Before the fairy dome hall and the side hall.

Zhu Bajie was sitting on the ground complaining, his face was full of frustration and helplessness, he wanted to bring Chu Wanqiu out of this side hall, but he couldn't.

The three-zhang forbidden area in front of the gate of the side hall is only a short distance, but it has become an absolutely insurmountable moat.

"What's going on?"

Zhu Bajie suddenly realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously turned the pig's head and glanced at the sky, it didn't matter, he was so frightened that the pig chrysanthemum shrank violently, and the whole pig jumped up with four hooves on the spot.

Three times five divided by two, Zhu Bajie rushed to a big tree at the edge of the side hall, and actually climbed it directly, but no one saw it, otherwise he would definitely exclaim.

As the old saying goes, 'If a man is reliable, a sow will go up the tree'.

No one knows whether the sow will go up the tree, after all, I haven't seen it, but Zhu Bajie, the boar, is really on the tree, and the speed of the tree is fast.

"Uncle!Why did this thing come here?!Travel?!"

Between the trees, a white and tender little pig hid among the leaves, a pair of squinting eyes through the cracks in the leaves, looking at the blue-white long-haired man who stepped down from the sky, with doubts in his eyes.

"Helping children... Isn't this thing doing the Southern Patrol God Heavenly Monarch?!Why did you come to this place after eating and having nothing to do!"

Of the thirty-six heavens, except for the first realm heaven and the second, third, and fourth realms of heaven guarding the first realm, the remaining thirty-two realms are divided into four directions, and one direction has eight realms.

Take, for example, the eight realms in the south.

The eight realms of heaven all have their own rulers, and above the kings, according to the level of the priesthood, there are the right heavenly monarchs of the southern patrol, the left heavenly monarch of the southern patrol, and finally the divine heavenly monarch of the southern patrol, the left heavenly monarch and the right heavenly monarch each control the four realms of heaven, and the divine heavenly monarch has the right to control the left and right heavenly monarchs and the eight palace monarchs.

The position of the Divine Heavenly Monarch is generally held by the Holy Power, appointed by the Jade Emperor himself, and all of them are the cronies of the Jade Emperor.

And before Fu Tong became the leader of the Tenth Immortal Guardian Realm, he was the Southern Patrol God Heavenly Monarch.

But...

Before becoming the Southern Tour God Heavenly Monarch, Futong also had another priesthood for a long time, and it was this priesthood that made Zhu Bajie have to run up the tree.

It's not that he's scared to jump up the tree so quickly, because Futong will definitely not hurt him, it's more... He felt that it was too embarrassing to face Futong.

The name of the priesthood held by Futong in the past was 'Deputy Marshal of Tianhe Arctica', known as Deputy Marshal of Fubei at that time, and the Marshal of Tianhe Hebei at that time was Zhu Bajie's previous life, Tianpeng, that is, Marshal Tianpeng, who was known as 'Merry and Suave'.

Other words...

Back then, Futong was Zhu Bajie's deputy when he was Marshal Tianpeng.

It's no wonder that Zhu Bajie looks weird and embarrassed, his deputy has been promoted year after year, but he has become such a pig, and even his cultivation and golden body have been sealed clean.

"This thing used to be cold, after so many years, it still looks like a father who doesn't love his mother..."

Zhu Bajie was lying on the tree muttering, and at this time, Futong also stepped in front of this side hall, looking at the side hall in front of him with a pair of calm eyes.

There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and he could clearly feel the Sanzhang area in front of the door of this temple, which contained a holy aura...

This... It was in line with his guess.

That guqin is not an innate spiritual treasure, nor is it an innate treasure, but it has the ability to induce the most holy breath, so there is only one explanation, and it is also the one that Futong is most looking forward to.

Guqin, Hongmeng holy weapon!

Step by step, Futong walked towards the side hall unhurriedly, and even stepped through the three-zhang forbidden area without the slightest abnormality, until he walked in front of the door of this side hall.

"Holy!"

Zhu Bajie's heart ached, seeing this scene and almost fell from the tree, he first saw the goods of Futong, and for a while recalled the past in his heart, but he just remembered to save face for himself, but he forgot... This cargo must have to do something to get to this place.

And this kind of place, the only place that can interest the Holy Monk is Chu Wanqiu in this side hall.

"Your second uncle and grandfather's! Old pig, I remember that you are not lustful! Why are you looking for a sister in the first place! Besides... It's not good for you to find anyone, you have to find that dead monkey's girl!"

Zhu Bajie clung to the tree, he didn't dare to make a sound, when he was Marshal Tianpeng in the early years, this thing was a dead face, and now he is not his boss, and it is useless to go out.

The door of the side hall, Futong's eyes are full of expectation, the door... Slowly pushed away.

"Brother Monkey! Brother Monkey, you're coming back soon! If you don't come back, your wife will be arrested~!"

Zhu Bajie howled in his heart, although he didn't know what the difference between Qin Feng coming back and not coming back, after all, Qin Feng at this moment... It's not a match for Futong.

Now...

Beyond the Kunlun Mountains.

Qin Feng had actually returned to Kunlun Mountain, but... He can't get in!

The entire Kunlun Mountains look no different from the past, but... But there are bursts of strange winds, whistling and blowing outside this mountain, it is the existence of these winds that envelops the entire Kunlun Mountain, turning into an invisible wall of wind, and it is impossible to step into it at all.

"Damn it!"

Qin Feng scolded secretly, there was a resolute look in his eyes, he had tried many times before, but he couldn't break through the wind screen in front of him.

In his body, the 'Thumb Peach' began to have a majestic aura gushing out, circulating between Qin Feng's meridians, and his cultivation was... It's starting to skyrocket!

In just an instant, the lower grade of the catastrophe was broken, the middle grade, the upper grade, the peak... Rumble!

Mahayana subgrade... Medium grade!

And this speed is getting faster and faster, Qin Feng's whole body is glowing with a slight peach aura, and there is also a golden light, which is the eight or nine Xuan Gong protecting the internal organs in the body, so as not to damage the foundation in the process of rapid improvement of cultivation.

The hand rested on the ear and shook it violently, and the golden hoop stick was in the hand!

He hasn't used the golden hoop stick for a long time, just because he is afraid of exposing himself, but now he doesn't have time to take care of it so much, the golden hoop stick refines the ten dragons, and Sun Wukong used half of the Hongmeng purple gas to refine it back then, which can be said to be a real Hongmeng holy weapon.

Only with the golden hoop rod can there be a glimmer of possibility, and a hole in this wind screen.

Holding the golden hoop stick tightly with both hands, Qin Feng's breath was soaring wildly as he absorbed the pure spiritual power in the thumb peach, and it was also one stick after another, smashing on the same point, trying to make a point on the wind wall that shrouded Kunlun Mountain.

All it takes is a small bite, and that's enough!

But...

No matter how Qin Feng smashed it, this wind wall was as immovable as a mountain, and not even a ripple rippled out.