Chapter 100: Mysterious monk

The abbot and the monk dumbfounded that these monkeys all seemed to have wits, and they were not weak at all. At least a few of them monkeys entered the battle in the near future. Turn over, grab the golden light and run.
　　 Among the few people who were kicked over, there was a great repair of Dajin Jindan level.
It was only a moment when the hordes of monkeys juggled with several golden lights flying. They were followed by many embarrassed monks who were still unwilling, but when they saw the huge Sun Wukong and the golden rod of the sky, they stopped one by one. .
　　Sun Wukong reached out and took back several golden lights, and the little monkey in front of him also dissipated on his own.
There are a total of seven groups of golden light groups. Wang Shengning looked at it, and the golden light was wrapped in the same thing. Beads, wooden fish, devil's pestle, small Buddha statues, miscellaneous are all different, plus Wang Sheng has eight kinds of golden books.
　　 The monks who came after the golden light gathered more and more, all staring greedily at these golden lights. Although Sun Wukong was extraordinary in power, they still eagerly tried. Finally, a monk stood out from the crowd, and seemed to speak with righteousness.
　　 "This senior, according to the number of Heavenly Dao Qi, the luck of Buddhism has reached the end. These luck is to Baohe who should be destined. Is it a bit too much for the senior to monopolize."
　　The rest of the monks agreed, and Sun Wukong did look powerful, but they still thought that he was the top of the sky, that is, the top of the golden avenue. With so many monks, they did not need to be afraid.
　　'S voice gradually grew louder and his tone became less and less polite.
　　Sun Wukong raised his head sharply, a pair of golden essences radiating golden mansions, and the unmatched power deterred the Quartet. Everyone was speechless, but then found that Sun Wukong was not looking at them, but behind them.
A few kilometers behind the monks, a plain-looking young monk came step by step.
　　 At this time, he seemed to notice Sun Wukong's gaze, raised his head and smiled slightly, and then took the next step and had already passed the monks before coming to Sun Wukong.
　　 "Amitabha, where the donor comes from." The voice was flat but spread across the sky.
　　 Wang Sheng's eyes were solemn. He didn't see the difference of this monk, but Sun Wukong next to him grinned, and he slowly picked up the gold hoop under his feet. He suddenly knew that the monk suddenly came out in front of him.
　　Sun Wukong looked at him deadly, "Where does my old grandson seem to have seen you."
　　The young monk smiled again, "There are thousands of faces and changes in the world. There are always those who look similar to the poor monks, the donors or have seen them before."
"Hey, it really makes sense." Sun Wukong grinned, and he had raised the gold hoop with one hand. "But somehow, my old grandson just looked at you and always wanted to knock you out!" The hoop stick brought up the ghost image and hit the young monk hard.
　　 "Amitabha." The monk did not hide, but instead sat cross-legged in the void, closed his eyes and began to read Buddha.
　　 The golden hoop hit the monk's head with strong power, the surrounding vacillated, the air waves scattered, and the surrounding monks were overwhelmed without resistance.
　　Wang Sheng could not get away quickly.
　　 He gazed tightly at the position of the monk, where a sudden rise of a golden light wrapped the monk, and it was easy to resist the gold hoop.
　　 "Good bald donkey, eat my old grandson again!" Sun Wukong screamed, leaping fiercely with the gold hoop, his huge figure resembled a hill in the air, and then fell suddenly.
　　\'Bang\' made a loud noise, the space around the monk shattered, and strong winds overturned the ground one layer, but the monk in the air was still firmly protected by a layer of golden light, and he was intact.
　　 Wang Sheng's heart was shocked. Where is this monk sacred? Even if the Grand Sage Master is suppressed here, these two sticks can never be resisted by ordinary people.
　　 "Amitabha, the qi in the donor's heart could have been released." The monk opened his eyes and smiled at Sun Wukong.
　　 Sun Wukong's fire eyes blinked, and he seemed to see the monk transparently, but no matter how he watched, the monk in front of him was just an ordinary monk, with a physical body and no abnormalities.
He smiled abruptly, suddenly changed his magical power and shortened his normal appearance. His body flashed to the monk's eyes. A monkey face seemed to be attached to the monk's face. "My old grandson is most tired of two Buddhist monks, but now you are The third one, but my grandson sees how you are as virtuous as the first bald donkey, so I have to give you another stick anyway!"
　　The voice fell and Sun Wukong flashed, and eight identical monkeys appeared in a row, each holding a golden stick, and slammed down at the top of the monk's head.
　　 "Amitabha!" The monk closed his eyes, and the golden light around him came back.
　　\'Bang\'!
The sound travels in the air at a rapid speed, but faster than the sound, the four spaces visible to the naked eye are all fragmented, no more than the previous time, this time the entire pure space is fragmented, and the cracks that existed in the sky diffused steeply and connected into one A large black hole in the sky.
　　 But Wang Sheng was still staring tightly at the monk wrapped in golden light. The eight rods fell simultaneously, and the golden light was full of light. Afterwards, there were cracks, but they were still not completely broken.
　　 "Amitabha, the three sticks of the donor have passed, where should I go back and forth!"
The magnificent Buddha sounded loudly, and Wang Shengdui saw a golden palm grow from small to large, from the far and near straight to the distance~EbookFREE.me~ and a covered monkey under the palm laughed, "It turned out to be You old man!"
　　Wang Sheng's heart moved slightly, does Grand Master know who this person is.
　　 Finally, the void fluctuated, and a black hole appeared in the space. The Grand Sage was sent into it. The golden palm was slowly withdrawn. The monk stood up and waved his hand gently. All the creatures in this world were sent out.
　　 Wang Sheng is no exception, just turning upside down, he seemed to see the monk taking a deep look at himself.
　　In front of the sky, Wang Sheng quickly stood firm, but found a mountain surrounded by golden light in front of him.
　　 This is Song Mountain, he came out of the pure land space!
　　 There are many monks who were thrown together, flying up and down in the sky, and when he appeared, the huge body of faith and power immediately attracted everyone's attention.
　　 for a moment of silence, and then someone shouted abruptly.
　　 "Catch him, he still has a Buddhist luck in his hand!"
Immediately, several hot fire dragons overwhelmed him. Wang Sheng's eyes were cold, and he habitually pinched out the sword tactics. Numerous sword qi suddenly flew out of the flames to cover the four sides. Find the location that was hostile to him and stabbed him fiercely. .
　　 suddenly screamed, several escapes escaped, leaving a few broken limbs and empty arms.
Stepping out of the flame, Wang Sheng glanced around, and the monks around him finally knew his strength, and they all managed to escape from the light, but then his heart jumped abruptly. After discovering this trick, his faithful spirit body had slightly dissipated. .
He was stunned, and then he felt it carefully. There was no error. It was slowly dissipating. He could no longer hear the call in his heart. He raised the palm of his hand. The white jade Buddha still exists, but not only does it not shine, but it also splits from top to bottom. A small slit, he touched it lightly, and the Buddha statue was easily taken down.