The tree cage fell over with a crash, the evil wind was like a knife, and all the bark of the tree fell away. The old cow turned the steel fork in his hand into an axe, decapitated and removed the roots of the big tree, and then picked it into a round shape. Then he put it on his shoulder and walked slowly back to the mountain. .
"Master, I have chopped down the tree."
As soon as Lao Niu put the log down, it fell to the ground and rolled twice. Nezha curiously rode on the top of the big tree transformed from the golden cudgel, pointing at the log with his green little finger: "What are you going to do? Do? Like telling stories before?"
Chen Yuan showed a smile on his face, nodded immediately, rolled up his sleeves and walked up, his fingertips gradually glowing.
"It's like telling a story before, but this is a story that belongs to the Great Sage alone."
The shimmering fingertips pinched the magic weapon and drew it across the log. With a slight stroke, the wood chips flew into the air, and the scattered wood chips turned into wisps of clouds and smoke, forming a series of white clouds, like a sea of clouds surging into the sky.
The logs were carved out of thin air and split into several pieces, just like the carvings with knives and pens, carving out hooked doors and windows, the tiled roofs of the palace walls, and the cornices. In mid-air, there were also wooden blocks turned into human shapes, with majestic faces, angry, panic, and some He makes a shouting gesture, his clothes and armor are extraordinary, and his fairy belt is fluttering.
Chen Yuan raised his hand and flicked it, and the wooden palaces fell into the clouds. The next moment, the palace walls turned red, the tile roofs glowed with glazed light, and teams of heavenly soldiers and generals stood in the clouds and patrolled.
On the mountainside, a small and exquisite heavenly palace seems to be placed in front of you.
"Tsk, it's just an illusion." The monkey poked its head out to take a look, scratching its fur with disdain.
Nezha on the treetop over there is holding the treetop with his feet, hanging upside down with his arms folded in his arms. This kind of magic is indeed as the monkey head said, it is just an illusion of real objects. For gods like them, they are too lazy to pay attention to it, but they can The little person is quite interested in using wood carving and illusion to create it.
"Illusion is an illusion, but this is the first time I have seen an illusion that can be used like this. Chen Yuan, you taught me the art of wood withering, which can be as lifelike as yours. I will trade the magic with you, a god with three heads and six arms." Do you know how to learn? Well, that’s it. Monkeys know it anyway, so there’s nothing unusual about it.”
"Just give it to you, it doesn't matter whether I exchange it or not."
Chen Yuan smiled. The art of wood withering is not a rare thing at all. Most carpenters living in the mortal world can do it, but the accuracy is a little different.
"I don't want to owe anyone else..."
Before Nezha could finish speaking, a black shadow suddenly flew towards him. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, flipped it up on the treetop and sat upright. It was a crumpled book. After flipping through a few pages, it contained the details of wood carvings. .
This book was a gift given to Chen Yuan by Old Man Zhao when he separated from the theater troupe.
I didn't expect it could be used at this time.
"Why should the third prince learn this?" Chen Yuan had almost finished the arrangement. He turned his head to look at Nezha on the tree and asked curiously.
The little man was riding on the treetop, swaying his little feet, humming twice, looking at the book in his hand, with a wicked smile on his lips.
"Take Ao Bing out, humph, pull out the dragon's tendons again in front of his father, and piss him off to death." As he said that, he quietly blew out a breath and landed on Chen Yuan.
Hearing this, Chen Yuan almost lost his temper. This naughty kid is really vindictive...
The monkey over there raised his face, laughed, and kept praising Nezha. He even showed it to him now, wondering how Nezha pulled out the dragon's tendon for Ao Bing.
But then, he was interrupted by the small and exquisite picture of the Heavenly Palace over there.
Chen Yuan summoned the withered tree of the Great Sacred Wood in the carriage parked at the foot of the mountain. The monkey head at the foot of the mountain saw the purple gold crown with phoenix wings, the golden armor with chains, and the lotus root silk walking on the clouds. His face was suddenly stunned, and he stared blankly at the withered wood.
The palm of Chen Yuan's hand seemed to come to life, holding a small golden hoop to scratch his ears and cheeks, which came to life.
"It's not really me..." He murmured.
As soon as he spoke, he was attracted by the picture over there. Chen Yuan threw it casually, and the withered wooden sage in his palm fell away from the clouds, attracting the heavenly soldiers and generals with the words 'Nantianmen' written on the other side mixed with the clouds.
Among them, there seemed to be countless people riding in the clouds and fog who came around, chanting words, waving weapons, and fighting with the monkey.
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Sun Wukong looked at it in trance. Although it didn't quite look like when he was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, the pictures were always somewhat similar. As he looked at them, his apricot-yellow eyes became wet and red.
"I was also very prosperous back then." He murmured softly.
Unlike the monkeys, Nezha excitedly walked around the sea of clouds that were fighting together. He excitedly pointed to a place and said a few words about what was different, why there were no familiar gods, and at this time, the Four Heavenly Kings.
Among them, he kept urging Chen Yuan to make up for the missing gods, and by the way, he also said that it would be better for him to go up as well, and it would be best to break into the Nantian Gate with the monkey and reach the Lingxiao Palace.
Chen Yuan looked at the naughty boy speechlessly. If he had really done this, he would have put his father on the fire.
The story went by in a blink of an eye. As the sky gradually fell to the west, the story of the performance also changed to the story of the great sage becoming a Buddha and achieving perfect merits. However, later on, the monkey head at the foot of the mountain was lost in the lake. He finished watching it with red eyes.
In my future path, I even saw my avatar descending to another world, fighting with a group of mortal monks, going to the devil's cave, and fighting with the gods of the West.
I saw Erlang Shen.
I saw Nezha.
I also saw Wen Zhong, a bunch of evil spirits in the underworld...
"Have I really been there?"
He looked at Chen Yuan over there again, and the other person's figure became more and more familiar in his eyes, as if the familiar figure began to overlap with the current figure, and there were many more memories in his mind that he had never remembered.
"The Great Sage still remembers the magic you taught me?"
Chen Yuan turned around, took out his command and waved the sleeves of his robe, and saw the Dharma light shining all over his body. Nezha on the side was stunned for a moment, then jumped in front of him, with a burning spear in his hand, and stabbed it on Chen Yuan's thigh.
He gave it a gentle poke.
Bang bang sound.
"The indestructible body of Vajra, monkey, you even taught him this, and you still said you don't know it."
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The monkey head at the foot of the mountain looked dazed, as if he had seen many things and many memories. He closed his eyes slightly and turned his face to one side, "We know each other again."
What, my old grandson is still being tortured at the foot of the mountain, if you want to do something, don’t take me with you."
"Great Sage!"
"Monkey head?"
Chen Yuan and Nezha could probably tell that he already knew the cause and effect, and also knew the memory from the future, but his current demeanor showed no sign of getting involved.
The older one and the younger one looked at each other, and Chen Yuan wanted to persuade her again, but the monkey at the foot of the mountain let out a low growl of "Squeak!"
"You two leave."
"Great Sage, this doesn't look like you."
"roll!"
Chen Yuan's words were blocked, and he could see that the great sage in front of him was already angry. He even blamed him for some unknown reason. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When the spell was withdrawn, the scene of the withered wood fighting the Western gods suddenly disappeared.
The mana turned into wood one after another, falling to the ground and breaking into pieces.
"Third Prince, I'm leaving first."
Chen Yuan bowed her hands to say goodbye, and also bowed her head towards the monkey at the foot of the mountain who turned his face to one side.
Nezha dragged his chin with his little hand and looked back at the monkey.
"Where has the majesty of your past, Monkey King, gone? This prince is so disappointed."
hey-hey……
Turning to one side, the monkey with his head lowered laughed in a low voice, his pair of apricot-yellow fierce eyes seemed to want to eat people: "How can I be willing to be pressed here, but it's a pity that I can't get out, but those gods
What else are you going to do? How can I, the old grandson, fall behind others... Hehe, I can't get out, but he can get out."
"who?"
"Monkey King Sun Wukong."
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"Master, what should we do now? Go back to find the fat Taoist priest, or go to that Five Color Village?"
In the forest with dappled sunshine, an old cow was walking on one side carrying a steel fork, with the sound of a urn being heard. Chen Yuan, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped. A gust of evil wind blew, and the forest made a roaring sound.
Lao Niu quickly stepped forward and set up the steel fork: "Where did this monster come from!"
There was a thin mist in front of me, and I saw a short figure carrying a stick walking slowly, making a rustling sound with every step. A pair of apricot-yellow lights moved forward in the fog like lights, and finally stood in front of Chen Yuan, the old man.
The whole picture is revealed in the cow's eyes.
The monkey's head has skinny cheeks, its forehead is kowtowed, and its fangs are protruding outwards, making its two yellow eyes fierce and vicious. The thick iron rod carried on its shoulders is so full that it touches the ground.
The evil aura is strong and permeates the air.
"Is your withered wood still there? Haha... When fighting, don't forget to call me Lao Sun."