Journey to the West: God-level Treasure Chest System

Thinking of this, Hou Tu waved his hand, and turned to separate an incarnation to stand in the original place and deliver a bowl of Meng Po soup to the ghost who came to reincarnate.

Then she took a step forward and appeared directly in front of Sun Wukong and said to Sun Wukong: "This is not the place to talk, you come with me"

Houtu said and waved his hand again, a transcendent mana wrapped around Sun Wukong.

Immediately after that, Sun Wukong only felt that things were changing and the stars were moving.

And Sun Wukong's body also seems to be floating lightly, if it is not pulled by the back soil mana, I am afraid that at this moment, it will directly fly out.

But when everything was over and all the changes dissipated, Sun Wukong came to a valley.

The underworld is full of ghosts, dark and deep, and there is a verdant valley in such a place, which makes people feel extremely horrified.

And Hou Tu's understated shifting technique is something Sun Wukong has never seen before, and it is awe-inspiring!

Chapter [-] Higher Desires

Chapter [-]::::Higher Desires

For the first time, Sun Wukong yearned for the realm of saints.

I have long heard that saints can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and they can do anything with a single thought.

In the early years of the Great Desolation, Daluo Jinxian flew hundreds of yuan will not be able to reach the end, but the sage can do whatever he wants. Little Taiyi Jinxian.

As the saying goes, under saints are all ants, even Daluo is just a stronger ant in front of saints.

Sun Wukong tried his best, all he wanted was to jump off the chessboard, but at this moment he seemed to have a bigger goal.

Become a saint!

This is the lifelong dream of countless people in the wild, and even some existences may not be able to cross this threshold from birth to death.

Sun Wukong also wants to become a saint.

As the saying goes, there are nine saints under the Dao of Heaven, and now Hongjun Daozu occupies one of them, and the remaining six are his disciples.

Although Empress Houtu has the fortune and cultivation of a saint, she is not one of the saints.

In other words, if there are still two sages under the Tao today, Sun Wukong still has a chance!

Since he has become one of the protagonists of Journey to the West, he is naturally blessed, and he may not have the opportunity to reach the unattainable sage status.

After all, when he truly becomes a saint, it is when he completely dominates his own destiny.

There is a small lake in the valley, and there is a small wooden house by the lake, and Sun Wukong, regardless of the back soil, walked straight to the small wooden house.

After a long while, Sun Wukong came back to his senses and carefully looked at the valley that Hou Tu brought him to.

At first glance, this valley is very ordinary. The valley is full of green flowers and plants, which can be seen everywhere. Birds and flowers are fragrant, like a fairyland on earth. But under careful observation, these flowers and plants are not some precious spiritual plants, but some mortal species that can be seen everywhere. Therefore, it lacks a bit of fairy spirit.

In the eyes of monks such as Sun Wukong, it is not so surprising.

As for that... the water in the small lake is just the most ordinary lake, it's just clean and thorough.

In the mortal world, such a valley, although it has a unique charm, is nothing to ordinary monks.

Sun Wukong was very puzzled why Houtu suddenly brought him to this valley.

However, in the next second, he suddenly woke up. This place is the underworld. It is dark and lifeless. The mortal vegetation that can still survive in such a world is naturally carefully cared for by the queen of Houtu, and this place is also under the care of Houtu. .

"Come here little monkey."

When Houtu saw that Sun Wukong was standing outside and never came, he urged him.

Sun Wukong pondered in his heart, and when he heard the urging behind him, he walked quickly to the cabin without hesitation.

There was only one table and two stools in the cabin, and there was a cup of steaming tea on the table, but there was nothing else.

Houtu leaned against the window sill of the log cabin, his eyes beckoning Sun Wukong to drink tea.

Sun Wukong hesitated for a moment, then took a sip from the teacup.

Well, it's just the tea leaves used by ordinary immortals to entertain guests, and there is nothing special about it except that it is brewed by Hou Tu himself.

Sun Wukong couldn't understand why Houtu brought him here, and he couldn't help frowning when he was drinking tea.

Seeing the question mark on Sun Wukong's face, Houtu couldn't help laughing.

When they came to the valley, the back soil had recovered to its original surface.

This smile made Sun Wukong stunned for a while: but when he regained his senses, he felt that it was too rude to stare at the saint, so he picked up the tea and pretended to drink tea to ease the embarrassment.

The back soil was not broken, and he explained: "Although I am the lord of the underworld, I don't like the gloomy and dark atmosphere of the underworld, so I moved to a valley from the mortal world and came to sit in the valley in my spare time. "

"But little monkey, you look like you have some big secret."

There was a strange light in the eyes of Sun Wukong, who was staring at Hou Tu.

Sun Wukong stood up by the hair of Hou Tu's stare, and his back was almost wet. He didn't expect Hou Tu's feeling to be so sharp.

But when they first met, it was obvious that he had a big secret.

But whether it is the identity of the traverser or the existence of the system, Sun Wukong is also killed.

Secret.

Sun Wukong had no choice but to keep silent, but at this moment the hut was quiet.

Houtu felt that it was normal for Sun Wukong not to talk about it. Everyone has their own opportunities and their own secrets, so she didn't force it, but another thing really made her very curious.

"Where does the nine-turn Xuan Gong in your body come from?"

Just now Houtu found out that Sun Wukong practiced the nine-turn Xuan Gong, and it was not until this time that he began to ask.

You must know that Jiuzhuan Xuangong is a practice practiced by the great god Pangu. It is a practice method of the Wu family who press the bottom of the box. Except for the twelve ancestors, only Sanqing knows about it.

Jiuzhuan Xuangong is not... Eighty-nine Xuangong is a junk that fills the streets.

That's right, Eight or Nine Mysterious Arts in Houtu are just rubbish things that are not popular.

"This is what my master taught me. It is said that it is a body-refinement exercise that the great god Pangu has cultivated. It is most suitable for a stone monkey with a strong body like me, and I have been practicing it."

Jiuzhuan Xuangong was just opened by Sun Wukong from the treasure chest, but he couldn't tell Houtu directly, so he had to throw the blame on Bodhi ancestors. Anyway, master, what's the big deal of taking the blame for the apprentice .

When Hou Tu heard it, he thought it was Buddhism that paid what price, exchanged Jiuzhuan Xuangong from Sanqing, and passed this Jiuzhuan Xuangong to Sun Wukong.

She didn't doubt that Sun Wukong lied to her, but secretly sighed in his heart that Buddhism was really willing to pay for the big plan of the Journey to the West.

Hou Tu asked again: "How is the flood and famine now?"

Although Sun Wukong didn't know the reason for such a well-known thing, he thought for a moment and replied.

"Today's prehistoric world has changed its name and is called the Three Realms. The heavenly realm is the heaven, the immortal realm is a part of the former prehistoric continent, and the underworld is your underworld."

"The self-proclaimed god of catastrophe failed to intercept the teaching, and the sage of Tongtian fought the four saints alone to break the flood and reset the fire and geomancy of the earth"

"Hongjun Daozu re-refines the flood and divides it into the three realms"

"The Immortal Realm is now divided into Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhanbuzhou, Xihe Niuzhou and Beiju Luzhou"

Sun Wukong observed the reaction of Houtu while talking about the history of the changes in the Great Wilderness.

But Houtu's reaction made him very strange. When Sun Wukong talked about the beauty of Dongsheng Shenzhou, Houtu looked very longing and looked forward to talking about Xihe Niuzhou being occupied by the demon clan and hated.

Such a strange reaction made Sun Wukong feel that Houtu is not like a saint, but like a lady who has never been out of the house listening to the story that the servant girl inquired from outside.

As he talked, Sun Wukong found that he didn't seem to understand the Three Realms very well, but in just a few sentences he emptied everything he knew.

Gradually, Sun Wukong racked his brains and couldn't think of anything else to say and stopped.

Houtu said with an unfinished expression: "Don't you live in Huaguo Mountain? Tell me more about Huaguo Mountain?"

Sun Wukong didn't know why a sage-like existence in Houtu cared about a small Huaguo Mountain, but Houtu asked Sun Wukong to hesitate for a moment before introducing it again.

Sun Wukong thought of the cute monkey monkey grandson in Huaguo Mountain, and also thought of the plump peaches in Huaguo Mountain. What finally appeared in Sun Wukong's mind was the beautiful face of Fairy Zixia.

Unknowingly, Sun Wukong has been in seclusion for ten years, and in these ten years, I don't know how Fairy Zixia came to Huaguo Mountain.

Thinking about Sun Wukong, he lost his mind, and the words on his lips were intermittent, and finally stopped completely.

Even Sun Wukong himself doesn't know what kind of mentality he has now.

Perhaps, he also has affection for Zixia and Qingxia!

Lady Houtu listened to Sun Wukong's description, and thought that Monkey is a kind and righteous person who is trustworthy, and may be able to form a good relationship when she leaves.

When Sun Wukong woke up from his memory for a long time, he saw Hou Tu staring at him all the time, with a smile on his face, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on Sun Wukong's face.

Houtu said with a smile: "You monkey head is a bit interesting. I asked you to tell me a story, and you'd better be dumbfounded."

Sun Wukong scratched his head embarrassedly, and the doubts in his heart blurted out.

"Lady Houtu didn't you just figure it out: why do you want me to tell you?"

Chapter [-]: A Good Deed

Chapter [-]::::A Good Fate [Three Updates for Subscription] Hou Tu heard Monkey King's question and sighed with a wry smile and said to Monkey King.

"Everyone knows that my Houtu Rende has become the master of the underworld in order to complement the floods and reincarnations.

But this title is both a responsibility and a shackle.

Little monkey, do you know how long I haven't been out of the underworld?"

Hou Tu suddenly asked Sun Wukong.

But without waiting for Sun Wukong to answer, Houtu started talking again on his own.

"For countless years, I can't remember the appearance of the sun star in the flood. I have never seen a flower bloom in front of my eyes. Such loneliness is too difficult."

Sun Wukong naturally knows the price that Houtu needs to pay for reincarnation.

Being trapped in the underworld for countless years without being born, it sounds easy to say, but after thinking about it carefully, Sun Wukong only felt goosebumps all over his body, and a cold gust rose up!