"Hahaha, old monk, do you think you can deceive Elder Jinchi with some tricks, and you can deceive me, Lao Hei?
I accept this beauty."
A rough voice came from the billowing black air.
"Monster, you'd better put her down. You can't touch her."
"You old monk is really difficult to deal with. I believe in Buddha's teachings and don't want to hurt you. You'd better go back."
The flying speed of this black wind is so fast that it is really difficult for Sun Wukong to catch up without using somersault clouds.
Using the Tathagata Divine Palm, the West, Heavenly Court, and other big bosses may not necessarily have what will happen. After all, some big bosses know that he has taken away the Heaven-Building Spiritual Stone. As for King Aolai, Sun Bukong, the big bosses from all sides treat him like this.
Special ones, even 'witches' don't understand that well.
But if Sun Wukong once uses somersault clouds, seventy-two transformations and other magical powers to link his name and actions, I'm afraid even a fool can guess that there is something wrong with the Sky-Building Spirit Stone itself.
When I went to heaven for the first time, I met the Supreme Being, who probably hid the secret of heaven.
But now, unless it is absolutely necessary, you must not use such magical powers, otherwise Qing Yi will not be able to save him, and he will dig his own grave.
The Tathagata, heaven, will not let a monkey out of control go to obtain scriptures.
The difference in flight speed between the two is too great, and the distance between them is getting farther and farther.
Sun Wukong was secretly anxious, and after chasing for a while, Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief, and the black wind fell down a mountain range and disappeared.
He fell into a valley. The valley was filled with mist, but it did not affect his vision at all.
Suddenly, from the thick fog, a flying sword stabbed him. Sun Wukong hit him with an iron rod, and the flying sword instantly turned into mist and disappeared.
He quickened his pace. With every extra minute, Qing Yi might become more dangerous. He was also a little unsure as to what kind of black bear spirit he was in this world!!
Rush into the thick fog, holding a black iron rod, one on the left and one on the right. Swing the rod so airtight that no water can enter. No matter how tricky your attack angle is, one stick will definitely knock your socks off.
Take some time off.
This stick breaks mountains when it encounters them, defeats monsters when it encounters them, and slays demons when it encounters them.
When I watch Sun Wukong, my energy seems to be infinite, and I don’t feel tired even when I swing my stick to kill.
"You monster, come out here. If you don't come out, I will destroy this place."
Sun Wukong made the rod dozens of feet long and stirred it wildly. Suddenly the whole mountain range changed color, the thick fog rotated together, and the peaks stirred by the iron rod instantly turned into powder.
The monster in the mist screamed like ghosts and wolves.
"Hey——"
The gray mist turned into billowing black gas, and someone shouted out from the black gas: "Where did this monk come from, making a scene in my place?"
What came out was a big black bear four to five meters tall. He was covered in gold armor, holding a steel fork in his hand, wearing a red diamond on his head, and holding a ghost-headed sword. On the sword beam, there were nine human-head-like decorations.
When he saw Sun Wukong, he squinted his eyes and said condescendingly: "You monk, if you don't chant sutras in the temple, why did you come to me?"
Sun Wukong smiled, and then he laughed.
"why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing, you guy, your skin is as black as coal, and you want to steal a human woman to be your wife. You are really shameless."
The black bear monster was furious, "A monk like you, seventy or eighty years old, is about to meet the King of Hell, and you actually laugh at me for being ugly. I'm afraid you are just weak-minded when you meet a woman."
Having such a beautiful girl is all given to Jinchi. Jinchi is the same as you, so you might as well give me an advantage..."
This black bear spirit looks stupid, but his mouth is like a barrage of words. Sun Wukong was stunned for a while, and he kept cursing without repeating any words.
Gradually, Sun Wukong's face turned dark. He was just asking for trouble by scolding the black bear.
"You bitch with a bad mouth shall die."
Sun Wukong rushed forward with an iron rod in hand.
At the same time, he felt extremely aggrieved. He couldn't even scold a black bear.
After a head-on collision with Sun Wukong's weapons, the black bear widened his eyes and said, "What a strong force."
This black bear monster began to use its transformation methods. One moment it turned into a giant bear, and the next it turned into a three-inch villain, fighting with Sun Wukong.
But after only ten rounds, the black bear monster felt numbness in its arms and trembling all over.
His eyes widened and he turned into a black smoke and penetrated the ground, escaping without a trace.
"Damn..."
Sun Wu gritted his teeth and fell to the ground.
Not only is this black bear arrogant, but he is also a special thief. Seeing that Sun Wukong is so powerful, he actually uses magic to escape.
Everyone who had fought against Sun Wukong before felt that it was a shameful thing. Even if they knew the seventy-two changes, they were not good at using it because it was disrespectful to the opponent, and even if they won, it would be disgraceful.
The same is true for the Green Lion, the Nine Yuan Spirit Saint, the Fang Cun Taoist, etc.
But where does this black bear spirit care about those things, the clever method of transformation, and where does it care about fairness and unfairness, justice and injustice.
Sun Wukong's face turned dark. She was a little worried about Qing Yi's safety, but she didn't dare to destroy this underground place.
"Come out, come out!"
He kept stamping his feet on the ground, causing the earth to shake.
He scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and suddenly his heart moved, and he flew towards Guanyin Temple with the clouds on his back.
Sun Wukong had no choice but to leave first. He had read the original Journey to the West in his previous life and knew that the cave of the black bear monster was extremely complicated.
The cave of the black bear monster is underground in this rolling mountain range. The underground caves are thousands and hundreds of twists and turns. It is even more difficult to find the location of the black bear monster and Tsing Yi once you get down here.
When I returned to Guanyin Temple, white silk was fluttering, and a group of monks were mourning Elder Jinchi.
"I will beat all of you monks to death,"
Sun Wukong stood on the wall and suddenly shouted loudly.
Those monks, seeing him falling from the sky, even more powerful than their dead master, immediately stopped crying one by one, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, shouting, "Spare my life."
"Let me ask you, is your courtyard master good friends with that black bear monster?"
All the monks were shouting that they were wronged, some were begging for mercy, and some were crying. It was a mess all of a sudden.
Sun Wukong was upset for a while, and pointed at the fat monk in red clothes in the crowd and said, "Say."
This monk was the arrogant monk who opened the door to them in the beginning, but now he was not arrogant at all. His face was pale with fear, his whole body was trembling and he said: "Elder, that black bear spirit is indeed a friend of the old master..."
"What is the black bear spirit's hobby?" Sun Wukong asked.
The monk in red said nervously: "There are no other similarities or differences, but the black bear monster likes to participate in the 'Happy Zen' and often comes to ask the old master for advice."
Sun Wukong's heart sank, and he pointed his big hand directly into the void, and with a violent suction force, Tang Monk was sucked out of the room.
"Apprentice, don't struggle. Follow me to save the girl in Tsing Yi. I need your help as a master."