Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

But he looked at the monkey and sighed slightly in his heart. His task was to teach the monkey.

"Dapin Tianxian Jue" has been handed down, and when the time comes, the monkey has to leave.

The bodhicitta of him is attributed to Zhunti. If Zhunti did not intend to let him out, then there would be no such person as Subhuti between the world and the earth.

"Master, why are you, why are you sighing?" The sharp-conscious Monkey King suddenly noticed that his Master seemed to be annoyed.

He lowered the cloud head and asked, "But what is bothering me?"

Bodhi smiled and said, "Wukong, you have to understand that there is no trouble for enlightened creatures!"

"But Master, since the thought has already occurred in my heart, why not just do it!"

The monkey's words seemed unintentional, but they blew up in Bodhi Patriarch's mind.

He was silent for a long time and said, "Just do your homework. I need to leave for a few months. You wait for a good student to cultivate."

"Yes, Master!"

The monkey's body shape changed, and he began to practice the art of change on his own.

Next to the Nantian Gate, a white light flashed, and after turning around the heavens, it headed directly towards the cast holy heaven.

"Pan Dao is not as open-minded as Wukong, really..."

He shook the dust and stepped into the huge cast temple.

Lingshan.

Zhunti and Xiuying are discussing this journey to the west.

Suddenly, Zhun raised his brow and said: "Brother, I can't feel the existence of Bodhi."

The quote was shocked: "How come? He is one of your three corpses!"

Zhunti took a deep breath and said, "Fang Cunshan is still there, but he has indeed disappeared. I can't feel it."

"Can there be places within the Three Realms that I can't perceive?"

Sudden change in mind.

"Even the Styx Jiuyou, I can perceive it, what's going on?"

Zhunti suddenly thought of something at this time, and said with a horrified expression: "I'm afraid I have gone to cast the holy heaven!"

"Go! Go and cast the holy heaven!"

Xiuying realized the seriousness of the matter.

Casting the holy heaven is a place to change the destiny, and anything impossible can become possible when the holy temple is cast.

In the unlikely event that Subudi gains something from them, the loss is immeasurable.

Although it won't affect Zhun Ti's strength improvement, Zhun Ti can't be mobilized, which is equivalent to missing a benevolent corpse, and overall, his strength plummets.

"But it's forbidden to do anything during the Casting Holy Day, what should I do if I wait!"

Zhun mentioned the rules of forging the temple and got a headache.

It's not a place where they can be presumptuous.

"Try your best!" The lead was helpless, if a benevolent corpse really was lost, it would be fine.

The two stopped in front of the casting holy portal, looking at the thousand-mile casting temple with horror on their faces.

"This, this is forging a temple?"

"It looks like it is indeed, this has become a bit too big."

The two looked at each other and saw endless shock and doubt in each other's eyes.

"Go, maybe we can get any chance."

Eight Kings Palace.

Taishang Laojun felt that the two sages of the West appeared in Casting Holy Heaven, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"What are these two people doing here again to improve their strength?"

"However, a very vast aura erupted from the Forging Temple just now. Could it be that there has been some change, I have to go and see!"

The Great Master Xuandu who was making alchemy was directly swept away by him with a dazed expression on his sleeve.

Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun has never left the gate of Yuxu Palace since Hongjun said that he was not allowed to interfere in the development of the Three Realms.

Because he knew who the teacher was talking about, the three of them were taken care of.

So he dared not anger Hongjun and Tiandao's brows.

Hum!

A faint fluctuation swayed from thirty-three days away, the Primordial Heavenly Master was slightly startled, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It turns out that Big Brother can't help it anymore."

He directly called Guang Chengzi and the others to go to cast the holy heaven.

Master Tongtian is drinking tea in Biyou Palace at the moment.

Jie Jiao wanted to regain its former glory, far beyond what a Duobao and a Zhao Gongming could do.

But now there are only two people available under his seat, and the rest are not allowed on the stage. Although there are a lot of them, the number of people carrying the banner is pitiful.

Duobao and Zhao Gongming are both quasi-sages, and you will kick you down the fault. There is no Daluojinxian, it is directly the heaven and earth immortals and true immortals.

Da Luo Jinxian is the top priority.

Not only did he think of Wudang, Gui Ling, San Xiao and other disciples.

At that time, Jiejiao was the real dynasty of ten thousand immortals.

Suddenly, he felt the breath of Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun.

"The two of them finally couldn't sit still. I thought you would obediently keep the teacher's word!"

"Master, what happened?" Zhao Gongming couldn't help but curiously asked when seeing Tongtian muttering to himself.