Chapter 301: The Stubborn Stone Does Not Know the Truth

It is easy to remove the golden hoop on the head, but difficult to break the golden hoop in the heart. If the golden hoop on the heart does not remove, it means that the warrior is obedient to Tathagata and tamed by Buddhism. Once the golden hoop on the heart is removed, the one who comes back is still the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!

"Battle Order Mecha Qi Tian has arrived"

"Turn on mimic mode"

"The spirit module has been loaded"

"The Descending Spirit is activated"

As the commands rolled out, Dou Zhan Sheng, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, began to deform. His robes with gold thread and red grid disappeared, his compassionate face disappeared, and even the Buddha's light that had been shining all the time disappeared.

The figure stood up, it was a golden-painted monkey-shaped mecha, and then a portrait appeared behind it.

In the painting, a clever stone monkey flies into the sky with a golden hoop in his hand. With one blow of the stick, he kills countless demons and monsters. It looks like the divine monkey is subduing demons and eliminating monsters!
The golden monkey raises his powerful stick, and the sky will be clear for eternity!
The portrait and the mecha were combined, the two were entangled, and then a thin monkey with golden hair jumped out, with bright eyes and golden light in its eyes.

The Monkey King swept his fiery eyes over the crowd, smiled, waved his two monkey hands back and forth, and said, "It turns out that they are a group of demons and monsters. Beat them easily, beat them easily!"

At the same time, energy surged in the Guanghan Scientific Research Space Station, and then the Nantianmen Space-Time Transmission Station was activated. In the mortal world, a ray of golden light flew out from the Qiming Star and cut through the sky.

In the fairyland, along with a column of light, a huge rock fell and landed right in front of Sun Wukong.

"Just in time!"

He raised his fist, and his body of steel and iron, and copper and iron brain, brought out tremendous force and smashed on the boulder, which immediately cracked. At the point where his fist touched the boulder, rays of light wrapped around Sun Wukong's forearm and began to spread to his body.

The majestic momentum spread out, like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth, and the strong wind swept away the clouds and blew away all the immortals and gods.

The boulder and the Great Sage rose into the sky with great momentum. He threw another punch, and the boulder broke into pieces. Then a raging fire and red flames surged. Along with the endless flames, pieces of armor fragments were attached to Wukong's body and reshaped. In the red light, he waved his hand, a ball of fire rose, and then dissipated. Only a red flaming cloak fluttered in the wind.

When everything was quiet, the Great Sage wore a phoenix-wing purple gold crown, a golden chain mail armor, lotus silk shoes, and a cloak fluttering behind him.

Aolai mist, the fragrance of flowers and fruits, a stick to calm the sea of ​​monsters, the East China Sea cliff, in the water curtain, the saint Qitian has higher power than the immortals.

He reached into his ear with his right hand and pulled out an embroidery needle: "Hey, everyone, sorry for waiting for you. I'll send you off now!"

As the needle came out, it grew in the wind and changed as desired. The Great Sage raised his hand and swung it towards the Red Star Emperor who came to disrupt the situation.

Although this stick weighs only 13,500 pounds, people often joke that they can just use a heavy truck to carry it away. Not to mention the magical powers, mana, and skills in Journey to the West, from a scientific point of view, such a large weight condensed in such a small volume, one can imagine how dense and texture it would have. Add to that the kinetic energy and potential energy of the speed of attack, and one can imagine the power contained.

The Qitian Mecha was naturally not an authentic one, but it was also the product of Gu Qingyuan's careful refinement and multiple polishing processes by the Heavenly Court Heavy Industry. The combination of the two cannot be said to be stronger than the original, but it is enough to deal with this group of immortals and gods.

A stick smashed down, leaving a big hole on the ash planet body of the Red Star Emperor, and even cracks spread from the hole to the surroundings like a broken vase. The Red Star Emperor looked at the figure in the air, his liquid eyes slightly flowing, and a red light lit up, forming a huge light tide, rushing towards the Great Sage. The Great Sage laughed a few times, raised his hand to his lips, stretched out his index finger, opened his mouth and blew, spitting out a burst of white mist, and the light tide was rolled back by the white mist and dispersed in all directions. It was not over yet, the white mist pushed away the light tide, patrolled all the way, locked the Red Star Emperor, and turned into a lock to bind the immortals.

"Long, long!"

He shouted, and the stick in his hand turned into a towering pillar. The Great Sage gave a light push, and the pillar fell down and smashed towards the immobile Chi Xing.

After the huge roar, the red sphere was shattered into pieces. The Great Sage took a look and his eyes shone with golden light. He knew that the Emperor was unwilling to get involved in this mess and had abandoned his body and ran away.

The creatures in this world are immortal. After they become gods and immortals, the immortality in their bodies is further sublimated. They spread the Taoism to the mortal world and recite the names of gods widely, all for the sake of that immortality.

All those who practice his Taoism and worship his deity are his believers and followers. Followers can exchange gifts from the immortals and gods through rituals and offerings, and can also serve as carriers for the immortals and gods to descend to the mortal world. This is the second incarnation.

If the immortals' lineage is not cut off, the inheritance is continuous, and the offerings are inexhaustible, they will be immortal. For them, death is just a process, not a result. As long as they still have their followers, they can be resurrected indefinitely, and with countless resurrections, they can drag their opponents to death with a protracted war.

So even though the battles between gods and immortals have lasted for countless years, in fact not many great gods and immortals have fallen. Those who died were mostly cannon fodder whose lineage was cut off, or low-level gods and immortals whose essences were devoured by gods and immortals.

After the body of the Red Star Emperor was destroyed, he would not be resurrected, which meant that he wanted to escape and did not want to get involved in this battle. The Great Sage did not care. He came here just to make a big fuss, and the rest would be done by others.

Moreover, each resurrection consumes the essence of the immortals. At the very least, the strength will be damaged, and at worst, the immortals will fall into a deep sleep, waiting to be awakened by their clansmen. And sleeping surrounded by immortals is tantamount to becoming a lamb to be slaughtered.

The Great Sage looked at the Great Lustful Heaven, the great Buddha of flesh and blood, and said, "You evil monster, you have a golden body on the outside, but you are filthy on the inside. You look a bit like someone I know."

He laughed loudly: "Well, I was just going to take it out on you!"

The monkey summoned up his divine power and transformed himself into a man tens of thousands of feet tall, the same size as the giant Buddha of flesh and blood. In his two hands, he held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. His body was like Mount Buzhou. His eyes were like the sun and the moon. He had a green face, fangs, and scarlet hair. He was ferocious and chopped at the Buddha's head.

Law heaven and earth!

Daseseyutian put his hands together, trying to grab the huge stick, but as soon as it made contact, he cried out in his heart that something was wrong, his body trembled again and again, and his arms broke like a piece of dried tree or rotten wood, but he could not stop the power of the golden hoop. When the stick fell down, the Buddha's head was smashed into his chest.

The golden cudgel was dragged back bit by bit, the Buddha's flesh and blood rolled around, and he raised his head, but his already weird face looked even more dishevelled. He was helpless in his heart, but was still ready to take action.

His entire fortune is in this land of no return. Others can leave, but he cannot. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he does not have the courage to sacrifice the pawn to save the king.

The Great Sage held his iron rod horizontally and looked at the people around him: "Come on, come on, come on together. After all, I have been through a battle like this before, and you are far inferior to me!"

So, on this day, all living beings in the mortal world saw countless shooting stars streaking across the sky.

(End of this chapter)