At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, the sunset was just setting. Wukong caught a durian, lazily got out of the cave, sat down on the stone at the entrance of the cave, leaned against the lotus, placed the durian in front, and then slit the durian with his hands, then touched the durian and squinted his eyes while basking in the sun.

The monkey hair was already knotted because it had not been taken care of for too long.

Wukong touched it casually, and its hairy claws seemed to have recovered its ability in Huaguo Mountain. They were very sensitive. After stroking it on his body, they caught a lice, pinched it to death with their hands, spread it on their right hand and took it. While grabbing it, they counted: "One, two, three... ten."

Now it is not like the Monkey King, but like the unknown wild monkey in the countryside.

"Oh! The Great Sage Monkey King caught lice for himself?" Tiger Fist touched Wukong at some point and sneered.

Xuanzang came to Wuzhishan, as if nothing had changed, but in fact, the impact he caused had already fermented unconsciously. Originally, no one could find Sun Wukong, so the name of the demon king did not bring anything to the world of the exorcist. But now, the news that the demon king Sun Wukong appeared in the world has alarmed many exorcists.

"This wild monkey is the Monkey King?" A big black man looked in front of Wukong for a long time and sneered: "Can he still kill Tiancan's feet? Tiger Fist, aren't you lying to us brothers!"

Another white-faced scholar also looked at it for a while, and said, "No, no, no! There is no domineering at all... If you kill it, who would believe it?"

"I've asked someone, this is Wuzhishan, which is Sun Wukong. Don't look at it's listless now, it's so majestic when he kills the sky and is crippled!" Tiger Fist hurriedly explained: "If you kill him, we will be the first exorcist. Don't be polite!"

"Hey!" The thick black man said bluntly: "Are you Sun Wukong?"

Wukong was lazy and turned over and said, "If you are not talented, you will be the Monkey King Sun Wukong!"

"You are like this, some people believe it as a wild monkey from the countryside, and Sun Wukong, the king of demons, who believes it?" The thick black man turned around impatiently and said, "Do you want to wash and dress it up so that others will not say that we just caught a monkey and said that it was the king of demons, and that it was ridiculed by the world!"

Wukong pointed helplessly around: "Don't mention the Great Sage of the Monkey King. You call the Buddha Tathagata here for five hundred years, and you are also an Indian San! You can't just look at the surface..."

"Let's do it!" A tiger-shaped fist suddenly shook out from the side, the golden golden chain mail, the new lotus silk stairs in Chang'an, and two high-rise purple gold crowns with pheasant feathers, were the long-standing pair of bananas.

Tiger Fist said: "Fortunately I was prepared for a long time, so you can wear this outfit and fight us!"

Wukong turned around and glanced at it, suddenly touched the material, and said with a purse: "This lock golden armor has the weight of gold, and the weaving is also very rough. You can tell at a glance that it is a work of a country blacksmith. It is not good to plaster gilt, and it fails! The shape of the lotus silk buyun boots is too ugly, but it is actually a material of inferior silk. If you touch the flange of the weft, the material will be broken... Failed!"

"Depend on!"

"Phoenix wings and purple gold crowns, and phoenix wings are fine if they use chicken feathers, the chicken poop on them is still there!" Wukong pointed to the yellowish-brown spots on the feathers and came to the tiger-shaped fist and said, "Where is purple gold? Who are you trying to deceive with the purple copper?"

Tiger Fist lowered his head in shame, Wukong pointed at his nose and said contempt: "My original version of Lao Sun is the treasure of the Dragon King of the Four Seas. The Dragon King of the Four Seas is rich enough to rival the country, so he can come up with that set. Who are you cheating of this inferior pirated pirated product imitated by Chang'an? This golden armor nouveau riche is dazzling, and the pheasant comb feathers are even crooked, and the lotus silk and treads are broken as soon as they are worn. Compared to this, my outfit can be called simple, low-key and connotation!"

"And this golden cudgel!" Wukong snatched the golden cudgel held by the tiger fist, threw it to the ground, pointed at it and said, "You call it, will it dare to agree?"

"A dead thing made by Broken Iron! Who did you deceive?" Wukong asked.

The three exorcists who came all fell to their heads in shame. Wukong sighed: "What about your sincerity? When I came to me, I first despised me. What's wrong with my old grandson catching lice? Can't I have some hobbies? Is it normal for monkeys to catch lice? Although I am a Monkey King, I never thought I was very special. I came from the masses and went to the masses."

"I snatch lice and it's called "Going to the dust and going deep into the masses!"

"Taishang Laojun, I am a great master, is it powerful? The Lord of the Three Pure Ones, the saint came to the world. When I caught lice for him, your grandfather was still in the womb!"

"I am so low-key and connotative here. Is it your turn to despise me?" Wukong pointed at himself and came to the three of them: "Who are you holding these broken things for to show them? Yes, my hair is knotted! My body is also covered in soil, right? But the Monkey King is covered in soil, can it be the same as you?"

"That's called a style!" Wukong gave him a thumbs up.

After a while, the three exorcists were almost kneeling down. The three of them had stiff expressions and dull faces. They lined up in a row and knelt in front of Wukong. Wukong asked, "Have you caught lice for the Supreme Laojun?"

The three of them shook their heads neatly.

Wukong said again: "Then are you the Monkey King?"

The three of them shook their heads again.

Wukong sneered, "Then how dare you follow me, a cow? Let me tell you, the Monkey King snatches lice, that is a model of demons, and never forgets his original heart. He is a model of Taoism and Buddha, a method of immortality. Let me put it on!" After that, he slapped him over and hit the tiger-shaped punch and said, "I am here with me!"

Tiger Fist then woke up and pointed at Goku's nose and said, "I tell you... don't hit you!"

Wukong slapped his backhand and said, "The Monkey King wants to hit you, what do you dare?"

"I said don't hit me! I'll turn my back on me again!" said Tiger-shaped fist as if he was fierce.

"What's the matter with you? Do you dare to fight back?" Wukong continued to slap his backhand, staggering his tiger-shaped fist for a few steps, and raised his hand to protect his head: "I said you don't hit you... You still hit you, I'll fight back when you're too big! Ahhhhh! I turned against you! Brothers, let's go together! Kill this coward!"

The tiger-shaped fist roared and set off its posture. The sound of thunder came from the limbs and inside the torso. It was the sound of the tiger and leopard. He pinched his fingers into claws, like the tiger and leopard popping out sharp claws, sinking his qi into the dantian, and penetrated his fingertips. With his actions, he tore the wind and thunder apart, and the evil spirit was hidden. It was even more fierce than when he fought with Miss Duan in the past.

The thick black man had his legs rooted on the ground, his arms spread out like two horns, faintly blending with the Five Fingers Mountain. People use the mountain to help people with their power, their whole body is connected with the veins, their muscles are tangled and expanding, and the invisible momentum discharges the air, forming a evil aura like a black cloud. The posture of Wukong looked familiar and suddenly said, "Isn't this the posture of the old cow pulling a cart?"

The white-faced scholar twisted his whole body as if he had no bones, his body was incredibly flexible, and he posed in a forceful position that was definitely not a human habit. Don’t see that he was not as muscle as the two people in front of him, but Wukong could sense that his seemingly weak body flexibility was accumulating amazing power.

His true energy was entangled and twisted like a snake, as if it could eject at any time.

Wukong felt that the three of them had their own characteristics, and suddenly nodded and said, "It turned out to be the remaining species of the Astrology Gate. I said you are a native of Hebei, who practices tiger-shaped fist. It turned out that it was not the Southern Fist tiger-shaped shape, but the tiger-shaped shape of Shanjun, the former head of the twelve astrology. Those two people you brought should be the cow elephant and the snake elephant."

"You can actually guess our origin!" Snake Lord smiled in a silence and said, "I am worthy of being the King of Demons, the Monkey King of the Monkey King back then."

"Why did the twelve astrological signs come to you three miscellaneous fish?" Wukong asked calmly.

Tiger Fist furiously said, "What do we call three miscellaneous fish?"

"Don't get me wrong." Wukong said slowly: "I'm not raising the others. I mean, the twelve fish are not coming in a little neatly. The family should die neatly. If you only come in three of you, what's the point."

Niu Jun shouted loudly: "I'm so arrogant!" and then he bullied himself and pressed him on.

The three astrological signs were combined and there was some sense of attention, but when Wukong felt that it was like a grasshopper, it couldn't lift it up and couldn't get serious, but it had to deal with it. It had to pinch a handprint with both hands and still sat cross-legged on the stone, just sitting right.

It seemed as if it was slow but actually calmly in the ears of the three people who took action quickly, "Since they are from the twelve astrological signs, don't you know a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

After saying that, he stretched out his arm, raised his hand and hit the handprint printed on the front.

The unimaginable aura instantly stagnated the entire Five Finger Mountain. Where Wukong was, on the huge reclining Buddha's palm, a huge Buddhist swastika symbol appeared behind Wukong. Looking at the familiar starting posture, tiger-shaped fist, or Shan Jun opened his eyes wide, he said in disbelief: "This is..."

But it was too late. As the Qi Jin, which was strong enough to tear the entire Wuzhi Mountain, hit the three of them head-on, they didn't say anything, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. They were photographed on the mountain together with the ashes and merged into the Wuzhi Mountain.

Then Wukong slowly withdrew his divine palm and said, "That's right, it's the Tathagata's divine palm. In the world, besides Tathagata, who else can know the Tathagata's divine palm better than me?"

"This is the Tathagata's magic palm that calls you to cover your ashes!"

In the distance, Xuanzang looked up at Wuzhi Mountain as if he was consciously on the mountain. He didn't know where the touch in his heart came from, so he had to turn back to the climbers who were climbing, "Come on, everyone, we will be able to reach the Wuzhi Mountain realm in seven days! After that, continue to climb on the dangerous mountain path with difficulty.
Chapter completed!