Regarding the Taoist world, Xiang Que has met Xitian Tathagata and Dongyue Taishan Emperor, who are considered to be the top figures in the immortal world.
If you include your own, their Taoist world is very different from Sun Orangutan's.
The Taoist world of Sun Orangutan is filled with desolate areas, the land is barren, the sky is gray, and the breath is cold, as if this is not the Taoist world at all, but has entered hell.
Being here, Xiang Que's entire strength and realm were almost suppressed. Let alone the Golden Immortal, I'm afraid even the Cave Heaven Paradise was not as good as that time. Ordinary could no longer be ordinary. It seemed that he had returned to normalcy all of a sudden.
Same.
However, his flesh and blood still carries the power of body tempering, and it still appears to be very tough.
Xiang Que was a little confused. He really didn't know what Brother Sun was trying to do by bringing him into his Taoist realm.
You have nothing, you are poorer than the Taoist world I formed in the first place.
It took Xiang Que a long time to get used to the atmosphere here, so he thought there was nothing wrong with him and wandered around in the Taoist world.
Although Sun Orangutan's world is barren and dark, the terrain is relatively diverse. There are several high mountains surrounding it. There is a pool of black water at the foot of the mountain, but the water ripples are silent.
On the other two sides of the pool, there is an extended plain, which is covered with sand and gravel and several huge stone pillars, but a few of them have fallen diagonally on the ground.
When Xiang Que walked over, he suddenly noticed something the same and looked up at the top of a stone pillar.
There is a figure sitting cross-legged on the pillar, with a stick over one meter long placed squarely on the knees of both legs.
Xiang Que blinked his eyes, and it took him a while to see the person clearly, and he couldn't help but tremble at the "foolishness" in his heart.
The first thing that came to his mind was the image of Sun Wukong in Journey to the West. This figure has the head of a monkey and the body of a man. The exposed skin is covered with long hairs, especially on the head, only a pair of eyes and mouth are exposed.
Xiang Que guessed that this was probably the soul of Sun Dasheng, or a clone.
"Brother?" Xiang Que coughed dryly and called out tentatively.
The "Sun Wukong" above slowly opened his eyes, and without seeing any movement from him, his body floated down lightly, holding a stick in his hand, and then slowly raised it up.
Xiang Que felt that the other party seemed to be somewhat similar to Sun Dasheng, so he asked: "I wonder why the elder brother asked the younger brother to come here? I'm not used to staying here. I can't talk about anything outside. It's like this
secret……"
Sun Wukong's stick had been raised, and one end was pointed at Xiang Que from a distance. He said speechlessly: "Look, let's go back to chat, why don't we be civilized first?"
"Hoo" without any warning, the stick in Sun Wukong's hand swung sideways towards Xiang Que. Judging from the sound of the sound breaking through the air, this stick was definitely powerful and heavy.
"I..." Xiang Que jumped back in a hurry, but his reaction was still half a beat. The strong wind brought by the stick swept past his chest, and a bloody groove suddenly appeared on his chest.
chest.
This was because Xiang Que had activated his body-tempering magical power in a hurry, otherwise this stick would have broken his sternum on the spot.
"Brother, brother, listen to me, we have to chat. Is there some misunderstanding..."
Xiang Que lowered his head and took a look. Blood was pouring out of his chest, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.
Mainly because Xiang Que was confused as to why the other party wanted to give him a stick.
But Sun Wukong seemed to completely turn a deaf ear to his words. He paused slightly and jumped up high with the stick in one hand, and then suddenly smashed it down on Xiang Que's head from top to bottom.
Xiang Que was immediately frightened. If the stick had hit him hard, his skull would have been crushed.
"Shua" Xiang Que tapped his toes and floated backwards.
At the same time, Sun Wukong also formed a straight line after landing and quickly chased after him.
"Bang" Xiang Que's speed was obviously not as fast as his opponent's. Even before his retreating strength was used up, Sun Wukong swung the stick over and hit Xiang Que's right arm.
"Hiss" Xiang Que took a breath of air and realized that his arm bone must be broken.
But the key thing is that Sun Wukong is still chasing after him and has no intention of stopping.
"Bang" Xiang Que's abdomen was hit hard, and he suddenly felt that all the internal organs in his body seemed to be out of place. He stared at his eyes and spit out a mouthful of yellow water.
Two minutes later, Xiang Que lay on the ground like a dead dog.
His whole body was covered in wounds, with almost no intact place, and the blood from the corner of his mouth was flowing down his cheek.
Almost all the bones in his body were broken, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms.
At this time, Xiang Que had no place to move except for his eyes.
Even his lips were swollen, and the teeth in his mouth were at least half broken.
His condition was extremely miserable, and he was probably only one breath away from death.
After Sun Wukong beat Xiang Que, he tapped his foot lightly, and with a "swish", he reached the stone pillar again.
"Guo, I said, we, we are not related, there is a misunderstanding..." Xiang Que rolled his eyes, his mouth leaked when he spoke, and then he opened his mouth with a few broken teeth mixed with bloody spit.
Flowed down.
Too bad!
Xiang Que was lying on the ground as if he was dead, his eyes were filled with darkness. On one hand, he was in pain, but on the other hand, he was confused. He really couldn't understand why one person and one monkey were getting along quite happily before, so why did the other person suddenly treat him so badly?
There was a big fight.
Xiang Que couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't move, so he had to lie on the ground in confusion.
The strong wind blew over Xiang Que's body. He couldn't help but grit his few remaining teeth and screamed in pain.
The strong wind blowing on him at this time was no less than someone using a whip dipped in water and salt, sprinkled with some chili pepper, and then whipped on his already bruised body.
This kind of pain is completely indescribable in human language.
One day, two days, and several days passed by slowly.
Xiang Que's injury is slowly improving, after all, Sun Wukong has not taken any action in the past few days.
After realizing that his injuries were showing signs of improvement, Xiang Que began to activate his body tempering powers to recover from the wounds on his body as quickly as possible.
As a result, he recovered very quickly.
After a few days, there were no wounds on the body surface and the broken bones had healed.
This powerful recovery ability is still very astonishing.
However, Sun Wukong fell from the sky again carrying a stick.