The group was talking, and suddenly, Wukong's mind moved, and he looked out of the sky, and saw that in the void, a colorful auspicious cloud was scattered, brushing towards Wukong.

This colorful light is very mysterious, Wukong saw this, and immediately moved, and the next moment time and space reversed, and appeared in a mysterious world.

I saw that in this world, the bead curtain embroidered curtain, the painting carved beams, not to mention the glorious Zhuhu gold shop, the snow shines on the Qiong window jade palace, and the fairy flowers are lush, the different grass is fragrant, it is really a good place. Faintly visible in front of the palace gate there is a stone plaque horizontally built, on the book: 'too illusory realm' four big characters, a pair of couplets on both sides, is: fake is true when it is true, there is nowhere and there is nothing. Turn the archway, it is a palace gate, the horizontal book on it is a big character, the road is: 'the sea of evil loves the sky'; there is a couplet again, the big book cloud: the thick high sky, can sigh the ancient and modern love is inexhaustible, the infatuated man resents the woman, the poor wind and the moon are difficult to repay.

Seeing this, Wukong's heart trembled, but he didn't know what it was, and then, he saw a peerless son walking in front of him in the void, only to see a purple gold crown with a bundle of hair inlaid with gems on his head, a two-color gold butterfly with two dragons grabbing pearls and wiping his forehead, wearing a two-color gold hundred butterflies and wearing flower red arrow sleeves, tied with colorful silk and flower knots and long spike palaces, covered with stone blue flowers and eight cherry forging row spike gowns, and pedaling on the green forging foundation small court boots. The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flower of spring dawn, the sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach blossoms, the eyes are like autumn waves, although the anger is sometimes like a smile, that is, the eyes are affectionate, the neck is a golden fly cherry blossom, and there is a five-colored silk stalk, tied with a piece of beautiful jade. I saw Jia Gongzi stepping on the lotus flower and walking down step by step.

As soon as he saw this person, Wukong didn't feel a sense of disgust in his heart, he just wanted to make a move and beat this person into powder in order to vent the disgust in his heart, but when this disgust arose, he couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness, which was extremely strange.

"Who are you, why did you implicate Lao Sun here?" However, Wukong is a disciple of Taixuan Palace, or a heart ape, but he is also able to abide by the Dao heart to some extent, so as not to kill him all at once, in the end, he still asked.

Just when Wukong fell into that world, in the chaos, in the Taixuan Palace, the Daoist of No Return opened his eyes and glanced towards the Western Elysium, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, " A good guide to the Tao, a good dream to preach, the world knows that the quasi-Taoist is the most calculating person in the West, wandering the heavens, and I don't know how many things to do, but I don't know, although you are in the Elysium, but you are the Western bull's ear, that is, the quasi-Daoist, but also for you to look forward, if you don't make a move, a shot is a shock, no wonder you were indifferent to all kinds of calculations of the poor road, it turned out to be planning this matter. As he spoke, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the returnee.

It turns out that the son of the turbid world who appeared was none other than an incarnation of Wukong, called Jia Baoyu.

However, it is said that it has been circulated in later generations, and it is rumored that Jia Baoyu is the manifestation of the colorful divine stone left by Nuwa Niangniang, but in this life, it has never been manifested.

Back then, the no-return Taoist and the quasi-Daoist competed with each other, so that Wukong could return to his own door and plan a journey to the west, but how could the two saints of the West be willing?

The quasi-Taoist just wants to use Zixia to involve Wukong, and he can also add a bit of luck, but the Taoist is to use the method of preaching in his dreams, manifest a world, and lead the Zixia Fairy and Wukong's uniform breath to converge, manifest the too illusory realm, and create a dream of Red Mansions, with Wukong as the attendant of Shenying, Caihua as the body, and Zixia Fairy as the Zhuzhu fairy grass, adding to the love.

If Jia Baoyu can fuse the power of Wukong, he can assimilate Wukong, and when the time comes, Wukong will return to Buddhism, not only to add a boost to Buddhism, but also to be able to sweep Nuwa Niangniang and Taixuan Palace's luck into Buddhism.

Especially in the dream of preaching, the mystery is incomparable, and the secret plan is followed, and even the saint cannot detect it until the end of the day, and now Wukong has fallen into the calculation, and the returnless Taoist is not only angry, but can only hope that Wukong can break the shackles and break through the too illusory realm, so that not only will not fall into the calculation of the introduction, but also be a blessing in disguise, and go to the next level.

"Sun Dasheng is polite, poor Jia Baoyu, I have seen the great sage. Jia Baoyu snorted at Wukong.

"What kind of fake Baoyu is really Baoyu, what do you mean by involving Lao Sun here?" Sun Wukong snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Without him, Taoist friends and poor Taoists come from the same source, but now it is time to return to the roots and return to the right path. Jia Baoyu said with a smile, on a flour surface, there are countless romantic charms, and he took a folding fan from his arms, on which were painted twelve beautiful women, delicate and colorful, as soon as the fan moved, he saw twelve fragrant winds blowing out of the fan, manifesting the woman's posture, dancing very, and the Taoist incense wind swept and wrapped towards Wukong.

Seeing Jia Baoyu do it, Wukong suddenly became furious, and the golden hoop stick in his hand waved instantly, only to see the golden light of the Dao Dao shoot out, instantly piercing the Dao Xiangfeng and coming towards Jia Baoyu's face.

"Why are you so excited, you and I are one, you just need to return to your roots, why be so angry. Saying that, as soon as the folding fan in Jia Baoyu's hand was closed, he saw the twelve incense winds fused into one, shot out, turned into colorful light, and swept towards Wukong, that Jia Baoyu condensed the power of this world, it can be said that this world is his home field, and now he uses his magical powers, he sees the colorful light scattered, and instantly scatters the golden light, and smashes it towards Wukong.

Hearing a loud bang, Wukong was instantly hit by the golden light, flew out upside down, fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a trace of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, "Okay, good, no one has been able to hurt my grandson for a long time, Jia Baoyu, hello!" As he spoke, Wukong's eyes were filled with anger, and the golden hoop stick in his hand swept across the air, and he saw the wind and clouds shaking, and there was a tremor in this too illusory realm, and the qi of sharp gold swept through the method of breaking the sky, and smashed down towards Jia Baoyu.

Seeing this, Jia Baoyu's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of disgust, and when he stretched out his hand, he saw that the colorful treasure jade on his chest was instantly sacrificed, blocking in front of him, and he heard a bang, and the two collided together, and the entire Illusory Realm trembled.