I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

"This kind of barbarian immortal doesn't know the mysteries of the world at all. Instead of making such a fuss, it's better to join us as soon as possible!" Zhun mentioned that the Taoist was extremely disdainful of the big tree immortal.

"Let him go, he will naturally join us when he is exhausted." Receiving Xiaoxiao put away the ball of light.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

"Why can't I get out!"

"why!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Immortal Dashu got the Yimu Tianyuan Jue, and really broke through the pass, and became a half-step saint who thought he was super powerful.

But facing the barrier of the cage of luck, he was still helpless.

Under the constant attacks, the barrier only produced some vibrations, and it didn't mean to break at all.

"Hmph! What are you messing with! If you continue to quarrel, I will kill you! Grandson!" A cold voice came from nothingness.

The big tree fairy was startled.

He has been in this fate cage for tens of thousands of years, and he has seen many masters in it, and the one who is stronger than him is the realm of quasi-sage.

After getting the Yimu Tianyuan Jue, he thought he was the number one expert in the Luck Cage.

As a result, the sound made him tremble, this hidden expert was much more powerful than himself!

Who the hell is this man!

The Great Tree Immortal was warned, and immediately dared not attack the barrier again.

He also fell into deep thought in his heart, how many masters are there here!

How far is he from the peak of the saint!

……

When Dashu Immortal fell into distress, Sun Wukong was in the fire room of Jinwushi Tomb here.

There was a wave of space fluctuations, and the thing was blocked by the barrier of the luck cage.

Just as everyone relaxed, a little light suddenly appeared on the walls of the luck cage.

It's sunshine!

There was a hole in the prison wall.

Just for a moment, the sunshine makes people feel comfortable.

But it was just that moment.

All light has disappeared.

Everyone came back to their senses, and there was another figure in the stone room.

"Oh? Master? It's you!" Sun Wukong was taken aback, and immediately recognized this person.

"Hehe. It's me. Let's meet again." The man who suddenly appeared smiled at Monkey King.

This person turned out to be Zen Master Wuchao!

Monkey King looked at Wuchao, then at the nine Golden Crows, and suddenly had some guesses.

"Hehe. As you think!" Zen Master Wuchao looked at Sun Wukong and said.

Monkey King still remembers the alien with the five-color luck back then.

After so many years of experience, I have never seen anyone with such mixed luck.

From the looks of it now, Zen Master Wuchao is probably a patchwork guy.

"Little brother. I want to thank you!" Zen Master Wuchao looked at Sun Wukong and said.

At that time, Zen Master Wuchao gave Sun Wukong a strange feeling, although his spirit was full of a kind of persistence, it seemed that he wanted to accept everyone as his apprentice.

Looking at Wuchao now, he has completely played normally.

Just like a normal person.

"Master, are you really the Nine Golden Crows?" Monkey King asked tentatively.

"Exactly!" Wu Chao nodded.

"Ah!" The Dapeng bird next to him was shocked, and the nine golden crows turned into a black nest?

"Fellow Daoist Daoist, we haven't seen each other for ten thousand years." Wu Chao looked at Dapeng with a gleam of fire in his eyes.

"Hey! It's really you!" Dapeng also recognized the old man, but it's a bit strange that nine of them have changed into one.

"Master, what's going on here?" Sun Wukong asked, looking at Wuchao and the corpses of the nine golden crows.

"The Lich War back then..."

Looking at the nine corpses, Wu Chao lost his mind for a long while before talking about the past in a low voice.

Back then, the Lich War broke out, and nine Golden Crows fell.

The monster clan was busy dealing with the witch clan, and the quasi-sage powerhouse had no time to collect nine corpses for them.

Hundreds of years later, the location of their bodies formed nine Yangquan.

Hundreds of years later, several masters passed by the corpses of the Golden Crow and pulled out the bone arrows from them.

But no one dared to move the corpse of the Golden Crow.

The battle between the Yaozu and the Wuzu had not yet been decided, and no one would steal the Golden Crow's body.

The Lich War has been fought for thousands of years, and in the end both sides suffered losses.

Someone drew the attention of the Golden Crow's corpse.

In the end, it was discovered that the bodies of the nine golden crows had disappeared, and only nine Yangquan remained.

Those who dare to beat the Golden Crow's corpse and pay attention to it don't even look down on the Nine Yang Springs, so the Nine Yang Springs have been preserved to this day.

And it was the Second Saint of the West who took away the body of the Golden Crow.

At that time, the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods had already begun to brew.

The Second Saint of the West took away the corpse of the Golden Crow, and originally wanted to make a fortune in the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, but the corpse of the Golden Crow died for too long, and the remnant soul was too weak.

Even if the nine remnant souls were forcibly fused, only one extremely weak soul body was obtained.

Therefore, the Western Ersheng put this weak soul body on the hibiscus wood with the energy of the sun to warm it up.

A few years ago, the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods happened, and the soul on the hibiscus tree turned into a little golden crow.

And cast a black nest on it.

Thousands of years later, Zen Master Wuchao achieved the right result, and the nine golden crows reappeared in another form.

Because it was formed by the forcible fusion of nine remnant souls of the Golden Crow, it possessed the luck attribute of only the Golden Crow.

It also became a strange five-color luck.

Later, when the period of Journey to the West planned by the Second Saints of the West came, the two Saints sent Wu Chao out to teach him the cultivation method of learning the scriptures and the Heart Sutra.

It's just that Wuchao's soul is flawed, and he has an obsession in his heart to revive the Yaozu and seek revenge, so when he meets a promising junior Yaozu, he wants to take him as an apprentice.

This is also the reason why Wuchao taught the Heart Sutra to Monkey King, Tianpeng and other monster races.

What happened later was just like what Monkey King experienced.

After the Westward Journey, Wuchao was still practicing there.

Until now, Monkey King pulled out the bone arrow, and Wuchao's soul was finally awakened without restriction.

He followed the call of the corpse and found it. ..

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1397 Golden Crow's Stick===

Chapter 1397: Golden Crow's Stick

"There are so many secrets."

After hearing what Wu Chao said, everyone said with emotion.

The Second Saint of the West really used Wuchao to preach to Tang Seng.

Wu Chao is involved with the demon clan.

On the Westward Journey Road is another matter of plundering the luck of the monster clan.

In the end, the mighty luck gathered, only accumulated in the outer Buddhist kingdom.

The Buddhist people are becoming more and more devout in their Buddhist beliefs, and the Three Thousand Worlds will become wider and more real.

"I said dude. What should I call you now?" Dapeng Niao leaned over and asked.

He was very familiar with the nine golden crows back then.

"Me? Hehe. I am me, Wuchao, Jinwu, and... Guangming..." Wuchao said with a smile.

"Ah? Bright?" Dapeng was puzzled, and the others were also confused.

"Everyone, please wait outside. I have something to talk to my little friend Nanshan." Zen Master Wuchao said to everyone.

As soon as everyone heard it, they knew that the old man was going to benefit Monkey King.

Although greedy and envious, but after all, it has nothing to do with me.

Everyone retreated, Wu Chao looked at Sun Wukong and said, "You are very good. It's only been 30 years, and you have achieved the cultivation level of the Great Luo Realm!"

"Thanks to the blessing of Journey to the West, although there are many crises, it also allows me to improve quickly." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Little brother. You really saved me by removing the bone arrows from my body. How can I thank you?" Wu Chao looked at the nine golden crow corpses and said to Monkey King.

"Zen Master, why didn't the two saints pull out the bone arrow?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

The two saints of the West helped Jinwu collect the corpse, and also helped Wuchao gather his soul, why didn't he help him pull out the bone arrow?

"There are too many causes and effects from both the monster clan and the witch clan on this bone arrow, and the saint doesn't want to be contaminated." Wuchao Shengsheng said.

"Ah! Then am I contaminated?" Sun Wukong was speechless, Shengran didn't even want to touch it, but he dared to touch it himself.

"It doesn't matter to you, being a monster clan itself has the karma of the monster clan. And there is also the involvement of the witch clan. Now that you have the bow, you are naturally qualified to pull out the bone arrow." Wu Chao looked at Monkey King and said .

It is the Yin God, Sun Wukong and the Wu Clan involved.

Tubo is the great witch of the Wu clan, and the executor of the will of the Houtu ancestor witch.

He gave Sun Wukong a yin god patrol envoy, which is the connection between the Wu clan and him.

Monkey King now feels more and more overwhelmed, and the bosses are all calculating the layout.

The two sages of the West have deep calculations, and the underworld is not stopping here.

His chess piece has already reached the Great Luo Realm, but he is still confused.

"Hehe. Don't worry. Even if the saints want to use you, they will give you enough benefits. Your current situation is far from the point of killing a donkey."

Wu Chao smiled and said it bluntly, not worried that the Second Saint of the West would hear it.

"Ugh!" Sun Wukong was speechless.

He obviously dislikes the Second Saint of the West, but he can only be used by others, and he has to be used willingly.

After all, the benefits to him are indeed great enough, and if he can clear the luck cage, he will make a lot of money.

"Work hard, boy. When you step into the realm of quasi-sage, you may be able to understand many things." Wu Chao patted Monkey King on the shoulder and said.

Sun Wukong had a bitter face and didn't want to speak. As a tool man, he just wanted to strengthen himself.

"Little brother, take this and take it as my repayment to you." Wu Chao handed over a stick.

That's right, a stick!

It looks unremarkable, five feet long and short, with a pause at both ends.

The body of the stick is straight, with a hook at one end and a hook in the middle.

Of course, this does not prevent Monkey King from not being able to see what this thing is.

"Zen Master. This is..." Sun Wukong was very deceived.

Why don't you thank me, just give me some luck!