Starting from the control of Hongmeng, fishing for the heavens

"Ksitigarbha, how is your injury? Who hurt you?"

Mu Bai frowned.

"Hey... I also blame the little monk for being reckless. He rashly went to Fangcun Mountain to inquire about the crime, and ended up humiliating himself. However, the little monk's injury is not serious, and he will recover after a period of cultivation."

Ksitigarbha King sighed and said, "However, that patriarch in Fangcun Mountain has extremely powerful mana, and I'm afraid it's not inferior to the one from Tushiita Palace in Heavenly Court. Now that our Hongmeng Palace has offended him, I'm afraid the consequences will be worrisome."

They parted from each other on Putuo Mountain, and Ksitigarbha didn't know that Mubai was carrying the treasure of chaos.

In his memory, Mubai's mana is equivalent to that of the middle and late immortal kings. Although he is the master of primordial mists, and his methods are against the sky, the Fangcunshan one is not inferior to Mubai at all.

If it is really a bad relationship, and they fight each other, it is really unknown who will win the deer.

That's why he frowns and sighs.

"Then do you think Patriarch Bodhi knew about the fact that his disciples came to our Hongmeng Mountain to steal flat peaches?"

The reason for asking this is because Mubai felt that if Patriarch Bodhi knew about it, he would be conniving at his disciples to do evil. Such behavior is completely unworthy of calling himself an "patriarch".

"The little monk once talked with Patriarch Bodhi, and he also talked about this matter, but he told the little monk that he was not in Fangcun Mountain these days, so he didn't know. He also said that he would ask clearly and give the little monk an explanation."

Ksitigarbha King said awkwardly: "It's also my fault that the little monk is too arrogant. He thinks that there are very few people who can match him, so he intends to use his strength to force him to make Patriarch Bodhi hand over a few thieves under his sect, and bring them back to Hongmeng Mountain. Asking, it is precisely because of this reason that Patriarch Bodhi lost face, and they fought against each other."

"In this way, he doesn't know about it, and your behavior is too strong. After all, he is also a highly respected immortal ancestor, and he will definitely teach you a lesson."

After listening carefully to what happened, Mu Bai burst out laughing.

"Master, although Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's actions are somewhat reckless, it is true that we lost nine 9000-year-old flat peaches, right? Is this the case?"

Nie Xiaoqian said indignantly.

"Master, what Senior Sister Nie Xiaoqian said makes sense. If I don't teach the robbers in Fangcunshan some lessons this time, I'm afraid they will be even more confident. What if they continue to steal in the future?"

"Well, there is no reason to guard against thieves every day. These thieves must be caught to prevent future troubles!"

Both Meng Qianqian and Wenren Mu Ling had expressions of distress on their pretty faces.

Although the Zhentian Palace has an extremely strong background and does not lack any cultivation resources, what is lost is nine 9000-year-old flat peaches.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if an ordinary 3000-year-old flat peach appears in the Earth Immortal Realm, it would be enough to cause many immortal sects to scramble for blood.

Chapter 762 Opens the Grand Formation of the Heavenly Dao!

"Of course it's impossible to let it go like this, Qianqian, can't you sign in? And you can sign in once a day, right? From now on, every day, you will go to the foot of Fangcun Mountain to sign in."

Glancing at Meng Qianqian, Mu Bai smiled playfully.

And upon hearing this, Meng Qianqian's eyes lit up.

Her check-in system is a bit special. The check-in items include many treasures within a radius of dozens of kilometers. I can sign in.

If so!

The lost nine flat peaches are nothing at all.

Although it was raining and foggy, everyone didn't continue to ask, because they all knew that Mu Bai didn't hold back his anger and planned to fight back.

"By the way, Enlightenment, during the days when you left as a teacher, did you ever meet your king at the foot of the mountain?"

Mu Bai suddenly remembered this matter.

He had deduced the heavenly secret before, and deduced the approximate time when Sun Wukong came to learn art from his teacher, and now he calculated it with his fingers, it was around these few days.

"Master, in addition to the normal daily practice, the disciple will go to the foot of the mountain to wait in the morning and evening, but he didn't see the king's figure, and I don't know if he missed it or because of other reasons."

Sun Wudao said in a depressed mood.

He and Sun Wukong grew up in Huaguo Mountain since they were young, and they have a deep brotherhood. They must also look forward to each other's arrival in their hearts, and they cultivated together in the Hongmeng Palace to become immortals.

Hearing this, Mubai's eyes showed a trace of thought.

At this time, he also felt that the number of disciples in the entire Hongmeng Mountain was too rare, so few that even those who went to the foot of the mountain to guard the gate had to send the disciples to go out in person, not to mention the named disciples, servants and the like.

"How about this... In the next few days, you and a few senior sisters will take turns to go to the mountain gate to wait every day. Once you see the figure of your king, you will bring him over to see you as a teacher. As for how to take turns on duty, you can discuss it yourself. .”

After a pause, Mu Bai instructed again.

Sun Wudao, Nie Xiaoqian, Meng Qianqian, and Wenren Muling nodded in agreement.

"Master, this disciple has one more thing to report."

At this moment, Nie Xiaoqian said: "The large spirit gathering formation on Fangcun Mountain is so powerful that it absorbs all the spiritual energy within a thousand miles around. Now our dojo has no spiritual energy gathering at all, which leads to lifelessness and even affects the disciples. For our cultivation, please master to use your supernatural powers and think of a way."

As soon as these words fell, Sun Wudao, Meng Qianqian, and Wenren Muling also raised their heads instantly, and looked at Mubai pitifully.

Sun Wudao, in particular, suffered greatly from it.

His cultivation base is the lowest, and he is very dependent on spiritual energy. Because of the lack of spiritual energy, he can only rely on the 9000-year-old flat peach to practice.

Pantao can be used to solve the urgent need, but it is obviously not advisable in the long run.

"It's also my teacher's negligence on this matter, you all come with me."

With his hands on his back, Mu Bai walked slowly towards Tiantian Palace.

A group of disciples around looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally followed Ksitigarbha.

Arriving in front of the Tiantian Palace, which is towering like a celestial tower, Mu Bai pinched out a spell with both hands.

Rumble!

The majestic and huge Tiantian Palace shook violently.

Brush brush!

A stream of thick purple-gold divine light swept out from the palace and soared into the sky, directly twisting and scattering the white clouds above the sky.

Immediately afterwards, this beam of light turned into a purple barrier, which slowly opened like an umbrella, covering the entire Hongmeng Mountain.

One time!

Everyone felt that the surrounding world, law, air, moisture, aura... were all rapidly increasing.

"Master, what formation is this?"

Seeing this scene, Meng Qianqian, Wenren Muling, Sun Wudao, and Nie Xiaoqian's eyes burst into intense shock.

Even the well-informed Ksitigarbha King was surprised at this time.