Chapter 100 The Mysterious Monk

The abbot monk was stunned to find that all these monkeys seemed to be intelligent, and their cultivation was not weak. At least a few of them rushed into the nearby battle as soon as they appeared, and kicked everyone. Turn over, grab the golden light and run away.

Among the few people who were kicked over, there were casual cultivators at the Golden Core level.

Just for a moment, hordes of monkeys flew towards them with several golden lights, and behind them were many monks who were in a state of embarrassment and did not give up. But when they saw the huge Monkey King and the golden cudgel in front of them, they stopped one by one. .

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand to take back several golden lights, and the little monkey in front of him also dissipated spontaneously.

There were seven groups of golden light. Wang Sheng looked intently and found the same thing wrapped in the golden light, such as Buddhist beads, wooden fish, pestle, and small Buddha statues. In addition, there were eight golden books in Wang Sheng's hand.

More and more monks came chasing after the golden light, all staring greedily at the golden light. Although Sun Wukong was so powerful, they were still eager to try. Finally, a monk came out out of the crowd, seemingly speaking out of righteousness.

"Senior, according to the number of Heaven's Dao Qi, the luck of Buddhism has reached the end. These treasures of luck should be obtained by those who are destined. Is it too much for senior to monopolize it alone?"

The rest of the monks agreed, Sun Wukong looked really powerful, but subconsciously they still thought that he was the top of the golden elixir, and there was nothing to be afraid of when they worked together with so many monks.

Gradually, the voice became louder and the tone became more and more impolite.

Sun Wukong raised his head steeply, a pair of golden spirits radiated golden lights, intimidating all directions with incomparable power, everyone was silent for a while, but then found that Sun Wukong was not looking at them, but behind them.

Thousands of meters behind the monks, a young monk with a plain face came step by step.

At this time, he seemed to have noticed Sun Wukong's gaze, raised his head and smiled slightly, and then stepped forward and passed all the monks, and came to the front of Monkey King.

"Amitabha, where did the donor come from?" The voice was flat but spread across the sky.

Wang Sheng's eyes were serious, he didn't see the difference in this monk, but the Monkey King beside him grinned and slowly picked up the golden cudgel under his feet. He immediately knew that there must be something wrong with the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Sun Wukong stared at him intently, "My old grandson seems to have seen you somewhere."

The young monk smiled again, "There are thousands of faces in the world, and there are always people who look similar to the poor monk. The benefactor may have seen it before."

"Hey, it does make sense." Sun Wukong grinned, holding up the golden hoop with one hand, "But I don't know why, my old grandson always wants to hit you with a stick just because he sees you unhappy!" The cudgel brought up a phantom, and hit the young monk hard.

"Amitabha." The monk didn't dodge, but sat cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes and seemed to start chanting.

The golden cudgel hit the top of the monk's head with strong power, the surrounding space trembled, and the air waves scattered, and the surrounding monks had no resistance and were blown away far away.

Wang Sheng also had no choice but to leave quickly.

He stared closely at the monk's position, where a ball of golden light suddenly rose to surround the monk, and he easily blocked the golden cudgel.

"What a bald donkey, give me another stick from my old grandson!" Sun Wukong yelled violently, holding the golden hoop, he leaped fiercely, his huge figure was like a hill in the air, and then fell with a crash.

With a loud bang, the space around the monk was shattered, and the strong wind overturned the ground, but the monk in midair was still firmly protected by a layer of golden light, and he was unscathed.

Wang Sheng was shocked when he saw it. How sacred is this monk? Even if the great saint's cultivation is suppressed here, these two blows are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Amitabha, has the hostility in the donor's heart been released?" The monk opened his eyes and smiled at Monkey King.

Sun Wukong's fiery eyes did not blink, as if he wanted to see the monk clearly, but no matter how he looked, the monk in front of him was just an ordinary monk, with a mortal body and no abnormal appearance.

He chuckled, abruptly retracted his magical powers and shortened to his normal appearance, and his body flashed in front of the monk, with a monkey face that seemed to be stuck on the monk's face, "My old grandson hates the two Buddhist bald donkeys the most in my life, but now you have become I won the third one, but my old grandson sees that you have the same virtues as the first bald donkey, so I have to give you another stick anyway!"

When the words fell, Monkey King's body flickered, and eight identical monkeys appeared in all directions, holding a golden stick in each hand, and at the same time, they slammed down on the monk's head with a loud roar.

"Amitabha!" The monk closed his eyes, and the golden light around him reappeared.

'boom'!

The sound propagated extremely fast in the air, but faster than the sound, all the four spaces visible to the naked eye were completely shattered. Unlike last time, this time the entire Pure Land space was shattered, and the cracks that existed in the sky spread steeply and connected into one A large black hole in the sky.

But Wang Sheng still stared closely at the monk wrapped in golden light, the eight sticks fell at the same time, the golden light flourished, and then cracks appeared with a 'click' sound, but they were not completely broken in the end.

"Amitabha, the donor's three sticks have passed, so I should go back and forth from where!"

The majestic sound of the Buddha was deafening, and Wang Sheng suddenly saw a golden palm that grew from small to large and slammed into the distance from far to near. Under the palm, a monkey covered in clothes laughed loudly, "So it's you, old man!"

Wang Sheng's heart moved slightly, does the Great Holy Lord know who this person is.

In the end, the void fluctuated, and a black hole in space appeared. The Great Holy Lord was sent into it, and the golden palm was slowly retracted.

Wang Sheng was no exception, but the world was turned upside down, he seemed to see the monk take a deep look at himself.

The sky was shining brightly in front of him, Wang Sheng quickly stood up, but found a high mountain shrouded in golden light in front of him.

This is Songshan, he came out of the pure land space!

There were many monks who were thrown out together, flying up and down in the sky, and as soon as he appeared, the huge body of faith immediately attracted everyone's attention.

There was a moment of silence, and then someone suddenly shouted.

"Catch him, he still has a Buddhist Qi Luck treasure in his hand!"

Immediately, several scorching fire dragons engulfed him completely. Wang Sheng's eyes turned cold, and he habitually pinched out the sword formula. Countless sword qi flew out of the flames and covered all directions, looking for the hostile position to stab at him fiercely. .

Immediately, screams sounded, and several escaped light fled in a hurry, leaving behind several stumped limbs and arms.

Stepping out of the flames, Wang Sheng glanced around. The surrounding monks finally knew how powerful he was, and they all drove away from the light. But at this moment, his heart beat suddenly. He found that after this move, his confidence and divine body had slightly dissipated. .

He was slightly stunned, and then carefully sensed that there was no mistake, it was indeed slowly dissipating, and he could no longer hear the slightest call in his heart. He raised his palm, and the white jade Buddha statue still existed, but not only did it not emit light, it was also split from top to bottom With a small crack, he touched it lightly, and the Buddha statue was easily taken down.

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