The blazing three-flavored true fire tempered Sun Wukong's originally agile eyes. Under the influence of a certain Taoist charm, his eyes underwent earth-shaking changes.
Originally, Sun Wukong's smart eyes could see through the formations and fog in this world, but now he was tossing and turning in the Bagua furnace in pain.
After three days and three nights of burning, Sun Wukong developed a pair of fiery eyes. Not only did he retain his original function of seeing through all the fog and formations in the world, but he could also see into people's hearts and perceive the essence of everything in the world.
When his eyes are wide open with anger, his eyes shoot out the three-flavored true fire that burns all things. Its essence is slightly inferior to Taishang Laojun's magical power.
Taishang Laojun turned a blind eye to Sun Wukong's ferocious appearance, and the golden three-flavored true fire burned more and more blazingly.
Realizing that the time had come, Taishang Laojun disappeared with the two unconscious boys. In the huge Bagua furnace, the three-flavored true fire was still burning.
Sun Wukong tossed and turned in the Bagua furnace looking for a way out, and finally lost his mind and turned into a sky-holding giant ape that walked like a myth.
The originally indestructible Bagua furnace was directly burst, and a raging giant ape sprang out.
Sun Wukong wreaked havoc on the surrounding scenery, smashing the original Immortal Family Paradise into a pile of ruins.
The angry Sun Wukong blamed all the pain he suffered in the Bagua furnace on the Heavenly Court. After he recovered, he immediately knew that the Heavenly Court could no longer stay.
Clouds floated under his feet, and Sun Wukong, who already knew that there was no turning back, returned to his Huaguo Mountain with a somersault cloud.
Sun Wukong, who returned to Huaguo Mountain in an instant, was surrounded by monkeys and grandsons curiously. "Your Majesty, what does it look like in that court?"
Until this time, Sun Wukong still felt guilty for Liu Qiao. His eyes were as bright as gold and turned around in a circle.
"Heaven is a very rigid place. Everything there depends on the rules of heaven. This time, the group felt a little sorry for their original friend."
Sun Wukong sighed and said to the chirping monkeys and grandsons: "My brother sacrificed his face to go to the Jade Emperor and asked me for a job as a guard in the peach garden."
"It's me, Sun. I'm sorry for Brother Liu's unkindness. You guys should pack up. The pursuers from Heaven will be chasing you soon."
The monkeys in Huaguo Mountain didn't think too much, they just felt how majestic it was for their king to come and go at will in the heavily guarded heaven.
Sun Wukong thought of the disdain in the eyes of the gods when they were guarding the peach garden. He recalled his party in heaven with mixed emotions.
Liu Qiao had an eye for everything and knew that his script had come to an end. The stage had been set, and the play had to continue.
The Jade Emperor was full of drama, and after reviewing the script, he confirmed Liu Qiao's plan. He looked as if he was suddenly furious when he heard the news of Sun Wukong's rebellion, and overturned the cup.
The tea cup made of azure glaze broke into pieces, and the maid on the side carefully cleaned up the pieces.
"Inform the underworld to capture this monkey head and return it to the eucalyptus according to heaven's rules."
The Jade Emperor's cold voice spread throughout the Lingxiao Palace.
At this time, all the civil and military officials in Heaven did not dare to neglect. Heaven was like a precision-operated machine, running meticulously.
Li Jing dragged the exquisite pagoda in his hand early and said: "This monkey head, if Prime Minister Liu hadn't asked him a favor, let alone letting him guard the Peach Garden, he would have been reincarnated by now."
Instead of asking the immortal official he befriended to tug at his clothes, you can blame the monkey. If Liu Qiao was offended by any of his words, do you think the toilet seat is still missing an immortal?
Li Jing, who knew how powerful it was, closed his mouth and said nothing.
The decrees issued by the Jade Emperor were implemented layer by layer and reached the hands of the King of Hell in the underworld. The King of Hell looked for the underworld scrolls belonging to Sun Wukong with a wry smile on his face.
Sun Wukong: Shou Yuan??? (Without the mortal body, he has not yet become a true immortal. Shou Yuan is suspected to be shielded by the technique and cannot be spied on.)
Only then did the King of Hell realize that he was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma. Behind the people, gods, ghosts, and demons who could block the records in the underworld scrolls were all those with great supernatural powers.
The King of Hell simply had a sudden change of heart and used the Judge's Pen to erase Sun Wukong's longevity. Black and White Wuchang immediately appeared in response, and the King of Hell directly ordered the two of them to bring back Sun Wukong's soul.
Black and White Wuchang received the order, and the two of them, with pale faces, tongues hanging out, and black and white hats hanging crookedly on their heads, headed for Huaguo Mountain.
It is said that Sun Wukong was restless all day after returning to Huaguo Mountain, as if some life-or-death crisis was approaching him.
Sun Wukong's eyes widened with anger, and he did not dare to slack off at all. He kept his eyes on guard against the heaven all day long, fearing that Huaguo Mountain would cease to exist if he slacked off for a moment.
After waiting for a day and a night, no gods from all walks of life came to trouble Sun Wukong. Just like that, Sun Wukong fell asleep in the lake, and the black and white captivating ropes directly locked Sun Wukong.
The iron chains as black as ink tied Sun Wukong tightly, and the mourning stick in Bai Wuchang's hand directly knocked Sun Wukong's soul unconscious.
"I'm afraid this monkey is going to dig something huge." Xie Bi'an's face was pale, and his eyes could clearly see the bright golden light behind Sun Wukong, and the faintly magical scriptures protecting Sun Wukong's body.
This scripture is mysterious and mysterious, and it connects with the surrounding Qingqi. The Qingqi surrounds Sun Wukong, making his body incorruptible, and there is a faint fragrance coming from it.
Fan Wujiu, who looked fierce, still looked as usual, and his voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell. "We act according to the rules, and it's useless for anyone to come."
Xie Bian held the white hat on his head, held the iron chain in his hand, and returned to the underworld with Sun Wukong's soul.
In the underworld, there are cries and screams everywhere. If a mortal comes here and spends one night in the underworld, he will be frightened and stunned by the screams. If the cold wind blows, he may not survive long.
The smell of blood and the screams of the underworld made Sun Wukong wake up from his coma. When he woke up, Sun Wukong saw that he was tied up with five flowers, and his whole body was limp and unable to use his strength.
"Come with us two brothers! Life or death depends on your destiny." Hei Wuchang's eyes were fierce, and there was no trace of emotion in his voice.
Black and White's abilities are granted by the order of the underworld. Although his status is not high, it is essentially close to the underground level.
Even if Sun Wukong has seventy-two transformations, the ability to bring the dead back to life, and immortality, there is nothing he can do about it.
The order of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is suppressed, even if the true immortal is here, there is no use for it.
Only then did Sun Wukong suddenly realize how dangerous he was. He couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart. Even with the soul-stirring rope tied around his body, he could only wait and see what happened.
Because Sun Wukong did not come to the underworld as a natural deity, he did not drink the legendary Meng Po soup that makes people forget all the emotional memories of a lifetime.
Sun Wukong stepped onto the Naihe Bridge step by step. Countless ghosts and ghosts in the river shouted Sun Wukong's name, and their voices were shrill and horrifying.
The shore of Naihe Bridge is full of Zhumansawa and Datura flowers, black and red in bright red, swaying in the cold wind.
Even at this time, Sun Wukong could not restrain his curious nature and asked Bai Wuchang on the side. "Master Bai, what is going on in this lake?"
Bai Wuchang explained without looking back: "These people are evil ghosts or have big obsessions in their hearts. If the water of the Forgotten River does not cleanse the memories in their souls, these people will be able to move on from the people in the previous life."
edge."
"Want to renew our relationship?"
Sun Wukong murmured to himself, and for a moment he thought of the monkeys and grandchildren who had accompanied him for many years.