I, the poor monk Tang San, buried the sky, buried the earth, buried all living beings

Mount Xumi was once the dojo of Lingji Bodhisattva!

When Sun Wukong subdued the Yellow Wind Monster, or later when he used the banana fan to extinguish the Flaming Mountain, Sun Wukong borrowed the Wind-Fixing Pill from Lingji Bodhisattva to subdue the strong wind.

It can be said that the entire pilgrimage team has received the grace of Lingji Bodhisattva.

Nowadays, this mountain is no longer a Buddhist temple, but has become a place of killing. On the main peak, several guys wearing steel armor and looking ferocious are escorting the Bull Demon King towards the top of the mountain under the escort of a pair of heavenly soldiers and generals.

The Bull Demon King's body was covered with scars, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he had not rested for a long time. He even walked a little unsteadily.

As the leader of the Seven Great Sages, who possesses the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts and Seventy-Two Transformations, and whose body is like tempered steel and has unlimited energy, the Bull Demon King has never experienced such an experience.

A pair of huge iron rings like handcuffs clamped his thick wrists. In the middle of the iron rings, there was a green crystal stone, shining with a faint green light.

Old Ox climbed the stairs step by step without saying a word, thinking to himself, "I wonder what material these shackles are made of. Not only do they suppress my demonic power, but they also make it impossible for me to use any strength at all..."

"Come on!"

The soldier in the iron armor suddenly pushed the Bull Demon King's shoulder and said impatiently, "The leader is still waiting..."

The old cow suddenly turned around, and its pair of copper-bell-like eyes, shining red, stared at him.

The soldier was startled and shrank back. Then, as if feeling overwhelmed, he coughed lightly and shouted sternly, "Hurry up, hurry up! You're a prisoner, and you still dare to act so arrogant? Believe it or not, I'll break your legs right now!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a sci-fi-looking gun from his waist, aimed it at the Bull Demon King's leg and was about to shoot.

"Hehe..." The Bull Demon King narrowed his eyes, and in his mind he had already put this guy on the death list. He turned and walked towards the top of the mountain.

His steps were weak and powerless, yet his strides remained unwavering. The soldiers behind him finally swallowed their saliva, sheathed their weapons, and were secretly surprised: "This guy, even without any strength, still has such a strong aura!"

Directly above is the temple of Lingji Bodhisattva, which consists of more than a dozen palaces. From a distance, it does not look big, like rows of bungalows, and it seems to cover an area of only a few hundred square meters.

However, the closer they got, the bigger the row of bungalows became. By the time they were close, it had turned into a huge palace-like building. The round domes unique to Buddhism were one after another, looking majestic and magnificent. The overall area was probably several thousand square meters.

"This is the method of a mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru... Haha, no wonder this place is called Little Mount Sumeru. I didn't expect the mountain defense formation to still be useful!"

The Bull Demon King secretly praised the great power of Buddhism. He suddenly raised his nose and asked, then looked towards the hall with a hint of surprise on his face, but the surprise only flashed across his face for a moment, and then he continued to walk in calmly.

"Almost there, almost there... Hehe, Luosha, you've suffered so much. Once I see you, I'll have a chance to take you away..."

Bull Demon King followed the soldiers, walking inside step by step. Soon, he saw two monsters clad in huge metal armor standing in the hall. Bull Demon King secretly thought: They both have weapons that can release light beams in their hands, and there are also swords and axes behind their backs... Hmm, their aura is not strong, but I can sense the hidden power in their chests... That must be the core of this thing... Mechanical technology? Or something else!

Walking further in, I saw a huge iron cage standing in the center. More than a dozen iron chains thicker than human arms tied the cage tightly. In the center of the cage, a woman in palace clothes, who was very beautiful but obviously looked vicissitudes of life, was sitting cross-legged in it with her eyes closed, brows furrowed, and sweat rolling down her forehead. She seemed to be in great pain, and on her hands, she was wearing the same shackles as herself.

"Rakshasa!"

The Bull Demon King could no longer remain calm. Seeing his wife's condition, which seemed to be in more pain than his own, he finally exploded, suddenly broke through the escorting soldiers and rushed towards the iron cage.

However, before he could take three steps, countless red lines suddenly fell from the sky and pierced through the Bull Demon King's body like lasers.

Boom boom boom boom...

Countless flames burst out from his body, and the Bull Demon King suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell to his knees on the ground, and his body was covered with tiny wounds as small as pinholes.

A man in golden armor walked out and stood beside the Bull Demon King. A look of pity appeared on his face as he said calmly, "You'd better not move, otherwise, the next punch will take your life!"

The Bull Demon King looked up and glanced at him, only to see that this guy's armor also had black patterns on it, just like the Taurus Saint he had met before, which looked quite strange.

"A fighter from the same system? Haha, if I weren't restrained by these handcuffs, I could kill him in two moves..."

The Bull Demon King was secretly calculating in his mind, and suddenly he gave a bitter smile.

"Haha, you must feel like you're a tiger in trouble and being bullied by a dog, right?"

A voice came into his ears, but it was not spoken by this soldier.

Behind the iron cage, an old man of short stature walked out slowly with a hunched back.

The Bull Demon King did not see any aura of a superior in him, but he saw in his eyes the wisdom that could only be found in the pupils of a saint.

"who are you?"

The Bull Demon King looked at the old man and said in a deep voice, "Why do you imprison my wife here? What is your purpose?"

The old man chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. Well, for you, you probably haven't even heard of my name! Oh, Princess Iron Fan hasn't suffered any external harm, so you don't have to worry about that... But her soul may be, because she is now trapped in her own nightmare and can't extricate herself. If you can't enter the dream and rescue her, then she is dead!"

The Bull Demon King gnashed his teeth and said, "You used the Rakshasa to lure me here. What is your purpose?"

"It's just to save her, what else could it be?"

The old man had a smile on his face, but Bull Demon King could hear a hint of coldness and inhumanity in it.

“It won’t be that easy!”

The Bull Demon King asked, "You guys can even destroy the Three Realms. Would you capture me for such a trivial matter?"

The old man chuckled and said, "If you say so, then you do have some purpose. However, this is just for an experiment, a... simple experiment!"