Sun Wukong had an intuition that as the major events of Journey to the West were approaching, drastic changes had also taken place in Nanfangbu Prefecture.
Sun Wukong was not sure what would happen if he took Mingyue to Nanfangbu Prefecture, but he was alert and did not want to make a big mistake because of his own negligence.
Now that his soul and body are integrated into one, although the somersault cloud can no longer be used, his speed is no slower than the somersault cloud.
His golden intestine pierces the void and travels long distances faster than a roc flying at full speed.
This is a space folding method, which is more effective against the enemy.
When we arrived in Nanfangbu Prefecture, the inexplicable power became more and more intense.
This is a more terrifying place than the Aolai Kingdom, which was cursed by the ancient heaven.
Everything that has been set is repeated here. No one can escape the destiny, let alone change it. They can only reincarnate the same life again.
Flying in the sky, he saw that the Liusha River below him had a murderous aura.
The canopy roasted pig restaurant on the way to the pilgrimage is entertaining customers.
There is also an evil aura in Huangfengling.
Guanyin Temple still seems somewhat sacred.
As if nothing was affected at all.
Even the people in the small town full of ghosts at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain still don't know that they are dead.
Sun Wukong came directly to Chang'an, and he sensed that the laws of space here were terrifyingly solid.
The gates of Chang'an City are like a city, and Sun Wukong transforms into a human appearance and walks on the bustling streets.
"Have you heard? The emperor has decreed that Jinshan Temple should hold a land and water conference to redeem the souls of those who died in the war."
"I heard that, but is this true or false?"
People who talk are careful.
"Shh, keep your voice down, you know what? I heard rumors from people in the palace that Your Majesty died once, and he also met his brothers and countless souls who died in battle. It really makes me sleepless at night."
"Is this news accurate?"
"Of course it's accurate. Let Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong guard the door so that the ghosts don't cause trouble."
Sun Wukong sneered, the people here are really pathetic, they repeat everything over and over again.
The previous water and land conference, or the previous causal cycle, is probably far less important than now.
He wanted to see if he could do something about it to change the cause and effect of Journey to the West.
The system once said, "The cause and effect of Journey to the West cannot be changed, but what if it changes a little bit each time?
Didn’t the place of Jiangzhou change the cause and effect last time?
Until now, maybe the West is still using the Arhat who subdued the Dragon to replace the reincarnation of the Golden Chanzi."
This time he decided to do something big, "Kill Li Shimin."
But before killing Li Shimin, he had to make sure of something.
"Oh my god, what a ghost."
In broad daylight, an old man suddenly screamed. Just a moment ago, he saw a silent young man in front of him, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Although Sun Wukong has not become a saint in the physical body, he still has the body of Daluo and Daluo Yuanshen integrated into one, and the magical powers he possesses are also very different from ordinary people in the realm of Daluo immortals.
Ordinary immortals in the Daluo realm can sweep the entire state with one spiritual thought, but Sun Wukong can sense everything in the entire Nanfangbu state by releasing a little energy and blood.
Even more detailed than ordinary immortals, he can even sense the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of flowers and plants.
He found that 90% of the souls in the entire Nanzhan continent were full of sorrow and struggled in the repetitive world.
Only one state is special, and that is Jiangzhou.
"Sure enough, my intervention played a decisive role."
"Well, something seems wrong."
From a distance, Sun Wukong saw that the mansion where he once lived was shrouded in the same power of cause and effect as Chang'an, even more powerful.
Even with his current ability, he cannot detect everything in the courtyard with the Da Luo Immortal Technique.
But the rest of Jiangzhou was not abnormal at all.
His Qi, blood and spiritual thoughts explored every corner of Jiangzhou and found that there were no less than tens of millions of statues of his gods, large and small.
Transformed into a scholar in white, holding a folding fan, thick eyebrows, big eyes, thin lips, indescribably chic.
As he walked on the street, he could hear women talking quietly in the dark.
"The people here are much more open-minded than before."
He went directly to the door of Huang's Mansion and knocked on the door. A waiter opened the door, looked at Sun Wukong and said, "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Master Huang Shuren." Sun Wukong said.
"Do you have an invitation? I'm busy with official duties. If there's nothing important, I'd better not disturb you."
The guy's attitude was quite mild, but it was also a soft warning.
"Just say, Sun Wukong comes to see me, but he only needs to come to see me." Sun Wukong said.
This guy saw that he was an extraordinary person, but he was still a little angry. Now Huang Shuren is the master of Jiangzhou, but he was afraid of missing something big and didn't dare to delay. "You wait for a while. Don't leave. If you make trouble unreasonably, I won't spare you."
Sun Wukong can also understand that as the leader of a state, there are many things to do every day. If people come to see it all day long, there is no need to do anything else.
It’s already good without asking Sun Wukong to prove his identity.
Not long after, Huang Shuren ran out respectfully, glanced at Sun Wukong and said, "I'm late, sir. Please come in."
Huang Shuren guided, Sun Wukong followed, and soon they came to an empty room.
Huang Shuren said excitedly: "Master, Liu Shengren, how are you doing, Mr. Liu?"
"Saint?" Sun Wukong said in a daze: "Do you call him that here?"
Seeing that Sun Wukong seemed to be belittling his idol, and even sounded disrespectful, Huang Shuren was immediately unhappy. Before Sun Wukong left, he said, "He will come back, but there will be a person named 'Sun Wukong' coming to ask for an audience. He must be there in person."
Meet."
"Hey, Young Master, although I don't know that you are related to Saint Liu, he is a well-deserved saint in the hearts of the people of this state. In the hearts of the people, he may be more 'sacred' than the three emperors of the human race."
Huang Shuren talked excitedly about Sun Wukong's past.
"Okay, okay, you have done well these years."
Sun Wukong changed his original appearance, and Huang Shuren's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets, "Ah, sir."
He knelt down on the ground and kept saying that he was rude and that he had just been offended. He kept kowtowing and made a clanging sound on the wooden floor.
"Okay, Lao Huang, tell me everything that happened in Jiangzhou after I left." Sun Wukong said.
Huang Shuren stood up excitedly and said, "It is your lord who has lifted the terrible curse on us.
Your Excellency is the savior of all the people in this state."
"Okay, okay, let's get to the point."
Huang Shuren took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down, "Sir, it's hard to explain. You have to condescend to come with me to the current Liu Mansion to have a look."
Sun Wukong carefully discovered that when the Liu family was mentioned, fear flashed on Huang Shuren's face.