Lord Sword Immortal will not be defeated

Chapter 122 Tang Seng (6) Wukong stop, let me be the teacher!

"sit."

Wang Li stretched out his hand.

The monkey on the opposite side held up the stick and was stunned.

Wang Li straightened his robes, sat upright, and said: "You have lost your best chance, you might as well sit down and talk to me slowly."

The monkey slowly put down the stick, frowned, and sat awkwardly in front of Wang Li.

"What do you want?" Wang Li asked.

The monkey looked puzzled.

Wang Li blinked, and the hidden sword light in his pupils was revealed immediately, and the sharp breath stabbed the monkey's eyes in an instant, and his complexion changed slightly.

A fake is a fake, no matter how fake it is, it will not become real after all.

Wang Li: "I always like to speak frankly, and now I am not the original me, so if you tell me what you want, maybe I will agree. But if you don't tell me, no one will know what you want What, what do you want to do, do it by one person, it is better to go with everyone.”

The monkey stared at Wang Li's eyes, and although he shut his mouth tightly, his lips moved slightly.

It seems to stop talking.

"You guessed it right, my eyes can indeed see a lot, I can see that you are not Wukong."

The monkey gritted his teeth, but his mood change at this time was not the discouragement after he failed to pretend, but the calmness and even relaxation after being noticed.

"...but my eyes can't understand many things, such as your purpose."

The monkey's shoulders were slightly relaxed, its jaw was slightly retracted, its eyelids were drooping, and its tone was low: "I don't have any purpose."

Wang Li glanced at him, then nodded.

"I believe."

The monkey immediately looked up with a shocked and puzzled expression.

Wang Li didn't respond in a hurry, but raised his head slightly, lost in memory.

After a long time, he said: "I have encountered many monsters along the way. They either tricked me with tricks, or swept me away with their demonic wind. The purpose of these monsters is also very simple, most of them want to eat Me, the rest... want to sleep with me."

Monkey suddenly laughed.

There was also a clear wave on Wang Li's face, "Those who want to sleep with me, I can figure it out. But those who want to eat me, I still have trouble understanding their thoughts and perceptions. Do you know why?"

The monkey said without hesitation, "If you eat a piece of Tang Monk's meat, you will live forever. This is something that many monster races know."

"Well, I've heard this sentence too, but the question is, who has eaten it? If someone has eaten it, then I can't possibly not know about it, and if no one has eaten it, then why are there such rumors? "

"This..." The monkey couldn't answer, or even if he knew why, he couldn't say it.

"This question has troubled me for a long time, so I really want to know whether this legend is true." Wang Li said calmly, after a pause, he suddenly said, "Maybe, you can try it for me?"

"Huh?" Monkey was stunned.

Wang Li summoned the flying sword and slashed at his left arm.

when!
Gold and Ge mingled, and sparks burst out.

But the monkey blocked the flying sword even if it stretched out its stick.

"Are you crazy?" the monkey jumped up and yelled in disbelief.

But Wang Li asked him, "Why stop me?"

The monkey stared in shock, pointed to his left arm and shouted, "What are you going to do? Do you want to cut off an arm for me to taste?"

"Why not?"

"Why not?!" The monkey bared its fangs, "I don't eat people!"

"Aren't you a monster?"

"I... who told you that all monsters want to eat people?"

"Monsters don't necessarily eat people, but all monsters can eat people." Wang Li said seriously, "You can really try. I'm not trying you on purpose, let alone setting a trap for you, but I really want to Know if your own flesh can live forever."

The monkey was speechless, his lips moved, and he shook his head after a while and said, "You're crazy, you're really crazy."

Wang Li is not crazy, the quiet realm does not allow it.He really wanted to know whether Tang Monk meat really had the so-called immortality effect.

Left and right are just one hand.

Anyway... it's not his own.

"You really don't want to try it?"

"No!" the monkey was firm.

Wang Li regretted: "Well, actually, I think this rumor is false, or half true."

The monkey sat back on the ground with a distressed expression: "I don't want to discuss this with you."

"I'm not discussing with you, but telling you. I think that if you really want to gain immortality by eating me, that piece of meat is definitely not enough, maybe one hand is not enough, they should put me whole Swallow it, not only my flesh and blood, but also my soul, so maybe it will be effective."

The monkey's expression at this time was indescribable.

Similarly, the expressions of those who were secretly spying on Wang Li or looking at Wang Li directly and openly were mostly indescribable.

But Wang Li didn't care what they thought.

"If you don't want to eat, I won't force you. I'll just find someone to try again in the future. Now, tell me about you, what do you want?"

Monkey was a little depressed, and smiled bitterly, "At first I thought this was my chance to survive, but I didn't expect you to see through. In fact, it doesn't matter even if you are seen through. If you can see it, others can see it too, but as long as no one tells you , it’s like not being seen through.”

"To hide one's ears and steal one's ears, or gather a crowd to act?"

"That's right, isn't this the way it is in this world? The clearer you see, the more confused you become. Everyone is confused, but instead becomes sober."

"Then why don't you act?"

"It's you, your eyes, and your threat that made me suddenly think through a lot of things. I was blinded by my desire to survive before, but now that I think about it, I actually had no way out from the beginning."

As he spoke, he took off his disguise, and Wukong's appearance gradually changed, turning into a monkey with light brown hair, dark cheeks, six ears, and white hair around the ears.

The six-eared macaque is good at listening to sounds, able to observe and understand, and knows everything before and after.

"You are the same as Goku."

Liu Er: "It's the same, but it's also different. His fate is much better than mine."

Wang Li shook his head: "That's not necessarily true."

Six Ears moved his ears, "What does the Holy Monk mean?"

"What does the poor monk mean? You know it in your heart, so you don't need to test it. If you didn't know it in the past, let it go. If you still don't understand it now, you will be like an insect in the world."

"The holy monk should know how many people are listening to us now."

"It's okay, I can't stop them if they want to hear it. I won't say anything I don't want them to hear."

Liu Er was surprised: "The holy monk is free and easy, but is it too frivolous?"

"Simple thinking is light, absurdity is false. I have thought a lot, and I have no sense of absurdity. How can I speak lightly?"

Wang Li was sober and calm from beginning to end, which made the six-eared macaque unbelievable, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling admiration.

At this time, Wukong came back.

On the cloud, he saw Wang Li and Liu Er sitting and talking to each other. After landing, he was a little puzzled, and his eyes glanced at the magic weapon that was exactly the same as the golden cudgel on the ground several times.

"Wukong, have you found out clearly?"

"Master, I understand clearly." Wukong said something, explaining the fierceness of the Flame Mountain, and the words were very similar to what the six-eared macaque said before. From this, it can be seen that the six-eared monkey must have a deep understanding of Wukong.

Wukong squatted beside Wang Li and said, "Master, the Flame Mountain stretches for eight hundred miles. If you want to cross the mountain, you must first extinguish the fire. The best way to extinguish the flames is to borrow a plantain fan from Princess Iron Fan. My disciple just now I wanted to find it by myself, but I thought of Master’s previous instructions, and I also remembered that we had a fight with Red Boy before. Compared with Princess Iron Fan, I will not borrow it easily, so I came back to discuss with Master to see if you have any other ideas. .”

It is not difficult to see from his words that at this time, Wukong has more trust in Wang Li, and even thinks more on his own when problems arise, and is more able to restrain his temper.

Think twice, this is excellent progress for Goku.

Wang Li praised him first, and then said: "Wukong, in fact, if you want to cross the Flame Mountain, you don't have to put out the fire."

Wukong's eyes brightened: "Master, do you really have other ideas?"

Wang Li chuckled and said two words.

"Detour."

"Oh?" Wukong was puzzled and disappointed, "Master, the Huoyan Mountain is [-] miles wide, and if we take a detour, I don't know how long it will take."

"Being a teacher is not in a hurry."

"Hey, master, don't tempt my old grandson. You always say that you should get the scriptures as soon as possible, return to the Tang Dynasty, save the world, eliminate karma and obstacles. How can you not be in a hurry now? But after the master practiced, His temperament is more calm and unobtrusive than before, if it were before, Master might cry again."

Wukong's teasing is not just casual talk.

Tang Seng's will to learn scriptures is of course extremely firm and unshakable, but at the same time he cried a lot because of various obstacles and tribulations on the westward journey.

However, that was Chen Xuanzang, not Wang Li.

He said without changing his face: "Wukong, in the face of difficulties, we must look at the essence through the phenomenon. The truth is certainly important on the way to the west, but for us and the people of Tang Dynasty, what is more important is to get back the truth." through."

Wukong was puzzled when he heard the words.

"Master, what is the difference between the two?"

Wang Li didn't answer, but looked at Liu Er: "What do you think?"

At this time, Wukong also cast his eyes on this fellow with six ears, and the curiosity in his eyes almost overflowed.

Liuer didn't expect that Wang Li would click on himself to answer, but he quickly thought about it and said: "As the holy monk said, the scriptures are the goal of the westward journey, but on the way to the westward journey, you can't easily risk yourself in order to quickly achieve the goal. , or if you are in a hurry, you should arrive at Daleiyin Temple in a safe manner, so that you can obtain the scriptures with greater confidence, and return to the Tang Dynasty, so that you can use the scriptures to save all living beings."

In this way, Wukong immediately understood, so he became more interested in Liuer.

Wang Li said at this time: "The goal is very important, but we cannot ignore the process, let alone ourselves, because the goal will not be achieved by itself, it needs us."

Wukong nodded again and again: "Not bad, not bad, what Master said is very reasonable!"

On the side, Liu Er's eyes flickered.

Wang Li also turned to look at him at the right time: "Do you understand?"

"Liu Er understands, thank you Saint Monk for teaching." After a pause, he smiled wryly again: "It's just that I understand now, but it's still too late."

"not late."

With that said, Wang Li stood up.

"Wukong, we can obviously go around today's road, but as a teacher, we don't want to go around. We don't want to hit the south wall and don't look back, but we want to tell the monsters on the westbound road in the future. If you want to stop me, please invite them Get ready first."

Wukong's eyes were shining, and he felt that his master had suddenly changed again.

Liu Er looked at Wang Li and felt that he was not reminding the monsters in disaster, but a certain Bodhisattva.

Turning around, Wang Li looked at Liu Er: "The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty and took four apprentices. Today, he wants to take another one. Would you like to be a teacher?"

Liu Er was taken aback for a moment, then quickly knelt down and bowed down: "Liu Er pays homage to the teacher..."

Before the words were finished, the Buddha's light suddenly appeared in the sky, and Guanyin descended instantly.

"Xuanzang wait a minute!"

Liu Er's body trembled, lying on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

Wukong wanted to meet the Bodhisattva, but seeing that Wang Li didn't move, he immediately put down his hands.

The deathly silence lasted for quite a while, and Guanyin still couldn't wait for Wang Li's visit.

The two sides seemed to be facing each other suddenly.

It wasn't until the return of Bajie and others that the almost embarrassing atmosphere was broken.

Bajie: "Master, old pig, I have eaten a lot of vegetarian food, don't worry, I have paid for it!"

Xiao Bailong: "Master, this disciple found a spring, and brought it here for now, and returned it after passing through this scorching land."

Sand Monk: "Master, there are many people nearby. They say that there is an iron fan princess who will fan the wind and rain for them every year to ensure the harvest."

The three of them came back at the same time and reported their harvest respectively. Afterwards, they didn't find any abnormality in the situation, so they worshiped Guanyin in unison.

In this way, even if it gave Guanyin a step up, she didn't hold back.

"Xuanzang, you already have four disciples, so there is no need to accept any more."

Wang Li shook his head lightly: "Six ears are predestined to be poor monks."

As soon as this remark came out, I don't know if Guanyin suddenly thought of something, his eyes could not help but flicker slightly, then he raised his hand to calculate, and said in a very regretful tone: "Xuanzang, the poor monk has done the calculation, you and Six ears do not have the fate of master and apprentice."

This is another step Guanyin paved for Wang Li. If he promised not to accept Liu Er as his disciple, then this matter would be over.

But why should I go down after you laid the steps?
Therefore, Wang Li also raised his hand, squeezed it carelessly, and said: "Bodhisattva, the poor monk has figured it out, Liu Er indeed has a relationship with the poor monk as a teacher and apprentice."

At this point, Bajie and others finally understood that the master was confronting the Bodhisattva.

Avalokitesvara has a calm demeanor, and his emotions are invisible.

Wang Li turned around and faced Liu Er: "Appreciate the teacher!"

Hearing this, Liu Er didn't dare to delay, and after kowtowing three times, he said loudly: "Disciple Liu Er, pay homage to Master!"

At this time, Guanyin didn't stop it again, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

If she stops her at this time, it will inevitably be suspected of bullying and bullying, and she will lose face as a Buddhist master.Although sometimes the most important thing for Buddhists is skin, but it also depends on who is right.

Wang Li stepped forward and raised Liu Er, "From now on, you will be the fifth disciple of the poor monk, and meet your four senior brothers soon."

The six ears greeted each other one by one, and the four responded in turn.

The happiest person at this time is none other than Drifting Monk, who finally has a junior.

But at the same time, their emotions are very restrained.

Guanyin is still there.

Wang Li faced the sky: "What advice does the Bodhisattva have?"

Avalokitesvara smiled and threw two hoops in front of Wang Li while waving his hands, "Since you accept disciples, you can ask them to wear headbands. From then on, they must abide by the Buddhist rules and regulations, which cannot be surpassed."

But Wang Li waved the two hoops back.

"Bodhisattva, the headband is only a physical confinement. It is in the body but not in the mind. Buddhist precepts, if you follow it from the heart, you don't need to monitor it. The poor monk has the confidence to let them abide by it from the heart. Wujing removed the hoop on the top to show tolerance and kindness."

It was said that Bajie and Drifting were fine, they just touched their headbands, and there was no further reaction.

Wukong was different, he became very excited in an instant.From being a teacher to the present, after dozens of catastrophes, he has changed his view of Tang Seng long ago, and he has no rebellious heart, but the existence of the magic spell is still like a thorn in his heart, and it also lies between the master and the disciple.

At this time, Wang Li asked the Bodhisattva to take off the tight band, Wukong felt relieved and looked forward to it.

And Xiaobailong and Liuer are also very grateful. On the one hand, it comes from trust, and on the other hand, they don't need to be physically restrained.

The most unhappy one was of course Guanyin, but she couldn't show it after all.

Wang Li also didn't care what she was thinking at this time, and being able to take out the two hoops in time at least showed that Guanyin had already prepared in advance to wear one for the little white dragon who no longer turned into a horse, and the other one that belonged to the six ears It should not have been prepared in advance, because Wang Li's decision was also very sudden to Guanyin.

So, either Guanyin himself refined or collected a lot of headbands, otherwise, who should the extra headbands be for?

He is not Guanyin, so he can't guess what this kind of creature who has lived for so many years is thinking, but presumably since he came, the changes in the situation are about to make Guanyin, the host, a little unhappy.

Wang Li was very pleased.

That in itself was one of his purposes.

Avalokitesvara looked at several people, put away the hoops with a smile unchanged, "Xuanzang is merciful, but the hoops on Wukong, Wuneng and Wujing's heads were not made by poor monks, but came from a great power in ancient times. , has been put on, even the poor monk can't untie it. But you don't have to worry, after you succeed in learning the scriptures, the three headbands will be broken by merit and can be untied immediately."

"Need the power of merit?"

"That's right...Xuanzang, what are you going to do?"

Wang Li put one hand on Wukong's head, and the palm of his hand turned golden, saying: "The poor monk has some merits, and the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha also gave some of them."

How could a benevolent person of ten lifetimes have no merit?

It's just that Wang Li didn't know how to use merits, so he didn't take them to heart all the time, but it's still possible to simply move them around.

With the injection of merit, Wukong suddenly felt the tight band on his head loosen, so he couldn't help shouting: "Master! It's moving, it's moving, it's really moving!"

Guanyin also had to say bluntly at this time: "Xuanzang, your heart is still uncertain, do you really want to remove the tight band?"

Wang Li didn't change his face: "Wukong has a Buddha in his heart, so he will naturally release the bondage."

"If he offends you again, you won't be able to control it."

"If he offends again, it will be the poor monk's own fault. He mistrusts others, and he will suffer disaster and robbery."

Wang Li and Avalokitesvara questioned and answered, and Wukong's eyes turned quickly with the two of them. At this moment, the respect that should belong to Avalokitesvara in his eyes was quietly transferred to Wang Li.

Ding!
With a crisp sound, Wukong's body shook slightly.

Wang Li squeezed the tight band and slowly took it off.

Wukong's eyes were red, he stared at Huo'er, his voice trembled slightly: "Master!"

Wang Li smiled and rubbed the monkey head, "It's really taken off, you can rest assured."

thump!
Wukong knelt down, bowed his head three times, and then suddenly shot up into the sky, and the sound of laughter resounded through the sky.

Wang Li took off the headbands for Bajie and Drifting Monk again, then put the three headbands into his bosom, and said, "What else can the Bodhisattva order?"

Guanyin looked at him blankly.

Wang Li didn't give an inch, and didn't squint.

The few disciples did not dare to say anything, they held their breath and concentrated.

After a while, Avalokitesvara said: "The Flame Mountain is difficult, and Princess Iron Fan's plantain fan is hard to borrow. You must have the Wind-fixing Orb to get the plantain fan. The Wind-fixing Orb is in the hands of Bodhisattva Lingji. Xuanzang can order his disciples to go to Bodhisattva Lingji first."

"Thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva for your guidance."

"Xuanzang, the road to the west is far away, and there are many sufferings. I hope that I will be cautious in my words and deeds, and arrive at the Great Leiyin Temple in the West Heaven as soon as possible to obtain the scriptures."

"The poor monk should do his best."

Avalokitesvara turned to leave, and Wang Li sent her eyes off.

After a while, Bajie said worriedly: "Master, why did you quarrel with Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"Are you arguing?" Wang Li asked back.

"Uh...there was no real quarrel, but..."

"No, it's not. Where did it come from?" Wang Li looked at the sky, and Wukong returned immediately.

After landing, he tightly grasped Wang Li's arm, "Master! Disciple, thank you, Master!" As he said this, he was about to bow down again, but Wang Li hurriedly stopped him.

"Okay, Wukong, just don't hit me with your stick from now on."

Goku scratched his head in embarrassment.

Wang Li turned to look at the crowd, and said, "It's time to leave."

At this time, Xiao Bailong took the initiative to ask Ying: "Master, shall I go to Lingji Bodhisattva to borrow the wind bead?"

"What do you want Fengzhu to do?"

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva just said..."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva said that we can't get the banana fan, but the problem is, I don't believe I can't get the banana fan." Wang Li turned his head, "Wukong, do you know where Princess Iron Fan is?"

"Know!"

"go!"

A group of people rode the clouds and turned to Cuiyun Mountain.This is not a westbound journey, so naturally one step at a time is not important.

Not long after, they were able to see the Basho Cave in the mountain.

Before landing, Wang Li spoke again.

"Wukong will go first, we will wait outside."

"Huh?" Wukong was taken aback.

Wang Li urged: "After you go in, talk kindly to her, don't be overbearing. No matter what he says, you just complain about borrowing a fan, and if it really starts to fight, don't fight lightly."

"Master, aren't you letting my old grandson get beaten?"

"Hey, Wukong, you have become smarter."

"Master, you have become bad!"

After babbling a few words, Wukong still jumped off the cloud head and headed for the plantain cave.

At this time, Wang Li said again: "Wu Kong will definitely be beaten out later, and then you will fight together to cover the Banana Cave, and I will go talk to her alone."

"Master..."

As soon as the few people spoke, Wang Li immediately raised his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, just do things."

After a while, a gust of wind broke out in the Basho Cave, and the monkey was blown away with a long sound.

Wang Li went down with his sword, and after he entered the cave, several disciples shot at the same time and trapped the Bajiao cave firmly.

The Basho Cave is not dark, but like an independent world.

The two groves of bamboo are as cool as rain, and the whole path is full of flowers without embroidered velvet.

From time to time, I see white clouds coming to Yuanxiu, slightly indeterminate and drifting with the wind.

In front of the stretching and wide palace, stood a woman wearing a Najinyun robe and holding a sword, with a delicate and fierce face.

When she saw a young monk suddenly flashing out of the sword light, she was taken aback for a moment, but then she realized that the Basho Cave was sealed off, and she suddenly became furious again.

"Well, Tang Seng, you sent a monkey to test it first, but it didn't work, but it came directly to my house, it's really deceiving!"

After all, she came with a sword in her hand, with a cold light flashing, and she was about to stab Wang Li's chest.

However, Wang Li suddenly remained motionless as if stunned, and didn't even have time to change his eyes.

When Princess Iron Fan saw it, she immediately felt bad.

She was also angry, and couldn't control herself for a while, she forgot that although Wang Li had a cultivation base, he had never become a fairy, so how could he face her, a Rakshasa who had practiced for many years.

So, when the tip of the sword was about to touch the monk's robe, Princess Iron Fan had no choice but to stop by herself.

Looking at Wang Li again, he still had no expression at all.

She frowned: "Little monk, are you frightened?"

Wang Li shook his head: "Not frightened."

"Hmph, you almost died, how dare you speak hard?"

"Ma'am, the poor monk is also ready to die."

"Oh?" Princess Iron Fan raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Wang Li: You really dare not kill me.

"That's not the case. It's just that today is bound to be a bad day, so I think more about it."

Princess Iron Fan pointed her sword at Wang Li's throat: "You don't want to get the plantain fan from me today. If you want to cross the Flame Mountain, I advise you to take a detour!"

"Ma'am, have you really thought about it?"

"Of course!"

Wang Li paused, and said bluntly: "Wukong, you have already beaten, and it can be regarded as a catastrophe, why don't you stop."

As soon as the words came out, Princess Iron Fan frowned slightly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Okay, just pretend you don't know, but have you thought about the consequences?"

"Hmph, what are the consequences?"

Wang Li turned his head to look around, and then asked, "Where's the Bull Demon King?"

Immediately, Princess Iron Fan's expression turned ugly.

"Don't mention that stupid cow to me!"

"Isn't he your husband?"

"Bah! He is not worthy! He doesn't care about his son, and he doesn't want his family anymore! From now on, I will sever ties with him!"

Wang Li frowned: "What did he do?"

Princess Iron Fan put away her sword and said angrily, "I have nothing to do with what he does, you can ask him yourself!"

"Okay!" Wang Li responded immediately, "Where is he?"

Immediately, Princess Iron Fan froze.

Wang Li looked at her firmly, Princess Iron Fan's heart moved, and she said, "Are you really going to find him?"

"Of course I want to go. I see that Madam's family is not harmonious, so I am in a bad mood, so I don't want to borrow the fan. So, the poor monk should use this to solve Madam's worries and problems. How about another chance to borrow the banana fan?"

Princess Iron Fan opened her mouth, her impulsive temperament made her want to refuse, but Wang Li's eyes somehow made her feel hopeful.

"Hmph, that old cow has lost his mind now, there is no way he will come back!"

"The heart is like a wild horse, easy to let go but hard to take back. The Bull Demon King indulges his temperament and rebels against his family. The poor monk can't see it."

"Okay, he's in Moyun Cave, Jilei Mountain. There's a wild fox with a fortune of millions and a lot of power. Monk, if you go there, you'll either be killed by her monsters or seduced by that coquettish fox. Hmph, this It’s fine, I’ll let you compete with that stupid cow to be jealous, don’t be an eyesore in front of me!”

She spoke viciously, but there was no lack of concern and sorrow in her words.

Wang Li said solemnly: "Madam, don't worry, if the Bull Demon King doesn't come back and confess his mistake on his knees, the poor monk's surname will be written upside down from now on!"

Leaving such a harsh word behind, Wang Li Yujian left the Basho Cave.

Back at Yunding, several disciples asked in one go, "Master, have you borrowed it yet?"

"No, but there is hope." He looked at Wukong who had just flown back for a while, "Jilei Mountain Moyun Cave, lead the way!"

Wukong scratched his head: "Master, my old grandson doesn't know this Jilei Mountain either."

Liu Er hurriedly said: "Master, I can lead the way."

"Oh?"

I saw six ears open six ears suddenly, the white fur on the skin swayed gently in the wind, as if listening.

After a while, he pointed to one side: "Master, over there!"

Wang Li praised: "Six ears are supernatural, let's go!"

The group set off again.

At the entrance of the Banana Cave, Princess Iron Fan gazed at it with frowned eyes and sighed faintly.

The road to Jilei Mountain is far away, and on the way, the group of people passed by Huoyan Mountain, and half of the sky was covered with flames.

"Wukong, do you know that this is your fault." Wang Li pointed down and said.

When Wukong heard this, he was stunned and said: "Master, my old grandson has never been here before, so you can't wrong a good man."

Wang Li shook his head: "500 years ago, you were thrown into the Eight Diagrams Stove after you were thrown into the Eight Diagrams Stove after you were crushed in the Heavenly Palace. Flame Mountain."

As soon as these words came out, Wukong immediately fell silent, and just quietly looked at the stretching flame mountain.

Bajie: "Okay, it turned out that Brother Hou did it. You said you just came out of the stove, why did you insist on overturning it?"

Wukong said angrily: "If you are put in the gossip furnace for so many days, and you are always smoky, you will be more tossed than me when you come out."

Wang Li also thought of the alchemy furnace he got in later generations.

The copper of Shoushan came from Shouyang Mountain, and Shouyang Mountain was the Taoist place of the Taiqing Patriarch in the past. It is the Laojun who can use so many Shoushan copper to cast tripods.

The alchemy furnace was intact in appearance, but the inside had exploded, so it must be the one that was overturned by Wukong.

Fate is amazing.

Soon after, Jilei Mountain arrived.

Different from Cuiyun Mountain, banners and banners are flying everywhere among the mountains here, and as far as the eye can see, there are many goblins and mountain monsters gathering together.

"Master, although my elder brother has been recruited, he seems to be very imposing." Wukong smiled, and said contemptuously: "It's a pity that he abandoned his family and career. I don't know that the fox is really talented. Or is the family wealth moving? I think my sister-in-law is right, why don't she just divorce this shameful old cow."

Bajie also said: "I think it's probably because he was fascinated by that vixen."

Xiao Bailong: "Maybe that fox is really rich?"

Drifting clasped his hands together: "Money is nothing more than possessions, and beauty is nothing more than a pink skull."

Liu Er smiled and said: "Fame and fortune are two words in life, and the Bull Demon King is not short of fame, probably because of beauty and money, which are all benefits."

After the discussion, Wukong asked: "Master, shall we go to him together, or should I go first?"

Wang Li didn't respond in a hurry, but opened his sword pupils and looked around.

After a few breaths, his face turned black.

After the vision was shared, Wang Li said, "Have you seen those hills filled with black air? Let's split up and destroy them one by one."

"Hiss...Master, if there is a fight, it will be even more difficult to borrow a plantain fan."

"Don't be afraid, go!"

"Disciple obey!"

Several people had a quick discussion in private, and then rushed to different mountains with their weapons.

In an instant, the sound of killing shook the sky, screams continued, and after a while, blood was already filling the air, and the mist in the mountain was slightly red.

A loud shout suddenly came from the main peak of Jilei Mountain surrounded by dozens of mountains.

"Who dares to make trouble in my Thunder Mountain!!"

Accompanied by a loud roar, a black light burst out suddenly, and the brilliance dissipated, revealing his figure.

Wearing a silver helmet on his head and a pair of gold armor on his body, his eyes are as bright as a mirror, and his eyebrows are as red as Ni.A pair of bull horns are fighting for the sky, and red air is sprayed from two nostrils.

As soon as Fang appeared on his side, he immediately spotted several people.

"Okay, Monkey King, you fought with my son earlier, and after you were defeated, you asked someone to arrest him. Before I got into a fight with you, you brought someone to my door again!"

Wukong responded: "Hey, Brother Niu, I can't blame me for the red boy, but you didn't teach him well. It wasn't Lao Sun's idea to come to see you today. It's really my sister-in-law's kind invitation, and my brother can't retreat!"

When the Bull Demon King heard this, his ferocious complexion froze immediately, and his whole body could not help but weaken.

But soon a white glow flew beside him, turning into a woman in an embroidered skirt, she was really beautiful.

Her complexion was not good, but she hugged the Bull Demon King's thick arm, and said timidly and delicately, "My lord, what's wrong?"

The Bull Demon King was very grateful for this, and immediately lifted his spirits: "Beauties don't need to worry, I'll beat them out right away!"

Turning his head, he said harshly: "Sun Wukong, you protected Tang Monk to go to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, but you killed my son in the dry pine stream of Haoshan Mountain, and today you come to disturb my peace and kill my little demon. Seeing that we have become friends in the past, I will Forgive you, if you don't go, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Wukong replied: "Brother Niu, that red boy is arguing to eat my master. You also know that I protect my master from the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. How can you not confront him? Besides, my sister-in-law asked me to invite you today, not me. I want to come."

When the jade-faced fox heard this, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the bull devil's hand, wishing he could cling to it.

The Bull Demon King scolded the monkey secretly, and then shouted: "Nonsense! Watch!"

He raised the mixed iron rod, and Wukong also quickly set up the golden cudgel.

The two fought with extraordinary momentum, suddenly hitting the sky and suddenly falling to the ground, making people dazzled.

Wang Li looked at it for a few breaths and then gave up. This kind of confrontation with the enemy is beyond the scope of what he can learn from.

So, he looked around in a blink of an eye, found Liu Er, and flew down.

"Master, this place is dangerous." Liu Er dodged to protect him.

Liu Er's strength is the same as Wu Kong's, and with him around, Wang Li can rest assured.

"Liu Er, I want to try it as a teacher, why don't you help me see?"

"This... well, master, be careful, and the disciples must try their best to protect the master."

"Good apprentice!" Patting Liu Er on the shoulder, Wang Li turned his head and showed three heads and six arms.

The three heads not only look at all directions, but also have a three-fold bonus to the primordial spirit, and can more clearly perceive all the details between the heaven and the earth.

Six arms, not only can hold more magic weapons, but can also condense six times the magic power.

This is the true meaning of three heads and six arms. Without Nezha's guidance, Wang Li would only see with his eyes and hold with his arms.

It’s not that the Nezha of the later generations deliberately hid his secrets. He probably didn’t expect that Wang Li would really have three heads and six arms so quickly. Besides, he probably thought that Wang Li could comprehend these things by himself, just like Nezha pointed out in Jindou Mountain. Sometimes I would say with distaste: Why don't you even know this?
But Nezha forgot that no one gave Wang Lihuo jujube to eat, so that he would grow three heads and six arms directly.

Wang Li faced many little monsters holding swords, and there was no fear in his eyes, but full of excitement.

Having said that, it was the first time he was able to kill the enemy with such a big fanfare and with all his strength.

As the saying goes, with a weapon in your chest, you will kill yourself.

Wang Li has practiced swordsmanship so far, but he has never really killed a few people.

Buddha should really hurry up and give me that seat.

Most of these little monsters are limited in strength, and they seem to be different from Wang Li. Those who are in the realm of immortals are stopped by Liu Er, and those with lower realms are not seen by Wang Li.

then.

The sword light shines brightly, the sword energy is strong, and Wang Li shows what he has learned by changing tricks.

If these little monsters don't go all out, they can only die, so each one of them also made a ruthless effort to display it.

Such a battle of life and death is really exciting!

Wang Li was engrossed, but he didn't realize that his monk's clothes were stained with blood, and he didn't know that the blood was splashed on his face.

Concentrating on killing the enemy in front of him, Ling Ran Jianxin was finally released at this moment.

Liu Er followed behind Wang Li closely. He was not surprised by Wang Li's strength, but was awed by Wang Li's actions.

Slaying demons and eliminating demons is a good thing both in the Tao and in the Buddha.

But regardless of Taoism or Buddha, there are only a few who can be as unwavering as the master in killing.

What's more, with the death and injury of the little demons everywhere, the aura of swordsmanship rising from Wang Li's body is really eye-catching.

Being in the Buddhist gate, Liu Er should have been worried, but he looked at Wang Li's back, felt Wang Li's breath, and felt that this was the most correct path Wang Li should have taken.

"It's strange, I've never heard of the Six-winged Cicada using a sword before?" He thought to himself, deeply troubled.

After a while, the mountains were cleared.

Wang Li stopped, the fairy sword in his hand was not stained with blood.

Behind him was a whole field of corpses.

Inside the body, the radiance of the sword heart is extremely blazing, and its brilliance is comparable to that of the sun.

The shape of the sword spirit became clearer, as if it was about to push through the clouds and mist to reveal its true face.

Without fighting or killing, nothing can become a sword!
Killing is not a way of drawing blood or souls, but in a more intense and exciting life-and-death battle, to confirm the sword's intention, sharpen the sword's heart, and cultivate the sword spirit.

After recovering, all the apprentices came here except Wukong, and the way they looked at Wang Li changed more and more.

"Master, why don't we help Elder Brother take down the Bull Demon King?"

Wang Li shook his head, "No need."

He stood up with his sword and appeared in the air.

"Wukong, stop!"

After the words fell, Wu Kong, who was fighting fiercely with the Bull Demon King, retreated and came to Wang Li to protect him.

Seeing that Wang Li was covered in blood, he hurriedly said, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's all the blood of those monsters."

"That's good, master, you go back and watch, my old grandson will soon take down that old cow."

Having said that, Wukong's eyes are still a little tired, obviously he is bragging again.

Wang Li pressed his shoulder: "Wukong, go and rest."

"Master, I..."

"Don't say too much, stand back and let the teacher come!"

When Wukong heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.

But Wang Li suddenly shouted loudly.

"The Bull Demon King!"

"Who?!" At the foot of the mountain, the old cow who was also bragging with the jade-faced fox that he was about to win Monkey King raised his head dissatisfied.

"Come up and answer!"

"Hey! Good Tang Seng, you don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth with a little cultivation, see if I don't teach you a lesson!"

The Bull Demon King flew over.

Wukong wanted to step forward again, but was stopped by Wang Li.

Facing each other, the Bull Demon King stroked the iron rod, and said with a terrifying face: "Tang Seng! Although I don't want to eat Tang Seng's meat, Lao Niu, don't be ignorant!"

Wang Li blinked, and the sword spirit flashed in his pupils, and the four sword shadows guarding the sword spirit also emerged.

thump!
The Bull Demon King simply knelt down.

"Xiaoniu doesn't know what is good or bad, and I hope the holy monk will forgive me!"

In an instant, Wukong was stunned on the spot.

The apprentices on the ground, as well as the jade-faced fox with a delicate appearance and a wicked heart, seemed to be frozen.

The entire Jilei Mountain was instantly quiet.

(End of this chapter)