People are writing novels in Journey to the West, and saints have come to urge them to update!

On the side, the six-eared macaque looked at Monkey King in amazement, not understanding why the monkey was so happy.

Could it be that he was fooled by this karmic fire?

No, it was me who was tormented by karmic fire!

The six-eared macaque scratched its head, and was about to ask aloud when it saw Sun Wukong take out a famous book of literature and Taoism from his arms, with "Journey to the West" written on the cover.

"This is the famous literary book he wrote?"

The six-eared macaque approached curiously, and saw that Sun Wukong was in a daze, and wrote on the blank gold page with a pen:

[The words show that the great sage Qitian was taken by all the heavenly soldiers to kill the demons under the platform, tied to the demon subduing pillar, chopped with knives and axes, stabbed with spears and swords, don't want to hurt himself... Taishang Laojun immediately said: " The monkey ate the flat peaches and drank the imperial wine...how about taking it with the old Taoist, putting it in the 'eight trigrams furnace', and refining it with civil and military fire."]

"Bagua furnace?"

"Isn't this the Karmic Furnace Cauldron of Buddhism?"

Only then did the six-eared macaque know that Sun Wukong had heard about his own experience and was inspired. No wonder he was so happy just now.

At the same time, he was still a little curious, and didn't know what kind of story the monkey would write.

He was about to continue watching, but unexpectedly, the space around him suddenly changed, the endless karmic fire disappeared, and turned into a fierce wind that filled the sky.

"Not good, we have entered the Astral Wind Realm in the Six Soul Banners again."

The six-eared macaque's face darkened, this wind was much more powerful than the karmic fire, and when the karmic fire touched the body, it would not immediately kill people except for the severe pain of burning the body and soul.

But this wind is different, its power is like a guillotine, unstoppable for immortals and Buddhas, as long as it is hit by the wind, both the body and soul will be cut off and turned into nothingness.

"Hey, Lingming Stone Monkey, what should we do now?"

The six-eared macaque panicked all of a sudden, and subconsciously asked Monkey King.

But at this time, Monkey King has already been immersed in the story, and his eyes are in another world. He can't hear the call of the six ears at all, and he is not aware of the danger at this time.

"Damn it!"

Liu Er cursed in a low voice, and came to Monkey King with a somersault, protecting Monkey King behind him.

"You rescued me from the cauldron, I will save you this time."

While speaking, he took out the famous literature and dao book from his arms and put it on his chest as a shield.

"Whoosh-"

An invisible wind blasted straight over, like a sharp sword piercing through the air.

boom!

This blast of wind landed on the famous book of literature and Taoism, making an ear-splitting roar. The blast of wind instantly disappeared whimpering like a wild dog that had lost its temper.

"Hey, this book is really extraordinary!"

Liu Er chuckled, and heard a voice behind him.

"That's natural, this is my master's masterpiece!"

Hearing this voice, Liu Er looked happy: "You are finally awake, if you don't wake up again, I will leave you alone."

It turned out that the roaring sound just now woke up Monkey King who was writing a book.

Sun Wukong looked solemn, and said: "My old grandson is now at a critical moment of creation. This opportunity is once in a lifetime. You must not slack off, so I will have to trouble you later."

Hearing this, the six-eared macaque immediately looked at him like a fool.

"Are you crazy? You're dying to write a book?"

This monkey is really full of tricks!

At this juncture, he still cares about writing a book!

Sun Wukong shook his head: "I can feel that this is an opportunity for me to break through. As long as I can finish writing this part of the plot, I will definitely increase my strength, and I will be more confident to leave this ghost place then!"

"What? You rely on writing books to increase your strength?"

The six-eared macaque was dumbfounded.

This is the first time he has known such an outrageous cultivation method since he grew up so big!

If writing a book can increase his strength, then he would rather update a hundred chapters every day!

Obviously, the six-eared macaque didn't believe it.

But seeing Sun Wukong's calm expression and firm gaze, he couldn't say anything more, so he could only sigh helplessly: "In this case, then I will protect the law for you, you have to hurry up!"

"Thank you!"

Sun Wukong clasped his fists and smiled, then continued to write on the paper.

[The old gentleman went to Tushita Palace, untied the Great Sage from the rope, put the instrument for piercing the lute bone, and pushed it into the Bagua furnace... He was about to get under the seat of "Xungong".Sun Nai is also the wind, where there is wind, there is no fire.It's just that the wind stirred up the smoke, which made the eyes red and caused an old eye disease, so they are called "golden eyes"...]

As the story progresses, the talents in Sun Wukong's body become more and more solid, and finally sink into the dantian and turn into surging aura.

Rumble!

The aura in his body was like a tsunami, hitting the next realm.

"It's almost there, it's almost there!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, tightly clutching the brush in his hand, and beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.

At the same time, the six-eared macaque is not feeling well.

I saw countless winds coming from all directions, and they were about to cut off Liu Er neatly. Fortunately, he had the help of famous books on literature and Taoism, so he could barely cope with it.

But even so, the famous literature and Taoism books in his hands are limited after all, and he still has to protect Monkey King, which seems a bit stretched and careless.

"Boom!"

A gust of wind evaded Wen Dao's document and directly hit his left arm. His left arm snapped off with blood flowing.

"what--"

Liu Erqi let out a cry of pain, only to feel that the strong wind not only cut off the arm, but also cut off the corresponding soul.

In fact, it does!

"Lingming Stone Monkey, are you alright?"

Six ears covered the severed arm and screamed in pain.

Sun Wukong frowned, even though he was extremely anxious, but at this critical moment, he must not be distracted, so he could only reply while writing a book:

"Hurry up, hold on first, my old grandson will be fine soon!"

"Damn it, my hands are broken!"

The six-eared macaque blushed in pain, and breathed out the fragrance.

This Nima is simply too difficult!

Sun Wukong took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, when you get back, my master has a way to make you recover!"

Hearing this, the six-eared macaque's eyes lit up, and it gritted its teeth and said, "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll fight!"

Although he doesn't believe in Monkey King, he still believes in Monkey King's master.

Since that senior can make him recover, he might as well just play with the big one, isn't it just a desperate fight with Gang Feng?

Let's see whose life is tougher!

A flash of determination flashed in the six-eared macaque's eyes, and with one hand holding a famous literary book, he took the initiative to meet those strong winds.

"You grandma, I, Liu Er, will be afraid of you?"

Listening to Liu Er's voice, Sun Wukong frowned, feeling extremely anxious, only feeling that time is racing against time, and there is no room for delay.

"No, I have to hurry up!"

He muttered in his mouth, writing faster, and the stories in his head burst out like spring water.

[Unconsciously, on the 49th day of July, Laojun's fire is ready... The great sage rubbed his hands and let his tears run, only the sound of the stove head was heard.Suddenly opened his eyes and saw the light... Then he pulled out the Ruyi stick from his ear, and swayed it against the wind, the bowl was as thick as it was, and he still held it in his hand. Invisible. 】

Writing up to this point, Sun Wukong only felt that the spiritual power in his body had reached its peak, and he was short of stepping into the realm of Taiyi Jinxian.

"Damn it, I always feel like there's something wrong with it!"

Monkey frowned, just at this moment, he remembered the words of his master Muchen:

"Your novel still lacks poetry and prose. If you add some poetry and prose to the novel, it will be considered perfect."

By the way, it is poetry!

He pondered for a moment, and immediately wrote on the paper:

[The mixed body is in harmony with the innate, and it is only natural for thousands of calamities.

Miaomiaowuwei is Hun Taiyi, and he is called Chuxuan as if he does not move.

It is not lead and mercury that has been smelted in the furnace for a long time, and the immortality is the immortal.

There are endless changes and changes, but the Three Refuges and the Five Precepts never talk about it. 】

Once the poem was completed, his energy immediately vented like a flood, and the powerful momentum spread from his body, dispelling countless gale winds around him.

So far, Monkey King has officially stepped into the realm of Taiyi Jinxian!

"Good guy, do you really rely on writing books to increase your strength?"

The six-eared macaque, which was fighting against the wind all over the sky, noticed the movement, and when he looked back, he was dumbfounded.

I saw Monkey King grinning at him and said: "That's natural, let's go, my grandson will take you out!"

After saying that, the famous literature and Taoism books under their feet were shining brightly, and they galloped towards the east. The wind around them seemed to sense the peak talent in him, and they dared not chase after him.

Boom!

Sun Wukong directly used the famous literary and Taoist book "Journey to the West" as a guide, quietly opened a gap in the six soul banners, and took the six-eared macaque out for a walk.

at the same time.

Not far from Lingshan.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha stepped on the Buddha lotus, holding the Six Soul Banner in his hand, and the smile on his face was about to bloom.

"Hehe, the poor monk brought back the monster monkey this time, which is considered a great achievement, and he can go to the saint to receive the reward in the future."

Just as he was laughing and talking to himself, a faint golden light flew out from the six-hundred banner and flew towards Xiniu Hezhou, hiding from his perception.

At this moment, the smile on Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's face froze.

Because he saw that Emperor Ziwei of the Heavenly Court led five elders from all directions to block his way.