Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Bodhi looked up at him in amazement.

In the end, he smiled bitterly. His visit here seemed pointless, and Sun Wukong didn't seem to see less than him.

Who is in the game?

In the end, Bodhi stood up, and a yellow talisman was released from his hand and threw it to Sun Wukong.

"If you need it, just use it, and I will help you get through a difficult time." Although Bodhi is low-key, in the eyes of the Three Realms, especially the Jade Emperor and the Tathagata, he still has some weight.

The purpose of giving him this yellow talisman is still thinking, if Sun Wukong really has no way to retreat, and is caught by the Jade Emperor and the Tathagata, he can speak out and persuade him.

In that case, he wouldn't lose his life, at most he would be thrown into reincarnation and come again.

The latter did not refuse, and took Huang Fu into his pocket, but he did not intend to use it.

Bodhi fluttered away, and Sun Wukong stood there.

After all, their master-disciple friendship is probably not clean.

He took out the yellow talisman and wanted to destroy it directly, but in the end he sighed and carefully put it into his arms.

Right to keep a memory.

Little stars gradually emerged in the sky, Sun Wukong did not return to the Water Curtain Cave, but sat on the clouds and looked down at Huaguo Mountain.

He scratched his neck, only to feel that the night was extraordinarily deserted.

He didn't seem to be as happy as in his previous life after reliving his first life.

Obviously many goals have been achieved, but for some reason, my heart is always dissatisfied.

It turned out that he gave up all the trajectories of his previous life, and he also gave up some extremely important things unknowingly.

Yuan Hong looked up from Huaguo Mountain, saw Sun Wukong, and smiled at him instead.

He fell from an immortal to a demon, but became happier.

Isn't all this due to the monkey on the cloud?

Just looking at him, it seems that the eyebrows are a little dignified.

Yuan Hong had some doubts in his heart. He had been with Sun Wukong for a while, but he had never seen the latter before, his face was so heavy.

Even if Yang Jian led his troops to come, he just met the enemy calmly.

He didn't know Sun Wukong's worries, maybe he never knew, because it was Sun Wukong who was dissatisfied with the state of Huaguoshan, so he decided to train the little demons in Huaguoshan after sunrise tomorrow.

Sun Wukong just sat on the clouds all night...

Chapter [-] Under the Saints

Jin Chanzi returned to Lingshan, in front of Tathagata.

He just shook his head, and the Tathagata knew the answer.

His face also turned bad.

"That six-eared macaque, don't want to?" he asked here with certainty.

Jin Chanzi nodded silently.

Tathagata also fell silent.

He had the idea of ​​killing Sun Wukong himself.

But, it's not good after all.

One is the identity, and the other is that this might make the saint displeased.

Thinking of this, the Tathagata's eyebrows became a little worried.

At this time, Kong Xuan, who was beside him, found an opportunity.

He said directly: "Your Highness, I can take action and help you eradicate the demon monkey."

Hearing this, Tathagata's eyes lit up.

Yes, Kong Xuan is a perfect candidate, with superb combat power, under the saints, and his nephew died on the body of Sun Wukong, there is also a reason to take action.

Thinking to this point, Tathagata lowered his eyes again and said, "Then you can go to Huaguo Mountain for a walk."

Kong Xuan got permission, and his face gradually became happy.

After leaving Lingshan, Kong Xuan went straight to the east.

It didn't take long for him to reach Huaguo Mountain. At this time, the moon was hanging high in the sky, and Huaguo Mountain was also shrouded in a layer of mist like a veil.

He shouted, "Sun Wukong came out and died!"

This loud shout poured out his power, and after staying in Lingshan for so long, he was also contaminated with a lot of Buddha's will.

Therefore, this voice almost gave some monsters in Huaguo Mountain a splitting headache.

However, no one responded to him.

Kong Xuan's face turned cold, he raised his palm, and countless spiritual lights gathered on it.

"You'd better stop." A cold voice sounded.