The sudden changes and killings were a bit unexpected.
The four wings behind Lu Xiaolin suddenly spread out. His left hand released a burst of energy, and his body was already a hundred miles away.
To the left and right of the body are mountains.
At this moment, the two stone mountains turned into two huge palms and surrounded him, trying to swat Lu Xiaolin away like a fly.
"boom!"
Lu Xiaolin stopped dodging, and the powerful five elements essence quickly condensed outside his body into an indestructible circular protective shield.
The simplest and the strongest defense.
"Bang!"
When the two giant stone palms surrounded each other, the mountains shook and the earth shook.
However, Lu Xiaolin, who was inside the circular protective shield, did not suffer any damage at all.
"Yes, the young man is quite capable." This was the voice of the elder.
"However, manpower is limited, it depends on how long you can persist."
After saying that, millions of fish monsters with sharp teeth emerged from the water mass thousands of meters below.
The fish monster jumped a thousand meters and gnawed at Lu Xiaolin's protective shield.
"Click click click!"
Every fish monster is not the strongest. After a few bites, its sharp teeth will break and it will fall into the river on its own.
However, there were so many fish monsters to fill their positions immediately, and subsequent teams soon came in to replenish their positions.
In less than 3 minutes, Lu Xiaolin's protective shield will be eaten away.
In this case, Lu Xiaolin didn't want to hide it.
This is the opponent's territory. If you keep fighting against the elders in the Journey to the West Spiritual Land, your winning rate will be almost zero.
Thinking of this, a pink stream of light pierced the sky in Lu Xiaolin's eyebrows.
The hands are strong in carrying invisible things.
The elder said "Oh" and was surprised to find that hundreds of meteors from the sky were summoned by Lu Xiaolin.
Every meteor outside the sky carries a huge fireball and blasts towards thousands of fish monsters.
One meteor from the sky is enough to make a big hole in the Journey to the West spiritual soil. If there are hundreds or thousands of them, it is hard to say what kind of damage it will cause to this world.
Perhaps realizing the crisis, the elder suddenly said: "Okay, I know you are capable, so let's remove your meteors from the sky."
The elder waved his hand and withdrew his magical powers. Thousands of sharp-toothed fish monsters disappeared, and the mountains disappeared in an instant.
In front of me, there was only the quiet lake and a small boat on the lake.
What is different from before is that there is an old man with gray hair on a small boat, raising his hand to make tea.
Lu Xiaolin pursed his lips and smiled, gathering the true energy of heaven and earth, absorbing the spiritual power of the Journey to the West spiritual soil, and released a fan-shaped air shield into the air.
Hundreds of meteors outside the sky finally turned back after their power was buffered by the fan-shaped air shield.
At this time, Lu Xiaolin seemed a little tired.
After taking a few breaths in the air, Lu Xiaolin flapped his wings and landed firmly on the boat.
As soon as he sat down, the other person's appearance was surprising.
Because the other party is not an old man, but a young man with gray hair, but handsome and cheerful.
The young man was making tea, glanced at Lu Xiaolin, and said with a smile: "If I want to kill you now, it will be easy."
Lu Xiaolin shook his head and said: "I am the shopkeeper of Zhutian Supermarket. If I want to go back, I only need a thought. Therefore, Mr. Wu, you can't kill me."
Mr. Wu smiled, smelled the aroma of tea, poured a cup for Lu Xiaolin, and poured a cup for himself.
"You are very perceptive. When did you guess it was me? My appearance is easy for others to misunderstand, right?"
Lu Xiaolin took a sip of tea: "Actually, I had this assumption from the beginning. I'm just not sure, and there are many things involved in Zhutian Supermarket, so I haven't been here to cook. I hope you can forgive me, sir."
Mr. Wu shook his head: "Young people are terrible. Judging from your methods, you should be on the same level as Tathagata, the Jade Emperor, and Yuanshi Tianzun, right?"
"Thank you sir. I just relied on the energy of Zhutian Supermarket. It's not worth mentioning. I don't dare to compare with the first-generation great gods."
Mr. Wu looked at Lu Xiaolin meaningfully and continued: "No need to be modest. In my territory, the fact that you can carry meteors from the sky to bombard my natal world is enough to explain the problem. Now the question is, are you here?
Are you asking me why I want to kill the characters I created, or are you here to find out why I can enter my own world?"
Lu Xiaolin did not rush to answer the other party's question, but put forward his own rhythm: "Then Mr. Wu is not interested in my world of Zhutian Supermarket?"
Mr. Wu drank the tea in surprise and scratched his head, looking a little confused.
Mr. Wu filled a piece of charcoal into the tea stove and sighed: "If the time goes back twenty or thirty years, I might be interested. But now, I haven't even dealt with my own affairs, and I really don't have anything else."
Focus on other things."
Lu Xiaolin looked at the other party tentatively and then asked: "Then, please forgive me. Mr. Wu single-handedly created the world of Journey to the West. Why did he enter this natal world and start killing Sun Wukong and other characters? Is it true?
It’s hard to explain, or do you still want to get a more perfect world of Journey to the West?”
Mr. Wu raised his eyebrows and deliberately raised his voice to ask: "Oh? The five-person group finally got titles in Lingshan. Isn't this ending perfect enough?"
Lu Xiaolin shook his head: "But the fact may not be true. You also know that everyone in the five-person group has a world of mortals that they can't let go of. Fairy Zixia in Sun Wukong's heart, Gao Cuilan in Zhu Bajie's heart, Sha Wu in
The flower god in Jing's heart, Ruan Ji in Ao Lie's heart, and Duan Xiaoxiao in Jiang Liu'er's heart."
"Is it your intention, sir, to insist on letting them seek perfection in Lingshan, or is there another reason?"
Mr. Wu smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that you read Journey to the West as a love story?"
Lu Xiaolin waved his hand: "As Mr. said, this is a family story. I read it as a fantasy fairy tale in ancient costume, love and monsters."
Mr. Wu took a sip of tea, looked at the flowing clouds on the horizon, and sighed slightly: "That's interesting, but it means they are no longer alike..."
Mr. Wu suddenly looked at Lu Xiaolin solemnly and said: "Well, brother Xiaolin, you can speak frankly. Do you think that if I destroy the world of Journey to the West with my own hands, will the resentment of the five women against me disappear?
"
Lu Xiaolin suddenly understood.
It turns out that Mr. Wu, who created the Journey to the West story, was jointly cursed by Zixia, Gao Cuilan, Hua Ni, Ruan Ji and Duan Xiaoxiao?
Therefore, Mr. Wu had doubts about the Journey to the West story he created, and even hid in his natal world for a time, hiding in the golden light and racking his brains to change the direction of the story. As a result, the first one killed Sun Wukong.
Faced with this question, Lu Xiaolin responded frankly: "Mr. Wu, there may be one thing you are wrong about. Journey to the West has been too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it can no longer be destroyed just by destroying it."