Ning Wujian was carrying the coffin and flying, crossing the boundless West Sea, like a flash of light, fleeting, this is the thunder and lightning escape method in the thunder god power, but it has a speed like thunder and lightning, far faster than the five elements escape method.

After crossing the West Sea, it is the Snake Pan Mountain, which is also the territory of the Black Wind Mountain, Ning Wuqian just glanced at the Black Wind Mountain from afar, and now on the Black Wind Mountain, there are many pavilions and palaces, if it weren't for Ning Wuqian remembering that this is the Black Wind Mountain, he would have thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

Immediately, Ning Wujian flew to the west, he was going to save Sun Wukong, and the only one who could save Sun Wukong was that person.

On the Black Wind Mountain, the monster patrolling the mountain was slightly puzzled, "Hey, did you see a figure just now?"

"What the hell are you, right? Black Wind Mountain can't even fly over a fly, where is the figure?"

Qiong Yufeng, the yellow-robed demon king was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the sky, and wondered slightly, "Could it be that I'm dazzled?"

On the Black Wind Mountain, in a palace surrounded by a hundred flowers, a woman with a bulging belly glanced at the sky, "It seems to be the breath of the husband?"

Ning Wuji's speed was too fast, even they couldn't feel it, Futu Mountain, Wanshou Mountain, Tongtian River, Cuiyun Mountain, one after another peaks flew backwards, Ning Wujian came to an eight-hundred-mile barren mountain above it, dense with thorns and bushes, it was the Thorn Ridge.

The sky was filled with clouds and mist, and clouds of white mist appeared, ethereal and illusory.

Ning Wujian immediately realized that Su Bodhi already knew what was going on in the Dao, but it was also true that when Sun Wukong was robbed five hundred years ago, it was also Su Bo who offered to help, and characters like them, when something happened to the people around them, they could immediately sense it.

Flying into the clouds and mist, clusters of white light converged, and for a long time, time and space were changing. It's an illusion that travels through time and space.

Ning Wujian appeared on a bluestone road and experienced the Demon God Mountain, Ning Wujian already had some understanding of this kind of scene, this is a small world opened up by Su Bodhi, pinned on the four continents, similar to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, but it has to go further.

The sun reflects the light and locks the green, and the rain is cold and green.

Dead vines and old trees, ancient and secluded. Strange flowers and grass, bamboo and pine. Bamboo and pine trees. Evergreen, strange flowers and grass, four times do not thank you.

The cry of the ghost bird continues, and the source of the spring is clear. There are many valleys and ravines, countless Zhilan, cliffs everywhere, and moss everywhere.

Not far away stood a woodcutter, where he was chopping wood with an axe, and wearing a hat on his head. It is the first kind of new bamboo shoots. He wears cloth garments, which are woven from cotton. The waist is tied with a ring, which is the silk of the old silkworm's mouth. Stepping on the grass is the coolness of withered sand. Holding a steel axe. Pull the hemp rope. Pull loose and split dead trees, compete for this woodwork energy!

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is still the same Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, everything seems to have not changed.

"Watching chess is rotten, logging dingding. Yunbian Gukou Xu Xing, selling salaries and wine, laughing wildly and cultivating himself. The sky is high. To the moon pillow pine root, a sense of dawn. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the withered vine with an axe.

Harvest into a load, in the song market, easy rice three liters. There is no competition, the price is mediocre, there will be no clever calculations, no honor and disgrace, and tranquility will prolong life. Where they meet, they are not immortals, and they sit quietly and talk about the Yellow Court. ”

The woodcutter's voice was still echoing in his ears, and a fairy child appeared, "King Xiaoyue, the master made me wait for a long time!"

The fairy boy has red lips and white teeth, a bun with silk hair, a wide robe and two sleeves, and Ning Wujian sees it, "Are you a lonely and straight man?"

Xiantong smiled slightly, "Name and surname, just a title, why bother?"

Ning Wuqian smiled, carried the coffin and the lonely straight man to the three-star cave of the oblique moon, the smoke was scattered, and the sun and moon shook the light. Thousands of old cypresses, ten thousand festivals to repair the fence, strange flowers cloth brocade, Yao grass incense, lush forest and bamboo, pine and cypress covering, aura is dense, there are thousands of years of elixir, ten thousand years of divine vines, countless rare birds and beasts, a good abode of immortals.

Su Bodhi was still sitting on the Yao platform, and when he saw Ning Wujian coming, he opened his eyes and looked at the coffin, "Put it down!"

Ning Wuqian heard this, put down the coffin smoothly, and stood aside, Ning Wuqian was still full of respect for this old Taoist who had mentioned himself, Su Bodhi swept the dust, the coffin lid flew up, and fell to the side, Sun Wukong lay peacefully inside, a soul lamp on his chest, burning with a faint flame.

Su Bodhi's long eyebrows furrowed, and he sighed softly, "Soul Slaying Knife, I didn't expect them to be alive!"

"Soul Slaying Knife, who are they?" Ning Wuqian questioned.

"It's a kind of yin damage knife technique, which can cut people's souls, as for them, some gods and demons that should have died, you will encounter them in the future, and you will know the Tao when the time comes!" Su Bodhi said lightly.

He looked at Sun Wukong, walked down the yaotai, swept out a blue light from the dust, and the soul fire was a little stronger, "Soul Slashing Knife, only he can save himself, even I can't do anything, fortunately, you ignited his soul fire, otherwise, I have no choice." ”

Su Bodhi's words are quite contradictory, but Ning Wujian still understands that he can't do anything because whether he can recover depends on Sun Wukong, and there is no way, whether Sun Wukong can survive.

"Carry him in!" said Su Bodhi to Ning Wuji, and after speaking, he walked into the house first.

Ning Wuqian lifted the coffin and entered the house.

Subodhi lifted the pen on the offering table, lit some cinnabar, took out a stack of rune paper, and began to draw on it.

Su Bodhi painted strange runes, Ning Wujian had never seen it, but he knew that this was refining runes, when he was in the earth fairy world, he had also tried, because unfortunately he didn't have that talent, compared with Ning Wuji, Su Bodhi is the master of refining runes, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the runes shine one by one, containing some kind of rules, reflecting Su Bodhi's will.

Soon, a stack of nearly twenty talismans was drawn, shining with golden light, and the amount of power contained in it was even Ning Wujian who was also frightened, and immediately, Su Bodhi used his own blood to refine a blood talisman and handed it to Ning Wuji.

"You guard outside, I will use the seven-star method of life extension, to borrow five hundred years of life from heaven and earth to Sun Wukong, within five hundred years, if he can wake up, he can live, if he can't wake up, that is the destiny of heaven, it's me, and there is nothing I can do." ”

Su Bodhi, who had refined a blood talisman, looked a little weak, "Seven stars continue to live, the law against the sky, there will be all kinds of visions, all kinds of demons, you must guard for seven days, in this talisman, there is my spirit and spirit, at a critical time, I can give full play to half of my strength, and I can retreat from Da Luo Jin Xian." ”

Ning Wuwu took the blood talisman and went out of the house to guard outside.

Su Bodhi swept the dust, the door of the house was closed, and one by one the talismans flew up and stuck on the doors and windows, and on the beams.

Immediately, forty-nine lamps were put out, and next to the coffin, seven star lanterns were lit, sitting cross-legged on the side, and looking at Sun Wukong, "Wukong, life and death, it's up to you!" (to be continued......)