I don't know how much thought it took.

The Di Ting beast's mouth was almost dry, and finally it said that it would accompany Sun Wukong to meet the Wheel King and take a walk to the Wangchuan Mountain.

Only then did Sun Wukong nod and accept it.

Seeing that Sun Wukong was finally willing to leave, Di Ting did not dare to hesitate at all. He blew up a gust of cold wind and took Sun Wukong all the way to the Wheel of Life Hall.

Not long after.

When the man and the beast arrived in front of the Wheel Hall, the ghost general guarding the gate went to report.

Later, the King of Wheels actually came out to greet him personally.

Unfortunately, before the Wheel King could even ask the man and the beast to enter the palace, Di Ting couldn't wait to speak.

"…Zhenjun Weiling, the Great Sage and I are here because the pilgrim who is seeking the scriptures is in danger and cannot get rid of the evil spirits and gods in the world. We are here to ask Zhenjun for help!"

"If it is convenient for you, why don't you go with me to the Wangchuan Mountain?"

"Subdue all the evil spirits that are all over the mountain, then we can talk about other things."

Listening to what the divine beast said, and seeing Sun Wukong nodding his head frequently, the King of Wheels said, "Infinite reincarnation!", and said that he would go get some treasures, and asked the man and the beast to wait for a while, then he turned around and went back to the hall.

Compared to inviting Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, this Wheel-Reincarnation King was obviously much easier to talk to.

But when he saw the King of Hell from the Tenth Hall again, who was dressed in plain clothes and holding a pen and ink, looking like a scholar on an outing, Sun Wukong couldn't help blinking.

Don't even say it.

After taking off his royal robe and imperial clothes, the Rotating King looked much less majestic and sinister, but had a more feminine and handsome air.

If this kind of appearance were to go to the Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid all the nobles and ladies would like it very much.

"Great Sage, Venerable, shall we leave now?"

"Go, go, go! Hurry up and save the elder. I'm really worried that he has committed some crime."

Seeing Sun Wukong getting up and walking away, saying something like he was worried about Tang Monk, Di Ting, who was following closely behind him, almost had his head and mouth split in two.

This monkey really dares to say that!

At the Bodhisattva's temple, he was the one who refused to leave no matter what! Could it be that he was a fake monkey playing tricks?

……

Wangchuan Mountain, Cave of a Hundred Ghosts!
Sun Wukong led Di Ting and Lun Zhuan Wang and escaped from the underworld in two or three breaths.

When it turned into a dark wind, it appeared in the previous ghost cave again.

Wait for the three of them to appear.

Di Ting sensed the ghostly evil spirits on both sides and could not help but mutter, "This Wangchuan Mountain is really quite similar! Compared to the Netherworld, the ghostly evil spirits are not much less. I wonder how many ghosts are staying here."

“I’m afraid there are tens of thousands of them!”

The Wheel King is naturally most sensitive to the energy of the underworld. Just by standing here, he can sense that the Wangchuan Mountain is not much different from some of the Yinming Mountains in the underworld.

No wonder it can turn into a ghost house and a ghost swamp on the ground.

Such a disasterous place can benefit the Ghost King, and the Ghost King will be reborn there.

"Tens of thousands... that's a lot of ghosts. Great Sage, no matter how many ghosts there are here, how can they escape from your golden cudgel?"

Since Di Ting's true body has arrived at this dark mountain, under Di Ting's magic, no matter how many ghost kings there are here, almost none of them can escape his ears.

What kind of ghost formation is this? It doesn’t correspond to the meaning of the great Dao and can’t block out the sounds he wants to hear.

"Your Excellency, how could I not know what you said? But do you think these tens of thousands of ghosts deserve to die? Did I commit such a sin of killing?"

Sun Wukong's rhetorical question left Di Ting speechless and he didn't know what to say.

No matter what you listen to, you cannot destroy the compassion of Buddhism.

He has followed Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for countless years, and he knows that there are some things he can do but cannot say!

What Sun Wukong said is so righteous and kind!
Irrefutable!

"Great Sage, be merciful!" After hearing what Sun Wukong said, the Wheel King couldn't help but say, "All the ghosts in the world are another kind of living beings. If we take them all into my underworld, it might add some popularity to my underworld."

"Your Excellency, Great Saint, please watch me perform my actions."

Since he came here to subdue the ghosts, and the Wheel King had the advantage of geographical location, he did not hesitate.

The dark brush in his hand suddenly wrote a few dark characters in front of him, and then with a sudden stroke and a stroke, countless dark winds suddenly rose up.

Just as the ghost generals, ghost commanders and other ghosts on the left and right discovered what had happened.

Then the Wheel King shouted softly, "The wheel turns and opens, and the netherworld will come! The changes of heaven and earth's yin and yang have their own differences in life and death, and their own chances of separation. I command! The netherworld will appear, and the wheel will turn and open!"

The sound of great angels is lingering, and the evil is gloomy and dark!
I don't know what kind of netherworld magic the Wheel King used, but he actually summoned a ray of reincarnation light and shadow, temporarily penetrating the portal to this netherworld ghost land.

The evil spirits here, along with all kinds of ghosts, were like duckweed floating in the waves, and they rolled into the gate of the underworld along with countless evil spirits.

Moreover, with every breath, the evil energy surging here would grow a little stronger, and the rolling waves would surge three times more violently.

first time.

Or were they just some newly transformed ghosts, swept away by the surging evil spirit, followed by ghost soldiers, ghost soldiers, ghost officers, ghost generals...

Almost no one escaped.

Until even the ghost general was about to be swept away by the raging waves, finally the ghost king in the underworld mountain could no longer sit still.

The shrill ghost howls almost instantly merged into one.

As dozens of waves exploded in the ghost tide, rolling black ghost energy rushed into the sky, and the buzzing sound actually faintly overwhelmed the sweeping force of the ghost tide.

"Where did this evil demon come from? How dare you run wild in my ghost house! Die!!"

Dozens of black ghost auras appeared in one place without anyone noticing, forming a large ghost formation, and suddenly smashed down towards the Wheel King, Di Ting and Sun Wukong.

For a moment, the cold and lonely feeling of the rising ghost energy actually had a hint of the true power of Daluo.

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong remained unmoved.

But Di Ting, who was standing by, saw that the Wheel King was still working together to control the portals of the Netherworld and the surging waves of evil ghosts, and was temporarily unable to spare a moment to deal with such a ghost formation.

A fierce roar.

As the Qilin stepped forward, four rays of Buddha's fire of different shapes and colors appeared out of thin air and grew larger as the wind blew.

Before the ghost formation was completely destroyed, the waving Buddha fire suddenly spread across the sky and ignited the extremely dark ghost energy in an instant.

Ouch——! !

Following a burst of crackling Buddha fire sounds, the seventeen ghost kings in the dark ghost energy felt as if their bones were on fire and they roared and howled in pain.

As a result, countless evil spirits and ghosts were attracted.

It was completely swallowed up.

"... Great Sage, please act quickly. There are endless ghosts and ghost energy here. This ghost king cannot be destroyed. All kinds of Buddha fires cannot burn him to death!"

"Great Sage?!"

Di Ting still wanted Sun Wukong to take action, but he didn't expect that after shouting twice, Sun Wukong's figure beside him turned into bubble and shattered.

He also left a sentence, "I will go find Elder Tang, and leave this place to the Venerable and the Wheel King..."

Sun Wukong actually just left.

With the golden pupil that can break illusions, Sun Wukong couldn't see anything. The four Buddha fires seemed to ignite as soon as they saw evil things, and their power was so great that it was unparalleled.

But in reality, it looks good but is not practical.

and.

Di Ting and King Lun Zhuan didn't even use their full strength!

Seeing this scene, Sun Wukong could not imagine that these two people were waiting for him to take action.

They came just to join in the fun.

If that was the case, how could Sun Wukong stay there and wait for these two to ask him to take action? He left early.

I've thought of all the reasons for them.

Go find Tang Monk!
Therefore, no matter how much Venerable Di Ting didn't want to try his best, or how he wanted to trick Sun Wukong into taking action, he still had to face various attacks from these seventeen ghost kings.

As for Sun Wukong.

In fact, he didn't go anywhere. He just followed the direction where the ghost formation was discovered earlier and escaped at a moderate speed.

With the Wheel King and the Di Ting divine beast restraining them, there was naturally no Ghost King to guard any ghost formation. Therefore, Sun Wukong was not afraid of triggering the ghost formation's warning signal. He swaggered in and bombarded them with all kinds of ghost magic and techniques.

He just kept moving forward.

All the mighty power of the formation was borne entirely by the Gen Yue Divine Armor.

"Hey, he's not here. But it's not a wasted trip!"

While searching the ghost array, Sun Wukong did not see any traces of Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie, but he did find a lot of various ghost weapons and treasures.

Although, too many of them were not worthy of Sun Wukong's attention, he still collected them all.

If it’s free, don’t waste it.

After searching one ghost array, Sun Wukong went to another one.

After searching four or five ghost arrays, Sun Wukong had seen tens of thousands of ghost flags, ghost books, and spiritual herbs from the underworld.

It has to be said that Wangchuan Mountain, which is 200 miles in radius, has really produced a lot of good things.

Until the sixth one.

Although there was still no trace of Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie, Sun Wukong saw a spiritual root, a spiritual root that could continuously absorb and exhale the evil energy of the underworld and was vaguely hideous and terrifying.

“Ghostly spiritual root? What a pity, it’s not an innate thing. If it were, it would really be a great treasure.”

"It should be a top-grade acquired spiritual root... It's also pretty good, much better than some ghost book or ghost grass."

Put it away, put it away quickly!
Outside, Di Ting and Lun Zhuan Wang were facing the seventeen ghost kings, while Sun Wukong was plundering to his heart's content inside. The feeling was more than just refreshing.

They searched all the way again.

Finally, in a place with a ghost formation, Sun Wukong saw a pool of ghost water that was formed by unknown means. Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie were half submerged in it, and they were tied with two underworld ropes made of unknown material.

"Finally found it! Bajie, are you still pretending to be dead?"

When Sun Wukong took a look, he saw that Tang Seng was clearly fainted, but this pig-head was just pretending to be fainted.

See this scene.

Sun Wukong even suspected that this idiot did it on purpose and was waiting for him to come and save people!
"Brother Monkey, you're finally here! You must have missed me so much..."

"Shut up! You idiot, do you think that if you pretend to be dead here, someone will come to rescue you? I really want to give you two sticks to see if you can really take it!"

"Brother Monkey... I am awake, but I can't open my eyes because of the ropes on my body. I don't know what these freezing ropes are made of. They smell like evil, but they don't seem to be anything bad. But being tied up by them, not only can I not use any of my magic power, I can't even use my rake."

"Brother Monkey, Pig really didn't lie to you!"

While Zhu Bajie was speaking, Sun Wukong looked at the rope carefully and discovered that this rope was actually a real treasure!
The ghost flags and ghost weapons that were found before were at best equivalent to ordinary fairy treasures, but the ropes in front of them were actually two acquired spiritual treasures, and they were both top-grade items.

I don’t know where the Yin Du Ghost King was found.

No wonder this idiot couldn’t break free and couldn’t use his magic powers or rake.

Not surprising at all!
"Hehe! It's just two ropes, what else can you do, you idiot?"

While Sun Wukong was speaking, he suddenly reached out and stroked the Hun Dun Bell which was about an inch in size around his waist. After an almost silent buzzing sound, Sun Wukong made a move towards Zhu Bajie and Tang Monk, and the two ropes fell to the ground invisibly and flew into Sun Wukong's hands.

After putting away the rope, Sun Wukong did not help Tang Seng leave the ghost pool, but instead gave Zhu Bajie some instructions.

"Fool, keep an eye on the elder and don't move. I haven't broken the ghost formation here yet. I'll be back soon."

"Brother Monkey, how about I help you too..."

What help!

Sun Wukong said he would be back soon, and he was not going to break the ghost formation here, but to plunder other ghost formations.

Three quarters of an hour later, Sun Wukong found a pool of Yinming Holy Water, a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, and a precious book on the great Dao, and finally returned home with a full load.

Wait until you come back.

Sun Wukong discovered that the idiot Zhu Bajie was lying by the ghost water pool, looking thoughtfully at the ghost water in the pool, and was distracted.

As for Tang Seng, he had already thrown him aside and continued to sleep.

"What are you looking at, idiot?"

"Brother Monkey, you scared me! Brother Monkey, come quickly... take a look at this Yin water. Is it the Xuanming Divine Water, one of the ten legendary divine waters?"

"Mysterious Water? How could this be possible!"

As far as Sun Wukong knew, the Xuanming Divine Water was the natal sacred water of Gonggong, the ancestor of water and one of the twelve ancestor witches.

Once this magical water comes out, it can freeze the heaven and earth, destroy all living things, and almost everything can be frozen. It doesn't matter whether you are tangible or intangible, a concept or a principle. As long as the ancestor witch wants to, he can freeze you into powder.

It is almost impossible for such a magical water to exist in the world for no reason.

What's more, Zhu Bajie and Tang Seng had been soaking in this holy water before, and they were not frozen into powder.

"I have never seen such a divine water. I heard that once this divine water is released, it can seal the three thousand worlds and freeze the endless void. It can be called the world's number one offensive divine water. But I heard that if this divine water is not driven by great magic power, it is no different from ordinary Yin water."

"Moreover, this divine water will not drip or fall. If it is not driven, it will not contaminate any dust or living creature..."

"Brother Monkey, look at me and my master. We came out of this water without getting wet at all. And I've tried it just now. Any debris thrown into this pool will naturally sink to the bottom of the water without leaving any dust in it."

Naturally, Zhu Bajie would not say that the water in this pond was some mysterious divine water.

Of course it has been verified long ago.

"Brother Monkey, how about you throw a magic treasure down there and try?"

"roll!"

Do you think Lingbao is cabbage? "You idiot, don't you have a nine-toothed rake in your hand? Why don't you throw it down and try it?"

"This is the only treasure I have, I can't bear to part with it."

Seeing that Sun Wukong looked like he wanted to kill someone, Zhu Bajie hurriedly said, "Otherwise, Brother Monkey can think of a way to collect the Yin water in this pool first, and then find that immortal to verify it later. If it really is a pool of Xuanming Holy Water, that would be great."

The Xuanming Divine Water, which immortal god who practices water arts would not want it?

When Zhu Bajie was in the Heavenly Palace, he was in charge of 100,000 naval forces and served as a naval marshal. Naturally, he was also good at water magic.

It only took a moment to refine this Yin water at will.

Zhu Bajie is not that stupid.

If it was the Mysterious Water of Darkness, it would be fine. Even if it couldn't be refined for a while, at least there wouldn't be any loss. But if it was the extremely sinister Yin Sha Water...

If you really refine it, then you will have to bear the great cause and effect.

God knows.

In the Yinshan Mountain of the Ghost Palace, there is a pool of Yin water created by nature. Was it actually refined by the ghost kings using countless Yin ghosts with the help of secret techniques?

"Idiot, it's just a pool of Yin water, do I need to take action? Just take it."

"I can't take it back! I've tried..."

Zhu Bajie looked at Sun Wukong eagerly and said, "Brother Monkey, I have already said that I have tried this Yin water before. If I could collect it, I would have collected it long ago. But Brother Monkey, please help me collect it first. If you get anything in the future, you can share some with me."

Can’t collect?
After hearing what Zhu Bajie said, Sun Wukong stared at the pool in front of him, stunned for three breaths.

With just Zhu Bajie's inheritance and magic, he was unable to collect the Yin water in the pond. It seemed that it was really possible that it was the Xuanming Divine Water.

Think of this place.

There was a sudden flash of five-colored light behind Sun Wukong, and both the pool and the magic water were washed away to somewhere unknown.

When Bajie saw the five-colored light rising and falling suddenly behind Sun Wukong, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Five-color spiritual light?! Brother Monkey, that's the five-color spiritual light!"

"Look at how ignorant you are! Idiot, it's just a magical power, why are you so worried?"

Seeing that Zhu Bajie couldn't help but run closer and wanted to release the five-colored spiritual light from his body, Sun Wukong laughed for a while.

Zhu Bajie kept muttering, "Brother Monkey... I really haven't seen the world. I remember that five-colored aura very clearly. It was obviously the special ability of the Peacock Goddess! Although it is not unique in the world..."

"How many people can possibly wipe out everything in the world at will?"

"Brother Monkey, how did you develop this magical power?"

"Just practice like that and it will work."

When Zhu Bajie heard what Sun Wukong said, he was immediately speechless.

He couldn't hear it, so he thought Sun Wukong was deliberately trying to trick him and had no intention of telling him!
"...If you don't want to talk, then don't talk!" Zhu Bajie also understood that it was impossible to find out the truth of this kind of Dharma by just asking casually, so he changed the subject and said, "Brother Monkey, now that we have received the magic water, should we quickly carry our master and leave this damn place?"

"It's so cold here, and there's a ghostly aura everywhere. I don't want to stay here for even a breath."

There is Sun Wukong.

Zhu Bajie doesn’t care how many ghosts or ghost kings there are out there.

He believed that as long as the monkey in front of him took action and was willing to brush out the five-colored spiritual light, no matter how many ghosts there were, they would not be able to withstand his brush!

"Why are you in such a hurry? There's a lively fight going on outside. You idiot, do you want to try your hand at attracting attention?"

I don’t know if Di Ting and King Lun Zhuan are still waiting for Sun Wukong to return.

It has been a while.

These two haven't even taken down the seventeen ghost kings yet, and instead seem to be suppressed.

Although Sun Wukong plundered along the way, he did not forget to keep an eye on Di Ting and King Lun Zhuan.

"No, no, I'm not going to go. I'm not idle." Zhu Bajie muttered, "If I have the time, I might as well find some ghost grass and ghost medicine to eat. By the way, Monkey Brother, who is fighting outside? Could it be the reinforcements that Monkey Brother has invited?"

Zhu Bajie is not stupid.

Little did he know that when he and Tang Seng were suffering, it was Sun Wukong who deliberately did not take action.

Moreover, now that Sun Wukong has entered the ghost formation and has not seen any ghosts coming to deal with him, he has already thought of something.

It was only when I was in Gao Laozhuang.

Sun Wukong had communicated with him before, so even if Sun Wukong just laid down and gave in, Old Pig couldn't say anything bad about it.

"Yes! I originally wanted to go to the netherworld and invite Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to come out so that he could subdue all the ghosts in this ghost mountain. But who would have thought that the Bodhisattva went to attend some kind of Dharma meeting, and only invited Di Ting and Lun Zhuan Wang."

"They are now outside, fighting with the seventeen ghost kings. It's going on." "Idiot, do you want to join in the fun?"

After hearing what Sun Wukong said, Zhu Bajie shook his head decisively.

Seventeen ghost kings and seventeen Taiyi, with the advantage of the terrain and the people, it is so easy to subdue them. Why waste the effort?

When it comes to things that he can be lazy about, Zhu Bajie will never try to show off.

"Brother Monkey, don't forget that we still have horses. Have you looked around? Have you seen the white horse and the gift?"

Zhu Bajie suddenly remembered something, and Sun Wukong was also stunned.

Don't even say it.

The existence of the White Dragon Horse was quite low, so Sun Wukong really didn't care about it. However, after searching through seventeen ghost formations, he still didn't see the little white dragon.

"Idiot, you continue to guard the elders while I go look for the white horse. If you hadn't told me, I would have really forgotten."

"If you don't have the white horse, you, a fool, will be blessed. Carrying the elder all the way to the west... Hehe, I don't know how much blessing you, a fool, can get."

"Pfft! Brother Monkey, please stop talking nonsense. I can't enjoy this blessing. You should go find a horse as soon as possible!"

Carrying Tang Seng to the West?
Zhu Bajie refused to do so even if he was beaten to death, and kept urging Sun Wukong to go find a horse quickly.

Sun Wukong teased the fool for a few words, and seeing that he was getting a little anxious, he turned into a wisp of wind and went around looking for a horse.

……

Fuli Mountain, Qingming Cave.

The Fuli Dharma Assembly is held here, and not only various Bodhisattvas and Buddhas attend the assembly, but also many immortals and gods in heaven.

During the break of the Dharma Assembly.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Guanyin Bodhisattva got together.

When the monkey heard Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva say that he went to the underworld to seek help and found Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's temple, Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name.

"... Guanyin Bodhisattva, I think that naughty monkey should be taught a lesson."

"It was he who helped Tang Monk on his journey to the west, how could he not contribute?"

How many abilities and magical powers does Sun Wukong have? How could Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva not know them?

At that time, the Buddha led a group of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, but they couldn't catch the monkey for a while. Not to mention, even the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow and the three quasi-saints of the demon clan suffered a great disaster at the hands of the monkey. How could a mere ghost mountain stop the monkey's magical power?

Purely, that monkey just doesn't want to take action!
"What Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said is true. That naughty monkey really went too far. We should think of a way to give him retribution so that he will take good care of us in the future."

"It's just that for a moment, it's difficult to control the monkey."

Guanyin Bodhisattva never even thought of using ordinary magical powers to hold Sun Wukong hostage.

As for the magical treasures and spiritual treasures...

How can Sun Wukong, who has the Chaos Bell in his hand, be restrained by any ordinary treasure?

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wanted Sun Wukong to live a peaceful life and be a good monkey. Guanyin Bodhisattva had also thought about this.

After thinking about it, I just can't come to a conclusion at the moment.

"Bodhisattva Guanyin, why don't you go back to Lingshan and ask my Buddha if he has any solution, or go to the holy land!"

"That's a good idea."

If Guanyin Bodhisattva can't control Sun Wukong, then there is Tathagata Buddha. If Buddha can't control him either, then there are two other saints.

Nowadays, it is difficult for saints to enter the wild world, and they cannot act at will, but it is still possible to borrow a treasure or a method.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva were very sure that the monkey Sun Wukong would not be able to escape from the sage's plan.

"After the Dharma Assembly, I will report to the Buddha."

After a moment of silence, Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "I heard that the great wizard Hou Yi has been to the underworld?"

A great witch entered the underworld.

How could this not concern Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and all the Buddhas in the underworld?

Even though Houyi's departure was silent and there was no attempt to conceal it, it naturally could not hide the discerning eyes of some people.

There are many Buddhist disciples, both young and old, in the underworld.

Otherwise, how dare the Buddhists say anything casually and practice the Dharma for the afterlife!
Naturally, such news had already reached the ears of many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism.

"The Lich Era has long passed."

Having said that, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's eyes did not show any contempt, but instead were full of caution, "With that lady covering for him, we still don't know... why he entered the Netherworld. The Wu Clan has rarely entered the Netherworld in the past few hundred thousand years."

According to common sense.

The entire underworld was opened up by the Goddess Hou Tu, and it is destined to be the place where the witch clan should enjoy their home.

However, the saints discussed it several times, but ultimately Heaven would not allow it.

The same is true. After the underworld was first created, there were still many people from the witch clan in the underworld, but as time went on, the number of people from the witch clan decreased.

Nowadays, it is even more difficult to find any bloodline of the witch clan in the underworld.

According to some rumors known to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Lady Pingxin should have opened up a new world full of poisonous energy outside the Netherworld, and summoned most of the remaining witches and demons after the catastrophe to that world.

Such a world can not only bear all the grievances and disasters of heaven and earth, but is also more suitable for the survival and practice of the witch clan.

only.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also knew that a considerable number of people in the witch clan had already gone through the six realms of reincarnation and been reincarnated.

Now we don’t know how many reincarnations those people in the witch clan have gone through, and whether they have become humans or monsters.

Compared to the demon clan, which is still common in the ancient world, the witch clan is too rare.

"Today's underworld belongs neither to the witch clan nor to the three religions. It has a lot to do with the demon clan, the heaven, and the innate gods. This is good!"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is right!"

Such a dark underworld is exactly what the saints want.

Several saints do not want to allow any one person or force to completely control the six realms of reincarnation.

Just because he controls reincarnation, he is almost in control of all living beings in the world!

The Buddhist sect can get involved in the underworld because it naturally has its own requests and wishes.

……

Wangchuan Mountain, Cave of a Hundred Ghosts.

In order to search for the trace of the white dragon horse, Sun Wukong searched the ghost caves and ghost grottoes in front of and behind the mountain for half a day.

When the white dragon horse is finally found.

Seeing the listless Little White Dragon being trapped by a ghost formation, he would occasionally drain his dragon blood and dragon energy...

Even Sun Wukong couldn't help smacking his lips.

What a miserable dragon!

Zhu Bajie, Tang Seng and Xiao Bailong were also swept away by the evil wind and evil spirit of Yindu Ghost King. However, from beginning to end, Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie were just tied up like dumplings and soaked in the evil water.

I'm afraid that the Yin Du Ghost King didn't touch a single hair of the two of them.

But the little white dragon in front of him had nearly 30% of its dragon blood and dragon energy absorbed by the ghost formation, and the ghost wind and yin energy around it also had a bloody smell.

I can't break free or run away.

It's really bleak and crystal clear.

"...Xiao Bailong, are you stupid? You don't even know how to run?"

"Great Sage! You are finally here. I want to go too... But I was enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva before, and there are some restrictions on my body. In addition, there are ghost formations and gloomy winds on both sides. I don't know why, but I can't transform into my true body for a while. Every time I cast a spell, I am always restrained."

Seeing Sun Wukong emerge from a wisp of dark wind, the little white dragon almost let out a long hiss.

The reinforcements finally arrived!
He has had a hard time these days.

"Great Sage, how are Master and Brother?"

"They're fine. They should just be taking a bath. So, those ghost things might know that you're a real dragon?"

"Xiaolong doesn't know either."

There are some things that you really can't think too much about.

Little White Dragon didn't dare, but Sun Wukong didn't care. "Hey, these bald guys... are really interesting! Let them continue to fight. I'll let you out first."

No one knew what Sun Wukong was thinking of. He just mentioned it briefly, then suddenly moved, and a flash of five-colored light appeared behind him.

In one breath.

All the restrictions, negative energy, and formations around the little white dragon were swept away by the five-colored spiritual light.

The next moment, with a long roar of "Ang!", the little white dragon instantly turned into a dragon, and before its true body appeared, it suddenly changed into the appearance of a handsome Taoist priest.

"Thank you, Great Sage, for saving me! Great Sage, please let Xiaolong take action to completely destroy this ghostly Yinshan Mountain."

As he spoke, a sword appeared in the little white dragon's hand.

Sun Wukong could see that Little White Dragon had been severely tortured by the various ghosts and ghost formations in Wangchuan Mountain, and he wanted to give them retribution.

It's a pity that his cultivation is still a little lacking.

"If you are willing to go, I will not stop you. However, I still have to guard Monk Tang, so I am afraid I cannot go with you."

"Hehe, don't worry, just go ahead. Earlier, I invited the Venerable Di Ting and the King Lun Zhuan from the underworld. With them here, the seventeen ghost kings may not be able to spare a hand... The remaining little ghosts should not be your match."

Since Xiaobailong wanted to take revenge, Sun Wukong naturally would not stop him.

There are ghosts all over the mountain, but there is no one to fight them.

With the little white dragon attacking with hatred and no ghost king to resist, the remaining ghosts were really in trouble after being swept by the ghost wind of the underworld.

"Thank you for your guidance, Great Sage. Xiaolong will be back soon!"

After hearing what Sun Wukong said, Xiaobailong shook the magic sword in his hand, turned into a dragon shadow and instantly rushed into the surrounding formation.

In an instant, sword light, sword chant, sword energy, carrying endless dragon light, swept across the east and west.

The ghost formation was unmanned and had been hit by the aftermath of Sun Wukong's five-colored spiritual light. How could it withstand such torment from the little white dragon now?

Not much time to breathe.

With a series of "cracking" sounds, countless evil spirits suddenly shattered, and the little white dragon took the lead and rushed out of this ghost cave.

Another half day.

With just one dragon and one sword, the little white dragon has killed all the ghosts scattered around Wangchuan Mountain, leaving only two or three big cats and small cats.

On the other side, Di Ting and King Lun Zhuan joined forces to fight against seventeen ghost kings, and the battle finally came to an end.

It's really not easy.

Sun Wukong, who had been hiding nearby and watching the fierce battle between the two evenly matched opponents, almost fell asleep.

There is nothing we can do.

The two sides fought back and forth, and it looked like a lively and deadly fight.

But in reality, Sun Wukong saw clearly who was struggling for life and who was doing the job.

It was a matter that could be solved with just three moves or two, but it took the Di Ting divine beast and the Wheel King a whole night and a half to struggle with it. It was really difficult for them.

Later.

Seeing that the battle was over, Sun Wukong did not wait for a moment and appeared directly in front of the two men, singing praises and throwing all kinds of nice words at them without paying.

I can hear the two of you saying that if you have any doubts or unbearable feelings, you can only hold them in.

The color is so beautiful.

But I can't say anything yet.

After Sun Wukong thanked Venerable Di Ting and King Lunzhuan again and again and sent them away.

Turn around.

Just then, the little white dragon was seen carrying Tang Monk slowly out of the Cave of Hundred Ghosts.

Zhu Bajie was carrying the luggage at the back, mumbling all the way, but no one knew what he was mumbling.

"Elder Tang, should we continue on our way, or should we take a rest before continuing on our way?"

Sun Wukong suddenly said he wanted to take a break and was distracted again. Naturally, it was a system prompt.

This time, I won a lottery - a divine light of silence!
I don’t know what kind of magical power it is.

To be honest, Sun Wukong doesn't really care about any magical powers. If he wants these things, there are plenty of them no matter if he goes to find his biological mother or senior sister!

Even if I could draw an innate spiritual treasure, it would be great!
When the mind touches the system lottery room, the silent divine light prompt suddenly appears.

The silent divine light is born from self-destruction and transformed from the death and silence of all things. It is also called the light of the year!
Wherever he reaches and points to, the lifespan of all living beings will be reduced by a thousand times!

Tasteless!!
Upon seeing the explanation of this magical power, Sun Wukong suddenly felt that this thing was somewhat useless.

In the vast universe, there are countless gods, immortals and Buddhas who have endless lifespans and are not afraid of the passage of time. Even if time can shorten the lifespan of all living beings, what can they do?

"It seems that lying down is not enough, otherwise how could I draw such a thing in the lottery!"

"...Monkey, the master is calling you!"

While Sun Wukong was distracted, Zhu Bajie had walked up to him without him noticing. He stretched out his elbow and touched Sun Wukong's waist. "What are you thinking about? Master wants to ask you which mountain and place this is, and how far is it from the previous Futu Mountain..."

"You idiot!" Sun Wukong was distracted, but his ears were not deaf. He just didn't want to pay attention to Tang Seng.

"Elder, according to my calculations, this ghost mountain is about three thousand miles away from the Buddha mountain... With Master's speed, it will take about half a month to walk there."

Tang Seng just asked not only where this was and how far it was from Mount Futu.

What he meant was that he wanted Sun Wukong to send him back to Mount Futu.

But Sun Wukong wouldn’t care.

If Tang Seng was willing to send him directly to Lingshan Mountain in the West, Sun Wukong would be very happy.

"Wukong, I haven't finished sweeping the pagoda on the mountain yet... I once made a vow in front of the pagoda to clean it thoroughly, and then I bowed to it many times. This..."

"Since the elder has made a wish, we can just go back."

The Yellow Wind Monster can't wait for you to go back!

Sun Wukong pondered to himself, and without paying any attention to Tang Seng's embarrassed look, he looked towards the west again and just walked ahead, heading towards Mount Futu.

stop-and-go.

Along the way, they encountered quite a few jackals, tigers, leopards, and even dozens of small monsters.

However, every time they encountered a monster, Zhu Bajie would defeat it without Sun Wukong having to say anything.

Twenty days later, the group finally returned to Mount Futu.

Go up the mountain! Clean up! Pull out weeds...

This time, I don’t know if it was because Tang Seng had run an extra three thousand miles and had some resentment in his heart, or if he was really devout to a certain extent.

He even said that he wanted to clear all the grass and trees on the platform to leave a quiet area for the Buddhist temple.

At first, I listened to what Tang Seng said.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie ignored him, but later when they saw Tang Seng personally reaching out for help, Zhu Bajie, as his disciple, couldn't just stand by and watch.

This made Zhu Bajie even more angry, and he wanted to spit out a breath of evil wind to grind all the newly grown weeds into powder.

But Tang Seng didn't allow it.

No matter what you say, only by experiencing it yourself can you show your piety.

This also caused Zhu Bajie to pull Sun Wukong to help, but Sun Wukong refused.

After saying a few words, he went ahead to explore the mountain road, then hid halfway up the mountain, found a relatively quiet large rock, and lay down there.

Whoever wants to do this tiring job can do it!
Two days passed in a flash.

After finally clearing the grass and trees on the mountain platform, Tang Seng paid homage to all the remaining Buddha and Bodhisattva statues in the local mountain temple. He then called Zhu Bajie to find Sun Wukong so that they could continue on their journey.

It was at this time that Sun Wukong came back from the mountain and saw Zhu Bajie's big mouth that couldn't close no matter what he said.

"Brother Monkey! You are amazing! You came back at the right time. I don't even need to look for you anymore."

"Hehe, it's not such a coincidence." Sun Wukong didn't care what Zhu Bajie thought, "When did I ever say that you, a fool, couldn't find an excuse to slip away? If you don't want to, can you blame me? You are happy to help your master pull weeds, who can you blame?"

What Sun Wukong said.

Zhu Bajie was humming and groaning, not knowing what to say.

All he could do was mutter something along the way, "Next time, I'll run away too", "Just this once, I won't do it again"...

Sun Wukong felt both angry and amused when hearing this.

This idiot is hopeless.

After half a day, the three men and their horse finally descended Futu Mountain and headed westwards towards Huangfeng Ridge.

With the White Dragon Horse's speed, it was normal for it to travel dozens or even hundreds of miles a day, even in the mountains. In this way, within three days, the Yellow Wind Ridge was already within sight.

It was noon that day.

Sun Wukong was filling his stomach with wild fruits from the mountains, while Zhu Bajie approached him cautiously.

He said in a low voice, "Brother Monkey, why do I feel that there is something wrong with the mountain ahead? How about you go ahead and take a look?"

No wonder Zhu Bajie could see that something was wrong with Huangfengling.

Huangfeng Ridge, where monsters are everywhere, is still thirty miles away, but the seething demonic energy seems particularly ostentatious.

With Zhu Bajie's eyesight, it would be strange if he couldn't see it.

"How do you see it? You idiot, why don't you go?"

How could Sun Wukong not know what kind of demon king was in the Yellow Wind Ridge? "If you really have good intentions, why don't you go and warn that monk Tang and ask him to take a detour?"

You can meet monsters, lie down, and have a lucky draw.

Now, Sun Wukong doesn’t care at all what kind of monsters and demons Tang Seng may encounter, the more the better.

It is inevitable that he will lie down at some point, which will break the defense of the Buddhist sect, and the treasures won in the lottery will be refreshing. (End of this chapter)