Li Yuanfeng walked in the Wa Palace, and saw that the stream was white, the frost was like a lotus, and the wind came from the bamboo forest, dyed with a little verdant. Then, the beads in various shapes fell, sprinkled with joy.

The text is like a bead, and between the collisions, it makes a beautiful sound of water, and then it makes a dingdong and falls to the ground, causing ripples. After thousands of beads landed, they were intertwined with the qi machine, washing away impetuousness, crystal clear and pure white, large and small, rolling around on the ground.

With the passage of time, there are more and more beads on the ground, not to mention thousands, after unfolding, it is like a long river of treasures, mighty and bright, and all the shadows are dispersed.

Grandiose, natural, quiet, firm.

When Mrs. Yuzhen heard the sound, pushed open the window, and saw the whole scene, she was stunned, and immediately reacted, there was a strange light in her eyes.

"Really?"

Mrs. Yuzhen's crown drooped with light, the colors were intertwined like splendor, and her expression was uncertain, compared with the new arrival of the Wa Palace, the ghost car in front of her seemed to have no change in strength, but there was a kind of firmness and self-confidence, which was the calmness of her future after finding the way forward.

What was the amazing insight from the retreat just now?

Li Yuanfeng stood outside, did not enter the hall, and the nine bird heads behind him were slightly raised, and they were miserable and green.

In this retreat, he gained two things.

First, since Sun Wukong's sudden outbreak in the Buddha realm overwhelmed the six-eared macaque to achieve victory, Li Yuanfeng penetrated the mysteries and realized a flash of inspiration at the critical moment, which was very helpful to the impact of the Golden Immortal Avenue.

Second, Li Yuanfeng once used the demon mirror in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall to watch the luck confrontation between Sun Wukong and the six-eared macaque, and now he has reached a new level with the help of Pingtian Pavilion in the Wa Palace, and understands the opportunity for him to impact the Golden Immortal Avenue.

So although Li Yuanfeng didn't speak, he still tidied up his clothes and bowed to Mrs. Yuzhen in front of the window.

"I'll come back next time to see Madame. ”

After Li Yuanfeng saluted, he said a word loudly, then turned around and walked outward, out of the Wa Palace, with a bang, leaving the outer heavens and going to the present world.

"Ghost car,"

Mrs. Yuzhen supported her temples with her hand, and her eyes shone out of the outside of the Wa Palace, where the light was gone, and there was nothing left, leaving only the afterglow like the sunset, and the sky was bright and vast.

"Could it be?"

Mrs. Yuzhen suddenly thought of a little, a little surprised, more incredulous, after a while, she shook her head, returned to the hall, sat down on the cloud couch, showed Qingyun, closed her eyes and recuperated.

It's up to the ghost car himself, if he can really succeed, the Wa Palace will not live up to the name of the Six Holy Lands!

Outside the sky, the Jade Void Palace.

The clouds reflect the snow, and the branches are white.

The back is curved, the curtain shadow is sparse, and the blue smoke is up and down, which lasts for a long time.

Guang Chengzi is also watching Sun Wukong become the son of the real era after the atmosphere of the bull fight, in his eyes, floating gold whistling, crystal clear, clear, there is a kind of vastness and sharpness.

The interior of Buddhism is calmed, and the son of the era is in place, and the two are together and unstoppable.

The great prosperity of Buddhism, when it is released, is artificial, and all of them are in place!

"The son of the era, the future golden immortal. ”

Guang Chengzi is in charge of the Yuxu lineage, and he knows that if he can produce a golden immortal for the effect of the sect, he is a little envious, the son of the era of this era enters the Buddhist gate, and the Buddhist gate is really lucky, and he picked up a golden immortal for nothing.

Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun sat on the chair, the cloud-sleeved coat, fluttering out of the dust, he retracted his gaze, it seemed that the eyebrows were still reflecting the weather that had just penetrated the heavens and the earth, so he picked up the teacup, tasted the tea, and said slowly, "Sun Wukong shows the posture of a golden immortal as the son of the era, but the day he really achieves the golden immortal, it is still very far." The first golden immortal in this era, it won't be his turn!"

The words are sonorous and powerful, confident and chic.

Guang Chengzi glanced at him and didn't say much.

Outside the sky, Shangqing Palace.

This is the dojo opened up by the saint of Tongtian, the outermost periphery is the sky thunder into the sea, the thunderbolt arc shines, after jumping out, the ring is interlocking, big and small, the roar is continuous, and inside, it is three steps on the first floor, five steps and a pavilion, purple clouds and green smoke, intertwined into fun.

There is a female crown, the face is like a girl, the description is dignified and strict, the spirit cloud behind is faint, there is a hidden sword, the edge breaks through the sky, but it is contained but not exposed, within three feet of the body, there is a whistling sound.

As the golden immortal who was in charge of the Shangqing Palace and confronted Guangchengzi, the female crown looked at the inexplicable caused by Sun Wukong and snorted.

The relationship between the Shangqing Palace and Buddhism has always been not harmonious, not only because of the cause and effect of the battle between the gods and goddesses, but more importantly, their conflict on the Tao.

Anyway, in this era, neither side has the idea of backing down.

With a wave of her hand, the female crown blocked the atmosphere attracted by the son of the era outside, turned around, looked at a female fairy in the hall, and said, "Although the monkey in the Buddha Gate has the strength of the Golden Immortal, it is good to be able to ascend the Golden Immortal at the end of the era if he owes the Buddha Gate cause and effect." The first person to ascend to the Golden Immortal in this era depends on you. ”

The fairy sits on the lotus throne, the top door of the Qingyun unfolds, clear and bright, bright and pure, on it, there are two figures, one is similar to the face of the fairy, but the temperament is cold, the cloud bun is double pan morality is pure, the red robe and the white crane are on the top of the pearl, the foot is stepping on the green luan, the auspicious clouds are ten thousand ways, and the other is like the fairy of the heavenly court, the golden wheel of merit behind the back, the palace skirt is gorgeous, majestic and generous, and the hand holds a treasure seal.

Three people, two on top and one on the bottom, have the same appearance, but their temperament is completely different, showing the mystery of the Xuanmen great magic power and the three clears.

The fairy in the hall was none other than the fairy of the clouds, and when she heard the words of the female crown, she just smiled and did not speak.

Perhaps for the vast majority of people, the Golden Immortal is out of reach. But in the eyes of this fairy, this is not the case. She never felt that Jin Xian was a threshold, and the current accumulation was just to be able to catch up with some people in the future, such as the one in the Chaoyin Cave in the South China Sea, or the one who likes to ride a six-tusked white elephant, or the one who rides a green lion, and so on.

The tempering of the year is only for the rise of today!

Outside the sky, Hakkeinomiya.

Qingyun on the top door of the Xuandu Taoist is as deep as water, the air of merit hangs down, the wisps of it, if the canopy is beautiful, it rotates endlessly, he takes back the Taiji diagram in his hand, and his eyes are blue.

For Sun Wukong, the son of the era, he was angry and shook the Quartet, the Xuandu Taoist just glanced at it, and waved his hand, and the jade chime sounded, and the palace door was closed.

No matter what happens in the present world, it can't affect the light clouds and light wind of the Eight Views Palace.

Buddha realm, Daxi Heavenly Spirit Vulture Immortal Mountain Thunder Sound Treasure Temple.

I don't know how long it took for Sun Wukong to stop, the golden light in his eyes gradually faded, and the whole person returned to normal, but it was difficult to see with the naked eye, and a heavy overlapping halo appeared behind him, and his luck was deeply rooted and he couldn't see the bottom.

"Comfortable. ”

Sun Wukong jumped twice in the hall, only feeling unprecedented comfort and pleasure.

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