It has to be said that there is indeed a difference between talent and one's own potential, and there is indeed a difference between monks.

Three years, it only took three years, Sun Wukong walked to the twenty-fourth realm where Nezha and others were blocked, and even broke through the pass after half a year of fierce fighting here, riding the dust, leaving Nezha and others behind.

This made Nezha almost so angry that he vomited blood, and scolded this unrighteous monkey for half a month.

Sun Wukong first stepped into the land of sword trials, and the mirage dragon's estimation of the monkey's strength was a little insufficient, so he took special care of him after breaking fifteen or sixteen levels in a row, and forcibly improved the strength of the monkey's opponent in each trial.

But even so, when this monkey is ineffective for a long time, it will often burst out with amazing combat power.

That is a kind of heart that refuses to admit defeat, that is a kind of arrogance that would rather die than bow down;

With a wave of the iron rod, it is unimpeded to move forward, and at the head of the big war, it is necessary to fight to the death without retreating!

The mirage dragon was also helpless at first, for fear that if he really practiced this monkey with amazing qualifications to die here, then Yang Jian would have to dismiss him with a layer of old skin.

Therefore, the mirage was quite jealous of Sun Wukong at the beginning, and he was never able to touch the limit of the monkey.

But after the sixteenth level, the mirage saw that Sun Wukong had begun to surpass the few monks who had originally entered this place, and he was also ruthless, directly in the eighteenth layer of the Shura Life and Death Realm, set up a phantom for the monkey at the peak of the quasi-holy realm, and also took a handful of innate treasures, and beat the monkey directly half to death.

In the illusion, the mirage has the final say, and it stands to reason that the mirage can only make phantoms that do not exceed the realm of its own strength.

But the realm is not the same as combat power, which has long been proven by Yang Jian.

But in the mirage's illusion, what kind of divine blade he wants the phantom to hold is a matter of thought.

Ordinary quasi-saint peaks, if they can only be on an equal footing with Sun Wukong, who has just entered this place, what about the quasi-saint peaks with the blessing of the mysterious formation and one or two innate treasures?

Even if there are eight or nine Xuangong, seventy-two changes, Ruyi golden hoop sticks, and many fighting skills, Sun Wukong can only hit his head and break the bloodstream.

What if you add a few more innate treasures on this basis, and a few more powerful magical means?

It's really not good, do a few more phantoms of the quasi-saint peak, supplemented by exquisite combined attack techniques, if Sun Monkey can still win easily, he will pick up the skin of the mirage and send it to Yang Jian!

Even if Sun Wukong has broken through to the peak of the quasi-saint, it is unknown whether he can defeat the extreme phantom made by the mirage, not to mention, there is always a saint next to the mirage, and the saint will also personally take action when necessary to help the monkey take another step forward in the war.

In fact, the mirage has made great contributions to this matter.

If there was no mirage, even if Yang Jian had an ingenious idea, it would be difficult for this place to test the sword to really take shape.

The mirage's natal supernatural powers are too rebellious, and he has lived for an unknown number of years, witnessing one great world after another, seeing and hearing, and insight, even Pan and Sanqing are incomparable.

If he wants to use mirage to create phantoms, he can completely capture some powerful characters from his memory, and he can't see the slightest flaw at all, and the pattern is not monotonous at all.

As for...... Why did the Mirage and Yang Jian's fighting method back then only use a few strong fierce beasts to turn over and over, and Yang Jian easily saw through the location of the body......

That can only be said to have encountered the evil star of fate, and the natal supernatural power was defeated by Yang Jian's divine eye, and it was a little careless at first.

On the eighteenth floor, Mirage successfully stopped Sun Wukong by taking advantage of the second Shura level.

This made the mirage old-timers really breathe a sigh of relief.

The significance of the place where the sword is tested is to allow these monks to break through themselves and quickly improve their cultivation realm in the fierce battle.

For Mirage, no matter how strong Sun Wukong is when he enters this place, what he has to do is to let Sun Wukong go further, so that he can deal with Yang Jian.

And in the three years that Sun Wukong has been chasing Nezha, most of them have been hovering in front of the eighteenth layer.

At the time of the first defeat, Sun Wukong was a little impatient, ran to the side and swallowed half a pot of pills, and after healing for half a day, he broke in again without waiting for himself to fully recover, and easily ushered in his second defeat.

Injuries on injuries, Sun Monkey's steel and iron bones couldn't hold on, and he fainted directly for a few days, only then did he staggered up, gritted his teeth and jumped to scold, and then ran to the side and swallowed a pot of healing elixir.

was so frightened that Deng Chanyu and Liuya Hua in the corner lost their faces.

Both women wanted to remind Sun Wukong to save some, after all, it was an extraordinary time, and the sage's elixir was not made up out of thin air.

For Sun Wukong, Lao Tzu is also special enough, as can be seen from the monkey drunk and making trouble in the Tushi Palace.

In the third defeat, the monkey's injuries were more serious, and when he was thrown out of the moving array, he was covered with burnt monkey hair all over his body, and there were more than a dozen deep scars of white bones.

If it weren't for the Buddhist disciple trapped in front of the eighteenth layer, who took two healing pills and stuffed them into the monkey's mouth in time, the seven or eight monks here would still think that this monkey was going to die here......

Then, the fourth defeat, the fifth defeat......

Sun Wukong's injuries became more and more serious each time, but the time interval between when he entered the battle and when he was thrown out became longer and longer.

A few people who had been trapped here had already thought of giving up, but they were encouraged by the monkey's reckless momentum and began to try to break through again.

The nineteenth defeat, Sun Wuqi was dying, and the monk who stopped on the seventeenth floor on the side was already surprised, and the Buddhist disciple habitually took the pill forward, but ......

Sun Wukong's body, which had exhausted everything, was almost empty, and was covered with terrible scars.

It is like a long drought and nectar in a desert.

The monkey's injuries quickly recovered, and his entire Dao body was wrapped in golden light, and streams of colorful Xuan Qi diffused out.

His eight or nine Xuangong actually broke through at this time!

Even with the last shackle of heaven and earth in Sun Wukong's body, a third of it was opened at this time.

After a while, Sun Wukong jumped up directly, looked down at himself, was a little confused, and then pinched his waist and raised his head and laughed.

With a casual move, the golden hoop stick was held in his hand, no one looked at it, and once again stepped on the moving array.

This time, he was never thrown back to the seventeenth floor.

"Speaking of which, this monkey has some relationship with our Wa Palace," Deng Chanyu gently rubbed the colorful divine stone in his hand.

Liuya pursed her lips and chuckled, and then said, "We can't be trapped here for too long, otherwise we will lose the teacher's face, just like him, let's try more." ”

"Well, although it will be embarrassing, it is more effective than our leisurely practice. ”

After that, Liuya and Deng Chanyu also got up and walked towards the shifting formations of Da Luo and the Quasi-Holy Realm respectively, and were thrown out with serious injuries not long after.

Perhaps inspired by Sun Wukong, the two daughters and other monks began to abandon the original relatively mild way of breaking through, healing, and cultivating, and began to break through, heal, break through, and heal the wounds This is a more radical method.

The effect is also very obvious, five of the seven people who were trapped here successfully broke through and rushed into the twentieth floor in one go.

But the process was also quite difficult, at the most miserable time, the seven monks who broke through the eighteenth layer of Shura's life and death realm were seriously injured at the same time, and they were collectively unconscious, and there was no one to help feed the healing elixir......

Let's say that after Sun Wukong broke through, he entered the twenty-fourth level with all his might, surpassing most of the monks who entered this place first, and rounded with Nezha and Lei Zhenzi and others.

When he first saw this Monkey King, Nezha's face was a little strange, and he was healing his wounds and came over with a fire-tipped spear.

The two of them are naturally familiar with each other, and on the way to the west, Sun Wukong often went to Nezha for help, and the two of them did not know each other.

But although Nezha was defeated by Sun Wukong, he was never convinced by the monkey, and he has always regarded Sun Wukong as one of the goals to motivate him to keep moving forward.

"Hey, monkey? Why are you here?"

"Eh, doll, why are you here?"

The monkey's eyes also lit up, and he grinned at Nezha, but he was injured just after breaking through the level, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood with broken internal organs.

"Quick, take some pills! Hahaha! You are so embarrassed here, the methods of the saint master are really extraordinary. ”

"My grandson...... Just give us the bottle!"

"Hey, you save some!" Nezha finally shouted out the hearts of all the monks along the way, "Do you think this is a fried jelly bean? One is enough! The sage master can't find too many treasure alchemy now!"

Sun Wukong blinked, then scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said, "It's really stingy." ”

"Take it back, are you addicted to pills or what!" Nezha snatched the jade bottle back and threw it back to the medicine table on the side.

Sun Wukong sat down cross-legged, began to meditate on his own, and said: "This place is good, I have made a breakthrough in the three years since I came in, not bad, not bad." ”

Three, three years......

Nezha's forehead was full of black lines, and he asked in a low voice, "It only took you three years to catch up with us?"

"What, you've been in for a long time?" Sun Wukong winked innocently.

"No, it's not too long, it's a little more years than you, cough, I'm going to break through. ”

Nezha turned around and walked away with the fire-tipped spear, his back a little gloomy.

But soon, Nezha completed self-comfort, after all, no matter how good this monkey is, it is not as perverted as his senior brother, compared to his senior brother, this kind of monkey is still an acceptable range.

"Doll, how many floors are there here!" Sun Wukong suddenly shouted and asked.

"I don't know!" Nezha roared angrily and stepped into the shifting formation.

After Nezha left, Wei Hu, who was meditating on the side, opened his eyes and said softly: "This place is the place to test the sword, and it is also the first thirty levels, which can be regarded as a screening. Only those who have passed these 30 levels are qualified to go to the path of trials in the future, where there are the teachings left by the saints. ”

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of monkey eyes became bright, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "That's good! My old grandson will definitely rush into the realm of saints here and go to the strongest man to settle accounts!"

Wei Hu, Lei Zhenzi, and the Buddhist disciples all chuckled.

From the twenty-fifth level to the thirtieth level, every singular number is all Shura life and death realm, and the even number is the place of repair, compared with the previous ninth and eighteenth levels, the last twenty-five, twenty-seven, and twenty-nine levels can be described as even more difficult, and there are many crises.

Not surprisingly, about six hours later, Nezha was still beaten back, and the lotus body was torn off two arms.

The monkey hurriedly ran over, took a pot of elixir and poured it into Nezha's mouth, and it could be seen that he still had a deep friendship with this little helper on the way to the west.

"Do you want the medicine to explode to me......" Nezha scolded weakly, then got up with the help of the medicine that began to emanate, aligned his two severed arms at his body, and began to heal himself in a semi-comatose state.

This is obviously not the first time this has happened.

The lotus root turned into a white and tender arm, and the monkey on the side also looked a little distracted.

"What?" asked Nezha vaguely.

The monkey smiled embarrassedly: "A little hungry." ”

Nezha jumped up in fright, vomited blood and ran to the corner, hiding behind Lei Zhenzi and began to meditate.

The monkey leaned back and forth in laughter, but didn't play for long, and began to recover from his injuries as he sat on the ground.

However, the happy hour is always very short-lived, and the monkey begins to run through the level after recovering from his injuries.

It only took him three months, from the beginning he could only hold on for an hour, to the penultimate time he was able to fight with his opponent for a few days and returned defeated, Sun Wukong's entry made Nezha and others a little dumbfounded.

Again, Sun Wukong jumped up from the ground and said with a high spirit: "My old grandson is gone!"

It just so happened that Nezha was thrown out of the big array and fell to the ground half dead, and he saw Sun Wukong jump into the big array, and before he could say anything, Sun Wukong had already disappeared.

This time, Sun Wukong did not return.

Nezha gritted his teeth and scolded for half a month, and after scolding for half a month, he also became ruthless, and began to rush frantically with Lei Zhenzi, who had always been silent.

It's a pity that it's too difficult to catch up with Sun Monkey's pace......