Reborn Westward Journey: Monkey King

Chapter 588 The Fall of the Saint

"Brother Wukong, don't you know that after becoming a saint, you can no longer comprehend and condense a new way? Looking at you, there should be several ways to comprehend. It is best to condense them into phantoms before proving the way and becoming a sanctification, otherwise Once the Dao is verified and sanctified, all the Dao that has not been condensed into phantoms will no longer be able to condense into shape!"

Emperor Yan Luo said seriously.

Sun Wukong couldn't help but gasped. Fortunately, the Emperor Yan Luo interrupted him. Otherwise, if he used his current understanding of the Dao to prove the Dao and become a sage, he might only be able to condense the Dao of Destruction owned by the Potian Domain.

What a loss and regret that would be, I am afraid that I will regret it to death in the future!

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Sun Wukong made a big gift to Emperor Yan Luo. If Emperor Yan Luo hadn't made a move, the consequences would have been disastrous!

"Thank you, brother Yan Luo! My old grandson was speechless just now, and I hope my brother will not be angry!"

Emperor Yan Luo smiled, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, Wukong, just don't blame me for interrupting your promotion."

Between proving the Tao and continuing to lay a solid foundation, many people will probably choose to prove the Tao and become a sanctification. The Emperor Yan Luo is not sure whether Sun Wukong will be angry. He also made the decision at the risk of offending Sun Wukong. Fortunately, this decision was not made. wrong.

"No, no, my grandson would like to thank my brother for waking up in time!"

Sun Wukong nodded stubbornly and said, "This is related to my grandson's future achievements. Brother, you also took a big risk. My grandson understands in his heart, the great kindness is not thanked, and it is all in the wine!"

As he said that, Monkey King flipped his hands over, and two gourds fighting over wine appeared in his hands, and he threw one of the gourds towards Yan Luo Tianzi.

Tianzi Yan Luo took it with his hand, and didn't pay much attention to it. He uncorked the bottle and took a sip with Monkey King.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Tianzi Yan Luo had never drank such wine before, and it turned into billowing spiritual energy and meandered towards the limbs and bones as soon as he took a sip. For a moment, it seemed that every acupuncture point in his body was opened up, and the whole person felt a sense of enlightenment. It feels like not only the body, but even the soul essence and true spirit have been greatly nourished!
"Dou Victory Wine is brewed from ginseng fruit and 9000-year-old flat peach as the main fruit."

Sun Wukong smiled triumphantly and said, this is the newly brewed Dousheng wine, which can be said to be the best among the Dousheng wines, and its effect is even on heavenly saints.

"Good wine, really good wine!"

Emperor Yan Luo praised repeatedly, with an expression of "I want it very much" written on his face.

"Brother Yan Luo, this gourd bucket defeats wine for you!"

"Ah? How dare you?"

"You're welcome, just take it as my grandson's thanks to my brother, maybe I will trouble my brother in the future..."

"It's easy to say, as long as I can help, I will never refuse. Our Nether Ghost Clan and Huaguoshan Demon Sect are allies, and it is right to help each other!"

The emperor Yan Luo smiled like a flower, so what about the sage of heaven, he still has something to ask for. Desire, this kind of thing, will not weaken much with the improvement of cultivation, but there are fewer things that can be seen. That's all.

And fighting over wine is a temptation that even a sage of heaven like Tianzi Yan Luo can't resist.

Sun Wukong didn't stay too long in the Netherworld. He had already heard what he wanted to know from Yan Luo Tianzi, and it was time to leave. Anyway, he could evolve the six channels of reincarnation at any time to realize it.

Walking out of the ghost town of Fengdu, Monkey King couldn't help being stunned, the vitality of the world outside was extremely mixed, as if he had just experienced a big battle, and there was still a downpour of rain falling on the sky.

What's even more weird is that the color of the rain turned out to be blood red, just like blood!
Heaven weeps blood!The whole world mourns!
"This... is there any saint who has fallen?"

Sun Wukong's heart sank. Although there are more saints in the Three Realms than before, they can be counted on one hand. Which saint has fallen?Has a jihad erupted?
"Shattering Void Star Eyes!"

Sun Wukong pushed the Poxu Divine Eye to the third stage of the Poxu Star Eye level, and the aura of heaven and earth, which was originally so messy that no trace could be seen, was separated into layers, revealing a line of energy fluctuations.

"It came from that place... Oops, that's Beiju Luzhou!"

Sun Wukong's heart sinks, isn't the sage of heaven in Luzhou in Beiju the three people, Patriarch Bodhi, Demon Master Kunpeng and Taoist Mosquito?

These are all the heavenly saints of Huaguo Mountain!

Well, even if they weren't the ones who fell, it was other sages of Heavenly Dao who ran to Beiju Luzhou and broke out a fierce holy war. Otherwise, how could there be a scene of blood rain and heaven and earth mourning together?
The jihad that can make a saint fall is not just a random fight. The place of the battle may be turned upside down. Even if the person who fell was not the sage of Tiandao from Huaguo Mountain, the destructive power caused by this jihad is extremely huge. If you don't hurry, there will be ghosts!
"Liuguangdun!"

At that moment, Sun Wukong directly soared into the clouds, used Liuguangdun, turned into a golden light and flew towards Beiju Luzhou along the energy fluctuation line.

Beiju Luzhou, Tianyun Mountain Range.

This is the holy land of the barbarians, and also the place where the nine barbarian holy peaks are located, but there is no such thing as the nine barbarian holy peaks on the land at this moment, and all that is left is a bottomless tiankeng.

Demon master Kunpeng sat cross-legged on the edge of the tiankeng, exercising his kung fu and adjusting his breath, his face flickered, looking very strange.

Not far from him, Patriarch Bodhi and Taoist Mosquito stood side by side, their eyes focused on the demon master Kunpeng.

"Brother Bodhi, do you think there will be no problem with Brother Kunpeng like this?"

A look of worry flashed across Taoist Mosquito's face, and he asked Patriarch Bodhi next to him, before the demon master Kunpeng swallowed a sage of heaven alive, it was not as simple as swallowing a chicken and a duck, he Can you bear it?

Could it be that he was blown to pieces and died?
"Don't worry, Kunpeng is not a reckless person. Since he dared to swallow the Yeling Emperor, it means that he is sure that he can bear it. Don't forget that he is Kunpeng, who has the Dao of Devouring. Nothing in this world is Dao of Devouring." It can't be swallowed!"

Patriarch Bodhi took a look at the demon master Kunpeng, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

In fact, the demon master Kunpeng is not only okay, but from the perspective of Patriarch Bodhi, he is likely to make great progress because he devoured the Yeling Emperor. A corpse of a virtuous saint, the demon master Kunpeng swallowed Emperor Yeling in one bite, and most of the energy in Emperor Yeling's body would be absorbed by the demon master Kunpeng.

(End of this chapter)