I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

The luck continues to decrease, and the realm rises rapidly. With a purple luck, Monkey King has reached the early stage of Jinxian.

The second purple luck was exhausted, and Monkey King reached the peak of Jinxian.

When the fourth purple luck disappeared, Dao Yun circulated around Sun Wukong.

A vortex of spiritual energy was formed, directly evacuating the surrounding spiritual energy.

Step into the realm of Daluo Jinxian in one fell swoop.

"This... is Brother Nanshan's true strength! Such a powerful aura!"

It was already ten days later, Long Zhi had already recovered from his injuries, and he was in the best condition now.

Dapengniao looked at Sun Wukong, who had been promoted to Da Luo and was still improving, and was also moved.

"My virtuous brother's magic is really beyond imagination!"

Sun Wukong is now in the comfort of his practice.

Another three days passed.

His cultivation has climbed to the middle stage of Da Luo Realm.

But what made him more depressed was that the purple luck that had been reserved for a long time was finally emptied.

Without the blessing of purple luck, the speed of the source of luck has been greatly slowed down.

"It seems that the source of luck should be restored to high speed as soon as possible!" Sun Wukong thought to himself.

"Congratulations brother, your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds!" Dapeng Niao patted Monkey King on the shoulder.

Sun Wukong looked at Long Zhi and said with a smile: "Thanks to Brother Long Zhi, if I didn't have the Golden Dragon of National Fortune to help me, at most I would have returned to the Golden Immortal realm."

Long Zhi said enviously when he came: "Brother Nanshan can absorb Qi Luck to cultivate, which is simply unheard of or seen. This time I really gained insight."

The source of luck is not well known to everyone, and those who have no background foundation have no idea what the source of luck is.

Just like Long Zhi, he just thought that Sun Wukong's personal ability was special.

"Brother, we are now three masters of the Daluo realm, and we should be able to eat well in this ghost place. Shall we go for a walk now?"

Dapeng has an unstoppable temperament, and it is not easy to wait here for half a month.

Now that Monkey King is out of the customs, he is in a hurry to go for a walk.

"Alright. There may be opportunities here." Monkey King nodded.

This place is trapped by countless people with blue luck or above.

Even the luck value in the air is extremely strong. If the luck here is cleared, the gains will be unimaginable.

"Third brother, you still have to lead the way." Monkey King looked around.

Even in the middle stage of the Great Luo Realm, the sight is only 2000 meters away, and the distance is full of darkness.

Dapeng's eagle eye vision is pretty good, he can see ten thousand meters away.

"Alright. Let's... go this way." Dapeng looked around and finally decided on a direction.

The surrounding terrain is undulating and looks like a hill.

The direction that Dapeng is now leading is a higher point.

Although climbing high and looking far is meaningless in this dark world, the thought of caring still made the three of them walk in that direction.

The three of them walked unhappily, and no one knew what was going on inside.

Be careful along the way.

After walking about [-] steps, Monkey King grabbed Dapeng and Long Zhi and whispered, "Hush!"

Dapeng Niao and Long Zhi came over via sound transmission, "What did you find?"

Sun Wukong looked fifty steps to the left, where there was an orange cloud of luck.

As far as the eye can see, no collection of luck can escape the eyes of Monkey King.

Even Dapeng didn't realize that there was a person hiding there, but Monkey King saw it.

"There is a person about fifty steps to the left, who cannot see the basic situation clearly." Sun Wukong said through voice transmission.

Dapeng raised his eagle eye and looked over there carefully, and finally found a figure crouching in the grass over there.

Under Hawkeye's sweeping glance, his true cultivation should be at the peak of the Golden Immortal.

"Go! Go and see!"

A peak Golden Immortal naturally poses no threat to the three of them.

Touching it carefully, even if he got close, the person didn't respond at all.

"Seriously injured!" Dapeng was startled to see the man's condition clearly.

There was a sword wound on his waist, blood was continuously flowing, and his spirit was weak and he looked dying.

Within ten steps, Monkey King and Long Zhi discovered the state of this person.

"How to do?"

Long Zhi squatted down to check, and found that this person had already exhaled more air than inhaled.

"Save him! This is the first person we meet, we must ask something." Monkey King made a prompt decision.

Immediately took a three-turn golden pill and fed it to the man.

At the same time, he used divine power to heal the wound on his waist.

Long Zhi used mana to help him recover from his soul injury.

In terms of soul healing, Long Zhi is a master, he has nine heads and nine times the soul, and he is quite proficient in this.

After a while, the body of the lying person trembled and he regained consciousness.

The man forced himself to turn over, and Monkey King saw that this man turned out to be a beast head.

Also.

There are indeed quite a few monsters with this appearance.

Especially in Nanfangbuzhou, the big demon kings are willing to dress themselves majesticly.

"Ahem! This...where is..."

The guy managed to recover some of his state, slumped on the ground and looked around, probably guessing that the three of them were Monkey King who saved him.

However, there was still some vigilance and fear in his eyes.

Apparently, he didn't think the danger was completely out of the way.

Dapengniao's petulant temper was immediately annoyed when he was questioned by a golden fairy.

He squatted down and grabbed the guy by the collar and shouted:

"Fuck me? Why are you asking us where this is? I want to ask you!"

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1367 Luck Cage===

Chapter 1367

"Brother! Brother! Don't kill me!"

Seeing the ferocious Dapeng, the little Golden Immortal cultivator immediately faltered.

He was frightened by something just now and couldn't see the situation clearly.

Only now did I realize that the three people in front of me are all Da Luo Jinxians!

"Three big bosses! Hello! Villain, Shen Tong pays homage to you big bosses!" The man saw the situation and immediately saluted Monkey King three times.

"Shentong? Is there a good friend named Yuantong or Yunda?" Monkey King asked with great interest.

"Yuantong? Yunda? I've never heard of this villain... What is Jiyou..." Shen Tong scratched his head.

This guy is indeed called Shentong, and he is a black panther.

Of course, Sun Wukong is also a distant relative.

The Black Panther and the Huabao are a family!

"Tell me. Where is this place, and what danger did you encounter before?" Monkey King asked.

"Where is this place? You...are new here?" Shen Tong suddenly realized that there were three newcomers.

"You just say whatever you ask, I'm talking nonsense, I'll eat you!" Sun Wukong threateningly showed his leopard figure.

"Ah!" Shen Tong was surprised.

Then he threw himself in front of Sun Wukong with an excited face and exclaimed, "Old Ancestor! Ancestor!"

The same kind of monsters can also call their ancestors when they meet their seniors, and there is nothing wrong with Black Panther Jing Shentong calling Sun Wukong an ancestor.

"Get out! Answer quickly!" Monkey King kicked Shen Tong.

Shen Tong got up on a wheel and said in all directions: "Yes, yes, yes! The little one talks about everything, this is a cage of luck..."

It turned out that the people who were imprisoned in this space spontaneously named this space, Qi Luck Cage.

There is no going out here, and there is no sky, so there is nothing wrong with calling it a cage.

As far as Shen Tong knew, there were hundreds of thousands of prisoners held in the Void Prison, all of whom had exceeded the standard of luck.

They live in different places, or in small groups, or alone.

There are no fixed cities or gathering places, and the largest settlements are equivalent to villages and towns, where people with little difference in cultivation base make do to survive together.

As for the dangers encountered before.

Shen Tong said that yesterday he met two monks from the Great Luo Realm on the mountainside in front of him.

If he hadn't been gifted with magical powers as a leopard clan, he could run fast enough, and he would have died there by now.

"Everyone here is a prisoner, why do they have to kill each other?" Long Zhi asked with a frown.

He has been the lord of the country for too long, and this kind of disordered world is what he hates the most.

"My lord, you don't know. There is a legend circulating in this cage of luck, that only one who has achieved the realm of a saint can leave this cage." Shen Tong explained.

"Nonsense! If a sage can't leave here, he won't be a sage!" Dapeng gave Shen Tong a blank look.

Shen Tong continued to explain with some embarrassment.

It turns out that this matter is related to a legend.

In the dark cage of luck, there is a lack of aura.

If you rely on the naturally existing aura to practice, you can at most reach the Daluo Jinxian realm.

Even if you want to become a quasi-sage, it is even more difficult.

Therefore, the only source of aura is to devour other monks.

Gaining aura to improve oneself by killing other monks is already a common way of practice here.

"This damn place is hell!" Long Zhi said with a frown.

"It is true that some people will call this place hell." Shen Tong said weakly.

"Slaughtering practice? Why is this place similar to Shura Dao?" Sun Wukong frowned.

He has been in contact with the Shura clan, and even promised to help the Shura clan after a thousand years.

The practice method of the Shura clan is to prove the way by killing.

However, the Shura clan doesn't kill the weak, their minimum standard is to find an opponent who is comparable to them.

Buddhism attacked the Shura tribe, and the Shura tribe themselves regarded it as a kind of practice.

"Whether it's hell or a cage, is there really no way out here?"

Dapeng asked anxiously, what to kill or not to kill has nothing to do with him.

As long as he wants to escape, no one in this cage should be able to stop him.

"Probably not. I have been groping here for more than 300 years, and my cultivation level has gone from heavenly to golden immortal, and there is no clue to leave." Shen Tong said with a bitter face.

"300 years? You are lucky to be here for 300 years!" Dapeng Niao glanced at Shen Tong and said.