Journey to the West: I gave Sun Wukong a system at the beginning

Sun Wukong had just sent Kong Xuan and the others away, and he was about to go back to the Water Curtain Cave to practice.

Suddenly, the Void Gate suddenly appeared in front of the demon kings.

A majestic figure stepped out of it, he reached the nine heavens up, and the nine shadows below, and the chaotic qi wrapped around his body, standing in the upper part of the earthly world.

His black hair is like a waterfall, the sun and moon rise and fall in his eyes, and the disillusionment of the stars, like a demon god descending.

When Sun Wukong saw the battle, he secretly became vigilant and waited for the battle.

"Father!"

At this time, the Peng Demon King suddenly bowed and saluted.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he immediately understood the identity of this person, the demon master Kunpeng of the Ancient Demon Court.

However, judging from the Peng Demon King's name for the Kunpeng Ancestor, it seems that the other party has already claimed the title of king of the demon clan.

But out of the relationship with the Peng Demon King and others, Sun Wukong and the Jiao Demon King and others saluted together: "I've seen my predecessors." "

Hmm.

Kunpeng Ancestor nodded slightly, ignoring the Jiao Demon King and the others, but just focused his gaze on Sun Wukong.

"I came here today to ask for a visit to the teacher of the virtuous nephew, and I also asked the virtuous nephew to introduce him on my behalf.

When the Peng Demon King heard this, his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Although he also wanted to meet Sun Wukong's master, he didn't ask for it, just hoping to see it one day.

And his father actually wanted to see Sun Wukong's master as soon as he came.

"Father..."

The Peng Demon King just wanted to open his mouth to dissuade, but the Kunpeng Ancestor raised his hand, the Peng Demon King's eyes flashed, his lips moved, but he finally lowered his head.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he hesitated in his heart.

He knew that his master was a casual and elegant man who had no quarrel with the world.

That's why he pretended to be a woodcutter to guide him at the beginning, and now he has built the appearance of the dojo so ordinary.

But Kunpeng Ancestor is the father of his righteous brother, and now the other party has offered to see his master.

The monkey was entangled for a while.

I didn't want to disturb the master's cultivation, and I didn't want to refute the face of the Kunpeng ancestor.

"Please also ask the virtuous nephew to lead the way.

Sun Wukong was still hesitating, Kunpeng Ancestor smiled slightly, and directly made a decision for Sun Wukong.

When Sun Wukong heard this, the unhappiness in his heart became heavier, and he even wanted to shake his face on the spot.

However, I remembered the appearance of the Peng Demon King who took the lead in Huaguo Mountain and fought bloodily with the immortal officials of the Heavenly Court.

Sun Wukong sighed slightly in his heart, nodded, and opened a door to space: "Senior, please..."

When the Kunpeng Ancestor saw the formation, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he disappeared into the Void Gate.

"Brother Xian..."

Peng Demon King's face was full of guilt, and he gently patted Sun Wukong's shoulder, everything was silent.

Sun Wukong showed a comforting look and entered the Void Gate with the Kunpeng Ancestor.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door of the Taoist temple.

Yang Zhao opened the door and found out that it was Sun Wukong, and his face immediately showed excitement:

"Senior brother!"

"Hmm."

Sun Wukong nodded: "Is the master there?"

Yang Zhao looked at the Kunpeng Ancestor who was following Sun Wukong, and frowned slightly, but still replied truthfully:

"Yes." "

Senior, please come in..."

Sun Wukong raised his hand sideways.

"Hmm.

Kunpeng Ancestor straightened up the clothes on his body, and strode into the Taoist temple with a calm complexion.

When Yang Zhao heard this, the dislike in his heart became even heavier.

When everyone comes here to meet their master, they are careful and respectful.

Like the person in front of him, Yang Zhao is still holding a three-point shelf, and it is the first time Yang Zhao has seen him.

However, given that it was a guest brought back by his senior brother, Yang Zhao didn't say anything, just followed.

"Disciple Sun Wukong, ask to see the master!" After

Sun Wukong entered the Taoist temple, he saluted the high air in front of him.

The next moment, Ye Feng, who was dressed in white and winning snow, appeared in front of Sun Wukong without warning.

"I've seen Shizun!" Sun

Wukong saw the formation and hurriedly bowed his head and saluted.

"I've seen my seniors.

Seeing Ye Feng's appearance so young, Kunpeng Ancestor was slightly shocked at first, and then bowed.

"Master, I came back suddenly today to introduce a senior to you.

Sun Wukong endured the unhappiness in his heart and introduced.

The gift of giving hands is only used by the same generation.

In Sun Wukong's view, even a saint is nothing in front of his master.

Kunpeng Ancestor just put up a shelf in front of him, and even pretended to be so in front of his own master.

However, although Sun Wukong thinks so, Kunpeng Ancestor has diametrically opposite ideas.

In Kunpeng's opinion, whether it was a sectarian disciple or Sun Wukong, Ye Feng had never directly stood up for them.

This is enough to show that the other party is afraid of something.

It is very likely that the other party is just a great power who has just broken through the Holy Realm, and he is not defeated by the Six Saints of the Flood Desolation, so he is so timid.

And he is also a guest in Zixiao Palace, and he is the same generation as the Six Saints, so naturally he doesn't need to be so careful.

In addition, he also has bargaining chips in his hands.

"Why did you come to find this seat?" Ye

Feng asked in a deep voice.

When the Kunpeng Ancestor heard this, he took a few steps forward and said, "Wuka has been in the quasi-saint peak realm for hundreds of millions of years.

"The method of the three corpses passed down by Hongjun Dao Ancestor cannot be sanctified at all, and I ask my predecessors to give me the true method of sanctification. "

If the seniors agree, I can let the seniors become the emperor

of the demon clan and enjoy the massive luck of the demon clan!" Although

the demon clan has declined in ancient times, after hundreds of millions of years of recuperation, it has recovered a large part of its vitality.

The reason why Kunpeng was able to cultivate to the realm of the Three Corpses Quasi-Saint was the credit of this demon clan's luck.

In Kunpeng's opinion, the reason why Ye Feng accepted the disciple Sun Wukong and helped the disciples of the sect was to gather luck.

Now that he proposes to exchange a part of the demon clan's luck for the method of sanctification, the other party should not accept it.

After Kunpeng Ancestor finished speaking, a smile even appeared on his face, as if he had already agreed; it was expected that Ye Feng would agree.

Ye Feng glanced at Kunpeng Ancestor, and said with a calm face: "You are not worthy of being holy.

When Kunpeng heard this, he was stunned.

Sun Wukong was also stunned, and Yang Zhao was even more stunned.

In Yang Zhao's view, his master is very benevolent, and he almost always responds to those who ask for it.

He had followed his master for thousands of years, and it was the first time he had seen him refuse a request from others.

And also in such a resolute way.

Kunpeng's face was pale, his eyes flashed red, the green tendons on his neck were exposed, and his hands were tightly clenched together in his wide robe.

"You... What do you say?"

Kunpeng Ancestor raised his head through gritted teeth and looked at Ye Feng, his face full of hysterical taste.

When Ye Feng heard this, he snorted coldly, and repeated word by word: "You are not worthy of being holy!"