Vol 2 Chapter 90: : Goddess and whisk

Dianchi, Sun Wukong sat on the three-foot duckweed and bathed in the glory.
All the reiki of Wushan, the essence of heaven and earth are gathering with him.
In this way, seven days later, a ray of Ruixia spread from the bottom of the lake, the air in the aura can not be opened.
Zhenyuan Daxian and others are delighted to see this scene.
"Aura has recovered."
Goddess is full of happiness.
She is surrounded by Ruiguang, and her vitality is strong and unprecedented.
The aura of Dianchi was restored and returned to the era of the Van Gogh Heaven.
"Is the current aura enough?"
Zhenyuan Daxian asked the virgin.
The virgin nodded and looked at Sun Wukong with a look of adoration: "It should be enough."
Half a month before the full moon night, Sun Wukong retrieved the aura of Dianchi in advance.
Sun Wukong woke up from meditation and looked at the goddess.
"come here."
He said.
The goddess was shocked, did not dare to neglect, and quickly went over.
"Although the aura is restored, you are a remnant of the soul, and the soul cannot be settled."
Sun Wukong squeezed a drop of blood and said: "You have eaten this, I help you condense the soul."
The goddess and the Dianchi have already merged into one and cannot be separated.
He wants to stabilize the goddess of the goddess to ensure that she will not fly away when she leaves the Dianchi Lake.
The goddess reached out and used the blood of Sun Wukong to hesitate, hesitated for a moment, or melted it into the body.
For a moment, she felt that Xianli was smashing in the body like a wave, almost rushing her, and the whole body trembled.
The goddess panicked and meditated on the spot, absorbing the blood.
Looking at this scene, Zhenyuan Daxian couldn't help but ask: "Xiandi, can she leave Dianchi if she drank your blood?"
"No."
Sun Wukong replied: "But let her and Dianchi be separated for a short time and transfer to other magic weapons."
He guarded the goddess from the side.
The goddess sat for a few days while sitting in the meditation. The duckweed on the lake absorbed the power she had radiated, and she also sent out the fairy light.
On this night, everyone was sleeping, and Sun Wukong guarded the goddess on the lake, looking up at the vast chaos.
After leaving the Three Realms for so long, Sun Wukong never retreated and feared, but in the face of chaos, he occasionally remembered the clear starry sky he saw when he was young.
Is the way I am going right?
He sometimes wakes himself up like this. Does he have to violate his original promise?
A fairy shadow stood up behind him.
Sun Wukong put away his mood and turned around: "Have you found out?"
"Found."
Wushan goddess nodded and looked at the duckweed on the lake: "Is this the magic weapon I want to board?"
When Sun Wukong waved his hand, the duckweed on the lake glowed and turned into a dust.
"This is the dust of Daxian, which is made by the hair of my body."
Sun Wukong said: "It has been tempered by the aura of Dianchi Lake, and you have to be moisturized by Xianli, which should be able to accommodate your soul."
The Wushan goddess looked at the dust, and the ivory body suddenly squatted: "Looking for the completion."
"I can give you a chance to repent."
Sun Wukong looks at the goddess: "You know the risks inside."
"I know."
Goddess nodded.
"Da Xian is bent on the road, you want to be with him, it is difficult."
Sun Wukong also pointed out the goddess and said: "This is something that cannot be done."
"I know."
The goddess nodded with a blank expression.
Through a few days of getting along, she already understood very well that Zhen Yuan Daxian was like her in the water, and she could not reach it.
However, even after seeing these characters, the goddess no longer sees other men.
"Although out of reach."
The goddess said: "I want to try too."
Sun Wukong asked again: "Even if it is a millennium?"
"Even for thousands of years."
The goddess said: "I have found the avenue, and why care about the millennium."
Sun Wu hollowed out.
That's it. If there is no courage in this, she wants to impress Zhenyuan Daxian, that is, idiot dreaming.
In Sun Wukong's view, if the goddess does not even have this obsession, she is not worthy of the big fairy.
"So great."
Sun Wukong is optimistic about the Wushan goddess.
Although it is going to run out of millennial years, as long as the goddess insists, he believes that there will be a day of dripping stones.
"Come in."
He picked up the dust and called the goddess.
The next moment, a strong volatility is presented in Dianchi Lake, like a hurricane, sweeping the entire Wushan.
Many birds and beasts hide in the mountains, and they dare not move.
After the volatility subsided, Sun Wukong’s hands flashed in the sky, and the flow of 朦胧瑞彩.

Is it too beautiful?

Sun Wukong is about to cover up the Guanghua above, and suddenly thinks that the person he wants to send is Zhenyuan Daxian.
He may prefer this way.
Sun Wukong immediately gave up.
"Xiandi!"
Zhenyuan Daxian was awakened by the fluctuations, and when he came over, he saw the dust on his hands.
"Have you helped me?"
He took the glory with joy.
The dusty body is full of vitality, emitting infinite vitality, giving people a feeling of rising sun and the birth of all things.
"what?"
Zhenyuan Daxian suddenly found a sleeping spirit in the dust, looking inside, frowning: "Why is she inside?"
"This is the way to save her."
Sun Wukong replied: "I let her board in the dust, and even if the Dianchi Lake is destroyed in the future, she can still have a chance."
Zhenyuan Daxian always feels wrong, I don’t know if it will be picked up.
"Don't you?"
Asked by Sun Wukong.
Zhenyuan Daxian thought for a moment, and the dust waved without a spell. The Dianchi was suddenly overwhelmed by an amazing vitality.
"you win."
Zhenyuan Daxian sighed.
The dust is changed by the hair of Sun Wukong, and the Wushan goddess, on the magical power and strength, does not lose to any weapon of the gods.
Zhenyuan Daxian knew that Sun Wukong had found a small follow-up for himself, but he really didn't want to give up such a good baby.
He instilled Xianli into the dust and awakened the Wushan goddess inside.
"I accept you as a disciple."
Zhenyuan Daxian asked inside: "If you want, follow me with you."
His two sentences are both an invitation and a rejection.
Wushan goddess was sad, but still nodded, ready to promise.
"You don't rush to promise."
Zhenyuan Daxian showed Xianli, vast and infinite, instilled in the heart of Goddess.
It is the ultimate fairy tales, grand and majestic, filled with the philosophies of everything, like the sea, often unimaginable.
This is the foundation of the ancestor of the immortals, and the soul of the town of Yuanxian.
The goddess shivered in the vast power and understood the huge difference between himself and the town.
Her weak soul almost destroyed, and finally stabilized.
God girl clenched her teeth.
"I am willing."
She answered the question of Zhenyuan Daxian.
Zhenyuan Daxian got a satisfactory answer and collected the dust.