Chapter 112: This time, my grandson didn't lose
Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, oblique moon three-star cave.
The Bodhi Patriarch was sitting on the high platform and preaching, when he suddenly stopped, his eyes looked in the direction of Dongsheng Shenzhou outside the three-star cave sky, and his brows furrowed slightly, if the Buddha actually crossed the space and descended on the Dongsheng Divine Continent with a golden Buddha's hand, this situation seems to have never happened, right?
Dongsheng Shenzhou Huaguo Mountain, that is Wukong's hometown, this huge energy fluctuation, could it be that he is fighting with the Buddha's hand of Rulai?
Pinched his fingers and calculated, but it was a blur, the Bodhi Patriarch could basically determine that the other side of the battle was Sun Wukong, within the Three Realms, he was not limited by the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao's destiny, and he was the only one who could not be calculated by the Heavenly Dao Saint!
"Wukong, this kid, how can he match up with Rulai, his current cultivation strength is far inferior to Rulai......"
Unable to calculate the situation on the battlefield, Patriarch Bodhi's eyes were full of worry, he suddenly got up and stood up, threw down a sentence and disappeared in a flash, "This is the end of today's sermon!"
All the disciples opened their mouths in astonishment, "What's wrong with Patriarch Bodhi?" Why did he leave in the middle of a good sermon?
In the quiet room of the Bodhi Patriarch, the figure flashed, the figure of the Bodhi Patriarch appeared, and the right hand stretched out to the side of the wall to make a spell, and suddenly an everlasting lamp manifested from the wall, the light shook slightly, and it seemed a little dim, but there was no sign of extinguishing.
The worried look on Patriarch Bodhi's face suddenly eased, and he let out a long breath: "It seems that Wukong should be fine, this kid is really not worrying at all!"
The ever-bright lamp on the wall is the natal lamp of Sun Wukong, as long as the light is not extinguished, it means that Sun Wukong is unhindered, it is prepared by Bodhi Patriarch for Sun Wukong a long time ago, although he will explain to all the disciples who go out of the door not to mention the inheritance of the master to others, but among so many disciples over the years, the only one who makes Bodhi Patriarch worry is Sun Wukong!
"Wukong, this kid, it's not the time for a showdown with Buddhism, it's too calm!"
Although the worries about Sun Wukong have been alleviated a lot, but the face of the Bodhi Patriarch is still not very good-looking, he has high hopes for Sun Wukong, and now Sun Wukong has not completely grown up, if he is targeted by the Buddha, once he dies, all his hard work will not be in vain?
"No, Benzu has to help this stinky boy!"
After groaning for a while, a pale cyan light lit up on the palm of the Bodhi Patriarch, and a spatial crack appeared in front of him as soon as he stretched out his hand, and the palm of the Bodhi Patriarch directly reached into the spatial crack.
West Tianling Mountain, Da Lei Yin Temple.
The Buddha who was sitting on the lotus seat frowned slightly, and the Buddha's hand that his Dharma Body had just teleported across the space to the Dongsheng Divine Continent had been broken!
"Click!"
A spar next to the rosette cracked, it was Manjushri's natal spar, and the natal spar was broken, representing that Manjushri had completely fallen!
"I couldn't save Manjushri!
If the Buddha sensed that Manjushri was in great trouble before, he crossed the space to teleport the Buddha's hand of the Dharma Body to relieve the siege, but he still failed to save it, and even the Buddha's hand was broken, and the huge power collision fluctuations from the direction of Dongsheng Shenzhou also confirmed this, it was not an illusion!
When did Dongsheng Shenzhou actually produce a master who could break his Buddha's hand? A strong man in the quasi-saint realm was born, and the Heavenly Dao would have a warning to show it, why couldn't it be calculated in the slightest? It's so strange!
After thinking for a moment, the Buddha waved his hand, and a spatial vortex appeared in front of him, and a golden light lit up on the palm of his hand, and he stretched into it.
"I want to see who dares to touch my Buddha Bodhisattva!"
Since it can't be calculated, then just investigate it yourself, this time the deity shot, if the Buddha doesn't believe that the other party can still stop it!
"Boom!"
"Zizi~!"
A muffled sound spread from the space whirlpool, and a surging electric light appeared on the edge of the space whirlpool, and the Buddha's face changed, and his palm was suddenly retracted from the space whirlpool, trembling slightly, and watching the space whirlpool collapse directly with a shocked face.
"Who, who is secretly doing the thing?"
The Buddha's face was gloomy, just now in the space vortex channel, a palm stretched out from the oblique ground, stopping his palm, the force of the collision between the two sides directly disrupted the space channel, and now in a short period of time he can no longer open the space channel to cross the advent!
In the three-star cave sky, the Bodhi Patriarch withdrew his palm stretched into the crack in the space, and suddenly forced out the Buddha Yuan Force that had invaded it, and sighed lightly: "Disciple, there is only so much that the teacher can help you, and then, it's up to you, so do it yourself!"
Dongsheng Shenzhou, thousands of miles away from Huaguo Mountain in the battlefield, the strong light and smoke in the sky began to gradually dissipate, revealing the scene in the middle of the battlefield, the first thing that caught your eye was a huge Buddha palm print with a radius of dozens of miles on the earth, deeply imprinted on the earth, and hundreds of zhang below the ground.
With the Buddha's palm print as the center, the ground within a radius of thousands of miles has all sunken a lot, cracks are all over the place, becoming a huge basin, the cracks on the ground extend all the way to the East China Sea, the sea water pours back along the cracks, forming a river, which is pouring into the Buddha's palm prints, the mountains and jungles in this area have all disappeared, and they have all disappeared in the earth-destroying collision just now.
In mid-air, the golden Buddha's hand has disappeared, and only a figure floats in the air thousands of feet above the ground, holding the Ruyi silver hoop stick in his hand, which is the Monkey King who has hit the eighteen sticks that break the sky and the golden Buddha's golden Buddha's hand.
"Rulai, this time, my grandson didn't lose!"
A murmur sounded from Sun Wukong's mouth, and the next moment, his eyelids sank, and his body fell from mid-air, falling into the water below that was poured into the sea water to form a Buddha's palm-shaped lake.
"Big brother!"
In the distance, a heart-rending shout sounded, and several figures flew from the direction of Huaguo Mountain towards the Buddha's palm print lake, which was the last picture in Sun Wukong's mind, and then, he fell into darkness and completely lost consciousness......
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The cold, the piercing cold feeling, as if falling into the ice vault for thousands of years, was so cold that even the soul was about to be frozen, and the next moment it was extremely hot, just like the feeling in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun in the previous life, and even a little stronger.
Sun Wukong was tormented by the alternating feeling of cold and hot for a while, and he felt that he couldn't get rid of it at all, his body seemed to be completely uncontrollable, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't feel the existence of his body.
"My grandson, where is it? Is this a dream?"
Finally, the feeling of vanity slowly disappeared, and the feeling of body control returned to his body, Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes, slowly sat up, and found himself lying in a closed room, surrounded by a very rich heaven and earth aura, and under his body was a huge jade slab with two halves of red and blue color, and he could faintly feel the aura of cold and fire exuding from it, which was extremely weird.
"Big brother, you're finally awake!"
The door was pushed open, and the little fox demon Sun Xiaoqing rushed in from outside the door, rushing into Sun Wukong's arms, his face was full of surprise, Leng Xuan and Aotian Demon Emperor Mu Chenxuan followed behind her, and their faces were also full of smiles.
"Qing'er, big brother is fine, don't worry!"
Looking at the crystal tears that came out of the corners of the little girl's smiling eyes, Sun Wukong felt a warm feeling in his heart, and it felt good that someone was worried about someone! Reaching out and gently wiping away the tears from the corner of the little fox demon Sun Xiaoqing's eyes, Sun Wukong looked up at Leng Xuan and Mu Chenxuan, and asked a little strangely,
"What kind of place is this, how can the aura of heaven and earth be so sufficient?
"This is the fourth floor of the Tower of Babel, boss, you've been asleep for five years!"
Leng Xuan's tone was very embarrassed, when he found Sun Wukong in Fozhang Lake five years ago, Sun Wukong's whole body was covered with dense wounds and cracks, like a broken porcelain, covered in blood, looking shocking, making the little fox demon Sun Xiaoqing cry heartbreakingly, and thought that Sun Wukong was going to fall like this.
Fortunately, after Mu Chenxuan checked it, he found that although Sun Wukong's injury looked terrifying, the origin was not traumatized, and his body had a strong self-healing ability, in just a while, there was no longer blood oozing, blood is the essence of qi, and if you can keep blood, you can save your life, in Mu Chenxuan's words, as long as you provide Sun Wukong with enough heaven and earth aura, he will be able to repair his injuries by himself.
Everyone carefully brought Sun Wukong back to Huaguo Mountain, Mu Chenxuan re-found the end of the spiritual attraction array that Sun Wukong left in the Water Curtain Cave Heaven, and discussed it with Leng Xuan, Sun Wushuang, Bull Demon King and other high-level leaders of the Huaguo Mountain Demon Sect, and told them about the Xingchen aura and Sun Wukong's concerns, and everyone unanimously decided to immediately start building the Tower of Babel, and the end of the spiritual array was laid in the Tower of Babel.
In this way, the Tower of Babel has the most adequate supply of aura, and many of Sun Wukong's original ideas about the Tower of Babel can be realized, with the restrictions of the Tower of Babel's magic circle, the aura of heaven and earth will not leak out, and it will not have any impact on the entire Huaguo Mountain, and the heavenly court will naturally not notice.
It only took more than two years for the first four floors of the Tower of Babel to be built, and the remaining five floors could not be built for the time being because there were not enough resources, so they could only be put back, and Sun Wukong was transferred to the fourth layer with the most abundant aura in heaven and earth to recuperate, and three years passed in a flash, and he finally woke up!