Chapter 569: Saving the White Bone Spirit (Third Update!)
At that moment, Sun Wukong said Zhen Yuanzi's request, and the eyes of the three Bodhi Patriarchs suddenly lit up.
"Creation!"
Patriarch Bodhi clapped his hands and smiled, "This is a great creation! I really didn't expect that Zhen Yuanzi was actually cultivated by the first dragon vein between heaven and earth, and he was restricted because of this! It is really a dragon vein that is successful, and a dragon vein is also defeated! Since he is willing to send the dragon vein out to join the spiritual vein foundation of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, it is a good thing that cannot be found even with a lantern! It can not only strengthen the foundation of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, but also meet the requirements of carrying the soul that Venerable Guanyin said, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone! Wonderful, wonderful!"
"Not bad indeed!"
Demon Master Kunpeng also nodded and said, "Taking out a soul bearer from the ready-made Nine Dragons Gathering Star Pattern Dragon Vein in Huaguo Mountain as a Purple Xia Fairy will cause a hidden danger to the establishment of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, but it doesn't matter if you use Zhen Yuanzi's ontological dragon vein, maybe it can also play a huge role in promoting, this method should be feasible!"
The words of Bodhi Patriarch and Demon Master Kunpeng made Sun Wukong a little excited, but Venerable Guanyin's next words were like a basin of cold water poured on Sun Wukong's heart: "Great Sage, if you want to transfer the body of the Zixia Fairy, you must first invite the wick and the Qingxia Fairy together, otherwise it will be empty talk!"
The joy on Sun Wukong's face froze all of a sudden, it was easy to invite Qingxia Fairy to Huaguo Mountain, for Zixia, he would tie Qingxia Fairy to Huaguo Mountain, but how to get the wick?
The Buddha has worked hard to create the Zixia Fairy, knowing that if he masters the wick, he will be able to control the Zixia Fairy, and he will definitely keep the wick in an extremely secret place, and may even collect it closely, where can it be obtained so easily?
If you want to get the wick, I'm afraid you have to go to Lingshan and have a fight with the Buddha!
"Wukong, the spiritual lamp containing the wick of our sister's body has always been in the quiet room where the Buddha cultivates, the Buddha almost never leaves his body, and when he is not cultivating, he will all be included in the immeasurable Buddha kingdom, there is no chance to steal it, you must not take any risks!"
Zixia Fairy had already recovered part of the memory of his previous life, and when he saw Sun Wukong's eyes, he guessed what he was planning in his heart, and hurriedly warned him at the moment.
"My grandson knows!"
Sun Wukong nodded with a smile, and patted the back of the Zixia Fairy comfortingly, but secretly made a decision in his heart, sooner or later, he must go to the Spirit Mountain, force the bald donkey to hand over the spirit lamp, and then settle these grudges in the past and present lives with the bald donkey of Rulai by the way!
The matter of traveling west to learn scriptures continues, Sun Wukong left Zixia Fairy in Huaguo Mountain and sent him into the Tower of Babel, which is required by Zixia Fairy herself, she is now a cultivator in the realm of Taiyi Sanxian, and she didn't think it was low before, but after fusing one soul and three spirits to restore part of the memories of her previous life, this cultivation strength is too low in Zixia Fairy's opinion, and she can't even protect herself.
With the help of the Bodhi Patriarch, Fairy Zixia can postpone the time of returning to Lingshan and contact with the body for another year, and after three years, she must return to Lingshan, Fairy Zixia has made up her mind to raise her strength to a higher level within these three years, at least to reach the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal!
"Wukong, for the teacher's cultivation in the past few days, I feel that I have reached a bottleneck, the third corpse is about to be cut out, I plan to retreat and cultivate, and break through in one fell swoop, I am afraid that I will not be able to help you in the future, you must remember to be careful, and you must not be reckless. ”
In the entire Huaguo Mountain, there is no one else who dares to talk to Sun Wukong like this except Bodhi Patriarch, Sun Wukong looked solemn when he heard this, and responded respectfully, within the three realms, there is only one such a teacher as Bodhi Patriarch who is worthy of his Sun Wukong, and the kindness of Bodhi Patriarch reminds him that of course he will not be rebellious.
"Master, how long will it take for you to break through this retreat?
"It's hard to say, maybe it will break through in a few months, or it may take three or five years to get an inch, in short, at the time of the breakthrough, the teacher can't get out, and he can't help you, you must be careful!"
"Don't worry, Master, my grandson is no longer what it used to be, and there are only a handful of people who can hurt me in these three realms, even if it is against that old man, it may not be without the strength to fight!"
Sun Wukong smiled proudly, "But Master don't worry, if it's not necessary, my old grandson won't easily put it right with Rulai, and the bald donkey won't want to fight with my old grandson now, and I won't be able to fight in a short time!"
"Anyway, be careful!"
Bodhi Patriarch nodded, and after talking with Leng Xuan and the others for a few words, he walked into the Tower of Babel, Sun Wukong did not stay any longer, and after discussing a few words with Leng Xuan, he flew towards the west in the clouds, calculating the time, Jiang Liu'er They should have already traveled to the White Bone Ridge, I don't know if they will meet the White Bone Spirit in this life?
Two hours later, Sun Wukong drove the clouds to the White Bone Ridge, and saw Yuan Hong knocking a goblin out of the air with a stick.
It's just on the ground, but I don't see Jiang Liu'er's figure, what's going on? Where did Jiang Liu'er go?
"Goblin, hand over my master, or I'll kill you today!"
Yuan Hong fell to the ground, pointed the iron rod in his hand at the nose of the white bone spirit, and shouted.
"I didn't catch your master, how can I pay it back?"
The white bone spirit was hit by Yuan Hong's real body, and he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and at this moment, a pair of phoenix eyes were full of grievances and hatred, staring at Yuan Hong deadly, and the silver teeth clenched.
"If you don't see the coffin and don't cry, do you really think I won't dare to kill you?"
Yuan Hong shouted violently, and the iron rod in his hand suddenly hit the head of the white bone essence, if this stick is solid, I am afraid that the white bone spirit will directly burst out of the brain, and he will die.
Airplanes~!
Seeing that the white bone spirit was about to die under this stick, a layer of air cover suddenly appeared above his head, and Yuan Hong's fierce stick was blocked when it fell on the air cover, and it couldn't fall a bit.
"Who?"
Startled, Yuan Hong suddenly raised his head and looked around, and when he saw Sun Wukong falling from the sky, he couldn't help but be stunned, "Great Sage, is it you?"
"Why, are you surprised to see my grandson?"
Sun Wukong's face was a little displeased, and he snorted coldly, "Yuan Hong, you seem to have forgotten what my old grandson told you, you must not easily kill and injure the demon clan unless you have to! What kind of crime has this white bone spirit committed, and you want to leave her to death so unsparingly?"
(End of chapter)