[Journey to the West] Fighting the Holy Buddha is very leisurely

Wei's house is backed by a mountain, if there is a strong wind at night, it will sound like a ghost crying when it blows through the forest.Qingjue and Qingyan surprisingly didn't practice at night, and they dragged Wukong out of the cave. Today was just a full moon, and the moonlight was extremely bright. Qingjue hugged his younger brother and sat on a strange rock on the cliff, watching the moon with the wind blowing.

"The two of you are not wolves, and you come to see the moon in such a free time on a full moon?" Wukong jumped up a tree a few steps, nestled on the branch, and snorted, "What's wrong?!"

"If you've been stuck in this place for 20 years, and you can't get out of this mountain, then you will understand that a full moon is already a great gift," Qingjue smiled, resting his head lightly on Qingyan "Furthermore, although we are not a wolf clan, our aura will be more abundant when the moon is full."

Wukong responded vaguely.

He was a little restless, since he walked out of the self-defense family Buddhist hall, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

He went over everything he encountered, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of going to the six-eared macaque, so he could only put all the strange things in his heart on the head of the golden cudgel.

Since the last time the golden cudgel came out when he was in danger, he guessed that it might hide in his body to practice in order to avoid temporary difficulties.After the incident of Ziding Haishi, Wukong can basically understand no matter what strange things happen.

He can't look inside now, and he doesn't know where the golden cudgel is embedded. Wukong is not worried that the golden cudgel will harm him, but every time he fails to absorb spiritual power and is extremely frustrated, he touches his heart and thinks Golden Cudgel also felt that hope was not lost at all.

At least, the golden cudgel is not lost, it is there.

Qing Yan looked at him in a daze, thought it was funny, dragged his tail and moved under the tree to look at him, and asked: "You haven't told us your name yet."

Wukong looked at him and climbed down the tree trunk. He was born as a monkey, so he didn't lose his skills. He smiled and said, "My name is Monkey King." Qing Jue walked over with his younger brother. What is concerned is the name of the lord who suddenly appeared and seriously injured the two of them.

These two monsters didn't know Wukong's name, Qingyan just read it a few times, nodded, and said: "I remember it."

At first, Wukong wanted to directly talk about the Golden Cudgel, but then he changed his mind. Since the Golden Cudgel can be transformed into a human form, if he survives this hardship in the future, it is estimated that he will show people in a more free human form, called the Golden Cudgel. If so, the appearance of the weapon is too obvious.

"I'll call him Xiao Jin." The named Fei Wukong touched his chin, took a word from the original name, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "I'll call him Xiao Jin!"

Don't you have any momentum at all...

"Master Xiaojin, don't you want to see the moon?" Qingyan's big eyes flickered, Wukong taught him the exercises, and he simply regarded him as a friend, and even forgot the grudge that was bullied by the golden cudgel before Jing asked, "Why haven't I seen him for a couple of days?"

Qingjue put his arms around his waist with a smile, and said: "Can't you see? This guy is probably the same as Wei Yang. He was seriously injured and couldn't use his mana. He hurt that lord. He is recuperating. How could it be possible?" Come out often?"

Wukong curled his lips, Qingjue was so thoughtful, he had seen everything he needed to see, and it was not surprising that he guessed it, he walked over and knocked Qingjue on the head, and said: "I lost all my arithmetic power, anyway, I am also your master! Is this the attitude you should have towards your master?!"

Qing Jue was grinning, even though he was thoughtful, he was still a child, and no matter what he did, he was still more or less childish. He and Wukong didn't have any grievances in the first place. There is a hint of affection, firstly, it is the cultivation method, secondly, in the past 20 years, the only monsters that Qingjue has been in contact with are Weiyang and Qingyan, children will be lonely, and it is easy to meet Wukong, and they will become familiar with each other.

Dark clouds covered the moon, it was already late at night.

Qingyan and Qingjue followed Wukong up the tree. The two demons and one Buddha each occupied a thick branch, and the cold wind kept blowing. Even though Wukong was cold, he didn't want to leave.

"It's not right today," Qingjue said with his eyes wide open, "There are no stars today."

"The dark clouds are too thick," Qingyan held his chin, "almost covered the moon. It will rain tomorrow, so we can't go out."

"It's not right, if it's raining, the direction of the wind is not right," Qingjue's long cyan hair fluttered with the wind, like a flag, "Rain, wind, and clouds all change together. The wind direction is reversed, and the dark clouds But it's so thick."

"Brother is really powerful." Qingyan smiled grinningly, and walked around to his branch, almost breaking the branch, "I know it all."

"I learned a little from Wei Yang, but it's just superficial." Qingjue and Qingyan's long hair was tangled together by the wind, and they could hardly tell each other apart. "It's probably going to happen again."

"Forget it," Wukong waved his hand, "As long as he has magic power, he will become a friend in trouble if he enters Wei's house. If he doesn't have magic power, what are you afraid he will do?"

Qingjue sighed, noncommittal.

Wukong leaned lazily on the branch. The formation of the Wei family seemed to isolate them from the outside world. They couldn't go out, and the outside world couldn't affect them.

But at that moment, the golden light on Wukong's body burst out uncontrollably again, which shocked even him.In the dark night, it looks like a golden sun shining brightly.Wukong's heart twitched suddenly, and the feeling that something was gradually peeling off from him came out again.

This kind of formation is very familiar, he has experienced it not long ago.That is, the Golden Cudgel is coming out again.

Xiao Jin, calm down, bastard!It's amazing that you have spells!Do you dare to give a notice when it is coming out in the future!

In a few breaths, two people sat obliquely on the short tree branch.Wukong's golden hair was in a mess, he stretched out his hand and stroked it twice before he could clearly see the appearance of the person sitting in front of him.

Last time, he had a problem with his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly what the golden cudgel looked like, but this time, he was finally able to see clearly.

The transformation of the golden cudgel is almost the same as he imagined, with long black hair tied behind his back, black eyes like the most beautiful obsidian, and facial features that are carved with knives and axes, extremely tough, if we say Wukong's transformation It is the exquisite beauty of the facial features, so the transformation of the golden cudgel is a sharp surprise.

The Golden Cudgel, he is a legendary weapon in the Three Realms.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, and Wukong was sitting next to him, he could touch it with his hand, the golden forehead was blown by the wind, and the beautiful eyebrows and eyes were clearly visible.

Jin Cudgel wants to hug him, but Wukong avoids him.Wukong deftly turned over, hung his hands on the branch, slid down the branch, jumped to the ground, raised his head, and looked at the golden cudgel that stretched out his hand but hugged the air with a smile.

"Don't touch me in the tree," Wukong laughed, and sat down on a rock, "You can't compare to me in this place, Xiaojin."

Xiao Jin?

Jin Choubang shook his head, thinking that this was probably a name he gave to his humanized self. Although he didn't have the slightest momentum, but anyway, Xiaojin is just Xiaojin, and it can be considered closer anyway.

He jumped down and walked to Wukong's side a few steps, hugged him, turned around and pressed Wukong on the boulder, and leaned his head on his shoulder by the way.

Qingjue and Qingyan looked at each other, giggled, and pretended to try to look at the moon.

Wukong couldn't get away, so he let him hold him. The golden cudgel has been by his side for so many years, so it's no big deal to be close.

"Why did you come out again?" Xiaojin's black hair brushed his face, itching, Wukong tried his best to avoid it, but he didn't forget to ask him something important, "Did the hurdle of Dinghaishi pass?"

Xiaojin's hand was resting on the back of Wukong's head. When he spoke, the voice was next to his ears. Wukong felt uncomfortable. He only regarded this action as a weapon's dependence on the master, and really didn't connect it to other places.

The Buddha doesn't ask about love at all, it has been like this for thousands of years, even if it is a golden cudgel, he hugs and kisses, but Wukong's brain circuit just can't go to that place, he is at most confused by the ambiguity goosebumps.

Xiao Jin didn't answer him, but raised his head and bit his earlobe.

Wukong twitched violently, he didn't know where the strength came from, and tried to push Xiaojin away.

"What are you doing!" Wukong stared at him, "Can you talk about business!"

"This is the business, you are the business..." Xiao Jin smiled, straightened up, and licked his lips, "otherwise what is the business?"

Wukong retreated a little further, wanting to knock him on the head and tell him to be more serious: "The matter of Dinghaishi is the real thing! Also, why can't I use magic power but you can?"

When Jin Choubang was asked this question, he seemed to become serious. He waved to Wukong and said, "Come here, let me talk to you in detail."

Wukong hesitated for a moment, but he still walked over. Xiao Jin looked very serious when he looked serious, as if he was born with some intimidating power. In short, Wukong felt more at ease than the evil smile at the beginning.

Wukong sat beside him, Xiaojin didn't do anything else to him, just held his hand, thought for a long time, and then began to speak: "That Dinghai Stone is not a fake, but the fault lies in that stone. Inside is a heart of stone that no one has discovered. During the smelting process, I absorbed all the spirit energy that leaked out.

To give an inappropriate example, it is like a bottle. Someone pours water into it, but it is already full, but the water still flows in continuously, and the water in the bottle cannot flow out. When it reaches the critical point , the bottle will burst.I am that bottle. "

"Then why did I lose all my mana?" Wukong asked, pointing to his nose.

"Our mana is connected, and you know that," Xiao Jin explained, "Suppose I am a bottle that is about to hold water, and you are another bottle that is connected to me, and I can't hold water here. , then the water will naturally flow to you, but this is beyond my control."

"and after?"

"The spirit power has been flowing down and filled our two bottles, but it hasn't stopped. At that time, there is only one way left." Xiaojin suddenly stretched out a hand and put it on Wukong's shoulder. He listened carefully and didn't care.

"any solution?"

Jin Cudgel said: "If the bottle is broken by the water, there is no hope at all. Both of us will die, and we will die tragically. Therefore, we can only take the bottle out before it is broken. Poke a hole in the body to let the water flow out. The bottle is not completely cracked, but the sequelae are obvious. The excess water is drained, but the original water in the bottle is also drained.

My example is not appropriate, do you understand? "

"In this way, you and I have lost all my mana, so I can't cultivate, because as soon as I absorb the spiritual energy, it will flow out." Wukong touched his chin, "Although it is miserable, at least there is still a life left .

Xiao Jin, you did nothing wrong.This incident, anyway, blames my credulity, it is my fault.hurt you. "

Immediately, Wukong's mind vividly visualized two bottles that were connected together and were about to crack, with two huge red stamps on them - fighting against Buddha and golden cudgel.