Chapter 249: The Source of the Black Qi of Lingyun(1/2)
"All right……"
He frowned and thought for a moment, and asked the last question.
"Old monkey, what Bodhi Patriarch said..." After briefly talking about what he knew for thirty-three days, Sun Fan asked: "Is what he said true?"
Compared to Bodhi, he obviously prefers to believe in the old monkey he knew at first, the six-eared macaque.
"Yeah~~"
The old monkey pondered for a moment and said, "What is true and what is false. Perhaps, only Sun Wukong who has reached that step will know!"
"We rely on guessing everything about the world that exists outside the world. Perhaps there is only one person in this world who is qualified to find the answer."
"Who?" Sun Fan asked.
"You." The old monkey smiled slightly.
"Me?" Sun Fan pointed at himself, looking puzzled.
"Yes, you." The old monkey smiled meaningfully.
"Well……"
Is it any difference between yourself and the people in this world?
Sun Fan was shocked.
From when did he forget that he was a time traveler?
The real world.
So, what is the real world?
"Think about it carefully, why didn't the Emperor of Heaven leave with them. Think about it from ancient times to the present, why no one has ever said what that world looks like for countless years..."
"Don't be guided by others' words, look for the truth yourself."
The old monkey's words echoed in his ears.
Sun Fan left the eighteen levels of hell alone.
This moment.
He truly abandoned the influence of the outside world and threw away all the three thousand worlds and endless worlds behind his mind.
Start thinking independently, from the perspective of a time traveler, thinking about what kind of world this is.
The Netherworld Sky.
Gloomy and misty.
Apart from the dimness, there seemed to be only a wisp of black air that blows from an inexplicable place.
Sun Fan had already flew very high without realizing it.
But this day seems to have no end.
It was clearly flying upwards, but it seemed like it was falling into the abyss endlessly.
It was until it was completely dark around.
"Is this the Netherworld Sky?"
Sun Fan's eyes shone in golden light, scurrying around, and murmurs softly in his mouth.
suddenly.
He felt a faint fluctuation.
"Where are you." Sun Fan suddenly looked up and looked into the depths of the void.
Somersault clouds automatically emerge under your feet.
The next moment.
The body disappeared from its original position.
The endless depths of the underworld.
A mysterious black fan is like a hanging portal.
Endless black gas gushed out of the portal.
The fan swayed and brought the cold wind to the underworld.
It mechanically and again, as if it was eternal.
here.
It is the source of all the spiritual black energy in the underworld and even the three realms.
In front of the portal.
A figure quietly looked at the iron fan in the air, and the two huge cow eyes were filled with tears.
"lady……"
The Bull Demon King looked at the portal that turned into something and was almost choked up so much that he couldn't speak.
He could not imagine it.
For the sake of himself, a bastard and for their children, Princess Iron Fan was willing to sacrifice herself in the underworld and turned into a fan that would never stop.
This moment.
He hated himself in his heart!
He is a great man in Bull Demon King, and would rather die in front of the South Gate of Heaven back then than his own woman to endure endless pain for him until eternity.
"Madam, I'm here..." The Bull Demon King could no longer control himself and stepped forward.
Halfway through.
But he was stopped by someone.
"You have already arrived here, why should you be so impulsive?" Yang Jian said lightly.
"I have been waiting for five hundred years, and finally waited until Di Ting left, how can I not be anxious!" Bull Demon King said anxiously: "Get out of here."
“Ha~”
Yang Jian did not move and chuckled: "Do you think that with the ears of that dog, you can't find that we have arrived? At this time, you may be attacked by it in the middle of the process."
"At that time, not only you, but Princess Iron Fan will never have a place to turn around."
The Bull Demon King looked at Yang Jian with his eyes as if he was hiding endless thoughts.
Silence for a moment.
Bull Demon King said: "What should we do?"
"wait."
Yang Jian said: "When it thinks we have taken action, and when it is eager to come back, we will join forces to capture it."
"But..." said the Bull Demon King.
"I have been waiting for five hundred years, are you still in a hurry?" Yang Jian said.
Hearing words.
The Bull Demon King was silent.
He actually understood in his heart that with the acumen of Diting the divine beast, if he really wanted to hide, almost no one in this world except one person, Ksitigarbha, could catch it.
After a while.
The Bull Demon King said, "You are really sincere in helping me?"
"It bit the snatching dog to death. You said, am I sincerely helping you?" Yang Jian's face showed a sneer, and his murderous intent was stern.
"Okay! No matter what your purpose is, this time, Lao Niu, I will accept your love! If it is useful in the future, just give me instructions!"
After hearing Yang Jian’s reasons, the Bull Demon King responded in a deep voice.
Yang Jian curled his lips and refused to comment.
Looking at the portal in the void, I fell into deep thought, not knowing what I was thinking.
"Sun Wukong...why are you doing all this..."
The Bull Demon King looked at the fan-like portal and clenched his fists tightly.
He said silently: "Madam, wait a little longer, I will be able to save you from the trap soon!"
For the past five hundred years, he has never given up trying to rescue Princess Iron Fan.
Unfortunately, every time I was listened to it, it resulted in failure.
Bull Demon King doesn't understand.
It was Sun Wukong who made the iron fan the fan that would always blow the black air spirit in the underworld, but why did it be Di Ting this beast who was guarding here in the end?
If he hadn't been worried about the accident when he was separated from the portal, he would have been forced to act. Even if he had to pay serious injuries or even the price of his life!
To be continued...