Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 208

In the void, the battle is raging.

The sudden appearance of Jin Chanzi shocked all the immortals.

The brutal and tyrannical aura emanating from the six-winged feathers just now has spread to all directions, so all the immortals know that Jin Chanzi has undergone major changes.

But with only one wing, Jin Chanzi has the strength to participate in the quasi-sage level battle?

Whoa!

Wutian Buddha is still fighting with the fixed number puppets, and the Mieshi Heilian hanging above his head emits purple magic light to cover the surroundings, like a barrier, blocking the magical killing of the eight fixed number puppets.

At the same time, the magic knife in his hand cut out one after another of the magic flame knife light, traversing the void, and constantly beheading these definite puppets.

It's just that the brilliance of the nebula under the sky is also continuously falling down, helping the fixed number puppet to quickly recover from its injuries.

"Can't you really kill him?" Wutian Buddha frowned slightly.

He also tried just now, swallowing the lamp, fearing the grandson, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Dashizhi, but to no avail.

These revived Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are just puppets, without the power of Dharma attainment and merit, and cannot bring any improvement to his strength.

And after being swallowed, the nebula brilliance above quickly condensed these puppets again.

"My Buddha is merciful." Jin Chanzi came to this battlefield, "Brother Jinnara, leave these puppets to me."

"Haha, so this is the real face of you, a long-winded monk!" Wutian Buddha laughed.

He used to practice in Lingshan, and he was an old acquaintance with Jin Chanzi. Seeing Jin Chanzi's appearance now, he naturally admired him a lot.

Jin Chanzi didn't say much, his eyes were compassionate and peaceful, and the other was murderous. He looked at the eight fixed number puppets including Ran Deng and Lu Ya.

"You use the origin of the heaven and the earth to reappear in the world, which violates the natural way of the heaven and the earth, and also hurts this world, so it should be destroyed!"

"Does a fierce beast dare to say that the world is natural?" The eight fixed-number puppets spoke at the same time, their eyes full of majesty and ruthlessness.

"All living beings rely on this world to be born. If the world is in trouble, you should stand up." Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together, his brocade cassock fluttered in the wind, and only fierceness remained on his delicate face.

"Mie!" He opened his mouth slightly, but let out a terrifying roar that resounded in the Three Realms.

Dazzling golden light erupted suddenly, forming an incomparably huge six-winged beast behind him.

Six-winged Cicada!

At the same time, the huge golden cicada dharma opened its huge mouth and swallowed it towards the fixed number of puppets. A power derived from the law enveloped the creatures in front of it.

The numbered puppets such as Ran Deng and Lu Ya turned into streamers at the same time, and flew back.

But Jiaye and Guiche, who were the weakest, were still much slower, and were swallowed by the golden cicada.

"Hmph!" The remaining six definite puppets including Ran Deng and Lu Ya snorted coldly at the same time, but they didn't dare to let Jin Chanzi get close again.

"This deity understands it. Compared with this deity, you and Monkey King are the real demons." Wutian Buddha laughed.

Because the creatures swallowed by the six-winged golden cicada have no chance of resurrection.

"You and Sun Wukong both killed people, but my magic sword didn't drink blood. Isn't it ridiculous?" He immediately gave up these fixed puppets, and killed Nanji Xianweng, Yun Zhongzi, Emperor Qinghua, and Emperor Zhenwu.

At this time, the Antarctic fairy had just escaped from the attack of Monkey King and was still in shock.

In the last battle at Kunlun Mountain, he had seen the strength of Monkey King.

But when he faced it face to face, he could truly feel the power of this monstrous monkey.

That unruly, violent, and fierce aura, as well as the golden magic weapon that seemed to be able to break through everything, made people terrified.

"Sun Wukong... how dare he kill all directions like this!" Nanji Xianweng looked at the Yaochi below with an extremely ugly expression.

I saw that Sun Wukong had created thousands of incarnations outside his body, brandishing the golden magic weapon, wantonly slaughtering the disciples of Chanjiao he brought and those immortals who relied on Chanjiao.

It is conceivable that even if Monkey King can be killed in this battle, their teaching will suffer heavy losses.

"Brother, be careful!" At this moment, he heard Yun Zhongzi shouting from a distance.

Whoa!

Wutian cut out a black magic flame knife light, cut through the void, and struck from above.

"Ah?!" Nanji Xianweng was terrified, he didn't dare to think about Monkey King, he quickly raised his crutch to block it.

when!
As soon as the knife fell, he was directly sent flying.

Although he was blocked, the terrifying World Exterminating Demonic Flame and power burned him to the point where only his flesh and bones were left, and his soul was dimmed.

The quasi-sage was hard to destroy, and he quickly recovered his physical body, but his aura declined by half. If he comes again a few times, he may die!

"You old man is as hypocritical as the Tathagata of Lingshan, and you will die." Wutian Buddha continued to kill.

However, Yun Zhongzi, Emperor Qinghua, and Emperor Zhenwu had already surrounded him.

Although the three of them could see that something was wrong with those fixed-number puppets, this did not conflict with subduing the devil.

As a result, the battle here has become more intense.

All kinds of magic weapons, supernatural powers, divine light, and magic flames continuously flashed and collided in the air, erupting with even more terrifying power, sweeping all directions and destroying countless people.

The sky began to change, and the brilliance of the nebula under the sky flowed, and more nebula-like origins of heaven and earth poured out, as if to cover the entire heaven.

The Heavenly Palace, which was originally shrouded in sunlight, has become ruins.

"Has it finally changed? Not enough, not enough." The Jade Emperor was still sitting in the pavilion above the Yaochi, watching the battles everywhere.

Jin Chanzi fights against the numbered puppets.

Wutian Buddha fought against the Antarctic Immortal, Yun Zhongzi, Emperor Qinghua, and Emperor Zhenwu.

Monkey King is killing all directions, but...

"To Tushita Palace?" The Jade Emperor's expression moved slightly, and his eyes turned to the 33rd heaven.

Just now, Sun Wukong created thousands of incarnations to massacre those disciples and immortals.

The real body gave the six-winged wings to Jin Chanzi, and then disappeared.

Under the fierce battle, few people noticed this.

……

On the other side, Sun Wukong cast a spell with all his strength to hide his figure, fled in the sky above the ruined Heavenly Court, and headed for Tushiita Palace.

"Hey, Monk, this is your real face." He smiled a little more, because he saw Jin Chanzi make a move.

And that wing was simulated when he was taking care of the Peach Garden.

At that time, he guessed that it belonged to Jin Chanzi, but he didn't take it out rashly and return it to the original owner.

Later, after many searches and careful consideration of the six-winged wings, he realized that most of the cultivation of the six-winged golden cicada was hidden in that wing.

To be precise, it was the cultivation level before the cicada sloughed off.

According to the ancient records of Fangcun Mountain, the six-winged golden cicada is the most ferocious beast in the prehistoric world, and its ability is to devour all living beings, and its belly is like a bottomless abyss.

The devoured creatures have no chance of resurrection.

This method of extinction will damage one's own merits and generate karma, so it is necessary to carry out cicada molts like newborns again and again to dispel one's own karma.

And every time before the cicada sloughs off, the six-winged golden cicada will hide its cultivation in its wings and body, leaving it to the next life.

"Jin Chanzi said that he was born in Lingshan, and he was accompanied by Jin Chanzi, so the Tathagata Buddha named him Jin Chanzi. The brocade cassock on his body was refined from the molted body of cicadas."

"Now it seems that there is something hidden in this. Jin Chanzi was not born in Lingshan, maybe there was a problem when he shed the cicada in his previous life, which caused the body and wings to separate."

Sun Wukong thought about it in his heart, and temporarily put these thoughts aside.

Ahead is Lihentian, which is above 33 days, and the Tushita Palace is here.

And here is a way of life that he found after many simulations.

According to the previous simulation, he and Wutian Buddha joined forces to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and when the disturbance finally made the Heavenly Court crumbling, a Pangu banner would fall from the sky to end their lives.

He is now awakening the strength of Jin Chanzi's previous life to deal with those doomed puppets, just to buy himself time to seize this chance of survival.

"The only chance!" The divine light in Sun Wukong's eyes flickered like a light.

Looking at the entire Heavenly Court, who has the strength to stop Pangu Banner?

Tushita Palace, Taishang Laojun!

In the established future, after he ate flat peaches and golden elixir secretly, it was Taishang Laojun who hit him with a vajra carving and made him captured by the heavenly court.

Later, he was thrown into a gossip furnace and tempered with a small fire.

Now after so many years of changes and insights, he certainly knows that there is a problem!

An incarnation of a saint, can't deal with him in the established future?
But right now is not the time to delve into these issues, what he has to do is to steal the golden elixir according to the fixed number, and attract the Taishang Laojun to take action.

Use fixed numbers to deal with fixed numbers!
"If my old grandson hadn't changed everything today, Taishang Laojun would have been preaching with Ran Deng at Zhuling altar."

"The lamp is dead, and now it has become a fixed number puppet."

"So Taishang Laojun didn't go anywhere else recently, he was in Tushita Palace!"

Sun Wukong was thinking about it. Before he went to Yaochi to participate in the peach event, he had inquired about it.

Escape all the way, and soon came to Lihentian.

Although here you can also see the nebula brilliance flowing in the void, and you can see the great battle that almost destroys the heavenly court,

But looking around, it is obviously much cleaner than the following 33 days.

Looking further into the depths of Lihentian surrounded by clouds and mists, one can see a simple Taoist palace.

At the door, there was a blue bull with black horns sleeping soundly, grunting like thunder.

The 33-day war that swept through the heavens failed to disturb him.

"Hey, this Qingniu spirit is quite comfortable!" Sun Wukong blinked his eyes.

In the established future, this Banjiao Qingniu will steal the vajra cut of the Supreme Lord, and go to the lower realm to occupy the mountain and become king, which will become one of the disasters on the way to learn the scriptures.

Now think about it carefully, will the Taishang Laojun be stolen by a mount?
Obviously there is also a problem!

Sun Wukong has speculations in his heart, but now is not the time to make calculations.

Time is running out and the situation is critical, he must sneak into the Tushita Palace as soon as possible to steal the golden elixir.

"How to get in?" Monkey King hid his figure with all his strength, looked at the Tusita Palace from a distance, and scratched his head for a while.

In the established future, the Taishang Laojun is not in the Tushita Palace at this time, and those fairy boys and fairy officials have also been taken to Zhuling Dantai, so he can go in swaggeringly.

Now Taishang Laojun is in Tushita Palace, if he goes in, will he be captured directly?

When he was anxiously hesitating, he saw a fairy boy with a bun and a basket, rushing back from a distance.

"Hey, there it is!" Sun Wukong smiled and raised his hands to scratch his face, and went straight to Xiantong.

　The climax hasn't started yet, why do you say it's the climax now...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)