Chapter 680 Borrowing treasure from the Dragon Palace, a different Wukong
"Boom~"
In the vast East China Sea, the sacred treasures that had been dormant for countless years emitted golden light, illuminating the entire bottom of the deep sea.
Xuanhuang's meritorious deeds reappeared, and the heaven-shattering spiritual treasure radiated with overwhelming force.
The white dragon coiled above the sacred treasure wakes up.
Before he had time to react, the Dinghai Shenzhen shook the entire East China Sea. On the East China Sea, huge waves rolled instantly, the waves were turbulent, strong winds blew, and heavy rain poured down.
"Dear brother, please accept your magical powers!"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King, swayed, and the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron escaped from the eye of the water in an instant, and was picked up by Sun Wukong. It stirred the water of the East China Sea, undulating and rolling, until all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the Dragon Palace were frightened. The tribesmen of the East China Sea fled in fear.
He rolled up his sleeves and took out a silver astrolabe.
In the center of the plate lies a four- to five-inch long Meridian silver needle. A cluster of light as thin as a gossamer emerges from the tip of the needle, which is extremely bright.
Where you point, there are two small piles of green and yellow crystal sand. At first glance, they are very small. If you look closely, you will see that the grains are crystal clear, with a strange brilliance that cannot be looked at for a long time.
The astrolabe was obviously prepared, and the Dragon King presented it calmly.
In an instant, the land of Haizang was filled with starlight, fairy mist was misty, and dragon energy was everywhere.
This astrolabe actually has the power to suppress all laws. It took over the Dinghai Shenzhen and fixed the eyes of the East China Sea.
Only then did the white dragon on top of the sacred treasure understand what was happening.
"It turns out he has arrived."
The giant dragon faintly felt the resistance from the Dinghai Shenzhen. This treasure had a spirit and was revived today. After meeting its rightful owner, he naturally did not want others to wrap around his body.
"You've slept for so many years, and now you're starting to dislike it?"
"mean!"
The giant dragon muttered twice and left reluctantly.
Sun Wukong was filled with joy and seemed unaware of the changes around him.
He held the Dinghai Shenzhen in his arms and said: "Although it is extremely powerful, it is very inconvenient to hold. It would be better if it were narrower and shorter."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Dinghai Divine Needle instantly shrank in size.
When Sun Wukong saw it, he was even more happy and said: "It would be better if it were smaller and more detailed!"
As a result, the Dinghai Divine Needle instantly shrank by a hundred feet and turned into a long stick that was two feet long. It had a golden hoop at both ends and black iron in the middle. It was gilded all over and had an extraordinary momentum.
There is a line of characters engraved next to the hoop, which is called "Ruyi Golden Cudgel".
"It is indeed a good baby!" Wukong was extremely happy.
He was about to take advantage of the opportunity to play with his magical powers, when the Dragon King not far away saw his eyelids twitching.
Ao Guang hurriedly stepped forward, took Wukong's hand, and called: "Xian brother!"
Only then did Wukong come back to his senses.
He looked around and saw that the place hidden in the sea was in a mess. He let go of his consciousness, and the panicked expressions of the shrimps, soldiers and crabs were reflected into the sea of consciousness.
Wukong's face turned red, he bowed repeatedly, and said apologetically: "I, Sun Fang, got the magic weapon. I was so happy that I disturbed the Dragon Palace and injured the generals without checking. I really feel ashamed of the Dragon King."
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"What are you talking about, dear brother?" The Dragon King smiled and waved his hands with immeasurable light.
The destroyed seamounts, collapsed palaces, toppled pavilions...all the chaos here have returned to their original state.
"What's the disturbance?"
"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"
Ao Guang's expression was calm, as if nothing had happened just now.
Wukong smiled.
A trace of black light flashed in his hand, and Shang and Mo Fang were floating up and down.
This thing was given to me by Qin Huali, a senior fellow of the Mohist family, on the occasion of parting.
Just listen to the clicking sound, the axis of all things rotates slowly, and the six-sided and seventy-two bodies in the same ink direction reflect seventy-two magnificent worlds.
In each world, there are countless treasures of heaven and earth, magical powers as vast as smoke, countless scriptures and classics, and rare treasures as bright as stars...
Ao Guang looked at them one by one, and the precious light emerging from the seventy-two worlds was dizzying.
Ao Guang's lips twitched slightly, and he said secretly: "They say that Fengqi Mountain is rich and rich, but now that I have met Wukong, the situation is indeed different!"
Regardless of his identity as the Dragon King, Wukong's current net worth is not much worse than his own.
You have to know that this is the accumulation of countless years. How long has it been since Wukong debuted?
He has not yet gone to the Heavenly Palace to receive gifts from Heaven!
Ao Guang felt a sigh of relief in his heart, but his appearance did not change at all. He looked at Wukong with a faint smile.
"Brother, what do you mean?"
Wukong said: "I took the Dragon King's magic weapon and disturbed the Dragon Palace. I should be compensated for my feelings."
Having said that, he turned Shang Tong Mo Fang in his hand, and the seventy-two worlds like treasure houses were filled with light, and a dazzling array of rare treasures were about to pour down.
Ao Guang's eyebrows twitched.
He looked at Wukong with complicated eyes.
'How can I act if you are so honest?'
Fortunately, Ao Guang is also a saint who has experienced strong winds and waves, and this situation can be completely stabilized.
I saw him holding Wukong's hand and saying with a smile: "Xiandi's family is very rich!"
"In this case, it would be my fault to continue to be polite to my virtuous brother."
As he spoke, Ao Guang casually cut out a section from the stream of light in the sky.
When I looked down, I saw it was a book.
Nothing special.
There are two words engraved on it - The Analects of Confucius!
Ao Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile quickly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Given the relationship between you and me as neighbors, having this thing is enough!"
Wukong read it, waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, this book was copied in my spare time, it's not a rare thing."
"The Dragon King can choose again."
A handwritten note became someone else's magic weapon.
How embarrassing is this for Wukong?
Wukong, who had been educated by a Confucian gentleman, really felt that this was inappropriate.
"Handwritten by my dear brother?" Ao Guang smiled even more.
I have to collect it now.
Without waiting for Wukong to react, he quickly stuffed the handwritten copy of "The Analects" into his sleeve.
"The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between villains is as sweet as sweet wine."
"A gentleman is indifferent to intimacy, but a villain is willing to give up."
Ao Guang looked at Wukong eagerly and said with a smile: "Xiandi and I are close neighbors. Now we feel like old friends when we see each other. Besides, these external things have become inferior."
Since Ao Guang had said this, Wukong naturally couldn't say anything else.
"My grandson deserves the Dragon King's kindness."
"Still called the Dragon King?" Ao Guang pretended to be dissatisfied.
"Brother!"
"Eh~~"
Ao Guang smiled and took Wukong away from the sea.
Not long after, I saw the other three sea dragon kings coming towards me.
"I heard that a distinguished guest has come to my eldest brother's house, so I came here to see him."
Ao Run, Ao Qin, and Ao Shun each entrusted one thing.
Exactly: lotus root silk walking on the clouds, golden armor with chains, and purple gold crown with phoenix wings.
Behind the three dragon kings was another person.
Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.
It was him who was entangled in Dinghai Shenzhen just now.
At this time, he was holding a wind and cloud robe in his hand.
These four items are originally a set, and when combined together they become a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
Ao Guang looked at Wukong: "Try?"
This time Wukong no longer refused, he shook his body, and the cloud shoes, golden armor, golden crown, and robes all appeared on his body.
It is true that a man relies on his clothes just as a horse relies on his saddle. When Wukong came, he was wearing red clothes and yellow sash, and looked ordinary.
Now that I have put on my outfit, I can say that I look dignified, majestic, majestic and outstanding!
"Tao friendly appearance!"
Ao Bing sincerely praised him.
Ao Guang said: "My child, what nonsense are you talking about? I am worthy of brother Wukong. Aren't you messing up your seniority?"
Ao Bing was stunned.
I've only been away for a while, are you two getting along now?
Little did he know that the dragon kings of the four seas share the vest of Jiao Demon King, and they have been close and old acquaintances with Wukong for a long time.
Under the earnest gazes of the four Dragon Kings, Ao Bing had a smile on his face.
"uncle!"
"Eh~~"
For a time, the Dragon Palace was filled with a happy atmosphere.