Chapter 277

Sun Wukong stepped on the green clouds and left this place directly, flying into the distance, and now he doesn't know where he is going, and he doesn't know where his road is ahead, in short, the current road can't stop here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even now that he has lost the immortal qi, and his own power is no longer the realm that belongs to the Xuan Immortal, on the contrary, the power of the demon desolation condensed in Sun Wukong's body is becoming more and more powerful, and the power of the demon desolation is even more terrifying, as if he has come to a new system, no longer controlled by this immortal system.

The power of the demonic wilderness continued to be nurtured, and the originally dry sea of qi in his body was filled with endless aura.

Of course, this is not the qi of the immortals, but the mysterious power of the demon wilderness, the power of the demon wilderness turned into an endless source and rushed into the body of Sun Wukong, as for the meridians that had been dried up, they were also rekindled with fresh blood, of course, referring to the power of the demon wilderness.

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong has arrived thousands of miles away, and the power of the demon wilderness is even more domineering than that fairy spirit, much stronger, Sun Wukong's body is like golden light, and he rushed out suddenly.

The strength of this demonic desolation is more than several times stronger than that immortal qi.

Sun Wukong condensed the supreme power in his heart, and his strength kept soaring, and the power of the demon wilderness seemed to be born for himself, doing whatever he wanted, and controlling it handily.

Reason: After the immortal spirit qi was extinguished, the power of the demonic desolation took root directly in the original source and burst out again, gushing infinitely with the power of the demonic desolation.

The power of the demon wilderness is endless, I don't know where it comes from, and in the blink of an eye, it is flying in Sun Wukong's body, Sun Wukong's speed is extremely fast, and he flies straight into the sky in the distance.

Guanghua looked at Sun Wukong's figure farther and farther away, farther and farther away. Fade away.

"Wukong, where is your road, the road is long, and I hope it will be smooth. Guanghua sighed lightly, turned around slightly, took out a piece of plain paper, and held a gold pen. Volleys of ink, waving up.

The road ahead is long, and the road is endless.

Angry spread his wings and flew for hundreds of miles, pointing at the country and scolding Fang Yuxi.

Broken and then defeated and then become, the body is against the breeze and the spirit flies to the gods.

Becoming a king or defeating a king, children are in love with each other, and their cultivation is far away, and they are invisible.

Looking forward to returning...

In just a few lines, it carries Guanghua's heart. I can only wish in my heart that this little junior brother will one day return with glory, a clear breeze, a thousand feet of light, and a loud voice, so that he will be a hero.

Looking back, the momentum is mighty, spreading thousands of miles.

Stillness is the name of the three lives, and the six paths are smooth. It can be called the great sage.

Who can know what Sun Wukong's path is like and what will happen. I can only hope that this little junior brother can live a good life and be carefree.

Guanghua sighed lightly, turned to look at the Huaguo Mountain full of fairy energy, and shook his head gently: "I don't know when the next meeting will be, I don't know how you will become at that time, and I don't know if there will be a chance to be so ordinary in the future." Drink together. ”

Because of the addition of more treasure ink, this plain paper rose in the air, shining with golden light, fluttering away from the top of this flower and fruit mountain, and disappeared.

Guanghua turned around slightly. Dressed in white, he was hunting, holding a jar of fruit wine in his hand, and he tasted it lightly, the wine was sweet, and the stomach was strong and bold.

Guanghua's figure danced gently, the golden pen in his hand shook in the air, splashed ink, and flashed a little ink light in the starry sky, as if the sky was full of stars, and it was condensed in the air again into the paper book that had just been written, but it was scattered in a blink of an eye.

Guanghua stepped on the green lotus, and his body showed the spirit of Confucianism, which is the law of Confucianism.

"That's enough. ”

Guanghua left here, and now that Sun Wukong has left suddenly, these people from Huaguo Mountain should also be extremely curious.

Sure enough, within a moment, this group of monkeys came here chirping and surrounded Guanghua and said, "Immortal, where is our king, do you know where he went?"

"Yes, where has the king gone, and we are still waiting for him to have breakfast. ”

"Don't make any noise, the immortals must know where the king has gone. ”

The monkeys quieted down, blinking at Guanghua with blinking eyes, very excited and eager, hoping to get an answer.

"Your king has already entered the world to practice, don't worry. Guanghua chuckled.

"The king, the king is gone?"

"Isn't it possible to retreat in the water, the water curtain cave, and why do you have to join the WTO..."

The king went away without saying a word, and did not say hello to us. ”

A few little monkeys muttered, a pair of big eyes full of incomprehension, yes, for them, the Water Curtain Cave can also be retreated and cultivated, why do they have to go, why do they have to enter the world to practice?

Guanghua chuckled, as if he saw the little monkey who had just come to Fangcun Mountain to learn art from these ignorant little monkeys, and he didn't know anything about cultivation at the beginning, and the same was true.

How can Sun Wukong's cultivation now not only need retreat, but also need chance, and the location of chance doesn't know what it is.

"Rest assured, your king will come back, and he must be stepping on the five-colored auspicious clouds and wearing a glass shawl, after all, it is your Monkey King." Guanghua chuckled, stretched out his hand, and the Dao ink converged into a painting in the air, the protagonist of the painting was the Monkey King, dressed in a glass drape, stepping on five-colored auspicious clouds, with a thousand lights behind him, and the Dao sound was very powerful.

"So handsome, so handsome, this is our Monkey King. ”

"Long live the Monkey King, long live the Monkey King. ”

"No, no, it's long live Monkey King, long live Monkey King. ”

Everyone laughed and laughed, very excited, and kept waving their paws in their hands, looking forward to seeing the person in the painting come out with their own eyes.

It seems that you can see this Monkey King, the lord of Huaguo Mountain, the Monkey King, who really came to the clouds, wearing a shawl, which is very extraordinary, like the immortal gods above the nine heavens.

"He'll be back, he will. Guanghua chuckled.

The rest of the people nodded their heads and stared at the painting, very excited.

"I didn't expect the king to be so handsome, it's really the Monkey King. ”

"No, today I'm going to hear about the legend of the Monkey King's voyage. ”

"Me too, Mom tell me about it quickly. ”

Sun Wukong broke the waves, found the water curtain cave, was set up as the monkey king by everyone, and later in order to seek the method of immortality, built a bamboo raft, rode the wind and waves, and went west out of the East China Sea, which is a mysterious legend among the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain, which deeply attracted everyone and made everyone yearn for it.

"The Monkey King will indeed return, he will. Huang Mao leaned over to this Guanghua and said.

The words were full of faith, and there was nothing else in them.

Guanghua turned his head to stare at the yellow hair and said, "Oh, why are you so sure." ”

"Then why are the immortals so sure?" Huang Mao asked with a smile.

"Well, my gut instinct, my gut tells me he's going to be back. Guanghua chuckled.

Huang Mao nodded and continued: "Of course, although my intuition tells me that the king will return, but this is more important. ”

Saying that, Huang Mao didn't know where to take out a jar of Baiguo wine, looked at Guanghua and laughed softly: "This one has since then, there is no other branch, only I Huaguoshan can brew this taste, and the king is reluctant to give up on it, so I will definitely come back for this Baiguo wine." ”

"Haha, it's been a long time, and people will really linger after drinking it. Guanghua said with a smile.

"There is also the king's home, a person has been wandering for a long time, or need to go home to rest, feel the warmth of the home, the king will also, he is tired of playing outside, or have to go home to rest, even if it is just to sleep. Huang Mao smiled, his eyes full of yearning.

Indeed, in this way, this yellow hair is the last friend of Sun Wukong's era, after he left, the old friends in the monkey group died, walked away, and the last one left in Huaguo Mountain was only this yellow hair, if it wasn't for Sun Wukong's timely return, I'm afraid this yellow hair has also become a handful of yellow sand...

Two people of the same era naturally have feelings that ordinary people can't understand.

This is Goku's home, and Yellow Fur is Goku's family.

"Goku will come back, definitely. Guanghua spoke, and suddenly his eyes flashed into the distance, a little monkey in silver armor, standing upright, standing quietly on the reef in the sea in the distance, his eyes kept looking at the direction of Sun Wukong's departure.

"Oh, who is that?" Guanghua asked, pointing to the little monkey.

"He's Xiao Fei, and he's the strongest of the monkeys we're in the pack. Huang Mao explained.

Guanghua whispered: "It turned out to be Xiao Fei, and the traces here should have been left by him." ”

Guanghua pointed to the potholes on the ground, these potholes were not caused by ordinary people, but man-made, and long-term cultivation would leave such traces here.

This can only say a lot about one's perseverance.

"It's him, day after day, year after year, and he never stops, but I don't know why he didn't come during this time. Huang Mao said softly.

Guanghua nodded, stretched out his hand and gently brushed the little traces on the ground and said: "Such perseverance is not something that ordinary people can do, it's really interesting, I actually saw the shadow of Wukong in him." ”

At the beginning, the young man who was apprenticed to Fangcun Mountain, did not know the hardships, and crossed the East China Sea with his own strength, you must know that this is very far from this Huaguo Mountain to the edge of the continent, especially for an ignorant little monkey, it is full of endless dangers.

However, in order to pursue what he wanted in his heart, this little monkey was willing to endure these reproaches, crossed the East China Sea, and came directly to this Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and it was this perseverance that moved the Bodhi Patriarch and accepted him as a disciple.

This Xiao Fei should be the same, this perseverance, as well as the light on his body, the heat in his eyes, etc., all show that in the future, Xiao Fei will definitely be like Sun Wukong, in order to chase what he wants, he will never back down.

If you can do that, it will be enough.

"Maybe he'll be the second Goku in the future. Guanghua chuckled.

"Shangxian, it's windy here, let's go back. Huang Mao said.

Guanghua nodded, got up directly, and walked towards the Water Curtain Cave.

... (To be continued.) )