The sword rises

Chapter 1643 When will I wake up

Chapter 650 When will I wake up

Zhuge Haokong walked slowly, nodded in return.

Fortunately, the third senior brother saved a lot of precious medicines hidden in the master's gate, and Bai Moli did not spoil them.Now that I have come out of closed doors, most of my injuries have healed, and there is no serious problem.

"Does the emperor have doubts in his heart?"

Third Senior Brother Zhuge Haokong and Emperor Nangong looked at each other, and they guessed his intention.

"I also ask Mr. San to give me some guidance."

In the whole world, only Zhuge Haokong can spy on the secrets of the world.

The third brother chuckled lightly: "No hurry, I have to do some things first."

"Can you let me go alone?"

Emperor Nangong made this request.

"Of course." Zhuge Haokong nodded in agreement.

Thus, Gu Hengsheng and his group of four walked out of the Fusheng Tomb.Where to go depends on Zhuge Haokong's plan.

Zhuge Haokong's thoughts, no one can guess.

All the way west, Gu Hengsheng and others did not ask Zhuge Haokong where he was going.Several hours later, they had arrived at Dashi Xizhou.

A restaurant in a remote city in Xizhou.

Zhuge Haokong walked ahead and led Gu Hengsheng and others to the restaurant.

"Senior brother, what are we doing here?"

Chu Xiaoyao finally couldn't bear his temper and asked.

Zhuge Haokong looked towards a certain corner of the restaurant, and asked everyone to follow their gazes.

"This is... a dead monk!"

Chu Xiaoyao's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

At the western corner of the restaurant, a bald monk was eating big fish and meat, and drinking fine wine and brewed wine.Monks drink for pleasure, and practitioners are no strangers to it.

However, it is rare for this monk to be so upright, isn't he afraid of affecting his Dao heart?

Monk Wukong once went to the Leiyao Buddhist Sect to point out the Buddhist disciples, so that the Buddhist disciples can have a clear mind and realize the Dao.Later, Monk Wukong and Gu Hengsheng drank wine and discussed Taoism, and had a good talk.

"Master, stay safe."

Gu Hengsheng recognized Monk Wukong at a glance and stepped forward to greet him.

Monk Wukong put down the greasy chicken legs, wiped the cassock casually, folded his hands together, and Daobao Buddha's light flashed: "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for nearly a thousand years, Mr. Jiu has already proved the Tao."

Emperor Nangong and Chu Xiaoyao looked at each other and roughly guessed the real identity of Monk Wukong.

"This benefactor who is dressed in red and has an extraordinary demeanor must be Mr. San from the Tomb of Floating Life!" Monk Wukong said calmly: "If the poor monk is not mistaken, the other two should be Emperor Nangong and Happy Sword Immortal."

Chu Xiaoyao blinked his eyes, he suddenly found that his worldview had collapsed.

Is this still the submissive Xiaoba from before?
When did Xiao Ba have such demeanor?
Chu Xiaoyao once suspected that Monk Wukong was not the eighth junior brother, after all, the change was too great.But one thing has not changed, he likes to drink and eat meat, just like the dead pig at home.

"Master has extraordinary eyesight." Zhuge Haokong admitted his identity: "Master, won't you invite me to sit down?"

"Everyone, please sit down." Monk Wukong sighed inwardly, muttering to himself why these big men came to him.

Everyone sat down, and secretly set up an enchantment around them, so that no one could spy and eavesdrop.

"Isn't it just a coincidence that you are passing by?"

Behind Monk Wukong, there is a Buddha's light appearing, as if he is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao.

Zhuge Haokong was the first to speak and said, "This trip is just to find Master."

"Oh? What is Mr. San doing with the poor monk?"

Monk Wukong asked directly, a little curious.

For some reason, Monk Wukong always felt that this was not the first time he had seen Zhuge Haokong, Chu Xiaoyao and others, and even had a very familiar feeling.

However, Monk Wukong is convinced that he has never seen Zhuge Haokong and others in his life, which is very strange.

"The world of mortals has spent many years, when will they wake up?"

Zhuge Haokong suddenly pointed at Monk Wukong's brow, and a white light poured into Monk Wukong's body.

Monk Wukong wanted to defend subconsciously, but he couldn't stop the white light of Daoyun pointed by Zhuge Haokong's bullet, so he couldn't help being surprised.Then, Monk Wukong stood up, and his spiritual thoughts swept over his body back and forth, making sure that there was no problem: "What did Mister San do to the poor monk just now?"

"It's nothing, I gave the master a small gift."

The corner of Zhuge Haokong's mouth raised slightly.

"Gift? What is it?" Monk Wukong looked at Zhuge Haokong with puzzled eyes: "Excuse me for being stupid, Mr. San, can you speak frankly?"

Zhuge Haokong smiled deeply: "I hope you will be able to fully realize the Dao as soon as possible."

Gu Hengsheng and Nangong Emperor vaguely caught a breath of the white light just now, which should be related to the Taoism of the Fusheng Tomb.

Chu Xiaoyao didn't pay attention to these things, he kept thinking about the appearance of the monk in the past, and murmured in his heart: "I used to dare to talk to Mr. San like this, but now I am really bold."

"No, Mr. San, can you speak clearly?"

Monk Wukong was inexplicably apprehensive and asked.

Zhuge Hao smiled without saying a word, turned his head to look at Gu Hengsheng and the others: "Let's go!"

I came here today just to take a look at Monk Wukong.Now that I see you, you can leave.

The next moment, Zhuge Haokong and others disappeared from this place, leaving the bewildered monk Wukong.After a long time, Monk Wukong took a sip: "It's inexplicable."

On the way to Zhongzhou, Chu Xiaoyao asked many times: "Senior brother, was that monk just now really the eighth brother? Why do you feel that your temper has changed?"

"There are so many things in this life, how do you know which side is his real appearance?"

Zhuge Haokong calculated for thousands of years, but he never thought that the eighth junior brother would get a great opportunity after the emperor's war and live out the next life.Perhaps it was because everyone was a little negligent towards the eighth junior brother on weekdays.

"In other words, this monk is really the Eighth Junior Brother, my God!"

Chu Xiaoyao just inquired about Monk Wukong's cultivation level, which can be described as unfathomable.

"Eighth senior brother is not simple now, he can't be without appearance, and his strength should not be underestimated."

At the beginning, Gu Hengsheng wasn't sure that Monk Wukong was the Eighth Senior Brother. After talking with Monk Wukong for a long time in the battle of Endless Sea, he finally got an answer.

In fact, Emperor Nangong had never paid attention to Mr. Ba. Seeing him now, his strength would definitely not be weaker than Chu Xiaoyao, and he thought to himself, "The Floating Life Tomb is full of evildoers, which is rare in the world."

When Monk Wukong wakes up completely and remembers his identity, his strength will reach an unimaginable height.

Now, Zhuge Haokong and others tore through the barriers of the void, went straight to Zhongzhou, and set foot on the emperor's road.

With their appearance, many old guys in Dilu opened their eyes at the same time, their breathing was disordered.

"Dilu is really not peaceful!"

At this time, a faint glow appeared above the sky of Dilu.

(End of this chapter)