When Zen Master Bodhidharma woke up, he saw that his face was pierced with silver needles, stirring up the cold wind like a tidal wave, and he recognized it as a demon destroying needle, and immediately shouted.

He raised a Zen staff, and as soon as he burst it, he rushed out of his body and had great difficulty getting out.

But Goku wasn't so lucky.

With difficulty, he lifted his palm, slowly pinched his hand, and transferred this true element, condensing it into a Taiji circle on his palm, slowly swallowing the black and white breath.

But just now the prototype that had condensed a little, the silver needle had already arrived in front of him, and the cold light invaded, and in an instant, the Tai Chi circle was broken.

The silver needle came again, and with a snort, it pierced through Wukong's chest and shot out of his back, blood like a pillar.

Suddenly, the blood red all over the ground, the silver needle still did not lose a bit, and it was still shooting.

Wukong tried his best to resist, but every time he pinched into a trick, he was immediately shot by a silver needle, and he couldn't stop it at all.

When you want to sacrifice a magic weapon to block, but every magic weapon on your body is not a small thing, even if you want to sacrifice it, it will also consume a lot of mana.

Not to mention that he is seriously injured now, he can't even pick up the golden hoop stick, his mana has been consumed to the extreme, even if he can sacrifice it, there is no mana to urge, it is still in vain.

There was a burst of sounds, and the silver needle pierced through the void, and it shot again and again.

Under this silver needle, several palaces were shot through in an instant, becoming remnants of the rock wall, and the sand and soil were instantly condensed, unable to fly.

The cold air is blowing in the face.

In less than a few breaths, he shot Wukong into a hedgehog, his robe had been completely shattered into powder, his body was covered with blood, and he coughed up blood again and again, his hair hung down like a mad tiger, and his whole body was blood-red, like a devil crawling out of a pool of blood.

By this time, he had fallen to the ground in its entirety, dying.

As soon as the gourd flickered, the silver needles in the sky stopped, and the gourd was cleaned up.

The void shook again, and one person came out, it was Yuan Tiangang.

He held the gourd in his hand, looked at Wukong, and sighed with a sneer: "Alas! After all, manpower is not as mysterious as the magic weapon! Even if your mana is far above mine, but if you are seriously injured, you will not end up with a miserable end? It can be regarded as retribution." Well, since the grievances between you and me are over, then the poor road will do a good deed and send you back to the yin!"

After that, he sacrificed the red gourd, lifted the lid, aimed at Wukong, and said, "Lingyun Daoist, come in!"

I saw that the white gas gushed out, giving birth to a suction, and I couldn't help but say that it was determined by Wukong.

Wukong was in a coma at this time, and he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, so he was taken by the suction force and flew towards the gourd.

Yuan Tiangang was in joy, and suddenly, the gourd stood upright.

Yuan Tiangang was stunned: "What's the matter? Why did you change direction for no reason!"

He hurriedly changed his hand seal and specified the gourd with his hand: "Go!"

The gourd seemed to have lost its spirituality, and it didn't move, but just stopped there and let go of red light.

Yuan Tiangang sent another golden silk thread to wrap around, but as soon as the red light shone it, he hit it back.

Qinghua Zhenren was hidden in the void on the side, and everything in the field was in full view, and when he saw the gourd stopping, he also frowned slightly, secretly wondering.

After a while, I saw that under the gourd, a white light flashed, and a talisman appeared, and Qinghua Zhenren could see it clearly, but this was not anything else, but a mixed yuan and one qi too clear rune.

This is the foundation of the founding of the sect in Shushan, it is the ancestor of Shushan back then, Changmei Zhenren cultivated the Taoist fruit, went to Xuandu Tian to listen to Laojun's preaching, and got the treasure of preaching, and only after going down to earth did he create the vein of Shushan.

Qinghua Zhenren is the head of Shushan, how can he not recognize it.

"Evil obstacles!

Qinghua Zhenren recognized this talisman, he was suddenly shocked, hurriedly drank, showed his figure, brushed the dust of the gourd, and brushed the gourd into the dust.

When Yuan Tiangang saw Qinghua Zhenren, he didn't dare to pick up the treasure, so he hurriedly bowed down and said, "See the real person in charge of the sect!"

Qinghua Zhenren stretched out his hand to take the talisman and shouted: "This seat ordered you to turn back to the mountain gate, but you still came here to cause trouble, get up!

Yuan Tiangang got up, Qinghua Zhenren looked at Wukong, who was still lying on the ground, dying, and muttered: "This Taoist can actually lead the Mixed Yuan Taiqing Divine Rune to rescue!

As soon as the sleeves of the robe were caged, Wukong was included in it, and Yuan Tiangang was taken to the direction of Shushan.

Wufeng Tower has become a ruin, and many palaces within a hundred zhang around it have also been destroyed, and the scene is a mess.

There was silence for a moment.

After a long time, a breeze swept by, leaving a few generals, but it was Cheng Yanjin, Qin Shubao, Wei Chigong and others.

I didn't move for a long time before I came back.

Li Shimin sighed: "I don't want this time to be a literary fight, but it turned out to be a fighting method and ruined these palaces!"

Xu Maogong waved his fan and said: "Your Majesty, with all due respect, this time the palace suffered because His Majesty forced him to cultivate immortals, and please think twice and learn the way of the three emperors of Yao Shunyu to govern the world, yes!"

Cheng Biting Jin was reckless by nature, and he heard that his words were thorny, and he secretly mocked, but he smiled and said: "Xu Maogong, don't be speechless." ”

He also said: "Your Majesty is relieved, my brothers and I also have some means, and we will definitely be able to reorganize the imperial palace, please Your Majesty first go back to the Taihua Hall to rest, we will clean this place, and then set up the palace!"

Several other people nodded, and Li Shimin also nodded, and said, "Then there will be Lao Aiqing." ”

Immediately and Xu Maogong hugged each other, returned to the Taihua Palace, and gathered other civil and military officials, while Cheng Yanjin and others were cleaning the venue and erecting the palace without mentioning.

Let's say that Qinghua Zhenren turned back to Shushan, placed Wukong, personally checked the injury, and called a few second-generation disciples, took the xenomorph elixir in the mountain to torture Wukong to heal his injuries, and called a few disciples to take care of him, and then took Yuan Tiangang and went to the Pure Hall to ask for guilt.

This Shu Mountain has been thriving in the world since the opening of the Changmei real person, there are many elixirs in the mountain, countless disciples, most of the second generation of disciples are already true immortals, and the third and fourth generations of disciples are also mostly scattered immortals.

Relying on the elixir in the mountain, strange flowers and fruits, the cultivation of mana is also very fast, which makes the foundation of Shushan in the world very stable.

In the Pure Palace, Qinghua Zhenren sat high, the second and third generations of disciples stood aside, Yuan Tiangang knelt in the middle, bowed his head, and did not dare to speak.

The disciples on both sides were talking in a whisper, and there were a few female disciples, looking at Yuan Tiangang's eyes a little strange.

Qinghua Zhenren took out the red gourd, put it on the table next to him, and asked Yuan Tiangang: "Tiangang, are you guilty?" Yuan Tiangang didn't dare to raise his head, just opened his mouth, and finally didn't speak.

"You are reckless by nature, I already knew it, but you are the chief disciple of Elder Qingxuan, and you have not made a big mistake for many years, so I passed on your Qingxuan Red Silk Shooting Gourd, I wanted you to go down the mountain to have a good life and experience your mind, but I didn't expect you to have a little personal grudge against you, cause trouble, and hurt fellow Daoists, this crime cannot be forgiven!"

Qinghua Zhenren said that, he accepted Yuan Tiangang's sword, brocade bag and other magic weapons, and the Qingxuan Red Silk Shooting Gourd naturally belonged to Elder Qingxuan.

That Yuan Shoucheng was standing aside, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he had nothing to say.

"Now I have received your magic weapon and resisted the guilt, but you have used a heavy treasure, you have a murderous intention, and the crime is inescapable, and you will go to the back mountain to think about the cliff, and punish you for copying and reciting the Tao Te Ching ten thousand times, facing the wall for a hundred years, and you must not take half a step!"

Yuan Tiangang had no choice but to say, "Disciple obeys!"

Qinghua Zhenren instructed Bai Zihua on the side: "You take this Yuan Tiangang to the back mountain to think about the cliff, and teach him to be pure and pure, such a state of mind, it is difficult to become a great tool!"

Bai Zihua commanded: "Yes, Master." ”

After that, he took Yuan Tiangang and went out.

Qinghua Zhenren instructed again: "After you go, when you come, go and get the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler to see me, I will be useful." ”

Bai Zihua asked, "Why did the master use the treasure?"

Qinghua is really humane: "That Lingyun Dao person was injured by this guy who shot a gourd with Qingxuan red silk, and he needed this treasure to be treated." You reach out. ”

Bai Zihua hurriedly stretched out his hand, and Qinghua Zhenren drew a rune in the palm of his hand, and said: "Clench your fist, go and come back quickly!"

Bai Zihua obeyed the order, pulled Yuan Tiangang, and went to the cliff. The disciples of the Qinghua Zhenren Sect dispersed, but they got up, went to the Dan room, took the Danlu refined from the fairy herb and immortal medicine, and went to see Wukong.

In a moment, I went to the elder's room, and saw that Wukong was lying on the couch, and the Taoist robe had been taken off, and he had changed into another purple gossip robe, and the wound had also been covered with medicinal materials, and it was treated slightly, but he hadn't woken up yet.

I was busy taking care of my disciples for a long time, and then I stopped, and when I saw the real person in charge of the sect coming in, I hurriedly bowed.

Qinghua Zhenren drank back from the disciples, investigated Wukong's injuries here, checked the pulse, frowned slightly, secretly operated the mana, and carefully investigated.

Suddenly a little surprised: "This person is really different, he was seriously injured by that gourd, and there is still a true yuan circulation in his body, and the Yuan Shen is still slightly injured? It is really extraordinary, no wonder, no wonder! I have to thank you for being poor!"

While pondering, I saw Bai Zihua holding a seven-finger-long ruler, which was purple and gold, which was the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang ruler.

Bai Zihua came to him, bowed to Qinghua Zhenren, presented the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler with both hands, Qinghua Zhenren took it, and said to Bai Zihua: "Help him up." ”

Bai Zihua hurriedly got up and straightened Wukong.

I saw Qinghua Zhenren, pinching the seal with his hand, pointing at Wukong with his hand, the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang ruler shook again and again, the runes on it loomed, and nine golden flowers poured out of the golden gas bars, forming a trend of nine palace gossip, shining on the top of Wukong's head.

The nine golden flowers came out, and the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler shook again, and a purple qi also rushed out, passing through the nine golden flowers at once.

Standing on it, it is like a giant pillar running through heaven and earth, towering in the center of Tai Chi, running throughout, entangled Wukong, and forcefully took a belt.

Countless white qi rushed out of Wukong's Heavenly Spirit Gai, condensing into a sphere like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and still drumming there, constantly contracting and relaxing, like the breath of a mother giving birth to a baby.

When the ball inhaled the last bit of white qi and swelled up to the last point, the nine golden flowers rushed up together, enveloping the white qi, and then the purple qi fell, twisting violently, and the white ball was twisted apart and disappeared into nothingness.

It turns out that the green and red silk shooting gourd is the ancestor of Shushan in the past, the magic weapon refined by Changmei Zhenren, the silver needle placed in the gourd, refined by pure steel, moistened by yin qi for 7749 days, and quenched with yin fire for 9981 days, before this treasure was achieved.

As soon as he was shot by a silver needle, he drilled through the five qi in his chest, restrained the Yuan Shen, and put the evil poison on his end.

And this Nine Heavens Yuanyang ruler is the Yuanyang treasure, which happens to be the nemesis of this silver needle, and only by this can it be broken!