Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 449 The lion opens his mouth and the heartache of Buddhism

Prime Minister Turtle looked Sun Wukong up and down and said, "Master Patriarch, now that we have the spiritual treasure, why not give our old neighbor another suit?"

At this time, Sun Wukong was still wearing a square-inch Taoist robe, which was already somewhat tattered and not worthy of the shining golden Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

"You old turtle, you are very generous in giving away things, but you are right, this old shabby robe is indeed not worthy of our good neighbor, go and get my treasured spiritual treasure."

"Yes."

Prime Minister Turtle left in a hurry and came back after a while.

He waved his hand, and several shiny robes suddenly appeared in mid-air.

"This is the chain-locked golden armor, this is the purple gold crown with phoenix wings, this is the gold-embedded centering cap, and these are the lotus-root silk walking shoes. Let Sun Xiaoyou try them on."

"This"

Sun Wukong looked at several robes and couldn't help but be surprised. The spiritual aura emitted by each robe was no less than that of the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. It was obviously a set of treasures.

Such treasures were given to him one after another, even Sun Wukong was afraid to accept them.

Ao Qing shook his head and smiled, approached Sun Wukong, and whispered a few words in his ear. Sun Wukong's eyes suddenly widened, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his expression immediately became restrained. The doubts and uneasiness just now disappeared like a tide.

"Thank you Dragon King for the treasure."

The doubts in Sun Wukong's heart disappeared, and he handed over his hands and thanked him.

"Put it on and try it on."

Sun Wukong put on a robe and suddenly transformed from a wild monkey into a mighty warrior. He was like the God of War walking out of the sky. He showed domineering power with every move he made. His pair of golden eyes could see through eternity, shatter illusions, and see through to the essence!
But this is only the second step. With the golden hoop and all the robes in his hands, Sun Wukong can faintly notice that there is a huge power hidden in the golden hoop and every robe. the power of.

But when he wanted to find out, it was like a fog and he couldn't sense it.

"Teacher, is your strength!"

Sun Wukong murmured with memories in his eyes.

After taking the treasures and weapons, Ao Qing treated Sun Wukong well.

After drinking and eating, Sun Wukong returned to Huaguo Mountain.

But when the demon kings saw Sun Wukong, they almost couldn't believe their eyes.

Is this still my eighth brother who usually wears Taoist robes? He has suddenly transformed and is even more majestic than Brother Niu.

"Brothers, what do you think of what I'm wearing?"

Sun Wukong is in high spirits.

"Okay, okay, very good,"

All the demon kings applauded hurriedly, because without him, wearing this outfit, it was as if he was born of Sun Wukong.

After taking the spiritual treasure and wearing it, Sun Wukong not only did not stop practicing, but worked harder and harder than before.

He knows very well that whether it is weapons or armor, they are all external forces.

And always relying on external forces, there will always be a day when the ship capsizes in the gutter. Only one's own strength is the real strength.

Time flies, and another three to five years have passed.

On this day, the thirty-third day, in the Paradise of Paradise, two streams of light flew to the netherworld, which were exactly the ones that guided my corpse.

In the nether world, two figures flashed past and appeared in front of the ghost gate.

The Gate of Hell is the first barrier to the underworld.

"who!"

Soon, the Yin Commander of the Underworld, with an ox-headed horse face, led his soldiers and horses to rush out, surrounded Zhunti, and led them.

Zhunti, followed by a soft drink, releasing an extremely powerful aura.

"Where is Emperor Fengdu?" Niu Tou and Ma Mian shuddered in fright. Knowing that they had met someone with incredible supernatural powers, they quickly said, "I'll report it right away."

After a while, Taoist Mosquito came melodiously from a distance. When he saw Zhunti, after receiving him, he chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "Little Mosquito, I pay homage to the two saints. I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. I don't know these two saints." What's the point of driving me to the Netherworld?"

Zhunti forced a smile on his face, "After becoming a god, Taoist ancestors promised that I would prosper in the West. Today, my two brothers and sisters are here to find help from the underworld."

"Oh? What the two saints can't do, how can I in the underworld do it? No, no, the two saints should find something else."

The mosquito Taoist simply waved his hand, refusing to let Zhun mention it at all, and led him to step into the gate of hell.

At this time, Jieying, who had always been calm and calm, spoke, "The general trend of heaven is the great prosperity of the West. This cannot be stopped at any cost. Fellow Taoist Fengdu, please make a price."

In order to allow the catastrophe to evolve and proceed smoothly, Jie Yin has been prepared for heavy bleeding.

It doesn't matter if he bleeds a little. As long as Buddhism and the West can prosper, there's nothing wrong with cutting off a few kilograms of his flesh.

The corners of Taoist Mosquito's lips curled up, "It's better to lead the saint to a happy life. If you want the underworld to help the West, then bring out twenty acquired spiritual treasures and a hundred bodhi tree leaves."

In this era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is increasingly disintegrating, acquired spiritual treasures are also extremely precious.

As for the leaves of the Bodhi tree, they have the wonderful effect of helping people to realize the Tao, and they are extremely precious. The mosquito Taoist is obviously talking about the lion's mouth.

I thought that Jie Yin would bargain for a while, but unexpectedly, Jie Yin agreed directly and neatly, "Okay, I, the West, will give it to you, but the premise is that the underworld will help me, the West, complete the plan."

"Delivery half first and give the rest after completion."

Taoist Mosquito almost laughed. He was a three-year-old child, so he couldn't even think about it.

Jie Yin looked at Zhunti.

Zhunti's face darkened, "Senior brother."

"Take it out."

Zhunti had no choice but to take out half of the resources and give them to Taoist Mosquito first.

After confirming that the things were true, Taoist Mosquito showed a warm smile on his face, "Buddhism will act whenever it wants, and I, the underworld, will definitely cooperate with it."

"That would be troublesome."

After thanking him, he took Zhunti directly and left the Netherworld.

"Senior brother, there are so many spiritual treasures, here..."

Zhunti was crying and looking depressed.

Western things were hard-won, but now they have to be given to the Netherworld, which really makes Zhunti feel unbalanced.

"Don't worry, when Buddhism flourishes, I will get back everything I have lost sooner or later."

The lead voice is very firm.

In the Netherworld, Hou Tu was wearing a long white dress. He walked up to Taoist Mosquito at some point and said, "In the Netherworld, you can choose not to help the West. No one dares to say anything."

The voice is soft and pleasant, but it is domineering, and it makes people feel refreshed.

The mosquito Taoist said with a smile, "Empress Houtu, the result is the same after all. If you can take advantage of the situation and get some resources from the West, why not do it?"

Hou Tu nodded, "That's true."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"What else is there to arrange? I can just order the people from the underworld to help put on a show."

"acting."

Hou Tu's face showed confusion.

But the smile on Mr. Mosquito's face was a little brighter, "Yes, it's just acting, putting on a good show for the West!"

(End of this chapter)