The lotus platform fell from the sky, holding a jade bottle, willow branches, and a faint smile on his face forever, which made people feel comfortable and his temperament exuded from the inside out.

"Disciple to meet the ancient Buddha! My Buddha said, the holy realm can be opened, Amitabha!" Guanyin Bodhisattva flew in front of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, made a gesture, and the voice was pleasant.

The Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha opened his eyes and nodded.

"Amitabha, the Holy Realm is about to open, all those who want to participate in escorting the scriptures, please enter the Holy Realm by yourself, and the last one to come out is the destined person!"

After the ancient Buddha of the lamp finished speaking, the golden light was shining all over his body, and a golden relic flew towards the holy realm, and the original golden world appeared in the door of the space, this scene made Zhu Bajie a little shocked, and the strength of the lamp was really too strong.

Confucianism, Confucianism, Buddhism, Lingxiao Heavenly Court, and Elysium, they are simply a mixture of fish and dragons, and they all want the Mahayana scriptures, of course, some people have ghosts in their hearts.

Gradually, people began to pour into the Holy Realm of the True Scriptures, and many people's eyes glanced at Zhu Bajie, obviously many people had bad intentions.

"Master, I'm in!"

Zhu Bajie said to the Tongtian Sect Master who had been sitting on the donkey beside him, the Tongtian Sect Master opened his eyes, and there was an extra talisman in his hand, and there was a faint energy fluctuation on the talisman, which was obviously not so simple.

"This talisman is accepted, it can hide the figure, half an hour, when the time runs out, then the talisman will also be automatically burned and destroyed, you can make good use of it, go!"

Zhu Bajie took the talisman from the Tongtian Sect Master's hand, put it on his body, patted it, and made sure that it was put away, before turning around and flying towards the True Scripture Holy Realm.

Fewer and fewer people entered it, and gradually the doors of the golden world closed.

The moment Zhu Bajie entered the gate, it seemed that he had passed through a thousand years, and fell heavily on the ground, in the golden sky, surrounded by a primeval forest, in the big forest, those big trees, rose to the sky, and before he could come back to his senses, a somewhat sharp voice sounded.

Zhu Bajie saw that not far away, there were two figures standing, a young man was holding a feather fan in his hand, the smile on his face seemed to be very hearty, and the other person had a smile on his face, and the eyes of the two were staring at Zhu Bajie, and their eyes were full of greed.

"Senior Brother Wu, do you say that our luck is too good, we actually met a rich man here, it seems that God really treats us well!"

The young man holding the feather fan in his hand fanned the fan, stared at Zhu Bajie with his eyes, and asked on his mouth, and the young man next to him smiled with gloomy eyes, "Senior Brother Chen, God helps you, don't forget my little brother!"

The two of them seemed to have regarded Zhu Bajie as food, Zhu Bajie stood in place, the young man holding a feather fan, gave him a sense of crisis, as for the other person, although he was also an immortal cultivator, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Zhu Bajie clasped his hands and stood in place, waiting for the two to end the conversation.

"Boy, hand over the Haotian Hammer and Kunpeng, the two of us will spare you from death, here, you don't have your master to support you!" The young man with the feather fan in his hand disappeared from the smile on his face, replaced by a gloomy one.

"Then let's see if you have that ability?" After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, Haotian Hammer appeared directly in his hand.

These two people are obviously disciples of Confucianism, and from the dress and breath, it can be judged that the feather fan in the hand of the person holding the feather fan is directly impacting Zhu Bajie.

The two of them advanced and retreated, hammers and fans, constantly clashing, this person is the peak of the immortal cultivation, but this person does not have an advantage at all, Haotian Hammer is too domineering, every time he hits, there is a huge amount of energy on it, the young man's face is a little ugly, he can't imagine that Zhu Bajie is so difficult.

The people who watched on the side saw that the situation was a little unpleasant, so they had an extra pen in their hands, displayed the judge's pen, and besieged Zhu Bajie.

The three of them fought with you with a hammer, I waved my fan, and the judge's pen kept disturbing Zhu Bajie, but the two disciples of Confucianism besieged Zhu Bajie, and with the help of Haotian Hammer, they couldn't take advantage at all.

"Senior brother, let's cast spells at the same time, let's see how long the kid can last!"

The young man holding the feather fan in his hand spoke, and saw that the two of them pushed away, and muttered some words in their mouths, and they were about to cast spells, the spells of Confucianism are very strange, and the spells they practice are just some ordinary Confucian classics, among these classics, comprehend a sentence, comprehend a word, and form a spell.

The moment the two finished reading in their mouths, five big characters rolled around Zhu Bajie's body, and on these five big characters, there was a smell of books, but Zhu Bajie didn't have the leisure and elegance to appreciate, and the Haotian hammer in his hand rushed towards one of the big characters, and directly hammered it.

"Bang!"

There was a violent burst of qi Lang, the word "person" disappeared, the qi Lang spread, Zhu Bajie took a step back, and around the two of them, words kept popping up, rolling towards Zhu Bajie, and the Haotian hammer in his hand kept waving, and one word was dissipating.

"Hmph, I'm really a soft persimmon, let you see, in front of real spells, those of your Confucianism are all flowers!"

Zhu Bajie roared and directly performed "Reincarnation".

"Take charge of reincarnation!"

Within more than ten zhang of Zhu Bajie's body, there were violent whirlpools, those whirlpools kept rotating, and the words that kept coming out were swallowed up by those whirlpools, and the faces of the two people became more and more ugly.

"Zi said: If you learn without thinking, you will die!"

The young man holding the feather fan in his hand, his breath was weak, the moment he said this sentence, the six words with countless coercion, overwhelmingly rushed towards Zhu Bajie, those whirlpools that originally had the upper hand, dissipated most of them, and a trace of arrogance appeared on the face of the young man holding the feather fan, and he felt extremely honored that he understood the essence of this sentence in the "Analects".

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

After Zhu Bajie said coldly, the whirlpool that had originally disappeared actually condensed out again, directly forming a huge whirlpool, and directly wrapped the six big characters formed by that sentence in it, just for a short moment, the mantra of the "Analects" dissipated.

"Not good!"

The face of the young man holding the feather fan changed, and he was about to run away, although he had already heard that Zhu Bajie was not simple, and he couldn't imagine that he was so powerful, and his cultivation at the peak of the immortal was actually not an opponent.

But it's a pity that the whirlpools that "are in charge of reincarnation" directly contain him in it, and the young man holding the feather fan has a frightened face, and both cheeks are distorted, because in his eyes, he saw everything that is incredible, and in an instant, all his cognitions are subverted, and all the meanings of life are revealed.

The young man on one side was about to run away, and Zhu Bajie performed the "Thirty-six Changes of Tiangang", and instantly appeared in front of the man, staring at the young man.

Haotian Hammer waved it towards the young man without hesitation, and the judge's pen in the young man's hand clicked, and it was directly broken into two, and was smashed by Haotian Hammer on the front door, and most of his head was shattered.

The young man holding the feather fan was exhausted with all the immortal energy in his body, and he stared at Zhu Bajie in front of him softly, with some despair in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, you're in luck!"

Zhu Bajie glanced at it, directly killed the young man in front of him in an instant, searched the bodies of the two of them, found a few pills, and directly packed them, the demonic energy was suppressed, the corpse did not have any temptation for him, and walked towards the forest with steps.