"Brother Zai Yu, who is he?"
The first time Wukong saw Pangu, the Pangu who created the world!
Supreme, immortal, eternal, only...
Wukong found that these words and phrases could be applied to the giant in front of him, and they were extremely appropriate.
He unconsciously used his golden eyes.
But the moment the magical power was triggered, the intense pain made him cry.
"Don't look, this is Pangu!"
Before Wukong could shed tears of blood, Zai Yu covered his eyes with his hands.
Pangu, this was also the first time that Zai Yu or Xuanyuan saw him.
Not only was it the first time I saw it, but it was also the first time I was chopped.
He was chopped out by Pangu's casual axe.
Covering his dizzy head, feeling waves of phantom pain, Zai Yu's face twisted, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If I haven't reached the other side, I don't even have the qualifications to face Pangu directly!"
No wonder Pangu killed three thousand demons as easily as cutting melons and vegetables during the battle of creation .
He is the Supreme and the Only One.
The great wilderness is eternal because of Him.
The demons fled because of Him.
"Because it's Pangu, I can't watch it?"
The Confucian brothers all told Wukong that their magical powers were great, but there were some taboos that could not be seen.
And that is indeed the case.
The giant in front of him was obviously a taboo existence.
When Wukong looked at him with his magical powers, infinite terror surged from the depths of his soul like the sea.
This made him very confused and scared.
What terrified him even more was that with the appearance of Pangu, all the thoughts in his mind seemed to explode, and every thought was frantically reminding Wukong: Stay away from Pangu!
Stay away from Pangu!
Stay away from Pangu!
The unprecedented, almost instinctive fear caused a brief flash of confusion in Wukong's eyes.
He had no idea who Pangu was.
But from the attitude of Senior Brother Zai Yu and the others, it can be seen that this is definitely the strongest person.
But why should I think of running away?
Run away, run away! ! ! !
The desperate urging of the thoughts in his mind made Wukong's face gradually darken. His eyes were wide open and his expression became ferocious.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?!"
The sudden growl startled Zai Yu, and he looked at Wukong beside him in surprise and confusion.
"Brother, I'm fine."
Wukong felt his chaotic thoughts recede like the tide, and he regained his composure. "It's just that I just met Pangu, and my thoughts are a little confused."
"I see."
Zai Yu looked at Wukong deeply, thought for a moment, took out a scroll of scriptures from his sleeve and put it in Wukong's hand.
"Brother, what is this?"
Wukong looked down at the Analects in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.
"This is a record of the Master and us, and what we have said and done on a daily basis. Take a look at it when you have time. It will help you gain some righteousness." Zai Yu glanced at the platform seemingly casually. He said, "If nothing unexpected happens, after this discussion, you and I will have to part ways."
"With it, you'll have more protection on your way to Xiniu Hezhou."
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Wukong smiled, he did not feel sad about the upcoming departure.
In the small world of the farm, Wukong figured out many things.
The separation today does not mean that his fate with Confucianism and Confucius will end.
Holding the "Analects of Confucius" in his hands, Wukong sat quietly like an elegant Confucian scholar.
He no longer paid attention to the battle in the Tai Chi diagram.
With the appearance of the terrifying figure named Pangu, many of the scholars from the Hundred Schools of Thought were chopped out by an axe.
Extremely embarrassed.
Most of the 3,000 Confucian disciples came out.
The Mohist disciples were unable to participate in such a battle and withdrew one after another.
"The Master said: 'If one can review the old and learn the new, he can be a teacher!'"
One by one, the Confucian scholars returned to the rest area and saw Wukong, who was reading a book, and the light golden aura surrounding him.
They smiled knowingly.
The depression and fear caused by being hit on the head with an axe dissipated a lot.
Crash~~
One classic after another appeared in the hands of Confucian disciples.
Soon, the sound of recitation spread all around.
Wukong sat among a group of Confucian scholars, with benevolence and righteousness in front and behind him, and righteousness on both sides.
"Not bad."
Wukong squinted his eyes, seeming to enjoy this atmosphere extremely.
Of course, it would have been even more perfect if it hadn't happened just now.
Wukong thought carefully about the situation where his "thoughts were out of control" just now, and he was sure that the feeling was definitely not his own.
But as his thoughts got out of control, the fragmented image of Pangu that emerged in his mind told Wukong that it seemed to be himself.
"I was also chopped by Pangu?"
As this thought flashed through his mind, Wukong was suddenly shocked by his own thoughts.
"Why would I have such a thought?"
"What kind of existence is Pangu?"
"Then who was killed by Pangu ?"
Question after question emerged from Wukong's mind, and he was not as calm as he appeared.
Holding the "Analects of Confucius" in his hands, he kept reciting the various chapters, but Wukong was still a little absent-minded.
At this moment, a message came into his ears.
"The monkey and the horse work together in heart and mind, and are bound tightly and securely, without looking outside.
All phenomena return to the truth from one principle; the Tathagata dwells together in the Twin Forests."
Wukong's expression changed and he subconsciously looked towards the platform.
However, apart from the Taoist sage Lao Tzu, there was no one else on the platform.
Wukong averted his gaze and murmured softly.
"Distracted mind?"
…
Inside the Tai Chi diagram.
Pangu showed his great power.
The philosophers of all schools of thought were chopped to pieces by the axe.
This also includes the leader and the Heavenly Lord.
Pangu's axe does not recognize any relatives.
But I won't chop less just because he's my own son.
What's more, isn't it natural for a father to beat his son?
Even if this Pangu was created out of thin air by Nuwa in her capacity as the head of a novelist family, by mediating the creation and turning the false into the true.
But I still suddenly felt confused!
when!
The legal punishment tripod flew out and Zichan retreated violently.
clang!
Mozi kept on urging "non-aggression" and his hands were shaking.
when!
The battlefield doctor Bian Que held his medicine cauldron in his arms with great heartache. The cauldron itself was intact, but one of its legs had been chopped off.
Even though this was refined by Bian Que after his reincarnation, he still felt distressed.
Disciple Ling'er advised from the side: "Master, let's run away quickly, otherwise we will lose more than just one tripod leg."
Anyway, when Ling'er saw Nuwa, she felt that there was no suspense in this discussion.
Fengqishan’s ability to stir up trouble has always been consistent!
"Walk!"
After Ling'er's reminder, Bian Que didn't care whether he felt heartbroken or not. He turned around and ran away with his apprentice.
It's not that he's a coward.
Pangu is really powerful!
Boom~~
The green lotus sways, and Pangu's axe descends.
There was a ripping sound, like silk being torn, and a vast world of heaven and earth was split open.
Bian Que saw from afar that one of Xu Xing's sleeves had exploded, and a hideous wound had spread from his palm to his armpit. His entire arm was covered in blood, and the bone was visible.
If he had not still held the Book of the Earth in his hand, Bian Que had no doubt that Xu Xing would be taken away by this axe.
"Brother Dao, aren't you leaving?"
He shouted anxiously at Xu Xing.
"Walk?"
"Why are you leaving?"
Xu Xing looked at the giant who stood tall and proud. The Book of Earth in his hand flipped open, and billions of rays of light burst out. Senran's wounds were healing rapidly.
"Opportunities to face Pangu directly are rare. If you miss this one, you won't know when the next one will be."
There was a fiery light flashing in Xu Xing's eyes. He was excited, and every bit of his soul was excited.
Pangu!
This is Pangu!
The Pangu who turned the fake into the real is still Pangu!
Rumble~~
The wind and clouds moved, thunder roared, and Pangu's axe fell again.
Killing and destruction are rampant, extremely hard and strong!
Xu Xing stood there quietly, motionless, still staring at Pangu with fiery eyes.
This made Bian Que, who was about to leave, extremely anxious.
"Ling'er, you go first!"
Bian Que used the medicine bag on his waist to help Ling'er out of the Tai Chi diagram, then stepped in front of Xu Xing. The Shennong Ding absorbed the mysterious light of heaven and earth, and slammed into Pangu's axe.
Phew~~
Bian Que vomited blood, turned around and shouted, "Are you crazy?!"
"You risk your life?"
"Do you really think that Pangu, who has transformed his fake into real, can't kill you?"
Xu Xing looked at the furious Bian Que, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The Earth Book ascended into the sky, and the mighty power of the earth continuously gathered. A large earth formation appeared, and
"Old friend, what are you so anxious about?"
Bian Que snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "Am I anxious?"
"Why am I in such a hurry? I should just let some ungrateful guy get chopped to death with an axe!"
Xu Xing's smile widened: "It's not like he's really dead?"
"So you really wanted to die just now?"
Bian Que said gloomily: "Alright, then you die!"
"I won't serve you anymore!"
He stretched out his hand to recall the Shennong Ding, which had another leg broken, but Xu Xing held him down.
"Look, you're anxious again."
Click, click, click~~
The Shennong Ding shook, and the sky and the earth trembled.
Pangu's giant axe pressed down heavily, and the Wu Earth formation was on the verge of collapse.
Bian Que's face changed, and he was about to draw the red whip in his hand but didn't.
"Let me do it."
Xu Xing smiled lightly. He formed a seal with his left hand and chanted a spell: "My anger shakes the heaven and earth, and the sun and moon lose their luster. My Qi swallows up the five mountains and overturns the four directions. Those who obey my spell will quickly surrender. Those who disobey my spell will die instantly..."
"The dark space reflects the void. Disaster has befallen this place, and misfortune is veiled. Heaven's wrath has fallen upon the body, and the five elements are emaciated. The soul is annihilated, and the spirit is scattered and collapsed..."
"The evil is immense, the calamities are numerous. The five energies are exhausted, and the three flowers die instantly..."
After one incantation was recited, another one followed, each incantation filled with endless murderous intent.
Three thousand mantras were recited in an instant.
Blood gushed out of Xu Xing's seven orifices.
Boom~~
The giant where wind and cloud meet paused.
The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, and killing and fighting disappear.
Xu Xing took the axe attack head-on and didn't retreat a single step.
“Hiss~~”
The scholars from all directions gasped.
Bian Que opened his mouth slightly, staring at Xu Xing in astonishment: "Brother Daoist, are you really that good?"
“That’s it!”
Xu Xing touched his blood-stained face and raised his chin slightly: "I want to die, who can take me away?"
Pangu?
Even Pangu can’t do it!
"Look at what you can do!"
Bian Que laughed heartily and patted Xu Xing's shoulder vigorously.
Plop~~
Xu Xing stumbled and almost fell.
Bian Que quickly supported him and nervously checked him up and down. He found that Xu Xing was just exhausted and was not seriously injured.
"If you can't do it, just tell me. Why are you showing off?" Bian Que seemed to be complaining, but the smile in his heart made the corners of his mouth stretch to the back of his ears.
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!"
A somewhat angry voice reached Bian Que's ears.
far away.
The woman in a crimson dress was blocked by Mingyu.
"Big Sister!"
Tingfeng looked at Jun Yue nervously, fearing that his master would be killed in the blink of an eye.
"Don't worry, don't worry!"
"He won't do anything to me."
A long sword was placed on Jun Yue's snow-white neck, but she was not at all panicked. Instead, she gently comforted the novelist's only disciple.
Mingyu looked at Tingfeng carefully, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes.
No wonder I couldn’t tell who it was just now. It turns out that the Empress’ new disciple is Jiang Chen!
Having suffered a loss in the past reincarnation, his reincarnation skills have improved visibly this time.
Although it seems that the true spirit has not been awakened yet, it is at least much better than the previous life.
"Where did your Majesty find him?" Mingyu was very curious.
"I found it on the road."
Nuwa said it very casually, as if she had gone out and picked up a kitten or puppy.
Tingfeng glanced at Mingyu timidly and said, "Big Sister found me in Handan."
"At that time, I had forgotten how to walk and was begging for food at the city gate."
Well, I still need to practice this reincarnation technique.
Mingyu smiled.
"Why, you still don't take it away?"
Nuwa's phoenix eyes widened slightly, this traitor never follows the ordinary path.
While everyone else was fighting, Mingyu was looking for her with a sword!
Mingyu didn't move.
The sword never left Nuwa's neck.
This is why Pangu, who turned the fake into the real, beat others but did not come to kill himself.
Since the great god was summoned by the novelist, no matter how powerful he is, it is definitely right to kidnap the novelist.
As expected, Jun Yue, who successfully summoned Pangu, was exhausted and Mingyu easily subdued her.
"How true has the Queen been in cultivating this Pangu?" Mingyu looked into the distance. Under Pangu's axe, all the disciples were in a mess.
"you guess?"
Nuwa smiled sweetly. She looked at Mingyu, who was unmoved, and asked in confusion, "Everyone is going, why aren't you going?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Fuck Pangu!"
“No!”
Nuwa blinked her beautiful eyelashes.
She felt that her apprentice had changed.
When the boss was causing trouble, the third in command didn't even get involved?
Is this reasonable?
"This is the eternal supreme, the only Pangu of all time!"
"Aren't you going to prove Pangu?"
"Pangu is right in front of you now, why aren't you tempted?"
Nuwa looked even more excited than Mingyu, and she was unaware that the Dejian had left a red mark on her slender neck.
Mingyu looked calm.
A glimmer of light flashed from the Dejian sword, erasing the red mark. He said calmly, "This Pangu is fake."
"I'm practicing Taoism!"
“But it’s still fake.”
"If it's fake, you should go!"
"No."
"You don't even dare to go if it's fake? Are you scared?"
"no."
"I'll believe you if you go."
“He is a fake.”
“…”
One of them urged desperately, while the other refused decisively.
After three refusals and nine declines.
There are few living people in the Tai Chi diagram.
Pangu killed everyone in his circle, and all his disciples ran away.
Zichan and Mozi also ran away.
It's really awkward to fight with your own "father".
Rumble~~
The "demon god" was cleared by 99%, and Pangu, standing tall and upright, walked towards Mingyu.
Just when Mingyu thought everything was over, Pangu raised his axe.
There are thunder and lightning in the sky, and wind and clouds are gathering.
A huge crack appeared in the infinite space and time.
The axe that crushes everything comes down, regardless of friend or foe.
At this moment, in Pangu's eyes, Mingyu and the other two were demons who were hindering him from opening the sky!
"Big...Big Sister!"
Ting Feng stammered, his whole body trembling: "He wants to kill us!"
Mingyu's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked directly at Nuwa: "My Lady, how much of a true cultivation have you achieved?!"
Nuwa looked away guiltily, looking at the murderous Pangu. She said uncertainly, "About twenty or thirty minutes."
Twenty or thirty?!
Mingyu's mouth twitched fiercely, you really are worthy of being the boss!
clang~
The long sword leans against the sky, and the world is shaken.