Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Just as Beng Shi was about to make his move, a sword flashed and the Dragon Girl appeared.

Her appearance made Beng Shi realize the gap between them. His strength seemed insignificant in front of the Dragon Girl.

However, the dragon girl did not kill him and let him go.

But the family's last wishes and hopes made Beng Shi unable to let go for a long time.

He looked for Mou Zi several more times, but the Dragon Girl would always appear when she was supposed to and save Mou Zi.

Faced with this woman with horns on her head, he could neither beat her nor convince her.

Every time he met this woman, he would feel helpless and frustrated.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by the Dragon Girl again today. Beng Shi stomped his feet in anger, ignored her, and turned to walk to the prison car.

With a "thump", he knelt in front of Mou Zi, crying loudly.

"Master, I, Beng Shi, apologize to you for my previous recklessness. I hope you can understand my difficulties."

"Please give me the seal that can break the seal. I am willing to work like a slave for you."

He cried ten times with tears in his eyes, kowtowed continuously, and was extremely sad.

It was in stark contrast to the majestic and arrogant look when he first arrived.

A complex emotion flashed across Monk Mou Zi's eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Chengfeng's body recovered quickly under the effect of the Dragon Girl's pills.

I was surprised when I saw the situation in front of me and watched it all quietly from the side.

Although this black-haired monster is an enemy, he is also a man who values friendship and loyalty. I can't help but be moved by his persistence.

The dragon girl still maintained a calm expression, but there was a hint of fluctuation in her eyes.

After a moment, Monk Mou Zi opened his eyes and sighed deeply.

"Donor Beng, I know what you mean. But breaking the seal is no joke."

"Once Sun Wukong is released, it may bring endless disasters to the world. Have you ever thought about this?"

Beng Shi raised his head and looked at Monk Mou Zi with sparkling eyes.

"Master, I understand the stakes involved. But I believe that as long as we guide the old man Shenzu with our hearts, we will be able to return to the right path."

Mou Zi was silent for a while and nodded slowly.

“Well, since you insist so much, I will tell you the clues to breaking the seal.”

"But you must promise me that once you obtain the seal-breaking seal, you must think carefully and not act rashly."

Hearing this, Beng Shi kowtowed repeatedly in excitement and expressed his gratitude endlessly.

"Thank you, Master! I, Beng Shi, will definitely keep your teachings in mind and will never let you down!"

Chengfeng didn't know who the Monkey King Sun Wukong was.

However, we can still understand from the few words of these people that Sun Wukong should be an extraordinary god.

Seeing Beng Shi being so persistent, he was also moved by his courage.

Chengfeng walked forward and bowed to Monk Mouzi.

"Master, I am also willing to lend a helping hand to General Black Hair."

"no!"

The Dragon Girl's decisive voice resounded among the crowd, like a thunderclap.

The expressions of the other three people froze instantly.

The Dragon Girl glanced at the monk Mou Zi in the cage and said coldly:

"Mouzi! How can you decide such a thing? Even Master Kongchao, who was originally in charge of the Seal Breaking Technique, your Grand Master, did not dare to make such a decision rashly. What makes you think you can do that?"

"Amitabha!"

Hearing the dragon girl's scolding, Master Mou Zi in the cage chanted the Buddha's name loudly, with beads of sweat already oozing out of his forehead.

Under the cold gaze of the Dragon Girl, Mou Zi seemed to be under tremendous pressure, and a trace of imperceptible tension flashed across his face.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

The Dragon Girl's worries are not groundless. Sun Wukong's power is indeed strong enough to change the entire world.

If anything goes wrong, it will be something that a mere Buddhist disciple like him cannot bear.

And this dragon girl is even older than him in terms of seniority.

Mou Zi dared not to consider her words carefully.

Master Mou Zi slowly closed his eyes and began to recite scriptures.

His voice gradually became deeper as he chanted, as if he was struggling with his inner fear and hesitation.

As he chanted, beads of sweat gradually slid down his forehead, wetting his white monk's robe.

When he opened his eyes again, Master Mou Zi's gaze had become firm.

He looked at Beng Shi and shook his head.

"Donor Beng, this is a matter of great importance. I cannot give you the seal that can break Sun Wukong's seal. Please forgive me."

"You...you thief..."

In the end, Beng Shi never uttered the three words "thief bald donkey" again.

The hope that had just been ignited was poured with a bucket of cold water on his head, and Beng Shi's mood instantly fell to the bottom.

He took a few steps back, clenched his fists, and let out a mad roar with all the black hair on his body standing up.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me? You...you are a bunch of scoundrels who don't keep their words. Just wait for me."

"I'm going to find that old man and have him wipe out all of you thieves and scoundrels."

After saying that, Beng Shi picked up the axe on the ground and rushed out like mad.

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the canyon.

Looking at Beng Shi's disappearing back, Cheng Feng felt a little depressed.

This weirdo was too obsessed with rescuing his ancestors.

It's not me who won't let you save your ancestors, so why do you want to find someone to destroy me? Besides, I even pleaded for you.

A mountain breeze blew by, and a hint of bloody smell rushed into Chengfeng's mouth and nose, and his heart shuddered.

Only then did he remember Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, who was still unconscious on the ground.

Chengfeng turned around and ran towards where Zhao Zilong was.

Zhao Yun in front of him had a pale face, bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, and his collar was stained with blood. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Chengfeng quickly squatted down and gently patted Zhao Zilong's cheek, anxiously and concernedly: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, how are you?"

After a while, Zhao Yun opened his eyes slightly. When he saw it was Chengfeng, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Cheng... Brother Chengfeng, thank you very much for saving me."

Seeing Zhao Yun's appearance, Chengfeng's eyes revealed deep worry.

"Don't talk yet, you are seriously injured and need to rest well."

Chengfeng carefully helped Zhao Yun up and found a place for him to lean on.

He took out the kettle, poured some water, and washed the blood off Zhao Yun's face.

While he was busy, the voice of the Dragon Girl came from behind him: "Chengfeng, is he your friend?"

Chengfeng turned around, with a hint of disbelief in his surprise.

"Sister Dragon Fairy, you... you know my name?"

The dragon girl chuckled, with a faint smile on her lips: "You call me sister?"

Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then he understood the meaning.

In this world, some people don't like being called old, and the fairy Dragon Girl should be the same.

Cheng Feng quickly changed the subject: "Dragon Fairy, I was a little surprised that you could call out my name just now."

"I was a little flustered for a moment, so please forgive me, Fairy. Fairy, do you know me?"