The last "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" fell, and the "Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation" came to an end.
In the courtyard - if that's what it's called, there's a deathly silence, the smoke is slowly dissipating, and it seems like there's no life left.
Sun Wukong looked at it with wide eyes. The "Golden Eyes of Destruction" had been adjusted to the extreme. The thousand-year-old stone monkey shed tears.
"Junior brother..."
"Amitabha, Kuro..."
"Brother, is everything over? Second brother has sacrificed so much, but in the end..."
The man with leaves covering his shoulders and his waist covered in tiger and leopard skin couldn't bear to look any further and waved his hand to disperse the light curtain in front of him.
"Third brother, take good care of your second brother. I hope he will forget everything when he wakes up."
Still looking kindly, looking at the sleeping man in imperial uniform, the man with two horns sighed with emotion and sat down silently.
"Amitabha, this poor monk thinks that you are destined to be my Buddha. It seems that this poor monk has made a mistake..."
In the Daleiyin Temple in Xitianling Mountain, Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed with great regret.
"Honorable Guanyin, there is no need to worry about this matter anymore. Go back to your purple bamboo forest and wait for the monkey to come to your door."
Tathagata Buddha, still in solemn and precious form, sits cross-legged on the nine-grade golden lotus.
Over the years, the prehistoric era has been shattered, the three realms have changed, and countless geniuses have emerged one after another. If all geniuses can survive, can the three realms still hold up?
"Zhen Yuanzi, can you let me in now? We can wait until I clean up the remains of my junior brother before we can deal with any other serious grievances."
Sun Wukong's eyes were a little red. It seemed that if Zhen Yuanzi didn't agree, he could immediately transform into a "Explosive Ape" and increase his combat power dozens of times. He didn't believe that he couldn't even open a mere protective wall.
"Sun Wukong, you are such an impatient monkey. Is the "Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation" really over? "
Zhen Yuanzi didn't care about Sun Wukong's tone and words, and even asked happily.
Sun Wukong looked up at the sky. The thunderbolt had dissipated, and there was no longer the endless purple lightning in the sky.
At a glance, there are no clouds in the sky, the sun has turned to the west, but it is still emitting its magnanimous light, the breeze is blowing, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
"Zhen Yuanzi, what do you mean? Are you taking advantage of me for fun?"
Sun Wukong was impatient and had already taken the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel" in his hand. If Zhen Yuanzi showed such a provocative face again, he would not care whether he was an opponent or not and would fight first.
"Haha, look again -"
Zhen Yuanzi flicked the whisk again, and the wall of light that surrounded the courtyard was removed. Before Sun Wukong could react, he saw purple light scattered in the sky.
"Ah, this is it?..."
"Haha, Sun Wukong, you have also experienced the Taiyi Golden Immortal Tribulation, don't you even recognize this?"
Of course Sun Wukong knows what this is. Anyone who successfully overcomes the tribulation will receive kindness from heaven, which is not only a reward for the cultivator, but also a disguised compensation for the thunder tribulation.
However, Sun Wukong has never seen this purple-gold reward. What he got was mostly golden.
"This son has great blessings. He survived the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" calamity, and of course the compensation he received is extraordinary. He has just been promoted to the "Celestial Immortal" realm, and I am afraid that his cultivation level will not increase much. It seems that he needs to strengthen his body. "
Sure enough, dots of purple gold were scattered on Li Zhi's remains, including his separated limbs and the spilled blood.
Gradually, the separated limbs and blood, as if each had a life, regrouped, and finally spliced with the torso.
And in the battle to overcome the tribulation, the "Black Cloud Tyrant Sun Spear" that was split into pieces by the thunder tribulation actually condensed again.
However, the image has undergone a major change. From beginning to end, the entire gun is purple-gold. There are several lightning patterns on the gun barrel. The head of the gun is different from the common triangular pointed shape, and is more like the head of a snake spear. But it is also in the shape of lightning.
The "Black Cloud Dominant Sun Spear" was originally a fire type, but now it has become a thunder type. After being reborn, this gun can no longer be used.
Then he went to the magic weapon level, and was actually promoted to the mid-level acquired spiritual treasure level.
Weapons forged with calamity thunder, reborn with heavenly compensation, and capable of advancement have never been seen or heard of in hundreds of millions of years.
At this time, Li Zhi, who was lying on the ground, also changed. His body was reshaped, his limbs and torso became stronger, and he no longer looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
With the approval of Heavenly Dao, Li Zhi also officially entered the "Celestial Immortal" realm, and with the compensation of Heavenly Dao, he directly reached the late stage of "Celestial Immortal".
More purple and gold spots penetrated into Li Zhi's body, soaking into every inch of skin, every meridian, every bone, and every eye orifice.
"It's strange, it's strange. This child is now in the late stage of "Celestial Immortal", but the strength of his body has reached the perfection of "Golden Immortal". I'm afraid only the former Witch Clan has such a heaven-defying body. Even the Monster Clan It’s all beyond our reach…”
Seeing Li Zhi's change, Zhen Yuanzi sighed again.
Only half a day had passed, and this great man who had come from ancient times had actually expressed so many emotions in Li Zhi, a little "celestial being".
"I, Old Sun, guess that maybe, maybe it's because my junior brother has refined the essence and blood of Zhulong?"
Sun Wukong was naturally stunned and murmured to himself, but he was happy for Li Zhi from the bottom of his heart.
"The essence and blood of Zhulong? That's not surprising. Zhulong was originally transformed from part of the body of the Great God Pangu. It is of the same origin as the Twelve Ancestral Witches. It is reasonable for him to have such a body now."
At this time, Li Zhi had absorbed the rewards from heaven. After a while, Li Zhi also stood up from the ground.
"Junior brother——"
Only then did Sun Wukong come over.
"Haha, Senior Brother Lao is worried about me. Although this thunder tribulation was difficult to overcome, it has finally passed. Now I am finally a true immortal——"
Li Zhi checked his body and found that he had indeed reached the realm of "celestial being", and even reached the late stage of "celestial being" in one step.
"Cangming Jue" has advanced to the fourth level, and even "Breaking Dreams Golden Eyes" has evolved again. Although it still hasn't caught up with Sun Wukong's progress, it has also reached the "yellow" level.
Not only can he see through the opponent's changes and explore the opponent's realm, but he also has the ability to attack with his eyes.
The new features of "clairvoyance" and "shunfeng ears" on the fourth floor of "Cangming Jue" made Li Zhi even more delighted. Maybe he is almost catching up with the monkey?
Mo Wen and Chun Wu, as heaven sent rewards, their injuries also improved, and they entered cultivation again.
This big gun?
Looking at the purple-gold spear next to him, Li Zhi felt both strange and familiar?
"Junior brother, this is the "Black Cloud Tyrant Sun Spear". However, after this disaster, the shadow of "Black Cloud Tyrant Sun" has completely disappeared. Instead, it has been promoted to two minor levels and has become a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure. "
Of course, compared to the "Ruyi Golden Cudgel" in Sun Wukong's hand, it's still not enough. The difference is quite obvious.
"Haha, it can be regarded as being promoted with me. Since it was promoted under the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder", this gun will simply be called the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder Spear" from now on——"
Li Zhi caressed the spear in his hand fondly. As soon as the name "Zixiao Divine Thunder" was spoken, the entire spear seemed to tremble.
The divine spear was alive and excited, and instantly four gilded seal scripts - "Zixiao Divine Thunder" - appeared on the barrel of the spear.
"Junior brother, how did you withstand the last "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" just now? "
Sun Wukong endured it for a while and finally asked.
Even Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but listen. He couldn't understand how he could save the day in that situation.
"this……"
Li Zhi didn't know how to answer Sun Wukong. Logically speaking, they were considered brothers. They had been dating for more than a year, and their relationship was extremely deep.
Unfortunately, this matter involved the big black gun in his consciousness, so Li Zhi didn't know how to speak.
It turns out that in the eightieth tribulation
When the thunder fell, even though Li Zhi tried his best, he was still blown to pieces by the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder".
The body is in ruins, leaving only a trace of true spirit, clinging to the "dantian".
When the last "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" fell, Li Zhi's remaining thoughts tried to awaken Mo Wen and Chun Wu in the sea of consciousness. These were his two clones. As long as one of them could escape this disaster, Li Zhi would return. There is the possibility of being reborn.
Unfortunately, those two people were also seriously injured. They relied on the automatic operation of "Cangming Jue" and were trapped in self-healing, and their consciousness was unclear.
How desperate was Li Zhi at that moment?
Is this going to be a complete death?
He had heard that dying under the tribulation thunder was a complete death, in which the body and mind disappeared, and one could not be reincarnated.
Li Zhi is unwilling to give in!
In this life, in just ten years, he had too many worries.
In Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, there were his parents in this life, two beautiful and lovely sisters, and seniors such as Qin Shubao, Sun Simiao, Yuan Tiangang, Kong Yingda, etc. who had helped him.
There were also Kunzhong of the Qin family, brothers of the Cheng family, and several good friends. He also thought of his eldest grandson Pingting, and the little dragon girl Ao Ling, whom he had met once.
As for the members of the Buddhist scripture-seeking team, they were all people with profound blessings and great supernatural powers, so Li Zhi was not worried about them.
Just when he was desperate and waiting to die, the last "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" fell, landing on Li Zhi.
I have experienced this feeling of being struck by lightning dozens of times today, but it has never been as...comfortable as the last time.
Yes, it's just comfortable.
The "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" hit Li Zhi's body. Unfortunately, all the energy contained in the thunder was pulled directly into Li Zhi's sea of consciousness.
Is it that weird big black gun?
This time, Li Zhi finally saw it clearly.
The big black gun pulled the energy of the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" and seemed to be cautious, slowly "sucking" it in from the tip of the gun one by one.
Li Zhi "saw" that the big black gun was electric shock from top to bottom.
Perhaps, he was really suffering from electric shock, but the big black gun didn't care and seemed to enjoy it?
In just a cup of tea, the big black gun stopped vibrating and let out a gentle breath.
"Okay, have you seen me yet? After living here for more than ten years, it's time to say hello to you."
An old voice sounded in Li Zhi's sea of consciousness.
Li Zhi can guarantee that he has never heard this voice in his two lifetimes.
"Who are you?"
Li Zhi was not surprised. Too many strange things had happened over the years.
Once was a coincidence, but there were so many coincidences that Li Zhi had to suspect that someone was secretly behind everything.
And the big black gun in his consciousness was one of the objects of his suspicion.
"Who am I? I don't think I have a name, right? I'm just the spirit of this gun."
Then he sighed, as if the weapon spirit of the big black gun thought of something sad.
"Weapon spirit?"
Li Zhi really knew something about the weapon spirit.
As far as he knew, there were usually two types of so-called weapon spirits.
One is that there are great blacksmiths who use secret methods to incorporate the souls of living creatures into the forged magical weapons. In this way, the forged magical weapons have souls and are no longer dead objects.
The other type is a high-level divine weapon. Its own soul is born out of the artifact itself. Such a weapon spirit is powerful enough to surpass the artifact itself.
With the big black gun in front of him, Li Zhi couldn't decide which one it belonged to?
"Boy, you don't need to think about my origins, but now you and I share weal and woe. I will stay here until I find my master."
"However, you are not allowed to reveal my existence to anyone. When appropriate, I will help to ensure your safety."
The weapon spirit seemed to be able to guess what Li Zhi was thinking.
Speaking directly dispelled his doubts.
"Then, Senior Qi Ling, what level of existence are you? Can you rank among the three realms?"
Li Zhi asked weakly.
It stands to reason that he had personally witnessed the big black gun's method of dealing with the last "Purple Sky Divine Thunder". Li Zhi should have made a judgment. Even in his heyday, he might not be able to escape unscathed.
"Hahaha - number one? Is this what you call the "Three Realms" right now? Not to mention others, the one standing outside the yard was beaten by me many times back then. "
Outside the courtyard, there were two people standing, one was Sun Wukong and the other was Zhen Yuanzi.
Li Zhi felt that he was not talking about his senior brother, so what if it was Zhen Yuanzi?
Li Zhi’s eyes lit up!
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Remember what I said, don't reveal my existence. Otherwise, it will be harmful to you."
After the weapon spirit of the big black gun finished speaking, he fell into silence again.
Li Zhi guessed that this person must have obtained the energy of "Purple Sky Divine Thunder" and went into seclusion again to recuperate, right?
"Senior Brother, this matter is complicated. Can I..."
Li Zhi couldn't tell Sun Wukong about the big black gun, but he didn't want to deceive his senior brother. Where could he think of a suitable excuse at the same time?
"Okay, as long as my brother, Sun, is safe, everything else is not important."
Sun Wukong is such a shrewd person. When he saw Li Zhi hesitate, he knew that he had something to hide, so how could he force him?
Zhen Yuanzi, who was not far away, finally heard that he was lonely.
"Hmph, everything is safe? Sun Wukong, have you forgotten the grudge between us?"
Now that the "Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation" incident is completely over, Zhen Yuanzi naturally has to return to the topic.
Of course, he would not be stingy about arguing with Li Zhi over a cross-hospital compensation. Anyone who can pass the "Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation" will basically be promoted to the realm of Da Luo in the future, as long as he does not die in the middle.
A mere cross-courtyard, compared with a rising star in the fairy world, one can still tell which one is more important, Motoko.
His focus is still on Sun Wukong. Zhen Yuanzi still needs to rely on Sun Wukong to invite Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then he can bring his "ginseng fruit" tree back to life.
"Is this the Great Immortal Zhenyuan? This boy, Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty, enjoyed one of your "ginseng fruits" and caused a thunderstorm here, destroying such a beautiful house. This is the boy's fault. "
Before Sun Wukong could say anything, Li Zhi hurriedly put the "Purple Sky Divine Thunder Spear" into the "Storage Ring", came in front of Zhen Yuanzi, and bowed deeply.
Li Zhi naturally knew a lot about Zhen Yuanzi.
Not only do they respect his cultivation, but they also respect his identity as an ancient great god. There are very few great men in the Three Realms who truly come from the ancient times.
"Oh, Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty? Are you originally from the royal family of the Tang Dynasty? That's weird——"
As he got closer, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Li Zhi's face and found that he actually had the distinction of being a "Ninth Five-Year Plan". The dragon aura on his forehead had begun to fill the air, indicating that he would be able to reach the "Ninth Five-Year Plan" in the near future.
However, in his current situation, he is already in the realm of "celestial being". Can he still be an emperor in the human world?
Weird things happen every year, especially today, and they are all concentrated on one person, Li Zhi of the Tang Dynasty.
Even though he was a powerful person who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't figure out the key here for a while, unless it was? …
Zhen Yuanzi suddenly had a bold but somewhat absurd idea.
Moreover, this was the only thing he could think of that could explain why a person who was already a "celestial being" and was destined to live forever could become an emperor on earth.
But, is this really possible?
Counting the time, it was still the last calamity. Since that calamity, the status of heaven, earth, and man has been determined. It is not only the definition of strength, but also the will of heaven.
Among the three realms, what is the largest?
The way of heaven!
Even
A great master like Zhen Yuanzi wouldn't dare to go against the will of heaven. How could he just rely on this kid in the realm of "celestial being" in front of him?
"Senior Zhenyuan? Senior Zhenyuan——"
The majestic Immortal Zhenyuan was stunned in front of a young man like Li Zhi.
"Ah, it's just a courtyard, it's harmless, and the "ginseng fruit" you are eating was sent to Monk Tang by Pindao's messengers. He let you eat it as a favor to him and has nothing to do with Pindao. "
Facing Li Zhi, Zhen Yuanzi did not act like an old-timer. Instead, he was quite reasonable and completely distanced himself from Li Zhi.
"Zhen Yuanzi, in this case, it is still a matter between us. You just draw a line and let me, Sun, take care of it."
Sun Wukong had already come to the side, but seeing his junior brother treat each other with courtesy, he was not embarrassed to get angry for a moment.
Now that Zhen Yuanzi himself has put aside his younger brother, Sun Wukong has also been relieved of his worries.
Originally, they stole the fruit and pushed down the "ginseng fruit" tree, so they had nothing to do with Tang Monk and Li Zhi. He, Sun Wukong, was the principal offender, and the other juniors were at best accomplices.
"Haha, Sun Wukong, in terms of ability, you can't escape Pindao's "world in his sleeves"; in terms of seniority, fighting you would be a loss of Pindao's status. "
"However, since you knocked down Pindao's "ginseng fruit" tree, even if Tathagata Buddha comes, Pindao will ask for justice from him——"
After listening to Zhenyuan's clause about the "ginseng fruit" tree, Li Zhi at the side finally understood. It turned out to be exactly what he had guessed.
"Senior Brother, can I let my junior make the decision on this matter?"
Li Zhi turned around, his back to Zhen Yuanzi, and kept blinking at Sun Wukong.
"Well...well, it's okay to fight. I, Old Sun, have to deal with these messy things the most. Just talk to this Zhen Yuanzi about it. Use Old Sun's local language and don't let him bully you."
Sun Wukong knew that Li Zhi had always been smart and thoughtful, and seemed to have "unforeseen events" from time to time. Seeing that he was so proactive, he simply agreed to him.
Sun Wukong jumped not far away and waited, but his ears were alert to listen to the movement over there.
"Senior Zhenyuan, although I am not a member of the scripture-gathering team, Master Sanzang has become a brother to my father, and he can be regarded as my clan uncle."
"Along the way, the boy has been taken care of by several senior brothers. Now that he has caused trouble in your "Wuzhuang Temple", it is really our fault. "
Having said this, Li Zhi bowed deeply again. Anyway, this belonged to a senior. He was older than himself by who knows how many years. There was no disadvantage in paying more bows.
"Young man from the Li family, Pindao said that this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't wade into this muddy water."
Whether it was Li Zhi's weird magic or his humble attitude, Zhen Yuanzi was very satisfied and didn't want Li Zhi to get involved at all.
"Senior Zhenyuan, I have learned the art of physiognomy, and I can see the origin of some things, such as the things in front of me. If my guess is correct, are you struggling with the "Ginseng Fruit" tree? "
Li Zhi could roughly guess what Zhen Yuanzi was thinking at this time, but unfortunately, he had to get involved.
"Oh, let's just say——"
Hearing something in Li Zhi's words, Zhen Yuanzi became interested again.
"'Ginseng fruit', as we all know, is the spiritual root between heaven and earth. The boy tried it personally and found that it is just a collection of energy. So, is it really a fruit? "
"The "Ginseng Fruit" tree is the only one in the world. It is extremely rare. And in your powerful "Wuzhuang Temple", with my senior brother's cultivation level, does he really have the ability to knock it down? "
"I heard that Senior Zhenyuan wants to seek justice for the "ginseng fruit" tree. Could it be that what you really care about is not knocking down the fruit tree, but how to "bring it back to life"? "
Li Zhi relied on his own understanding of the direction of the plot and made some serious calculations before saying these words in succession.
"You...hahaha, okay, good boy, Pindao is more interested in you!"
These few words spoke to Zhen Yuanzi's heart.
You know, after hundreds of millions of years, not many people may have known the essence of these things. Unexpectedly, a mere human race naivety could tell the truth in one fell swoop?
It turns out that the true form of Immortal Zhenyuan is the "ginseng fruit" tree. The so-called "ginseng fruit" is actually the magic power he cultivated himself, condensed into energy entities.
The energy of each "ginseng fruit" is enough for an ordinary person to jump several levels directly to reach the "golden elixir" realm.
The position of saints in heaven and earth is fixed. Now there are seven saints, and it is said that the maximum limit can bear eight saints.
It's a pity that the last "Grand Meng Purple Qi" that is necessary for becoming a saint has completely disappeared in the competition among powerful people.
In order to fight for the "Hongmeng Purple Qi", Zhen Yuanzi's best friend and the best man in the world, Patriarch Hongyun, even lost his life.
Since there is no longer the possibility of formal sanctification, all the great masters have no choice but to think of other ways, but no one has succeeded in hundreds of millions of years.
Zhen Yuanzi was no exception. He had to convert the excess mana into energy, the so-called "ginseng fruit".
"Senior Zhenyuan, what if we can cure your "ginseng fruit" tree? "
Seeing that his words had an effect, Li Zhi hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot.
