After the two of the Buddha and the Pure Altar Messenger stepped out of the Lingshan, they summoned the long-awaited somersault cloud, and the two of them stepped on the somersault cloud with the Pure Altar Messenger, and flew towards the mortal world at a gallop.

After leaving Lingshan, Dou Shengfu was very excited, kept turning over and fighting, and from time to time he would shout at the top of his voice: "Huaguo Mountain, Water Curtain Cave, monkey monkey grandchildren, my grandson is finally back!"

On the other hand, Bajie, since he stepped out of the Lingshan Mountain, his face was full of melancholy, and he finally couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, if the Buddha chases after you, will you go back to do your fight to defeat the Buddha?"

"Idiot, you are really a fool, could it be that you have forgotten the name of my grandson? In the future, you will be called the Monkey King!

Hearing this, Bajie nodded at his huge pig head, and muttered in a low voice, "Senior brother, this thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I'm afraid it's only you who hasn't changed, right! You are the famous Monkey King, and I'm the pig demon Pig Bajie of Gao Laozhuang!"

"Bajie, what are you babbling about?"

"It's not a big brother, I'm happy in my heart!"

As soon as the words of the Eight Commandments fell, the murmuring sound of Buddha suddenly came from the far west, and under a closer look, it was a golden palace of thousands of square meters flying from the west.

The moment Bajie saw the Golden Palace, he couldn't help but panic, pointed to the Golden Palace, and said in a panic: "Senior brother, look, it's the Daxiong Treasure Palace!

"Bajie, don't panic, since my grandson is here, even the Buddha can't hurt you in the slightest, you are behind me!"

However, in an instant, the golden hall had been docked in front of the somersault cloud, and the golden bodies of the Buddha and the immortal Buddhas slowly appeared on the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Amitabha, fighting to defeat the Buddha, the messenger of the pure altar, why did you flee from the Lingshan without permission?"

Bajie had already curled up in a ball under the powerful pressure of Rulai, trembling.

Sun Wukong took a step across, blocking the front of Bajie, resisting the coercion, and at the same time looking up at the golden body of the Buddha, and replied humbly: "Buddha, you defeated the Buddha in this fight, and my old grandson will not be blessed." No desire, no desire, no feeling, no love is a realm that my grandson cannot reach in this life! I don't want to defeat the Buddha and my grandson, I still like to be my Monkey King!"

"Presumptuous, unreasonable to the Buddha!" Before the Buddha could reply, the golden cicada shouted loudly.

Sun Wukong's gaze shifted from the Buddha's to the golden cicada, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth. "Master, you just called me a criminal? My old grandson has ever had two hearts to learn scriptures from the west? I think that Guanyin Master also made a promise that as long as my old grandson guarantees that you reach the west heaven safely, he will let me go back to Huaguo Mountain to continue to be my mountain king, but now?

Since entering the Lingshan, you have been dedicated to practicing meditation and worshiping the Buddha, our master and apprentice have not met for thousands of years, and cultivating the Buddha is cultivating the mind, so do you know the heart of my old grandson?

Master, this is also the last time my grandson will call you master!"

"You...... Alas!" Jin Chanzi trembled and pointed at Sun Wukong, speechless for a while.

Tears were already shining in the corners of Guanyin's eyes, she was the one who had made a promise, but now, she couldn't keep it.

At this time, among the Buddhas, an arhat with a beard on his face came out, folded his hands, looked at Sun Wukong and said: "Amitabha, senior brother, just listen to the master, the master is all for your good!"

"Master, from today onwards, the golden cicada is no longer my grandson's master! I have only two masters in my life, one of them is the ancestor of Sumeru Bodhi in the three-star cave of the slanting moon, and the other is Tang Xuanzang of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, not the golden cicada with a false face in front of him!"

"Wujing, Hugh will argue with this evil man again, and the same teacher has accepted this demon monkey!" Jin Chanzi heard the words and took out the magic weapon Jiuxi Zen staff, and there was no longer the kindness of the past.

"This ......" Sha Wujing hesitated a little, and finally took out the demon scepter as if he was juggling.

"Haha... Golden cicada, golden Arhat. Good!... I can't imagine that after a thousand years of comfort, the first person to hold a weapon at me is actually my former master and junior brother! What about 108,000 miles, what about 17 spring and autumn periods, and what about 9981 difficulties? It's sad, it's a pity, it's ridiculous!" Sun Wukong looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so much that tears flowed down, turning into crystal clear orbs and falling towards the mortal world.

"Demon Monkey Hugh wants to say more, now the teacher will give you two choices, return to Lingshan to be punished or die!" When the golden cicada gritted his teeth and spit out the word death, Bajie, who was hiding behind Wukong, was shocked.

"Senior brother!" the golden-bodied Arhat Sha Wujing also made the final dissuasion with his master and apprentice.

"My old grandson will not return to your Lingshan even if he dies! Ruyi golden hoop stick, come!" As soon as Sun Wukong's words fell, the golden Ruyi golden hoop stick drilled out of his ears and flew straight into Wukong's hand.

"Since you are so stubborn, then you are not welcome to blame the teacher!"

"If you want to fight, you will fight, don't say more!" With the Ruyi golden hoop stick in hand, Sun Wukong was particularly high-spirited.

As soon as the words fell, the golden cicada was holding a nine-tin Zen staff, and the golden-bodied Arhat was holding a demon scepter to attack Sun Wukong from left to right.

Sun Wukong's monkey face could not see joy and sorrow, and stared directly at the Buddha sitting on the golden lotus, his eyes were full of strong war intent.

"Ding!" The Jiuxi Zen Staff and the Demon Suppression Staff struck Sun Wukong's body together, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

"Get out of the way of my old grandson!" Without the slightest superfluous movement, Sun Wukong just raised his head and shouted, and in an instant, the Jiuxi Zen staff in the hand of the golden cicada and the demon scepter in the hand of the golden Arhat came out of their hands at the same time, and the two were also violently impacted, and they all retreated backwards, taking hundreds of steps back to stabilize their bodies.

"This ...... The cultivation of fighting to defeat the Buddha was so terrifying, and magic weapons such as the Jiuxi Zen staff couldn't hurt him in the slightest!" The Buddhas in the Daxiong Treasure Hall were in an uproar, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Sun Wukong.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was standing beside the Buddha, sighed faintly: "Alas, Wukong has not changed, he is still as duplicitous as before, and he is talking sharply about severing the master-apprentice relationship, but his subordinates are still secretly merciful. ”

Sun Wukong glanced at the injured golden cicada, and his gaze turned to the Buddha again. "It's better to do it yourself, this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs under your command really can't get into the eyes of my grandson, hehehe...... I want to see if the Five Finger Mountain can suppress my grandson for another 500 years!"

"Amitabha, since you are such a demon monkey, this seat will accept you for the common people in this world!"