jian, smiling and silent.

Yang Jian looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, as if asking, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Nezha and Sun Wukong grabbed one of Yang Jian's arms and dragged him to the stream.

On the edge of the creek, there was a man sitting.

No!

A person carved out of wood, to be exact.

The wooden figure sat cross-legged on the ground, his face lifelike, like a living person.

Seeing this wooden man, Yang Jian's mouth opened wide in surprise.

This wooden man is exactly like him!

"Erlang Zhenjun, this is the body that the third prince spent three days and three nights making for you, what do you think?" Sun Wukong pointed to Mu Daodao.

Yang Jian didn't speak, and he couldn't speak. I saw a tear flowing from the corner of his eye.

That's a tear of emotion!

"Erlang Zhenjun, how can this ugly and deaf water ghost body be worthy of you? Come and try this new body. Nezha smiled slightly.

Yang Jian showed a grateful smile, he nodded, and then sat down cross-legged.

After a while, a wisp of green smoke emerged from the water ghost's head. Immediately, this wisp of green smoke slowly drifted into the wooden man's body.

"Bang"!

The wooden figure shattered, and Yang Jian walked out of it.

"Erlang Zhenjun!" Sun Wukong and Nezha said at the same time.

At this time, Yang Jian was dressed in silver armor, his eyes were scorching, and his heroic spirit was compelling.

"Third Prince, thank you. Yang Jian said with a smile.

"Erlang Zhenjun, can you speak!" Nezha said in surprise.

"Thank you so much for this, Third Prince. Yang Jian hugged his fists.

"Where, where. Nezha scratched his head embarrassedly, and continued: "It's just a gesture, it's just a gesture." ”

"Great Sage, now that the flesh of the immortals has been molded, it is time for us to inject their souls into the flesh. Yang Jian said.

"That's right!" Sun Wukong clapped his hands and said, "Without further ado, the third prince, Erlang Zhenjun, let's start now!"

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West Heaven, Great Thunder Sound Temple.

There is only one Buddha in the empty Da Lei Yin Temple. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on a lotus flower.

"Step on ............ Trample............ Step ............"

A heavy sound of footsteps came from outside the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

Slowly, a person walked in front of the Buddha.

The man was dressed in black and wore a bull's head mask.

"Buddha. The man knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to the Buddha.

"You're here?" said the Buddha's eyes didn't open, as if he had known that this person was coming.

"How's it going?" asked the man again when he stood up.

"Enlightening the Buddha, Sun Wukong has molded the flesh of the immortals in the heavenly court, and now they are injecting their souls into the flesh. In less than a day, all the immortals in the heavenly court would be resurrected. The man said.

"You're doing a great job. The Buddha finally opened his eyes, and he looked at the person in front of him, and a deep gaze shot out of his eyes.

His gaze seemed to be able to see everything in the world.

"Thank you Buddha for the compliment. The man folded his hands and bowed his head slightly.

The Buddha looked into the distance and said slowly: "Tang Seng has entered the nineteenth layer of hell. Monkey King, when will you be able to get in?"

Speaking of this, the Buddha sighed.

"Buddha. The man looked up and looked like he wanted to speak.

"What do you want to say?" asked the Buddha.

"Buddha, disciple doesn't understand, why do you have to let Sun Wukong enter the nineteenth layer of hell by himself?" the man asked.

"If I open the door to the nineteenth layer of hell for him now, then what's the point of what we're doing?" the Buddha's eyes looked at the man.

"The disciple still doesn't understand, what are we doing this for?" the man then asked.

"You don't understand, you don't have to understand, you just have to do your part. The Buddha closed his eyes again.

The man left the Great Thunder Temple with heavy steps.

Soon, the Great Thunder Sound Temple returned to its former silence, as if the person just now had never appeared.

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Huaguo Mountain, Water Curtain Cave.

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha, Zhu Bajie, Sha Seng, and Little White Dragon sat cross-legged on the ground, and there were transparent villains in front of them.

I saw Sun Wukong shouting loudly, volleying into the air, he controlled the mana with his mind, and "caught" the souls of the immortals into the body of the wooden man.

Others are doing things one after another to protect the souls of the immortals.

Suddenly, all the wooden figures on the ground stood up, and then, with a "bang", the wooden figures exploded, and the immortals of the Heavenly Court walked out of it.

Sun Wukong collected his mana and fell to the ground.

"Oh, it turned out to be a fight to defeat the Buddha. "What the hell is going on to defeat the Buddha?" "Why did we become like this?"

As soon as they saw Sun Wukong, the immortals of the heavenly court immediately started to talk about it.

"Everyone, listen to my old grandson!" Sun Wukong shouted.

The Heavenly Court Immortals immediately fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a few days ago, the Illusion Demon and the Thousand-Faced Buddha ruled the Heavenly Court and killed you. It was my grandson who came to the Mongolian realm to save your souls and reshape your flesh with trees. Now, your souls have returned to their places, and you'll be fine. Sun Wukong said.

"I see, thank you for defeating the Buddha's life-saving grace. After listening to Sun Wukong's story, the immortals of the heavenly court bowed deeply to Sun Wukong.

"You don't have to be polite, Heavenly Court has been ownerless for many days, you better go back to Heavenly Court quickly, otherwise these three realms will be in chaos. Sun Wukong said.

"Fight to defeat the Buddha, great grace is not thanks, let's go back. Tai Bai Xing waved the dust, bowed to Sun Wukong, and then went back to Heaven with the immortals.

"Great Sage, now that the immortals of Heavenly Court have returned to their positions, the two of us will also go back to Heavenly Court, let's say goodbye and see you in the future!"

Zhu Bajie looked at the backs of Nezha and Yang Jian, touched his big nose, and said, "Why is this person gone?"

"Bajie, don't forget, Erlang Zhenjun and the third prince are also members of the Heavenly Court. This time the immortals are resurrected, and the Jade Emperor Lao'er must have many things to arrange. Sun Wukong blinked.

The immortals of the heavenly court have been resurrected, the Three Realms are peaceful again, and Sun Wukong can finally sleep well.

However, he didn't know that this was just the beginning of a shocking conspiracy............