My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 687 Come, merit

【700】Come on, merit.

"I wish to go to Kunlun Ruins."

A cold voice came.

The officials raised their heads and saw only one person with a dignified look and a stern face.

Holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, majestic.

If it's not that Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, who is it?

Back then, monster monkeys made troubles in the Heavenly Palace, but they were mere Taiyi Golden Immortals, but relying on the mysterious magic passed down by Jiuxuan Tianzun, as well as the indestructible body of the five-colored god stone, the immortals were restrained. In times of crisis, it was also Erlang who appeared The real king came out and fought with Monkey King evenly.

Now, Erlang God is coming forward again!

Nice guy!
What a nice guy!
Erlang God cast a disdainful glance at the immortals, and his indifferent voice came out again:

"I would like to go to the Kunlun Ruins to relieve His Majesty's worries."

Since Monkey King made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace more than 500 years ago, he has become more indifferent. Except for going to court, he has been concentrating on practicing in the mansion for the rest of the time.

Although he and Sun Wukong had a close fight back then, but Sun Wukong was only a stone monkey, and he had not been enlightened for many years, but he was able to fight him evenly. With his pride, such a thing would never be allowed to happen.

While all the immortals in the heaven were eating tea, drinking, chatting and picking up girls, Yang Jian was working hard silently. He didn't make friends or talk about love. Everyone thought he was aloof, but in fact he just had a dream in his heart.

"As expected of my good Erlang!" The Jade Emperor was not stingy with compliments, and at the end, he said seriously:

"Erlang, that monster has obviously become a climate. This time it is extremely dangerous. You must not be careless. If you find something is wrong, you must not be impulsive. Go back to the heaven and make a long-term plan."

If it was before, the Jade Emperor would never want to see his nephew, but since Monkey King made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, he knew very well that there seemed to be countless immortals in the Lingxiao Palace, but in fact they were all talking stuff.

There is no one who can fight, and at the critical moment, he has to rely on his nephew.

Suddenly, the third eye on Yang Jian's forehead flashed suddenly, and golden lights burst out all over his body in an instant, creating an unstoppable power in the entire Lingxiao Temple.

The three flowers gather at the top, the five energies are in full swing, and the energy and spirit of the whole body are condensed to the extreme.

"This is... Daluo Jinxian? And he has comprehended the laws of heaven. He is like a dragon and a tiger by his side, and his gestures can change the situation."

"Has Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun stepped into the realm of the Da Luo Golden Immortal? Judging by the degree of this immortal energy, I am afraid that he has stepped into the middle and late stage of Da Luo!"

"Look, the three golden flowers are all blooming, and all of them are of the seventh rank, my God! If the true monarch has the opportunity of purple energy, he will surely become a saint!"

"Even if you can't become a saint, with the fighting power of a true king, you will be No. 1 under the saint in the future."

For a moment, all the immortals in the heavenly court were stunned, and then whispered to each other.

From time to time, voices of exclamation and praise came from the crowd, with a bit of envy and jealousy in their tone.

There are also many gods in the Daluo Jinxian realm in the heaven, but a high realm does not mean high strength, and there are differences between people.

Most of the immortals in the Heavenly Court are pampered and pampered. They are piled up with panacea, coupled with chances and coincidences to obtain the merits of the Dao, in order to achieve the Dao Body.

Such an immortal, even the Great Luo Jinxian, does not know spells, let alone combat skills, has brute force but can't use it, coupled with years of pampering, his body is very weak.

However, Yang Jian is different.

His strength and combat skills are achieved by fighting with real guns, and his cultivation realm is also obtained by comprehending and understanding the laws of heaven day and night.

It is often said that he is a genius.

Whenever he heard this, Yang Jian would sneer in his heart, there is no genius, he just used other people's time for eating and drinking to practice.

Hearing the constant praise from the main hall, Yang Jian smiled even deeper:
You are enjoying your life, but I am carrying a heavy load!
I exchanged my diligence and hard work for the praise of the world.

It's ridiculous that you think I'm a genius, but I'm actually doing my best.

Of course, Yang Jian would not say these words.

The Jade Emperor was both happy and worried when he saw that Yang Jian had achieved Da Luo Taoism.

Of course he is happy that his nephew can achieve what he is today, and that Heavenly Court has another general, but Yang Jian is too assertive and may not be obedient, which makes him a little jealous.

"Congratulations Erlang, you have obtained Dao Dao Fruit. I will ask Tiandao for an enchantment token and order you to go to Kunlun Ruins to find out the truth."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Jian just saluted slightly.

The Jade Emperor didn't care too much, and quickly asked for an enchantment token and gave it to Yang Jian.

The enchantment token is the voucher to other small worlds.

After the Great Desolation was shattered, it turned into thousands of small worlds.

In order to keep each world from being disturbed, Heavenly Dao has set up barriers in each world. This is the power of rules.Under the shackles of this rule, if the gods of heaven do not have the enchantment token, they cannot go to other small worlds, including the Jade Emperor Tathagata, and even saints cannot break the rules of heaven.

Between heaven and earth, only Jiuxuan Tianzun and Daozu Hongjun are not restricted by the rules of heaven and can freely travel through any small world.

Everyone else needs an enchantment token.

Soon, Yang Jian held the enchantment token, crossed the barrier of heaven, and rushed to Kunlun Ruins.

……

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At this moment, Kunlun Ruins.

Ye Xuan slaughtered the entire Tianmen.

And the power of merit stolen by Tianmen was also found by him.

Because the power of this merit is too great, even if the Promise Sage King got the merit, he would not be able to absorb it for a while.

Clusters of golden light of merit gathered in the sky, accompanied by a deafening sound, the entire Kunlun Ruins seemed to be able to hear the thunder. When everyone looked up, they could see the large golden light of merit in the sky. .

"It's done."

Ye Xuan was slightly happy in his heart, this golden light of merit was only a little weaker than when Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa created human beings, and Houtu sacrificed his body to transform into the six realms of reincarnation.

But this golden light of merit is enough to break the seal of his whole body, not only that, but also allow him to go one step further, even standing on tiptoe, he can look at the threshold of the realm of creation and become a man beyond the way of heaven.

However, if Ye Xuan wants to break through the seal, the instantly inflated power will break the rules of heaven in Kunlun Ruins, break the barrier here, and cause the entire world of Kunlun Ruins to collapse into nothingness.

Of course he doesn't care about the life and death of Kunlun Ruins, but Yang Sixuan and Shi Yiguang are still here now.

Therefore, creating a barrier to surround the two of them can protect their safety.

"Come on, merit."

Ye Xuan yelled violently, and large groups of merit in the sky poured towards Ye Xuan like a veil.

boom!
Merits one after another entered Ye Xuan's body!
The golden wheel of merit and virtue rotated non-stop, turning into overwhelming power in his body, surging and rushing towards the layer after layer of seals.

"Seven floors."

"Eight floors."

"Nine floors."

"Number..."

"..."

Destroy the dry and pull the rotten, like a broken bamboo.

Ye Xuan kept making joyful voices.

(End of this chapter)