When the Five Elements Mountain pressed down on him again, the vicissitudes of the past five hundred years hit his heart, and the anger that had been against him was like a fire, burning in an instant, and he thought: I have become a Buddha, and you are still forcing me to become a demon? He bared his teeth and shouted, "Come on!" He had already picked up the golden hoop stick and smashed it towards the Five Elements Mountain, and with a bang, the sky and the earth cracked, and the Five Elements Mountain had already been smashed to pieces. In the blink of an eye, another bigger mountain was about to come down, Chanjuan shouted: "What are you waiting for, are you waiting to die!" Everyone flew up and held up the Five Elements Mountain, and this mountain was not the weight of the original, plus the force of the Buddha and the patriarch, it had already made it difficult for them to resist. Seeing that the Five Elements Mountain was about to crush a group of people under the mountain, Sikong Yu had an idea, and after cutting his golden hoop stick thicker and longer across the mountain, he shouted: "Sima Jiang, go and grab the end of the golden hoop stick, and then everyone flash to the side!" When everyone flashed to the side, the golden hoop stick carried all the weight and made a "squeak, squeak" sound. Sima Jiang hugged one head with his arms. Sikong Yu shouted: "Quick, Sima Jiang let go!" When he let go, Sikong Yu quickly retracted and rubbed a spark, and the Five Elements Mountain smashed heavily on the ground, and everyone was shaken away. The Buddha laughed loudly: "Okay, you Wukong?" and when everyone was frightened, they worshiped under the Buddha, and the Buddha was gone.

Sima Jiang asked, "Buddha, the Wukong you just said is Sikong Yu?" the Buddha smiled but did not answer. Helan Xue said: "You idiot, you didn't see his Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, who else else is there besides him?" Everyone ran to surround Sikong Yu. Zhiqiu pointed at Chanjuan and said, "Senior sister, you are really calm, why don't you tell us?" "But you never asked, didn't you? The first day we came, you should know, right, Sima Jiang, how did you get whipped?" Sima Jiang blushed and hugged Sikong Yu when he heard this, and spun around, "I didn't expect that the senior brother of 'my old grandson' was actually the 'Monkey King' who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then? The Buddha and the patriarch are above, what a great sage and a great sage, go!" Patriarch Bodhi stroked his white beard lightly and said: "Okay, Sikong Yu has really learned to be modest, okay, is it a good thing that modesty can make progress? This 'opening of the heavens' is not something that can be learned in one day, your strength is not enough to resist the three mountains and five mountains, and you must study diligently and practice hard in the future to make progress! Let the Buddha tell you the key points!"

The Buddha said, "Some people complain in their hearts about my ruthlessness, but I say that the more ruthless I am, the more affectionate I am." The magic power is boundless and you are limited, how can you subdue demons? It is not enough for the true 'Buddha Dao' to have a Buddha heart, but it is also necessary to have the power of super-demons! Demons are not terrible, what we are afraid of is that you do not have the ability to defeat them! Some people say, "The sky is so big, can we open it?" I want to say, yes! Since the 'Tianyi Patriarch' can be opened, we can also do something else, and if the ancestors can do it, we should also do it, because history is only moving forward, not going backwards!

"Buddha, there is only one day, 'Tianyi Patriarch' has finally been opened, can't we refine the 'Open Heaven Gong' and overthrow another heaven, right?"

"Wukong, Hugh is talking nonsense! It is for you to learn this skill to protect the heavens and the earth!" Sima Jiang asked again: "Buddha, then how do we practice the 'Open Heaven Gong'?"

"With what? Just use the stones used by Our Lady of Nuwa to mend the heavens, and 36,500 pieces were used to mend the heavens, as long as each of you can hold up these 36,500 stones, it is equivalent to practicing the 'Open Heaven Gong', you know?" "Wow......" Everyone was amazed when they heard it!

The Bodhi Patriarch shook the Buddha's dust and said: "I'm frightened, but just now, the Buddha turned over his hands and saw your adaptability, and your current strength is enough to resist the three mountains and five mountains! Your bravery is commendable, but your tension, support, and qualitative strength still have to be exercised. The patriarch flew to a clearing not far to the south and landed, and everyone followed. I saw a large high platform in the clearing, and a huge bow lay flat on a boulder on the high platform, shining in the sun. The patriarch walked up the stairs in front of him, and said as he walked: "I will introduce you to another master later, you will definitely be impressed, do you want to know who it is?" At this time, a heroic and tall man on the high platform walked towards the patriarch, he was wearing a golden helmet full of brilliance, and he walked with a tiger, and the sentence "Meet the Bodhi Patriarch!" was like a flood of ears. Everyone exclaimed, "It's Hou Yi, Hou Yi!" Sikong Yu was the first to step forward and hold his hand, and shouted excitedly: "Hero, hero!" Zhiqiu stepped forward and shouted: "Hou Yi hero, the sun in the sky has already let you shoot nine of them, and you won't teach us to shoot this last one down too, right?" Hou Yi hero, Sister Chang'e has been waiting for you lonely and lonely in the Guanghan Palace for tens of thousands of years, I estimate that after teaching us to hold a bow and shoot arrows, you can be reunited?" Mengzhu and Hanmei all pointed and laughed at Hou Yi: "Look, look at such a big man, why is it that Sister Chang'e's face turns red when she mentions it." “

The patriarch shook the Buddha dust lightly and smiled: "Hugh is rude to Master Houyi, and you still don't want to meet Master Houyi?" Everyone stopped laughing, knelt down together and shouted: "Meet Master Houyi!" Hou Yi was flattered and hurriedly helped everyone up, "How dare you be your master, which of you is not a hundred times stronger than me Houyi, you see, the Great Sage, you are my master!" Hou Yi took Sikong Yu's hand, making him excited; "Where, where?"

Walk to the bow, only to see the bow over a hundred zhang, the bow engraved dragon and phoenix are auspicious, the golden light flashes like dancing like moving, the bowstring is red gold, the wind blows through the ears and is pleasant and tactful, such as the five-tone flick, although lying still does not lose its elastic tenacity momentum, the quiet still hears the sound of the swishing arrow, and the magic of the soul is still intimidating. Hou Yi stepped forward, picked it up easily, and pulled the bowstring with his right hand, and the elasticity made everyone take three steps back, making their hearts tremble for a long time. Everyone exclaimed in unison, "Good bow, good bow!" Hou Yi motioned for Sikong Yu to come forward and pick it up, although his golden rod had the power of ten thousand jun, but when he picked up this Hou Yi bow, it took a lot of trouble. Finally picked it up, Hou Yi asked him to squat and open the bow, and he tried his best, but he only pulled a half-bow, and his arms were sore. Sima Jiang was even worse than Sikong Yu when he came over, and he stumbled just by picking up the bow, and it was even more difficult for several female sisters to come and pick it up.

In this way, they practiced their bows day by day, pulling a bowstring to the sun in the sky, and the sun was not afraid, always smiling at them, as if to say: When will you be able to practice Hou Yi's skills, I am always watching. "And they are always tired and screaming under the taunts of the sun.

A few days later, after their arm strength had grown, they went to the place where they opened the world and lifted the Nuwa Heaven-making Stones. Sikong Yu's strength was the fastest, and he had already lifted one piece, and a few days later, Patriarch Bodhi had corrected nearly 100 pieces for him, and he was still holding it tenaciously, and he was still adding one piece after another...... Everyone couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he, Sikong Yu, was the son of Tianyi Patriarch and Our Lady of Nuwa?