Journey to the West is full of actors? Then I won’t go!

The sound of gold and fire clashed, and shadows flowed in all directions.

For a moment, Zhu Bajie and the three cave masters were evenly matched.

"This monster is quite capable."

"Brother Monkey, I'm afraid he has more than just some skills. Senior Brother Pig is very good at using the spiked rake, and he is also a divine body practitioner. Ordinary monsters can't do anything to him."

Having fought with Zhu Bajie before, how could Monk Sha not know the abilities of this senior brother?

He used the nine-toothed rake with his hands, and he had already reached the state of returning to the original state and mastering the skills. Every time the rake was raised and lowered, there was no trace of divine light or jade. In fact, no one knew what kind of magical power and magic he had added. If it were an ordinary Daluo Jinxian, he would probably have a Daluo divine light and manifested the three flowers on his head...

Only then can you withstand Zhu Bajie's rake.

The demon king in front of me.

It's not easy to fight back and forth with Zhu Bajie with the pair of water-dividing blades in his hands.

"However, the idiot's cultivation is still a little lacking now."

"The demon king looked furious, as if he wanted to cut the fool into pieces in an instant, but in reality..."

Sun Wukong's words had not yet fallen.

Suddenly, he saw the Third Cave Master fighting back and forth in the air like lightning. The Water-Dividing Blade in his hand shook and blocked the spiked rake that Zhu Bajie smashed down. Sparks and lightning flashed, and a streak of strange smoke suddenly appeared.

I don’t know if the smoke was a magical power or something else.

The moment it appeared, it swam around like a dragon, circling around Zhu Bajie's body.

When they saw each other again, Zhu Bajie looked up and fell down.

He couldn't even hold the rake in his hand.

Without waiting for another breath.

The pair of water-dividing blades in the hands of the Third Cave Master had already pierced through Zhu Bajie's lungs, and he wanted to split him into four pieces from top to bottom.

"How dare you..."

At this moment, Monk Sha's escape speed had reached its extreme, and even his exclamations were faintly filled with a terrifying sound.

But before the demon-subduing staff in Monk Sha's hand could touch the Demon King, a five-colored light descended from the sky and covered his head, instantly destroying the Demon King and the tens of thousands of demon soldiers and generals left behind him.

Only Zhu Bajie was left with two water-dividing blades stuck in his chest, falling from mid-air.

"Brother Pig, are you okay? Brother Pig..."

Monk Sha rushed over quickly, picked up Zhu Bajie, and tossed him around for a while, throwing all kinds of spiritual light and magical power at him as if they were free.

He was just short of slapping him in the face to wake up the unconscious Zhu Bajie.

After seeing this, Sun Wukong, who was close to him, felt a sharp pain in his teeth. What kind of wound could withstand such torture?

"Brother Monkey, come and see Brother Pig. What happened to him? Why are all my methods of rescue useless?"

"These Water Dividing Blades are two good spiritual treasures."

When Sun Wukong heard Monk Sha's anxious questioning about his family, he did not care about what happened to Zhu Bajie. Instead, he praised the Water-Splitting Blade and said, "Anyone who can use such a treasure must have some background and inheritance. Old Sha, if I am not mistaken, the demon king should be a follower of the prehistoric alien species."

"The smoke he cast earlier must have been his innate magic."

Some ancient and strange species are born with the protection of the great way.

Born with the inheritance of heaven and earth, there are some strange methods and skills that are very different from the great magical powers. Many times, these strange methods and skills are not necessarily more mysterious and terrifying than some great magical powers, but they are very strange and rare.

If you want to heal the injuries left by these strange methods and arts, naturally some rescue methods will be of no use.

Otherwise, how could these ancient alien species become famous throughout the ancient world!
"Brother Monkey, what should I do?"

"Prehistoric species are rare, and their strange methods are even more bizarre. Brother Zhu's magic power and energy are rapidly declining. If this continues, he will probably return to the underworld in no more than an hour or three."

"He must be able to leave his soul behind!"

"Old Sun doesn't have a good solution either."

Sun Wukong is not good at curing illnesses and saving lives. He is good at knocking people!
Especially now that the Star Lamp is not in his hands, if he wants to save Zhu Bajie, he has to think of another way.

However, if it is just to temporarily stabilize Zhu Bajie's injuries, it is not a big problem for Sun Wukong.

"Let Old Sun take care of his injuries first, then we can talk about other things."

Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, he reached into his pocket and tapped the Chaos Bell on his waist, lightly summoning a ray of the power to suppress Hongmeng from this supreme treasure, and quickly tapped it on Zhu Bajie's forehead.

Almost in an instant, the Tao and principle that suppressed everything completely shocked and suppressed Zhu Bajie's whole body.

Whether it was magical power or spiritual injuries, they were all suppressed.

See this scene.

Monk Sha was stunned.

A treasure like the Chaos Bell can be used in this way? This is really an eye-opener.

"Brother Monkey, your treasure is too magical."

"That's just the beginning. It's because I haven't been able to fully refine this treasure. Otherwise... I could just suppress the idiot's injury and then wipe it out at will!"

"Now that Old Sun's merits and virtues are insufficient, I can only let this idiot suffer for a few more days."

As an innate treasure, if it doesn’t even have such great power and use, what kind of innate treasure is it!
However, there are some treasures that cannot be used randomly.

At least, Sun Wukong has no way to completely control all of the Chaos Bell now. If he wants to use this treasure to suppress and erase the injuries on Zhu Bajie's body, I'm afraid that it will be bad, and even his soul will be suppressed and killed, so it's better not to save him.

"Why don't you ask the monster, Brother Monkey? Is there any way to save Brother Pig?"

Since this strange method is used by the Demon King, I think there should be a way to save lives.

Unfortunately, Monk Sha had good intentions.

Sun Wukong shook his head happily and said, "That demon king was too stubborn. He was caught by my five-colored spiritual light and wanted to make me transform and revive again, but he didn't know that the five-colored spiritual light was based on the innate five elements, and I threw countless spiritual treasures into it..."

“In this way, once this magical power arrives, it will naturally trace back the cause and effect, and refine all of its selves, including the original body.”

"I have already filled in the Five Elements Little World, so where else can I ask?"

So fast? !

If Sun Wukong hadn't told him, Monk Sha would have had no idea that the five-colored light on Sun Wukong's body was no longer the same as before.

Sun Wukong was of little use to the many treasures he obtained from Bufei Peak, but he put a lot of them into the five-colored spiritual light, which enabled this magical power to transform more than once or twice.

The three cave masters were only at the middle level of the Golden Immortal Realm, so how could they withstand the torment of such spiritual light?

The more he resists and struggles, the faster he will die!

"What should I do? Brother Monkey, if this doesn't work, you stay with Senior Brother Pig and Master while I go to the South China Sea for a walk, okay?"

When something fails, one naturally goes to the South China Sea to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva for help.

During his journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures, Monk Sha became familiar with this useful method.

"It's useless to go!"

If it were usual, Sun Wukong would have been eager for Monk Sha to go to the South China Sea.

But now.

It would be useless to go there, as the Bodhisattva is still in retreat. Even if Monk Sha went there, he would definitely not be able to be invited.

And it's not just the South Sea, the same is true for Lingshan. The three to five months mentioned at the beginning have not passed yet.

"Well...then I should go to the Heavenly Palace and ask the Southern Dipper Star Lord for help?"

As the saying goes, the Southern Dipper determines life and the Northern Dipper determines death.

If one wants to save lives or cure diseases, the right thing to do is to seek help from the Southern Dipper Star Lord. In addition, many medicine gods and medical immortals are also under the command of the Southern Dipper Star Lord and the Siming Star Lord.

Most injuries can be cured naturally when they are in the hands of the Southern Dipper Star God.

"Alright! If that doesn't work, I'll just go to Tushita Palace."

"Okay! Brother Monkey, you take good care of Brother Pig first, I'll be back soon..."

If even the Southern Dipper Star God cannot save Zhu Bajie, then he can ask the Jade Emperor for help. Naturally, there is no need to say anything else.

This Laojun is said to be good at refining elixirs and interpreting matters of yin and yang, but in fact, he is probably one of the best in the world at curing illnesses and saving lives.

After all, it is the good body of the Saint Taiqing.

He handed Zhu Bajie, who was in his arms, to Sun Wukong. Just as Sha Monk flew up three thousand miles into the sky and had not yet reached the ninth heaven, a sudden breeze blew down and blew Sha Monk back to his original place.

next moment.

Before Sha Monk could ask Sun Wukong who was standing beside him in surprise, Sun Wukong suddenly looked up at the sky and said, "I thought it was that. It turned out to be my senior brother and junior brother! Where are you two from? Are you here to look for me?"

There was no human figure in the vast sky at this moment.

Just as Sun Wukong finished speaking, the disheveled-haired Master Xuandu and the Golden-horned Boy suddenly appeared.

Between breaths.

As the two took two steps forward, they were already close to Sun Wukong and Sha Monk.

"Meet Sun Dasheng!"

"No thanks, I'm here to meet Senior Brother Xuandu!"

As he said this, Sun Wukong did not even bow to the Great Master Xuan Du, but quickly reached out and pinched the pretty and cute face of the Golden Horned Boy who greeted him.

You know what, it’s so tender and smooth.

This only made Jinjiao, who looked like a little boy, so angry that his eyes almost rolled out of the sky.

He even stretched out his hand and slapped away Sun Wukong's dishonest monkey hand with a "snap" sound, and said, "Great Sage...be careful or I'll tell the master!"

"I'm scared, I'm scared. Old Sun is scared."

Although he said so, Sun Wukong was laughing like a fool and didn't look afraid at all.

He turned to look at the great master Xuandu and said repeatedly, "Brother Xuandu, I rarely see you traveling. Are you here to see me now? If there is something, please let me know."

Hearing what Sun Wukong said, the Golden Horned Boy was stunned again.

Since when did Sun Wukong, the monkey, become so easy to talk to and willing to give orders? It was like a joke.

"Meet Elder Sha."

The great master Xuandu did not rush to explain his purpose. Instead, when he saw Monk Sha bowing to him, he returned the greeting first and then said, "What are you waiting for, little Jinjiao? Our master's gourd elixir was prepared just for this moment. This idiot... deserves this disaster."

"Ah, that's it!"

The Golden Horned Boy really didn't think much about it. Now that he was reminded by the Master Xuandu, he suddenly took out the pill gourd from his arms, made a finger gesture, opened the mouth of the gourd, and poured out three bright Lingwan pills. Two of them were stuffed into the wounds on Zhu Bajie's chest and abdomen along the water-dividing blade, and the remaining one was stuffed into his mouth.

Then the golden-horned boy flipped his little hand, pulled out the Water-Dividing Blade, and was about to put it in his arms.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong reached out to grab it.

For a while.

There was an extra monkey hand on the pair of water-dividing blades. The boy with golden horns tried to hide the pair of treasures, but failed.

To be honest, this Water-Dividing Blade is also an innate spiritual treasure. Although it is only a lower-grade spiritual treasure, it is rare to see such treasures in pairs.

The two spiritual treasures combined are probably no worse than an ordinary medium-level spiritual treasure.

Now that the Golden Horned Boy had met Sun Wukong, he wanted to snatch the treasure that Zhu Bajie had risked his life for, but Sun Wukong was not willing to acknowledge him.

"Brother Sun, you don't lack treasures!"

"I don't need any, but this idiot exchanged his life for this treasure. You, the fairy boy, are quick, but not suitable. So, how about you keep these two treasures and I will give you two more? It's your choice!"

"This, I'm afraid, is not a good idea."

There was nothing good to say, but the fairy boy's pair of big eyes were staring at Sun Wukong without blinking.

Just waiting for Sun Wukong to take out the treasure.

See this.

Sun Wukong didn't possess anything that was precious to him. He actually took out seven or eight lower-grade spiritual treasures from somewhere and placed them in front of him one by one.

The Golden Horned Boy's eyes widened even more, and he wanted to hide all the eight treasures in his arms.

Unfortunately, he only dared to think about it.

Later, without any instruction from Sun Wukong or asking the great magician Xuandu on the side, the golden-horned boy took a quick look and selected a tower-shaped magic treasure and a nail-shaped magic treasure, then he let go of the little hand that was tightly holding the Water-Dividing Blade.

"...Do you want to choose another one?"

Seeing the Golden Horned Boy like this, Sun Wukong teased him deliberately. Seeing that he hesitated for a moment, but still closed his eyes tightly and shook his head, Sun Wukong couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Xuandu, since Little Golden Horn doesn't want them, let's give these remaining treasures to you!"

"Hmm? You monkey...did you know something?"

Seeing Sun Wukong like this, Master Xuandu smiled, and after a moment of hesitation, he nodded and said, "Okay! Let me share some of your luck, which will also help you reduce some of the karma."

Do you think Sun Wukong is really so generous? !
How can it be!

Innate spiritual treasures are not cabbages. Even if they are low-grade innate spiritual treasures, where can you find them now?

But it is.

Just now, when Sun Wukong and the Golden Horned Boy were fighting for the Water-Splitting Blade, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind, and an inexplicable feeling came to his mind.

After Sun Wukong was determined to exchange treasures with the Golden Horned Boy, he felt that doing so would be of great benefit to his family, so he gave it a try.

Later, the spiritual treasure was given to Master Xuandu, which was an extension of his idea.

Now I listen to the subtle guidance of Master Xuandu.

Sun Wukong didn't know some of the mysteries.

The so-called innate spiritual treasures were originally created before heaven and earth, and represent a certain great way, a certain luck and achievement. Naturally, only those without great luck can enjoy them.

Unfortunately, Sun Wukong failed to overcome the difficulty of Feifeng Mountain and obtained countless magical treasures.

All along, Sun Wukong believed that he deserved it and that it was the result of his own luck and achievements.

But think about it now.

There is no such thing as what you deserve or shouldn't get. If the laws of nature do not allow it, and if these treasures are really good, how can Buddhism and Taoism sit idly by and watch?

There must be a pitfall!

But Sun Wukong couldn't figure out what the trap was. (End of this chapter)