Chapter 28 Xishan Wukong

"Five elements spiritual treasure?" Xuanming was stunned. He didn't expect Tongtian to let him find such an important thing. Does he believe in himself so much?

"Ha ha, I believe in you. After all, you are the spirit of the holy water. With this innate excellence, you won't be much slower than me when you find it. Tongtian smiled as if he knew what he was thinking. Then he said seriously, "Listen, Ming'er. The chaotic spiritual treasures I want you are looking for now are all self-derived treasures at the beginning of the sky, and they are also treasures of the same age as this world.

"The same age as heaven and earth? So how can I find it? Xuanming was slightly surprised and asked.

"As long as you feel it with your heart, once you see it, you can feel it. This is also the pride of becoming a chaotic spiritual treasure. Even if you have never seen it, you can come out at a glance!"

"Is it so amazing?" Xuan Ming couldn't help frowning and his face was incredible.

"That's right, Minger, now we are in Xishan. I have found the ancient spiritual water in Xishan before, but this happened a long time ago. You can feel it carefully based on your innate excellent conditions. If you really can't find it, forget it.

"Forget it? What about the ancient spiritual water?

"It's okay. If I can't find it, I'll find another way. Then, you go to the poor mountain and find Tu Lingbao, Yu Tu. Tongtian shrugged his shoulders.

Xuanming nodded, and then Tongtian said, "If you find Yu Tu, you can go back to Biyou Palace and wait for me."

"What about the fire spirit treasure and the golden spirit treasure?" Xuanming was surprised. Don't you want these two spiritual treasures?

"Ye, but these two are not what you can find at present." Tongtian smiled and said.

"Look at me!" Xuan Ming curled his lips.

"Okay, you go! I have something else to do. Let's go first." Tongtian smiled and waved his hand, and he was already far away.

"Ha ha, go find Lingbao!" Xuan Ming saw Tongtian leave. He walked up to the West Mountain and searched carefully inch by inch.

"No! Not yet!" After wandering around again and again, Xuan Ming sat down under the tree with some discouragement and gritted his teeth and muttered.

"Nothing?" A hairy-faced thunder-billed little mi suddenly emerged from the dense leaves on the tree and asked Xuan Ming with a smile.

"Ah!! Monster..." At first sight, Xuanming was shocked, picked it up from under the tree, pointed to Xiao Sami from afar and shouted, "You monk, want to scare me to death!"

"Ha ha, if you weren't sneaky, how could you be scared by me?" Little Sami turned over and came down from the tree, waved his furry hand and shouted, "What on earth are you looking for when you come to Xishan?

"What's sneaky?" Xuan Ming frowned. He said loudly, "I, Xuanming, am looking for something openly!"

"Huh, is it open and upright? My grandson has been with you for so long, why can't you see that you are aboveboard at all? Little Shami Road.

"Are you following me?" Xuan Ming was surprised and couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly. After being closely followed by this man for so long, he didn't even notice it? In case this person comes from behind...

For good, this man doesn't look like that kind of scumbag. However, if you can follow yourself for so long, I'm afraid that this skill will be much higher than yourself.

"Since you came to Xishan, I have been following you. Unfortunately, I still can't see what you are looking for!" Little Shami took two steps forward, stopped, and looked at Xuan Ming and suddenly said coldly, "Do you think you came here for that thing?"

That thing? What is it? Xuan Ming frowned and looked at Xiao Shami doubtfully. He said that he didn't know what he was talking about.

Little Shami looked at Xuan Ming's doubtful expression. He lowered his head slightly and secretly said: Is he suspicious? But even if he came to look for that thing, so what? That thing is not easy to take away.

Thinking of this, he bowed to Xuanming and said, "Sun Wukong. Are you again?"

"West Sea Immortal Xuanming!" Seeing that the other party treated each other with courtesy, Xuan Ming also bowed his hand wholeheartedly. Then he frowned and muttered, shouting, "Sun Wukong? What are you?"

Xuan Ming suddenly said with joy, "Haha, are you the great saint?"

"Ha ha, no one has called me this now!" Wukong said with a nostalgic smile.

"Ah, it's really you, the monkey who stole the stick of Ao Ye's family?" Xuanming was happy and stared at Wukong and circled around.

"Well, do you mean the 'Wuyi golden staff'?" Wukong doubted, thought for a moment and said angrily, "Nonsense, who stole anything? My grandson took it openly!"

"Hey, anyway, Ao Ye said so, and I don't know." Xuan Ming smiled cunningly, and his big eyes narrowed, bent like a rising crescent moon: "I think even if it's not stolen, it's a robbery, right?"

"Ha!" Wukong was also happy to hear this. He stood up and patted Xuanming on the shoulder boldly: "You guessed right, this stick was really stolen by my grandson in those years! Alas, I always listen to what you say about Ao Ye, Ao Ye?"

"Ha ha, he is the son of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, my playmate!" Xuan Ming smiled and patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder and said, "Sun Wukong, the great saint of Qitian, you have admired your name for a long time!"

"Ha ha, now the old grandson is no longer a great saint. Amitabha, the poor monk has already converted!"

"Ha ha..." Xuan Ming laughed.

The West Mountain at night is undoubtedly the most beautiful time of the day. Unfortunately, the people sitting on the pagoda obviously have no intention to watch it.

The reli in his body became more fierce... Wukong's bright and eyeful fire gradually faded. In the war a hundred years ago, who would have thought that someone could set a trap for themselves at such a dangerous moment? Burn the lights! Who would have thought that the rare ancient Buddha who could respect and worship himself would do this to himself! Wukong blinked, and his hateful eyes gradually turned into injury.

The increasingly turbulent relics in Dantian have gradually exceeded their control. When Reli completely controls his soul, maybe there will be no more Monkey King in the world, right? That will become a monkey who lives in the soul of the ancient Buddha!

Wuk's thoughts are getting messy. How should he choose? Did you ruin their plan and destroy yourself by the way? Or follow the wishes of the ancient Buddha you worship and become a super-controlled person and walk away from then on?

But what exactly are they planning? What can make the lights that have been acting openly do this?

"Are you unhappy?" Looking at the lonely figure of Wukong in the moonlight, Xuanming, who was wandering around boredly, came up and asked **.

"Xuan Ming? Why did you come up? Didn't you go to Lingshui?" Wukong turned around and asked.

"I didn't find it!" Xuanming pouted and sat down next to Wukong. Dissatisfied, he said, "I have searched everywhere, but I can't find it! I really don't know if this spiritual water is still there!"

"Maybe it's hiding in a corner, didn't you notice it? But maybe it has really been taken away, at least it has been so many years!" Wukong thought for a moment and said.

"Yes..." Xuan Ming was frustrated. After a pause, he said bitterly, "I can't find it, hey! Haven't you found it here for so many years?

"No, I haven't heard anything about ancient spiritual water for so many years." Wukong thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Well, I don't want this." Xuanming shook his head impatiently and said. After thinking about it, he said, "Yes, haven't you been here alone for so many years?"

With that, Xuanming looked at Wukong admiringly and said, "I can't stay in one place for so many years!"

"Real?" Wukong shook his head with a wry smile. He doesn't want to stay here either. He looked at Xuanming. In those years, he also liked to be so lively, didn't he? Unfortunately, once you become a Buddha, you can only keep these three-inch futons quietly. Now he is inexplicably sent here as the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas to guard the chaotic treasure "chaotic bell", and then guarding a broken clock for a hundred years.

"Hey, what's on your mind?" Xuanming looked at Wukong, who was lost in thought, and asked. He can always feel that such a Wukong seems to be carrying many unrecognized pains and difficulties.

"Xuanming..." Wukong shouted hesitantly and asked thoughtfully, "If there is a person you once admired and admired wants/manipulating you to control you to do something secret. Will you let him control it?"

"Secret things?"

"Yes, maybe it's not a good thing, or maybe it's a good thing!"