With this roar, the two powerful generals somersaulted several times in the air and fell back to their own camp, breaking some soldiers' muscles and bones.
"Li Shimin, no matter who you send here, they will only achieve nothing. Don't offend me and ruin your emperor's life."
Li Shimin was so angry that he couldn't threaten the emperor so easily.
Li Shimin shouted: "The traitor deserves to die. The whole army will obey the order and shoot this guy to death."
Three thousand golden armors fired arrows together, and the arrows gathered in a square area in the courtyard of a temple. The arrows were as dense as rain.
Sun Wukong snorted coldly, how could such arrow feathers do any harm to a demon king like him?
Even if he stood where he was, Li Shimin couldn't hurt him at all.
But today he wanted to let Li Shimin know that the majesty of the Demon King should not be offended.
"Li Shimin, do you think I'm really afraid of you? It's you who offended me. I don't care whether you are a human emperor or a destined emperor."
When the arrows arrived, time seemed to stop. Sun Wukong waved his hand, a strong wind rose, and the three thousand arrows flew back even faster.
"Your Majesty, be careful."
Yuchi Gong stood up and stood in front of Li Shimin. The countless arrows almost always hit the vital points of the soldiers who shot them.
With one slap, three thousand arrow feathers returned. What kind of magical power is this?
Yuchi Gong was hit by an arrow in the shoulder and said: "Your Majesty, this person is invincible and cannot be dealt with rashly."
Li Shimin looked extremely ugly. He had never encountered such a problem during his childhood.
How can one person be like this? Isn't he almost as good as his fourth brother Li Yuanba?
Is there really such a magical person in the world?
At this time, Sun Wukong flew into the sky, causing all the officials to tremble.
How could they not be surprised that a person could fly? He was either a demon or a fairy.
Sun Wukong looked down at everyone and said, "You think my words are nothing, so if I don't teach you a lesson, you will never remember the lesson."
After saying this, Sun Wukong took out the iron rod. The iron rod instantly became four to five meters thick and several kilometers long.
Finding a certain direction, Sun Wukong swung his stick down from the air.
This stick struck down with the force of ten thousand meters long.
The strength alone can tear a huge hole in the earth.
When the black iron rod hit, the ground shook.
"Guard you, escort you, escort you."
Some people said to protect the emperor, while others screamed in terror.
The ground was covered with dust and smoke. When the dust and smoke dispersed, Li Shimin and the living ministers were all stunned.
What appeared in front of them was a road that was three to four hundred meters wide and 10,000 meters long, extending in the direction of Chang'an City in the distance.
The earth was completely opened with a big hole.
"this……"
This is simply the power of heaven and earth, a force that no human being can contend with.
In the face of such power, thousands of troops are like ants.
Some ministers turned pale with fright, fell to their knees tremblingly, and said, "Great Immortal, please forgive me."
With one person like this, many people no longer cared about the emperor's majesty, and all knelt down.
Even Li Shimin's legs were trembling and he could barely maintain his imperial majesty.
Sun Wukong was still high in the sky, looking at Li Shimin and said: "My emperor on earth, son of heaven, do you still want me to kneel down and kowtow to you or punish my sins?"
"I..." Li Shimin said: "The Immortal made atonement for my sins. I didn't know the Immortal's majesty just now. I have offended many people."
Although he said apologetic words and his legs were shaking, he never knelt down.
Sun Wukong fell to the ground again, took Qing Yi's hand, and walked directly past him.
When Sun Wukong left, Li Shimin collapsed on the ground helplessly.
He is an emperor who has been full of knowledge since he was a child. When he grew up, he led his own army and was always invincible. He had never seen such a fairy, and suffered such a humiliating experience. He didn't even have the ability to resist.
In this world of rich families, how can we resist the immortals who are just ordinary mortals?
He looked up to the sky and said: "Wei Aiqing, do you think I am really the son of God?"
Wei Zheng was a little embarrassed when he heard these words.
If the answer is yes, Li Shimin must ask why?
If the answer is no, then it is definitely possible that Li Shimin will be annoyed.
So he remained silent, just when Li Shimin was about to ask.
Master Tripitaka recited the Buddha's name and said: "Your Majesty, why are you so depressed? You must know that no matter whether they are immortals or powerful people, they are all cultivators. Your Majesty is the emperor, so why should you fear the immortals with profound Dharma?"
Li Shimin's eyes lit up and he said: "Master Sanzang, if I practice, can I achieve the magic power of that immortal just now?"
At this moment, the hegemony and the authority of the emperor became nothing in Li Shimin's eyes.
He just wants to become extremely powerful.
Tripitaka said: "Your Majesty has a body of ten thousand gold. As long as you practice Buddhism regularly and put aside all worldly things, you will surely achieve transcendence one day."
Li Shimin was the founding monarch of the country and had great talents. This feeling of powerless failure disappeared quickly. When he heard what Sanzang said, he suddenly felt heroic and said: "Okay, we will hold a land and water conference for Master Sanzang to save the souls of the dead."
This water and land assembly is undoubtedly the gathering of monks to chant the Purana to save the souls of the dead who died on the battlefield.
At this time, Sun Wukong and Qing Yi were walking on the streets of Chang'an City.
This place is simply a human tragedy. A big city was cut off in half by Sun Wukong.
Qing Yi looked a little ugly and said, "Why do you do this?"
Sun Wukong said coldly: "You don't need to worry about my affairs."
Tsing Yi has never seen such a Sun Wukong. He is cold, ruthless and murderous. How much hatred does this man have?
She didn't even dare to ask more questions about Sun Wukong like this.
They found a random restaurant and settled down.
This land and water conference has taken on a different meaning.
It has also become a convention to save the souls of half the city.
But I guess it will be held in tears.
But Sun Wukong thought of a problem, that is, if he made such a fuss, he might directly raise Sanzang's reputation.
In this case, the King of Tang would trust Master Tripitaka more and might speed up the journey to the West.
If this is the case, Sun Wukong thought: "I might as well follow this monk and go to the West Heaven Road to see the similarities and differences that I am familiar with."
Moreover, the people of this city must have no doubts about Master Tripitaka's nonsense.
On this day, the first day of the first lunar month, the Land and Water Conference was held, and there were huge crowds of people.
Everyone has expectations on their faces. Will this kind of fishing conference really save the souls of the dead?
If it really has the effect of saving the dead, how would you know?
Sun Wukong and Qing Yi are on a mountain outside Fahua Temple.
It's not that Sun Wukong and Qing Yi don't want to go to Fahua Temple, but that person has already squeezed them here.
Fahua Temple is also a royal temple of the Tang Dynasty, but the highest monk giving lectures on this day became Tripitaka.
The eminent monk of Fahua Temple was still very unhappy.
They had a heated argument at the scene.
But the so-called eminent monks who Master Tripitaka argued with in the end were all speechless.
Although the common people didn't know much about the art of debate, Tripitaka's name had already spread throughout Chang'an, which didn't stop them from cheering.
But no one had a smile on their face, because every common people had a death in their home, and they came to listen to this incomprehensible sutra in order to save the souls of the dead in their homes.
At the foot of the mountain, Sun Wukong could see clearly that there was a woman in white who was particularly eye-catching. She was the white dragon in the sea.
"Another creature that was harmed by love." Sun Wukong shook his head and said.
At this time, Master Tripitaka had begun to speak about the Purana Sutra. The moment he opened his mouth, phantoms of dragons and phoenixes appeared in the sky.