Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 100 The disaster of
Zhou Xian only felt that he seemed to have a lot of fate with the beads today, the beads in the Zimu River, the beads in the Fountain Spring, and the beads in front of him.

I saw only one orb, shrouded in auspicious clouds, the auspicious mist rising high, and shining brightly. Even though it was still daytime, it still could not hide the orb competing with the sun.

However, facing this bead, Zhou Xian did not dare to reach out and take it at all, just because the owner of the bead already owned it, and it was an existence that he could not afford to offend.

Zhou Xian gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "I'm just kidding, what I'm talking about are just ordinary beads. How could your orb be so magical?"

"There are other Buddhist treasures in the Jisai Kingdom? How come I didn't know about them, old lady?"

I saw an old woman with dragon horns on her head looking at Zhou Xian jokingly, which made Zhou Xian's hair stand on end, and his mind kept on warning frantically.

Before Zhou Xian could explain, the old woman changed the topic and said coldly: "You must be learning the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills."

Zhou Xian felt a surge of hatred rushing towards his face, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the thunder was rolling like the wrath of the sky.

"Mad, why are you so unlucky? This guy can't have anything to do with Sun Wukong!"

Zhou Xian felt his heart tightening, and his mind kept spinning, recalling the details of Journey to the West. After all, the most likely ones that could be related to the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills were Monkey King, the Monkey King, or Erlang Xiansheng, the True Monarch.

"Eight-nine Xuan Gong...Ji Saiguo...can't be her, right?"

As if he thought of something, Zhou Xian's face suddenly condensed and his heart trembled.

"It seems that you already know who I am, old lady? Sure enough, I have something to do with that dead monkey. Anyone who practices the Eight or Nine Mysterious Techniques will die!"

The old woman could no longer suppress the hatred in her heart. Endless frost seemed to freeze the sky and the earth. Thousands of miles around were shrouded in a monstrous hatred. All things gradually withered, and the legal principles were subverted.

"Again?"

The faces of everyone in the Daughter Kingdom changed, and Meng Qi even exclaimed in surprise. They were all too familiar with this scene, but this time it seemed more terrifying than the last time they encountered it in the Moro Kingdom.

In a trance, Zhou Xian seemed to see the old woman transforming into a real dragon that reached the sky and the earth. The real dragon seemed to contain a real world in the cave. The laws of heaven and earth were intertwined around her, and the laws were subverted with every move.

"Demon King!"

Zhou Xian's expression changed dramatically. The demon king of the demon race corresponded to the Dharmakaya Human Immortal. The Dharmakaya and the physical body were completely merged to form the Dharmakaya, giving birth to a true spirit. The laws of the Dharma were embedded in them, and he became a land immortal.

The inner scene evolves towards the real world and begins to practice in a world of its own. It can physically travel the universe and travel thousands of miles in an instant. When in the real world, its destructive power will be suppressed, but it can still destroy thousands of miles with one blow.

"Didn't you say that all the monsters above half-step Dharmakaya have gone to Lingshan? Why is this old guy still alive? Damn monkey, I'm going to be tricked to death by you!"

Zhou Xian only felt a pain in his face. If the old woman in front of him was as expected, she should be the imprisoned Dragon Mother, the wife of the Ten Thousand Saint Dragon King of Bibotan.

Seeing Zhou Xian's expression changing, Long Po didn't know whether she didn't want to kill him simply, or she had been holding grudges in her heart for too long, so she actually started to talk about it.

The more Zhou Xian listened, the more he felt pain in his balls. This Sun Wukong had left trouble, but he didn't expect it to find him, just because he also practiced the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques...

It turned out that although Long Po was lucky to survive, he was still worse off than dead. His body was pierced with pipa bones and suppressed in the Fulong Temple of Ji Sai Kingdom. Psychologically, he had to suffer the pain of losing his husband and son day and night.

Fortunately, there was still Ba Bo who survived in Bibotan. Although he could not save her because of the seal set by Sun Wukong, he still sent a lot of treasures and barely managed to save her life.

Then hundreds of years ago, it seems that for some reason, Sun Wukong's seal began to weaken continuously, until it completely failed three hundred years ago, and Long Po was able to escape, but because of his excessive injuries, he did not recover until recently.

"I didn't expect that catfish to be so loyal." Zhou Xian couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't expect Ben Bo'er Ba to be so loyal. Without Ben Bo'er Ba's supplies, I'm afraid this dragon mother would have become a dead dragon long ago.

Unexpectedly, Long Po sneered and said, "Haha, he's just a loser who covets my skills."

Immediately afterwards there was another burst of cynicism, and I don't know what Ben Bo'er Ba, who had turned into dung, felt.

He didn't know what Ben Bo'er Ba was thinking, but at this moment Zhou Xian felt like there were ten thousand mythical beasts running around in his heart.

Seeing that Long Po was still chattering away, looking like a resentful woman in the palace, Zhou Xian's eyes moved slightly, and the scene inside his body changed, and an invisible wave enveloped all directions.

In an instant, the heaven and earth stagnated, all things were still, and a Dharma image emerged, like the master of all things, making a fist seal with his hand to suppress all ways.

However, Long Po was only stagnated for a moment and then recovered, and the old voice sounded again.

"Good boxing skills, but it's a pity that the cultivation level is a bit poor."

Long Po looked at Zhou Xian jokingly, as if he saw something interesting. He raised his hand and followed the law, and a dragon claw that covered the sky and sun appeared out of thin air.
Under the dragon's claws, the aura emanating from them seemed to collapse the void. Zhou Xian's expression condensed, and the scene inside shook. He raised his hand and struck straight at it with a great fist. However, he found that the dragon's claws only hit it, and then he moved faster. falling speed.

"This old witch's strength is at least the peak of human immortality!"

Zhou Xian frowned, thinking about retreating in his heart. He moved his feet and just wanted to escape into the space, but found that the space at this time had already been blocked by Long Po. The intertwining of Dharma and principles seemed to form a chain to block the space of a hundred miles. dead.

If he wants to break through, he must break the blockade with great strength, but his current half-step Dharmakaya cultivation obviously does not have this ability.

At this moment, I saw a flash of Buddha's light in the distance, forming an illusory door, with clear glass and bursts of Buddha's voice.

"coming."

Zhou Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly communicated with the Tianmen.

"Ok?"

The sudden change made Long Po confused. The dragon's claws stagnated in mid-air. The Buddha's light made her quite unhappy. It reminded her of what happened when she was imprisoned in Fulong Temple. The trace of breath coming from inside made her both hate and fear.

"What's going on? Could it be that the dead monkey hasn't died yet?"

Long Po's face was gloomy. She wanted to destroy the door that disgusted her with one claw, but she didn't move her hands. She hesitated and found that the ant in front of her was raising a middle finger towards her, and then disappeared out of thin air. , leaving only a loud shout that resounded through the sky.

"Old witch, I will definitely kill you when I return."

Hearing this, Long Po was about to get angry, and suddenly the time of the entire world began to freeze, everything fell into stillness, and a gaze dropped from the thirty-third sky.

As if dissatisfied with the results obtained, time in the entire world of Journey to the West began to go backwards, just like a picture album, with sections of time being cut into paintings.

The entire picture album contains all living beings, gods and demons, but one person is missing.

"The past and future cannot be explored, and there is no figure in the timeline? Interesting."

A voice came from the thirty-third heaven, and the timeline of the entire Journey to the West world was restored again, and nothing seemed to have ever happened.

(End of this chapter)