Rebirth of Journey to the West

Ancestor Long quickly asked who this person was, and Zhu Ganglie smiled and said: "This person has the supernatural power of Great Sun Tathagata Buddha, and his cultivation is much better than mine. With his help, we will definitely get rid of evil and take away his innate immortal aura."

The Black Dragon Ancestor was silent. If Zhu Ganglie really invited an immortal master, he was afraid that after the evil was eliminated, he would be the next one to deal with. Seeing this, Lao Zhu hurriedly said: "My fellow Taoists must have seen this person before. Among the nine people who besieged Hongjun that day, the Taoist in red was the Great Sun Tathagata, also known as Taoist Master Lu Ya. He had a The magic of the sect can be used to kill immortals with flying knives, which no one can defeat."

The Black Dragon Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lu Ya was powerful, he still didn't care about him. The three-legged golden crow could split mountains and crack rocks and tear the continent into pieces. The immortal-killing flying knife could kill people's spirits and break their bodies. But These two skills cannot restrain the Chaos Soul and Chaos Body. After all, he is a demon god born in chaos, and his physical body is naturally as strong as the eighth-turn golden body. How can it be matched by acquired Taoism?

Ancestor Black Dragon smiled and said: "That's it, Ancestor Zhu Ba, go back quickly. As for your two Taoist friends, please stay here. I am the master and should take care of you." But he wanted to leave Wukong and The six-eared macaque was used as a pledge to prevent Zhu Ganglie from ever leaving.

The six-eared macaque glanced at Zhu Ganglie one after another, hinting that he should not agree to avoid falling into the hands of the black dragon. Lao Zhu just pretended not to see it and said with a smile: "Then I'll ask fellow Taoist to take care of it. Fellow Taoist's gourd of good fortune is still of some use to me at the moment. It will definitely be returned in half a year."

This gourd of good luck is extremely important to Black Dragon. His courage to fight against evil is partly due to the aura of this treasure to restrain evil. Hearing this, he immediately said: "This treasure is extremely important. It has not yet been matured for sacrifice. Fellow Taoist, use it with caution, within half a year." You must come back quickly so that I can have time to perfect it."

Zhu Ganglie readily agreed, left Wukong and Liu Er behind, and got up. The black dragon ancestor treated Wukong and the two attentively, and ordered ten dragon gods to follow them in front of them. It was called serving, but it was actually monitoring them. Wukong remained calm and continued to meditate, but the six-eared macaque was extremely anxious. Jumping around him, finally unable to bear it any longer, he whispered in the monkey's ear: "Senior brother, the young master left us here just to see how brave the Black Dragon Demon God is, so he ran away!"

Wukong ignored it, and Liu Er said again: "What kind of relationship does he have with Lord Lu Ya? He clearly took the opportunity to escape and made us the scapegoats. Senior brother, according to my idea, it is better for us to find an opportunity to escape!"

Wukong was impatient by his quarrel. He opened his eyes and said, "Although he is cunning and scheming, and is not a good person, he has one good thing, that is, he keeps his word. This alone is a hundred times better than others! You I have been dating him for a long time. Have you ever seen him break his promise?"

The six-eared macaque scratched his head and thought about it carefully. Although Zhu Ganglie was joking and joking on weekdays, he had never seen him break his promise, so he felt relieved.

Let's say that Zhu Ganglie transformed into a pig-shaped dragon, with his huge body coiled on the arm of Hongjun's incarnation, flying over Yuanyuan Continent and looking around. But I saw that the entire continent was like a melting pot, with lava rolling everywhere and demonic flames flying. Those countless ancient poisonous dragons roasted the ancient wasteland into charcoal, and the heat was unbearable. The bells in the two true palaces of the sun were still ringing loudly and far away. The bell rang, and thousands of poisonous dragons were killed. The huge body fell from the air, splashing hundreds of meters of magma waves.

Although the demonic flames of the ancient poisonous dragon are powerful, not all living creatures in the continent are extinct. There are still millions of mountains shooting out all kinds of fairy lights in the rolling fire, immobilizing the surrounding flames, and the mountains are surrounded by auspicious clouds. These caves in the mountains are mostly the residences of the ancient indigenous masters. Seeing the approaching disaster, they would take action to protect a living being, which can be regarded as an immeasurable meritorious deed.

As for the dead creatures. The souls were floating without roots, and many evil cultivators began to use various evil methods to collect the souls in the air and prepare to cultivate powerful magic treasures.

Of all the souls, the ones that attract evil cultivators the most are the souls of ancient poisonous dragons. These poisonous dragons have been reborn and reborn in the Palace of the Sun, and have long since trained their souls to be extremely tough. They are really good materials for training evil treasures!

Zhu Ganglie had already sacrificed the gourd of good fortune and tried his best to collect the wandering souls. As soon as the gourd came out, countless souls whimpered and screamed, and were involuntarily sucked into it. Those low-level qi practitioners couldn't compete with him at all, so they could only stare blankly. There were only three or five places in the ancient continent where strong gravity could be heard, which was no less powerful than the gourd of good fortune.

One of them is in the Zixiao Palace in the Great Kunlun Mountains. Dark clouds are billowing above the head of the Buddha. Countless wronged souls are sucked into the forehead and poured into the body continuously. However, the body of the Buddha is suddenly big and small, and there are hundreds of them. It is as huge as ten thousand feet, but as small as a mustard seed.

The purpose of his move was the same as Zhu Ganglie's, to attract the lonely souls from the ancient world and forcibly refine and repair his own soul. Although the ancient poisonous dragon's soul was tough, it was still too weak compared to Hongjun's original soul. Therefore, Emperor Shi Tianwang Every time the Buddha absorbs a batch of souls, he must compress and refine them.

His magical powers are getting stronger and stronger, and the power he arouses is also getting bigger and bigger. It is no less than the gourd of good fortune, which makes the Buddhist guardian spirits of the Kunlun Mountains see it, and they are both frightened and admired.

Another powerful place to attract souls is in Yuanyuan University

One of the mysterious places is a deep canyon, unfathomable, with crescent moons coming together, so the natives of the prehistoric times call it February Valley. When the bell of Sun Palace rang, thousands of golden lights rushed up from the valley, and the golden lights were like swimming dragons, going around and around. Those souls were attracted by the golden light and threw themselves into the valley.

Many capable monks knew that an innate treasure must be born at the bottom of the valley, and they poured into the valley to search for it, but no one came out alive. The souls trapped in the valley are like mud cows entering the sea, disappearing without a trace. When the other great monks saw this, they knew that the power of this magic weapon was beyond imagination, and they might not be able to take it out, but they were reluctant to leave, so they all stood on February Mountain and watched.

Not long after, countless varnish monsters suddenly crawled out of the valley. They were covered in mucus, and they were green dragons hundreds of feet from head to tail. They scrambled out of the valley, plowed deep grooves on the ground, and swarmed away. After a while, I saw another group of monsters crawling out of the valley. They were monks who had just entered the valley to hunt for treasures. They were mixed with dragons and snakes. They lost all their magic weapons and ran out naked. They were covered in mucus and their faces were dull. The acquaintances of the monks quickly found their acquaintances to inquire, but they didn't know what happened in the valley or who they were, just like a newborn baby.

When the monks saw this situation, they were frightened and no longer dared to go into the valley to check, so they dispersed one after another. .

While holding the soul-searching gourd, Zhu Ganglie broke through the fire cloud covering the continent, soared up to the True Palace of the Sun, broke through the huge bubble, went deep into it, and found the Eastern Palace, only to see eight ancient blue dragons hiding in the palace. , shivering with fear, trembling into a ball.

The bells coming from the depths of the sun became more and more urgent and continuous, making the entire sun tremble. Infinite flames spewed out, and the true fire of the sun was also blasted into the universe, with flames rolling everywhere.

Zhu Ganglie asked loudly: "Those eight idiots, where is your master?"

The eight giant black dragon teeth were clashing up and down, making clanking sounds. They were just trembling, foaming at the mouth, and couldn't speak. Lao Zhu shook his head when he saw this, got up and went to the depths of the sun. After walking an unknown number of miles, he arrived at the core of the sun. He saw that the original chaotic energy had long since melted away, leaving only six ancient large bells hanging in the air. The wind automatically makes a clanging sound.

Under the six big bells stood a man in a dragon robe. He had a strange and handsome appearance, with eyebrows like a phoenix. He was not angry and intimidating. He was wearing a majestic yellow dragon robe. He looked like a king. He was frowning and asking, kneeling on the ground in front of him. The red-clothed Taoist said: "You are such an unreasonable person. I was just born, how can I be related to you?"

The red-clothed Taoist was none other than Taoist Lu Ya. His eyes were filled with tears. He looked at the man infatuatedly and murmured: "Father...Father..." His voice came out. From the bottom of my heart, I wept like a complaint, making people unable to stop crying after listening to it.

Zhu Ganglie remembered the origin of Daojun Lu Ya, sighed, came behind Daojun, and said in a daze for a long time: "The Great Sun Tathagata, there is a cloud in the Buddha's Dharma, and all love will be reunited, and it will never last long. This person was just born in the True Palace of the Sun. The gods in it were born with the divine clock and were born in response to destiny. They look somewhat similar to the late Emperor Jun. How can he be your earthly father? Idiot, idiot, have you not woken up yet?"

The god-man under the six-mouth chime suddenly smiled and said: "Dijun? What a good name. From now on, Dijun will be my title."

Daojun Lu Ya trembled, stood up slowly, glanced at the man with complex eyes, shook his head and said: "You are not the emperor, and the emperor is not you, just as I am not the Buddha, and the Buddha is not me." Daojun turned around. He came forward, bowed to Zhu Ganglie, and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for enlightening those who are ignorant."

Zhu Ganglie hurriedly returned the courtesy and said: "Master Dao is just confused by his appearance. Even if I don't mention it, with Master Dao's cultivation, he will wake up sooner or later. Why do you need to thank me?"

Daojun Lu Ya shook his head and said: "I will eventually accept your favor and return it sooner or later." Daojun refreshed his mind, pointed to the sky with one finger, and pointed to the ground with the other, and said loudly: "When my father was born, he established the heavenly palace and worked diligently in the flat world. To maintain the peace of the world, I was attacked because of the calamity. I hereby make a great wish to inherit my father’s last wish, to reestablish the heaven and restore the majesty of the demon clan! Chen Gang, I swear not to attain enlightenment!”

After Daojun finished speaking, a ball of pure air rushed out of his head, and he landed on the ground and transformed into an emperor. He looked like the newly born emperor, but there was an emperor's aura hovering above his head. Taoist Master Lu Ya said to Zhu Ganglie: "Fellow Taoist, a few years ago I made an evil wish to kill Hongjun, but Hongjun died at your hands, so my evil wish could not be fulfilled. Although I kill the good corpse now, I will not be able to prove it in this life. The road is hopeless. Fellow Taoist, you once promised me to be the emperor of heaven and protect my life. "

Lao Zhu nodded and said with a smile: "I have never forgotten, Dao Lord, don't worry. It's just that the person in front of you came into being at the right time. He is destined to be the Emperor of Heaven. How should we deal with him?"

"Kill him of course!" A strange light flashed in Daojun Lu Ya's eyes, and he said indifferently: "The new heaven has not yet been established, and we still need an innate treasure to suppress luck.".