Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1666 The Powerful Ji Meng

A gentle force was transmitted into Sun Wukong's body through the air.

He felt extremely refreshed, as if he had drunk a big gulp of cold water in the middle of summer.

Among the five elements, fire is violent, water is heavy, metal is sharp, wood is prosperous, and earth represents gentleness. The earth carries all things and embraces everything.

The earth element has another characteristic, which is that earth produces gold.

Before transforming, Sun Wukong absorbed a drop of saint's blood from Zhunti, and was early on contaminated with the characteristics of the innate Gengjin Bodhi tree. At this time, the ginseng fruit tree transferred its own life source to him, and the blood power that had been dry for more than 500 years finally began to slowly recover with the blessing of external forces.

It is impossible to recover instantly. Whether it is the Nine-Turn Golden Pill or the Ginseng Fruit, the nourishing effect requires a gradual process. Only poison can take effect immediately after being taken.

However, the hope of recovery has already made Lao Sun overjoyed.

The treatment of the ginseng fruit tree gave him a brand new mental outlook, as if the high-spirited Monkey King of the past had returned.

The ginseng fruit tree's small movements were very subtle and silent, so Ji Meng didn't notice anything unusual.

He glanced at Sun Wukong and said, "Humph, where did this monkey come from? He doesn't even have a thousand years of cultivation. This kind of person wouldn't even be qualified to empty my urinal in the Heavenly Palace."

He did have the capital to be proud. He had not been to the Zixiao Palace for the first sermon, but the second and third sermons were attended by the ten great demon saints of their demon race. Rounding it off, they were of the same generation as the saints. At most, the saints were their direct disciples, while they were just attendees as auditors.

The bloodline methods of the demon clan are different, and there is no unified standard. The strength can only be divided into thousands of years and tens of thousands of years. A thousand-year-old rooster can restrain a thousand-year-old centipede, but it can definitely not restrain a centipede that has practiced for ten thousand years.

In Ji Meng's opinion, Sun Wukong's bone age is less than a thousand years. In other words, he has not even cultivated for a thousand years. He is definitely a little Karami.

Sun Wukong sneered, "I heard you're some demon saint from some demon tribe? Do you know me, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?"

“Hahahaha——” Ji Meng was stunned at first, then laughed wildly: “Qitian? Grandpa has already stepped on the sky!”

The violent wind and rainstorm surrounding him suddenly increased his speed to the extreme. Although it was only a blood clone that came, his strength should not be underestimated. It was comparable to the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal. He had no pressure to deal with a Xuanmen Golden Immortal like Luo Xuan, not to mention Sun Wukong at this time. He didn't take him seriously at all.

The bird's body was as fast as lightning, and its ferocious-looking claws carried an iron-gray gust of wind, which pierced through Sun Wukong's body with just one blow.

The feeling was wrong! Instead of the expected bloody scene, Sun Wukong became a hair in his eyes. Ji Meng, who was extremely experienced in combat, swept his claws behind him, colliding with the golden hoop stick, making a series of sharp noises.

Sun Wukong's realm was much lower than Ji Meng's, and he lagged behind in strength and speed. He quickly pulled back, but Ji Meng's reaction speed was also fast. He saw that most of the monkey demon's abilities were in the golden cudgel. The bird's claws had corrosive properties, and he grasped the head of the golden cudgel tightly. Sun Wukong pulled twice in a row, but it didn't budge.

With a crisp "snap" sound, the ginseng fruit tree silently extended its branches, like a long whip, and whipped Ji Meng's face.

There is a huge gap in realm between Sun Wukong and Ji Meng, and there is also a big gap between him and the ginseng fruit tree.

Ji Meng was beaten so hard that he felt dizzy and dazed, scarlet blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and one of his dragon eyes turned cloudy. Sun Wukong advanced instead, hoping to seize the opportunity to defeat this powerful enemy. Unexpectedly, Ji Meng waved his hand, and a hurricane appeared out of nowhere, forming a wall of air and a torrential rain that became a cage. In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong was trapped in a sky-blue ball of water.

This water ball continuously drains his magic power, and he will be drained in a cup of tea at most.

The ginseng fruit tree quickly came to support, but this time Ji Meng was prepared. He attacked the ginseng fruit tree with strong winds and heavy rain, forcing the other party to return for support.

His innate spiritual roots and magical powers are profound, but his flexibility is far from satisfactory. He can only use a few moves.

Compared to the agile Ji Meng, the ginseng fruit tree was like a clumsy giant, and all his attacks were dodged.

Ji Meng stared at the ginseng fruit tree fiercely. A dark blue rainstorm covered Wanshou Mountain. The rain was not absorbed after falling into the earth veins, but gathered together, like giant green pythons, winding and circling along the roots of the ginseng fruit tree, trying to attack the heart of the tree.

The ginseng fruit tree was facing internal and external troubles. Although its realm was much higher, it was still passively beaten and was in an extremely miserable state.

Sun Wukong tried to use his seventy-two transformations to escape, but Ji Meng's natural magical powers were no less than those of an innate spiritual treasure of the same level. He could not break through the blockade of the golden cymbal, nor could he break the water prison at this time.

Just when he was extremely anxious, a gap appeared in the black clouds, and the moon hanging in the night sky suddenly flashed a silver light. Moonlight as thick as a bowl fell from the sky and made a not-so-obvious hole in the water prison. Sun Wukong quickly transformed himself and crawled out of it.

When he turned around, he saw Jade Rabbit put away the magic spell in his hand and looked at him seriously.

"How come you, Bi Ma Wen, are fighting with the demon saint of the demon race?"

As a relative of Houyi and Chang'e, she naturally sits on the side of the Wu clan.

She had not been born when the Demon Saint of the Demon Clan was killing people everywhere, so naturally she did not know him. However, the Witch Clan had clear records of the appearance of the Demon Saint of the Demon Clan. These guys all looked so strange that it was hard not to recognize them.

Jade Rabbit was puzzled. Aren't we resting in the Taoist temple? Why did a demon saint, said to have been dead for countless years, suddenly appear? Is this an enemy we can deal with?
Strictly speaking, the Demon Saint of the Demon Clan is at the same level as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and people like Houyi are definitely his juniors.

Sun Wukong really didn't have time to explain to her. He shouted, picked up the golden cudgel and hit Ji Meng on the back of the head.

The Jade Rabbit was stunned for a while, and after thinking it over, he picked up the jade pestle and went to help.

Sun Wukong is a mid-level Xuanxian, Jade Rabbit is only a beginner Xuanxian, and Ji Meng's bloodline clone has the combat power of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Normally, the ginseng fruit tree should be able to deal with Ji Meng's clone, but the timing of Ji Meng's clone's sneaking in tonight can be considered a coincidence.

Originally, Zhen Yuanzi asked the ginseng fruit tree to give Sun Wukong and his gang some strength. When Ji Meng's clone sneaked in, he was mistaken for Tang Monk and his gang. The ginseng fruit tree did not make a sound, and by the time Ji Meng's clone arrived under the tree, many things were too late.

Ji Meng continuously used his innate magical powers to bring rain, and the rain contained a deadly poison that was unique to him. The ginseng fruit tree had to use a lot of mana to suppress the poison, and from time to time it had to support Sun Wukong and the Jade Rabbit. It was caught off guard and fought in a very embarrassing manner.

(End of this chapter)