I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

Instead, he poured all the luck he got into his cultivation.

In addition to the good luck obtained from the chess ancestor, twenty or so purple good luck came up.

Xiu finally took half a step forward.

Now Monkey King is a lot closer to the quasi-sage.

There is only one step left.

"Huh! Let's go! The greater the risk, the greater the reward! I have to continue to be reckless!"

Monkey King sighed a little, and embarked on the journey of searching the forbidden area.

He came out by himself this time, and he didn't bring the roc with him.

The strength of Dapeng is no longer enough. Although the speed is fast enough, the purpose of Monkey King's trip is not to escape.

He had to face the boss directly and get luck from the boss.

Long Zhi can't leave now, the Zhuanlun City continues to expand, and the construction of the Sifang Ghost City has begun.

Underworld City broke ground, and ghost cultivators continued to gather.

A lot of things are waiting for Long Zhi to help.

Tian Mo was also very busy, and there was really no way to send someone to Monkey King.

So it is the best choice for him to come out by himself.

The cultivation base has improved again, and Sun Wukong's perception ability has also improved a lot.

Originally, he planned to go to the southwest, but when he came out this time, he felt a powerful aura from a place closer to the east.

So he went east.

After a while, a big river appeared.

This river is extremely wide, nearly twice as wide as the Yangtze River in Tangtu, Nanfangbuzhou.

The river water has a dark color, which seems to be somewhat similar to the river of the underworld.

The speed of this river is not fast, and I don't know where it is going all the way north.

Sun Wukong stood by the river and cupped his fists against the river, saying, "Friend Daoist. Please come out and see me."

Sun Wukong didn't know which strong man was here, if he could live in the river, he must be good at underwater.

He didn't want to rush into the water to meet people.

In case the talk falls apart, once the action is made, it will be hard not to run away in the water.

"Woooooooo~"

There were bursts of splashes in the water.

Soon, a human figure emerged from the water.

This is a young man, about 20 years old.

He looks like a jade tree facing the wind, and he has the feeling of a handsome one-horned fairy.

Sun Wukong thought he was good looking, but compared with this man, he was much paler.

"Hello. Envoy."

The first sentence this person spoke finally broke the boring way of greeting "you are here".

And apparently his consciousness also appeared in Dashu Immortal's territory that day.

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1411 Final Quasi-Saint===

Chapter 1411 Final Quasi-Saint

"This fellow Taoist, you must already know why I am here."

"Please cooperate. I'm sorry for the troubles. Thank you very much!" Sun Wukong clasped his fists in thanks.

Sun Wukong came for luck.

Although we are "special envoys", we have received luck from others, so we have to thank them anyway.

It is necessary to say thank you, in case you encounter someone who is tough, let’s not say whether you can beat it or not, it will waste time, won’t it?

"Are you really an envoy?"

The man looked at Monkey King and asked, with disbelief in his eyes.

Sun Wukong's mind changed, and he said with a smile:

"I don't dare to be a special envoy, but it's just a pawn tool for a saint."

Sun Wukong is telling the truth.

Neither admitting nor denying.

Anyway, brother told the truth, whether you believe it or not is up to you.

Standing on the water, the man smiled when he heard Sun Wukong's words and said:

"You are right. Who is not a pawn below a saint? You are, and so am I. As long as you don't become a pawn, it's fine."

This guy also sees clearly, and he has no strength to wrestle with others until he reaches the Holy Land.

No matter how strong you are, it won't work!

This is the iron law, the rule.

Sun Wukong could feel that this guy was stronger than Dashu Immortal, and he was a serious half-step saint.

Naturally, I didn't want to fight him.

He didn't know the details of this person, and there was no way to defeat him with loopholes.

"What Fellow Daoist said is true. I'm just a laborer, responsible for cleaning up the luck here." Monkey King said frankly.

"Beating a worker? Hehe. I like this word." The man nodded and extended his right hand to Monkey King.

Knowing that he had agreed, Monkey King waved at this person.

The source of luck circulated, and the luck on that person began to drop rapidly.

"Huh? Interesting and interesting! It turned out to be this thing!" The man chuckled.

Obviously he knows the origin of luck.

He can recognize the source of luck without even contacting Sun Wukong. This kind of boss is definitely a knowledgeable and famous guy.

Monkey King asked politely: "Your Excellency has extraordinary knowledge, haven't you asked for your name yet?"

"My name? Hehe. You will know later. Let's talk about this in detail when we get out." The man said with a smile.

There was a hint of satisfaction in Sun Wukong's eyes, and he didn't know what he was satisfied with.

"Go... go out?" Sun Wukong didn't have time to pay attention to his eyes after hearing his words, but was taken aback for a while.

He has been in the luck cage for several years, and when he mentions it, everyone has a look of helplessness.

Whether it is Tianmo or Qianhe.

The chess ancestor and the big tree fairy that I have seen before.

No one will go out two words so easily.

This boss is the only one who speaks two words directly.

And from his tone, it wasn't difficult for him to get out.

"Fellow Daoist, is there a way to get out?" Sun Wukong looked at the man and asked.

He was a little anxious, it would be best to get out of this ghostly place.

Of course, I will leave after exhausting the luck here.

The man didn't speak, but looked at Sun Wukong with a smile on his face.

Sun Wukong blinked and seemed to understand something.

After thinking for a while, he was stunned and said, "Could it be that I can really go out after clearing my luck?"

"Otherwise?" the man asked back.

"This..." Sun Wukong questioned again.

Although saints don't like luck, there should be many ways to transfer luck.

It shouldn't be a big deal for a saint to get out of the luck cage and the luck in the three thousand worlds.

Why wait for him to draw it?

Could it be that the saint himself can't make a move?

Monkey King looked at the person on the water again, and he felt that he seemed to have seen this person there.

After carefully searching the impressions in my mind, I finally confirmed that I have never seen such a person.

"Could it be a change? It shouldn't be!" Sun Wukong shook his head secretly.

People can change, but the breath of luck will not change.

The air of luck on this person is definitely the first time Sun Wukong has seen it.

But inexplicably, Sun Wukong felt that he had seen this person.

"Young man. Don't think too much. When we go out to meet in the future, I will tell you everything. As for now... your strength is still a bit weak, work hard, boy!" The man's words preoccupied Monkey King's thoughts.

Sun Wukong looked up in astonishment, he had already turned around and walked slowly into the water.

The luck in his body had been emptied, and at the moment when the luck was emptied, he reacted faster than Monkey King.

Immediately cut off the luck connection with Monkey King, turned and left.

"Uh. Goodbye senior! See you someday, I hope senior can enlighten me!"

Sun Wukong clasped his fists, this guy is terribly snobbish.

That person's strength was beyond his imagination.

It is the only thing in the world to be able to actively cut off the connection with the source of luck.

The strength of the chess ancestor can't do it, and the immortal Dashu can't do it either.

Even if Sun Wukong wants to do it himself, he has to stop the control through the source of luck.

So this person in front of him is definitely a famous figure in the Three Realms!

"Who the hell is he? Why is he also trapped in the cage of luck?"

Sun Wukong was in a daze, staring at the calm river and remained silent for a while.

"Huh! Forget it, I don't want to. Let's go! The next one, let's go!"

At this stop, Monkey King only got one purple luck.

Not all of these bigwigs have a lot of luck.

For example, Zhen Yuanzi's luck is only orange.

The old mother of Lishan, Guanyin Bodhisattva, etc. also did not reach purple.

And Zhen Yuanzi is a top half-sage, and his strength is much stronger than that of Dashu Immortal.

However, his luck was far worse than that of Dashu Immortal.

This is because everyone values ​​luck differently.

Those who pay attention to luck will usually vigorously collect luck.

Those who don't pay attention to luck are just contaminated with luck in their daily practice life.

Far away from the great river, Monkey King retreated again.

This time there is not much time.

A little more than one day.

When leaving the customs again.