Shen Luo looked through the burnt-black frame of the village gate and saw Sun Wukong walking out with a serious face, his eyes were full of anger and his fiery golden pupils were already somewhat bloodshot.
"How did it affect here?" Fu Donglai was a little confused.
Shen Luo was not surprised. He was very clear about the relationship between Fangcun Mountain and Changshou Village. He knew that many people from Changshou Village had come to Fangcun Mountain to study Taoism. Naturally, they were all supporters of Fangcun Mountain and would not stand idly by and watch the encirclement and suppression by outsiders.
"The woodcutter who showed me the way to Fangcun Mountain was from this village... Since they have gone to such an extent, don't blame me for trying to convert them."
After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he tore off the cassock that was draped over his body. Flames rose up behind him, and a bright red cloak fluttered in the wind.
The few people left Changshou Village and soon arrived at the foot of Fangcun Mountain.
The entrance to the mountain gate was as quiet as usual, with only the sound of birds singing in the woods, as if there was nothing unusual.
Sun Wukong first came to the wooden archway and leaped into it.
There was a sudden burst of light inside the gate, and a colorful light lit up from it, emitting a strong wave that directly forced Sun Wukong back.
"My lord, the mountain protection formation is still there. It seems that nothing has happened in Fangcun Mountain." Marshal Ma said when he saw this.
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong did not say anything. Instead, he made a hand gesture with one hand, chanted a few words quickly, and then raised his hand again to reach into the gate.
As a result, as soon as his hand reached into the gate, the colorful light reappeared, still blocking him outside.
"Hmph, I can't even get in with the door-opening formula that my master taught me? Doesn't this force me, Sun Wukong, to use my unique skills of pushing walls and smashing doors?" Sun Wukong snorted coldly, and with a turn of his wrist, golden light gathered in his palm, and a shining golden stick appeared in his hand.
He grasped the Ruyi Jingu Bang in one hand and took a step forward. His body suddenly grew several times in size and became taller than the archway.
I saw him swinging his arms, and circles of golden light immediately emerged from his body.
Shen Luo could feel the strong aura of the Huangting Sutra, but there was no trace of the dragon and elephant. He felt that Sun Wukong had probably already mastered the power of the dragon and elephant and no longer needed to show it outwardly.
Just as he was thinking about it, a surging breath like the sea came from the Ruyi Jingu Bang swung by Sun Wukong. The stick made a buzzing sound, and the huge force of numerous mountains combined, pressing towards the gate.
"Boom boom"
The sound of a landslide was heard continuously. The Ruyi Golden Cudgel was wrapped in golden light. The moment it approached the wooden archway, colorful lights lit up inside and outside the archway at the same time, and the full picture of the mountain protection formation finally emerged.
The colorful light curtain that stretched out and went straight into the sky thousands of feet high spread out. At the moment when the golden hoop hit, a magnificent wave rippled on the ground, and layers of golden waves rushed in with infinite power.
A heavy muffled "bang" was heard.
Sun Wukong's body was hit by the golden light and flew backwards.
When he was only halfway through the flight, his body twisted forcefully and he appeared directly on the other side of the colorful light curtain. He swung the Ruyi Jingu Bang again and smashed it down towards the light curtain.
With a loud bang, a shock wave even more violent than before came, and Sun Wukong was knocked out again.