Fengshenzhi, this Nezha is very stable

Chapter 182 Wukong Comes East
Soon, everyone figured out the mystery of the Guigu Eight-tone God Eliminating Formation, as well as its operation rules, and also knew its power.

Lu Buwei smiled and said: "Everyone, the national teacher should be on the verge of falling. Let's mobilize the formation first, so as not to be sensed by the other party, and the success falls short."

Xiaoyaozi sneered and said, "Don't worry, Poverty Dao is messing up the secret again, not to mention a national teacher who has not yet broken through to the Great Luojin Fairyland, even a peak quasi-sage, his spiritual wisdom will be blinded, and he won't notice it."

Everyone stood in their respective positions, disappeared in a flash, and the school grounds were still empty without any change. It was as if the eight people had never appeared before.

Nezha came to the side of the school field with one person, looked at the empty school field, raised a little vigilance, but couldn't detect anything wrong.

"Didn't you say that the king summoned me? Where is the king?" Nezha asked, staring at the person who delivered the order.

The man's expression didn't change at all, he said in a calm and unhurried manner: "I don't know, the king only asked me to invite the national teacher to come here, and said to let the national teacher go there, maybe the king has something to do, so he will be here a little later."

Although this person's expression remained unchanged, Nezha still sensed something was wrong. He knew that this person was very nervous, but he hid it well.

But Nezha tested it several times, and knew that although this person was a Qi trainer, his cultivation level was extremely low. He could blow the opponent to death with a single breath, and even if the opponent held the Zhuxian sword, he would not be able to cause any harm to him.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking? King Qin simply asked me to come here?"

Nezha was puzzled, and continued to follow the man. When he came to the middle of the school field, he felt a warning sign in his heart. When he was about to leave, time and space changed, and he had already come into a white mist.

The mist seemed simple, but it was filled with a strange power, which made him unable to perform the instant body spell, nor could he tear open the space, so he could only walk on foot.

Just when he was wondering, there were ethereal and pleasant voices from all directions.

The sound was very incoherent, as if someone was plucking the strings once and for all. Although they were plucking indiscriminately, the sound was very pleasant, like the sound of the Nine Heavens, which made people forget all their troubles after hearing it.

Not long after, the voice began to become more and more coherent, slowly forming a tune.

The surrounding mist also began to change, slowly surging, and a group of dancing ladies emerged, dancing with the ethereal sound, which made people couldn't help clapping and clapping together.

Nezha stayed there for a while, motionless, then slowly closed his eyes, listening to the fairy voice quietly.

The eight people who were presiding over the formation all showed a hint of joy when they saw Nezha being bewitched by the eight sounds of Guigu and slowly falling into the formation.

As time passed, streaks of golden light appeared between Nezha's brows, which was a sign of the collapse of the primordial spirit. Once the golden light flowed out, it meant that the primordial spirit completely dissipated, leaving a vacant body, and there was no such person in the world.

Lu Buwei presided over the main stone pillar among the eight stone pillars, and directed the other seven people to cooperate, so that the Guigu Eight-tone God Elimination Formation was running faster and faster, and the golden light between Nezha's eyebrows became more and more intense, flowing faster and faster.

But those golden lights did not dissipate completely, but gathered between the eyebrows, forming a ball of golden pills, which condensed and did not disperse.

"What's going on? Why didn't this person's primordial substance flow out? Impossible?"

Seeing that Nezha's primordial substance flowed out of the sea of ​​consciousness, it was not melted by the eight sounds of Guigu, but instead gathered between the eyebrows and condensed into pills.

This is completely different from what he imagined. If all the primordial substance flows out but does not melt in the end, is it considered a success?

Nezha still closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was completely intoxicated in the octave rhythm, swaying gently with the rhythm.

National Teacher's Office.

Long Ji and Ao Luan, who were in meditation, woke up suddenly. They searched the mansion for a long time but failed to find Nezha, so they continued to contact through the breath of Nezha left for them, but there was still no response.

Not only could they not be contacted, but the two women became more and more panicked, as if they were about to lose a very important relative, which made them unable to concentrate on their spiritual practice.

"Sister, what should we do? Something must have happened to your husband, but we don't even know where he is, what should we do?" Ao Luan's face was pale, and his eyes were full of panic.

Although Longji's expression was calm, he was also panicked inside. Knowing that what Ao Luan said was true, Nezha must be in an extremely dangerous situation, and this time he is very likely to die.

"Realist Taiyi is still retreating, otherwise, it will be easy." Long Ji paced back and forth, whispering.

"Sister, why don't we go to the Heavenly Court and ask the Jade Emperor for help?" Ao Luan patted his head and said.

Long Ji smiled wryly and said: "Sister, my husband once told me that during this time, he and my father may meet each other, and I will not be allowed to go to heaven until the end of the human struggle."

Ao Luan stomped her feet impatiently and said, "Then what should I do? The other real people of Chanjiao are all hidden from the world, and I don't know where they are going. Who should I ask for help?"

Long Ji said: "The lineage of Huaguoshan is the lineage left by my husband. It is powerful and should be able to help. I will contact you right away. Sister, you can activate the big formation of the National Teacher's Mansion. Don't let it go!" Let outsiders come in, we can't cause trouble to our husband."

Ao Luan finally calmed down after hearing the Huaguoshan lineage, and quickly activated the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to prevent others from breaking into the National Teacher's Mansion.

This is what Nezha often told them. As long as the two of them have nothing to do, it is the best help for him. Although the words are hurtful, the two of them also know the truth, so they can only agree with a wry smile.

In the west of Kyushu, there is a Lingtai square inch mountain, and there is a cave on the mountain, which is the three-star cave of the oblique moon.

On this day, Patriarch Bodhi walked out of the cave and waved to a golden-haired ape who was practicing sticks in the distance.

"Wukong, come here."

The golden-haired ape hurriedly jumped up and down, and when he walked, he limped and limped.

"Patriarch, what do you want from me?"

"Wukong, there is no permanent banquet in the world. The relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice is over. Today you should go down the mountain." Patriarch Bodhi sighed.

When the golden-haired ape called Wukong heard this, he jumped up and down, screaming strangely, and said, "Patriarch, Patriarch, why did you drive me away? Did I do something wrong?"

Patriarch Bodhi smiled and said: "You didn't do anything wrong, but someone else did. I taught you the somersault cloud, 72 changes and the great celestial art. You have completed it, and you can live forever. Your purpose of coming here is already Reached, it’s time to end your karma.”

Wukong asked suspiciously: "Fix my karma? What karma do I have?"

Patriarch Bodhi patted Wukong on the head, and said: "Just go to Huaguo Mountain, and you will know it when the time comes. If you go, you will definitely cause trouble. Don't say that you are my apprentice, otherwise, I will know it.

At that time, I will have my own way to catch you hozen, peel your skin and cramps, crush your bones and throw ashes, and press your soul into the Nine Nether Hell, so that you will never be reborn forever. This is the magic weapon given to you by the teacher, you go. "

Wukong took a stick handed over by Bodhi Patriarch, bowed nine times, turned and left with tears in his eyes, leaped into the sky, attracted somersaulting clouds, and headed east.

(End of this chapter)