Looking at Russell who was shouting in front of him, "Please invite the Monkey King Sun Wukong to possess his body", Sun Wukong had a strange look on his face.
He took a deep breath and remembered what his good friend Tang Seng told him: if you want to hit someone, just shout "Amitabha" before doing it, and the other person will definitely forgive you for the Buddha's sake.
If you don't forgive.
Send him directly to heaven, and Tathagata will apologize for you.
"Amitabha!"
Russell on the side narrowed his eyes and looked at Sun Wukong who was chanting the Buddha's name. He was really confused. Why was he chanting the Buddha's name
Is it a secret code
He subconsciously replied, "Amitabha?"
Sun Wukong: …
He could only sigh. Wasn't the boy in front of him really the reincarnation of a monkey? He was so cunning.
He blew a breath directly at Russell, and Russell immediately felt as if he was floating, and his whole body was greedy for this breath.
"Boy!"
"If you can't subdue him, I remember there is a broken stepping stone under the Buddha's feet. You can be that stone."
"He is very kind and loves to lead people in chanting sutras. One chant can last for hundreds of thousands of years and is very beautiful to hear."
So cruel!
Russell shuddered all over and threw himself into it with all his heart. He put his hands together and turned into a huge ape, covering the sky and the sun, and was extremely vast.
Even the originally huge old monkey barely reached the height of his knees.
Russell looked up at the sky and looked at the entire mountain from afar. Everything in the world seemed so small, and he felt a sense of loneliness and invincibility in his heart.
But soon this feeling disappeared, because it was just a casual breath blown by Sun Wukong.
That’s too exaggerated!
I must reach this point in the future!
While Russell was daydreaming, he suddenly felt an itch on his thigh. He lowered his head and found that the old monkey was constantly beating his leg with his fists. He had lost his mind at this time and didn't even feel afraid.
Oh ho ho ho…
Russell stretched out two fingers and pinched the old monkey. The old monkey's eyes were red and he kept roaring.
Quite arrogant.
“Boom!”
He shot the old monkey in the head, causing him to scream in pain. Russell suddenly realized, "Sorry, sorry, I accidentally hit him too hard. Amitabha, Amitabha."
He chanted twice but felt something was wrong. Recalling how Sun Wukong had chanted the Buddha's name for no reason just now, he felt a chill down his spine.
This place is dangerous.
Don't stay for long, get out of here quickly!
Russell quickly put the old monkey down, slowly put his huge hands together, and the vast magic power slowly condensed. An unimaginable huge ancient tree slowly appeared from behind him, and Sun Wukong couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Bodhi tree!
This is the top level of Buddhist magical power. It is interesting that a Taoist disciple can do this.
"Bodhi has no mind!"
The ancient Bodhi tree continued to shake, emitting a faint light that penetrated into the old monkey's body and continuously washed over his soul.
After a while, the old monkey's originally scarlet eyes gradually regained clarity.
Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise, "Excellent! Excellent! Really good magical power."
He really couldn't imagine how a boy of heavenly master level could deduce such magical powers.
It's really weird.
Russell's body shrank slowly, but he did not fly down. Instead, he stayed in the sky, sitting cross-legged with white light flowing on his body, as if he had entered a state of cultivation.
"This kid..."
Sun Wukong saw through his thoughts at a glance. His immortal energy was equivalent to thousands of years of peaches. For this young Heavenly Master, it was undoubtedly a huge tonic.
He was quite clever, and with the help of the rich spiritual energy of the Flower-Fruit Mountain and his own divine energy, he actually wanted to break through to the divine realm in one breath.
Oh, no.
This little guy actually wants to practice the Nine Revolutions Profound Art first
Sun Wukong laughed. It had been a long time since he had seen such an interesting person. There were fewer and fewer people taking this path in the Three Realms.
He flicked his finger, a glimmer of light flashed, and instantly penetrated into Russell's body. Russell suddenly seemed to fall into a furnace, and his whole body felt as if it was roasted by fire.
"If you want to develop the strongest body in the world, how can you do it without going through some hardships?"
"well?"
"This kid still wants to scold me in his heart?"
"Give you some more!"
Sun Wukong flicked his fingers again and looked at Russell's face, which was ashen and blue, with great satisfaction. He turned to look at the old monkey who was gradually regaining his senses, his expression a little gloomy again.
The separation of life and death is something that no one can prevent.
The old monkey has died. His talent in this life was too poor to cultivate to a high level.
We can only hope for the next life.
In your next life, you will still be a monkey from my Flower-Fruit Mountain!
On this side, Sun Wukong was sighing.
On the other side, Russell started cursing. He found that after he absorbed Sun Wukong's spiritual energy, the energy points of his system increased rapidly, which made him very happy.
He quickly sat down to reduce consumption, and even kept adding a little, wanting to add his Nine Revolutions Profound Art in one go.
The reason why he added the Nine Revolutions Profound Art was because he thought that the little King of Hell would worship Sun Wukong as his master in the future.
The one who is closest to the water sees the moon first.
The little King of Hell worships Sun Wukong as his master. He follows the little King of Hell, so Sun Wukong must give him some pointers.
His original plan was pretty good. After all, he didn't have to take any hits when the system added points, and he could just go straight to the next level in one wave, which was pretty great.
As a result, a fire came from nowhere and burned him.
After finally stopping, another gust of cold wind came.
Who did this!!!
You damn monkey, just wait for me!
My young master... My young master... My young master must steal your monkey wine and beat your monkeys and grandchildren!
The immortal energy stayed for a very long time, and Russell directly cultivated his Nine Revolutions Profound Art to the third level of the immortal realm.
He put his two fingers together, and a red-white sword energy slowly emerged from his fingers, lightly passing across his arm, without leaving any scars.
The sword in his hand was pure Yang energy, so sharp that it couldn't even cut the skin. It showed how powerful it was.
Russell felt very happy in his heart. This was what a breath of fairy air was like. If he took a few more breaths, he would not be able to take off from Wuhu.
He glanced at Monkey King and said, "Hey, Great Sage, I think I was injured just now, my waist was twisted, can you blow on me?"
He looked pale and weak. He covered his old waist with his hands, pretending to be pitiful, and looked at Sun Wukong with eager eyes.
Sun Wukong fell silent. If Bajie had been half as thick-skinned as you, he wouldn't have been hungry all the time on the journey to obtain the scriptures.
He blew a breath with his backhand, blinding Russell instantly, and the whole person flew far away.
At this time, there was a high-speed train passing by in the sky. A man was sitting there elegantly. He was wearing a tuxedo and his face was very pale. He was holding a tall glass of wine in his hand, shaking it constantly. He was obviously a high-end person.
"Boss, you are such a fool. That little King of Hell looks like a fool. How could he be someone who is not easy to mess with?"
He crossed his legs and took out a document from the side, which clearly recorded Russell's information.
"A kid who came from the human world and is not even at the level of a god, this is it? This is it?"
He couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that the little King of Hell was nothing special. He had decided to snatch the souls from the East to the West. Even Jesus couldn't keep them!
“Boom!”
At this moment, he was startled by a strange noise, and saw a person lying on the car window. His face was very familiar. Wasn't this the guy in the intelligence
"Hiss! That little King of Hell really has some skills. He actually found my trail. Don't even think about getting any information from me, Dio!"
Chapter 554: The Proud Western Male God Dio