Chapter 339: A villain will rather die than surrender if he succeeds!

Sun Wukong woke up from his trance and felt the golden hoop on his head at the first time. He recalled the scene before he closed his eyes in his mind.

In order to compete with Ran Deng, he was almost exhausted. After Tang Sanzang activated the golden hoop, he fell into a coma with a splitting headache.

Reaching out to touch the extra golden hoop on his head, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

In order to get rid of the identity of a chess piece, he has practiced for so long, even honing himself day and night.

But even so, facing Ran Deng again, he is still not Ran Deng's opponent and is suppressed by Ran Deng again.

Years of hard work have not paid off, which makes him a little discouraged.

However, this thought only stayed for a moment, and his high fighting spirit was ignited in his heart again.

Although he is not Ran Deng's opponent now, he has already felt his progress in this fight with Ran Deng.

If it was placed in the heaven, Ran Deng just made a casual move, and he could not compete with him. Now, with Ran Deng's full strength, he can also struggle.

Such obvious progress filled him with hope for the future.

Moreover, in the journey to the west, even if he wore the golden hoop, he still had a chance.

Every time he survived a disaster, he could get a good fortune, which was a stepping stone for his cultivation progress.

Now he was not a match for Ran Deng, so he would wait until he reached the peak of the Golden Immortal. If the peak of the Golden Immortal was not enough, he would become a quasi-sage.

He believed that as long as he was determined to achieve his goal, he would be able to take revenge.

Thinking of this, the decadence in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a high will to fight.

However, just as Sun Wukong was firm in his belief, Tang Sanzang's voice rang in Sun Wukong's ears.

"Wukong, since you have woken up, go and ask for some vegetarian food for your master." Tang Sanzang said indifferently.

He had always disliked Sun Wukong, and compared with the other two disciples, Sun Wukong's lukewarm attitude made him very angry.

But Sun Wukong's strength was extremely strong, far exceeding that of the other two disciples. If he wanted to continue his journey to the west, he still needed to rely on Sun Wukong, so he could only let Sun Wukong do whatever he wanted.

But today was different from the past. With the help of the Buddha of Light, Sun Wukong was not only suppressed, but also had a golden hoop on his head.

He only needed to recite the spell of the tight hoop to make Sun Wukong have a splitting headache and make him suffer.

Sun Wukong was no longer the Sun Wukong of the past, nor was he the Tang Sanzang of the past. Sun Wukong had to do whatever he wanted him to do.

Before this, Sun Wukong had never asked for vegetarian food, let alone worshipped him as a master.

Today, he not only wanted Sun Wukong to become his disciple, but also took this opportunity to use Sun Wukong well.

While speaking, Tang Sanzang was already looking at Sun Wukong with a sneer on his face.

However, Sun Wukong, who was wearing a golden hoop, had no intention of moving at all. His eyes burst into golden light and stared at Tang Sanzang.

"When did I recognize you as my master and when did I agree to serve you!" Sun Wukong said angrily.

He originally looked down on Tang Sanzang, and he saw through the false compassion of the Western religion.

Even if he wore a golden hoop on his head, he did not intend to submit to Tang Sanzang, a waste.

Hearing Sun Wukong's answer, Tang Sanzang was surprised. He did not expect Sun Wukong to be so tough.

Since Sun Wukong was so tough, he would teach Sun Wukong some lessons and let him face the reality.

While thinking, he had put his hands together and recited the tight hoop spell taught by Ksitigarbha.

As the tight hoop spell sounded, Sun Wukong's ears and face turned red, his head was dizzy and his eyes were swollen. The severe pain made him turn over.

However, even so, Sun Wukong still stared at Tang Sanzang and never begged for mercy.

"Sun Wukong, I will give you another chance. Are you going or not?" Tang Sanzang said.

Having said that, he was stared at by Sun Wukong all the time, and he felt a little hairy in his heart.

"I won't go!" Sun Wukong refused angrily.

Hearing Sun Wukong's answer, Tang Sanzang was even more surprised. After he recited the spell, Sun Wukong was still the same as before.

He was ready to recite the spell again. He wanted to make Sun Wukong face the reality and make him obedient.

However, just as Tang Sanzang was about to recite the spell again, he felt a chill.

Sun Wukong looked at him coldly with a cold look in his eyes. The Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand was raised high, and the terrifying murderous intent spread all around.

"Well, well!" Tang Sanzang said hurriedly.

After being stared at by Sun Wukong, he was a little scared.

And now, he can already feel Sun Wukong's murderous intent that has almost become a substance.

In his opinion, if he dared to recite the spell again, Sun Wukong would really kill him. In this case, how could he dare to continue to use Sun Wukong?

With the golden hoop, Sun Wukong could at least be less aggressive, which made him satisfied.

Of course, he didn't think Sun Wukong would be so powerful for long. After the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong would only join the Western Church.

When he thought of Sun Wukong's ending, he felt better.

Seeing Tang Sanzang stop, Sun Wukong took the initiative to put away the golden hoop. No one in the group mentioned it again and continued to move towards the Great Leiyin Temple.

That night, after Tang Sanzang and others rested, Sun Wukong left alone.

"Senior, do you have a way to help me take down this golden hoop!" Sun Wukong asked.

Although he did not give in to Tang Sanzang, he was also very uncomfortable when Tang Sanzang activated the golden hoop, and naturally did not want to be bound by the golden hoop.

Senior Black Mist has a mysterious origin, and can even see through the power of the saint contained in the golden hoop, and may have the method to unlock the golden hoop.

The next moment, Black Mist's voice sounded in Sun Wukong's ears.

"Don't worry about this matter, the opportunity to solve the golden hoop is ahead, you just need to continue to travel west."

Hearing Black Mist's answer, Sun Wukong was full of doubts. He didn't know what the opportunity was that Black Mist said?

He wanted to ask again, but Black Mist had disappeared and had no intention of answering him.

Seeing this situation, Sun Wukong had no choice but to continue to follow Tang Sanzang and others to the west in order to get rid of the golden hoop.

Time passed quickly, and Tang Sanzang and his party trekked in the western land for another half a month.

On this day, the group of people from the Journey to the West had already arrived at a steep mountain. This mountain was particularly rugged, with its roots connected to the Kunlun Mountains and its top touching the sky.

Seeing the appearance of this mountain, Tang Sanzang secretly said that it was a beautiful mountain and beautiful scenery, and had already stepped into this steep mountain.

The group continued to trek in the mountain, and when they looked up, they found that there were actually several floors of pavilions in the jungle.

In this beautiful place, there was actually a pavilion, and Tang Sanzang became more and more curious.

Not long after, a group of four people and a horse finally arrived outside the gate of this pavilion.

I saw cold pines and cypresses on both sides of the gate, the bamboo environment was quiet, and the palaces inside the gate were dense and the pavilions were ethereal.

These grand occasions alone are enough to be called a blessed land and spiritual area, Penglai Cloud Cave.

Sun Wukong was also attracted by this place. I saw an inscription on the left side of the stone gate, with ten big characters written on it:

Wanshou Mountain Blessed Land, Wuzhuangguan Cave Heaven!

"It is indeed a paradise!" Tang Sanzang exclaimed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already stepped into Wuzhuang Temple, followed by Sun Wukong and others.

As soon as they entered the gate of Wuzhuang Temple, they saw a couplet written on the door:

The temple of immortal gods, the Taoist family with the same longevity as the sky!

Seeing this couplet, Sun Wukong felt that the owner of Wuzhuang Temple was really arrogant.

Just as Sun Wukong was thinking, there were other movements in Wuzhuang Temple, and two children hurriedly walked out.

The two children were beautiful, with short hair tied in a bun on the top, Taoist robes, and feather sleeves fluttering in the wind. They could be seen as extraordinary at a glance.

"Master, are you a person who is seeking scriptures? Our names are Qingfeng and Mingyue. Our master has already told us. Please follow me and sit inside!" The two boys said.

"Two immortal children, this monk is a person who is seeking scriptures. May I ask who your master is? Can you achieve the same longevity as the sky!" Tang Sanzang asked.

He was very curious about the identity of the master of Wuzhuang Temple, as if he had expected him to come.

"The Three Pure Ones are my master's friends, the Four Emperors have a close relationship with my master, the Nine Lights are my master's juniors, and Yuanchen is my master's guest, so they are naturally worthy of the same life as the heaven and earth!" Qingfeng answered.

"Where is my master?" Tang Sanzang asked.

In his opinion, if what Qingfeng and Mingyue said was true, then the master of Wuzhuang Temple must be extraordinary, and he still needs to visit him in person.

"My master went to Jiangxiao Palace to visit the North Pole Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor, and he is not at home." Mingyue explained.

Hearing Mingyue's explanation, Sun Wukong felt more and more that Qingfeng and Mingyue were lying with their eyes open, and they clearly wanted to take the opportunity to raise the status of the master of Wuzhuang Temple.

"Your master is so amazing, why does he still visit others?" Sun Wukong asked.

He had worked in the Heavenly Court, so he naturally knew the identity of the North Pole Zhongtian Ziwei Emperor, who was one of the Four Imperial Guardians of the Heavenly Court.

In his opinion, the Jade Emperor Haotian, the Lord of Heaven, is at the peak of Quasi-Saints. The Four Heavenly Emperors are definitely not as good as the Lord of Heaven. How high can their cultivation be?

The Master of Wuzhuang Temple claims to be as old as the sky, but he still wants to visit one of the Four Heavenly Emperors. How can he be a strong man?

However, after hearing what Sun Wukong said, Qingfeng and Mingyue's expressions did not change at all.

"Do you know that the Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei is also one of the seven saints? That is the supreme existence.

During the Conferred God Tribulation, the three saints joined forces, but they could not stop the Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei from proving the saint.

After the Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei proved the saint, he fought one against two and seriously injured the two saints of the Western Church!

If others want to visit, they are not qualified. It is because of the close relationship between my master and the Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei that he has the opportunity to visit the saint!" Qingfeng said confidently.

When mentioning the Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei, there seems to be a feeling of sharing the honor.

It seemed that it was a great honor for the master of Wuzhuang Temple to visit this person.

After hearing Qingfeng's explanation, Sun Wukong felt a sense of pride in his heart.

"I don't know, please don't be offended by the two immortal children!" Sun Wukong said apologetically.

The Emperor of Ziwei in the Sky actually had such rich experience, and the three saints joined forces to stop the Emperor of Ziwei in the Sky from proving the truth?

He was now in a cage and could not get rid of his identity as a chess piece. The Emperor of Ziwei in the Sky was simply his role model.

Seeing Sun Wukong like this, Qingfeng and Mingyue did not say much, but led the group of people from Journey to the West into Wuzhuang Temple.

At the same time, Zhenyuanzi, mentioned by Qingfeng and Mingyue, had come to the chaos outside the thirty-three heavens and came to a Taoist temple.

On the palace of the Taoist temple, the three big characters of Jiangxiao Palace were written.

As soon as he arrived near the dojo, he heard a voice coming from inside the dojo.

"A distinguished guest is coming to our door, but he is welcome at a distance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of the Jiangxiao Palace, it was Lu Yuan.

"Fellow Taoist, you are too polite. I'm here to visit you, so why bother to greet you from afar!" Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

The two exchanged simple polite greetings, and at Lu Yuan's invitation, they entered Jiangxiao Palace.

"I came here this time to thank fellow Taoist for allowing me to participate in this tribulation and gain some luck!" Zhen Yuanzi said.

Before that, he had no intention of getting involved in Journey to the West.

The reason for this is also because he received help from Lu Yuan.

With Lu Yuan's help, the obsession with immortality in the Earthly Immortal World has dissipated, and the Earthly Immortal World has become viable.

After the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the three realms of heaven, earth and man were established, but they were occupied by various races. Many casual cultivators had no background and all chose to join the earthly immortal world.

He has been making plans in the Earthly Immortal Realm for many years, and he took this opportunity to truly become the master of the Earthly Immortal Realm.

In addition, the problems that have troubled him for many years have been solved, he has gained a lot of blessings, and has made further progress in the realm of quasi-sage.

Now, he has killed two corpses and is only one step away from becoming a quasi-sage by killing three corpses.

Because of this, he is no longer interested in Journey to the West and does not want to interfere with it.

But Lu Yuan took action again, giving him the opportunity to participate in the journey to the west and share the luck of the journey to the west.

Although he had a good relationship with Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan had helped him many times, and he finally needed to visit in person to express his gratitude.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to do this. This is not a favor. I am just interested in Sun Wukong and would like to take this opportunity to meet him!" Lu Yuan said.

He took the initiative to drag Zhen Yuanzi into trouble, not to help Zhen Yuanzi for free, but to get what he needed.

Zhen Yuanzi can take this opportunity to participate in this disaster and share a bit of luck in the journey to the west, and he can also take this opportunity to achieve his own goal.

Hearing Lu Yuan's explanation, Zhen Yuanzi was a little surprised. He did not expect that Lu Yuan, who had already become a saint, would be interested in a little Sun Wukong.

"It just so happens that the Westward Journey group has arrived at Wuzhuang Temple, so Sun Wukong must be in my Wuzhuang Temple. Fellow Taoist, why don't you come with me to take a look?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.

He also has a certain understanding of Journey to the West. After Lu Yuan mentioned Sun Wukong, how much interest did he have in Sun Wukong?

"As it should be!" Lu Yuan agreed.

Hearing Lu Yuan's answer, Zhen Yuanzi raised his hand and waved, and ripples appeared in the void like water. The ripples dispersed, and a scene appeared.

This is the art of mirror, flower, water and moon, and the picture in it is exactly the scene in Wuzhuang Temple.

Lu Yuan and Zhen Yuanzi looked at each other, and their eyes fell on Sun Wukong through the mirror. (End of chapter)