[Comprehensive] Retirement of the brave

A young man with a slightly darker complexion and a plain cassock stood in the cloud head without his usual appearance.

"What is the Buddha looking at?" The Jade Emperor didn't wear a crown, but wore a white robe with cloud clothes embroidered with gold thread, and a jade belt with a green buckle around his waist.

"Looking at the world."

"What are you looking at in the world?"

"Look at people and things, and also look at the Shanxi River in the world." The Buddha put his hands on his chest and said to the approaching Heavenly Emperor, "Heavenly Emperor." cease.

"How the world is like, what about you and me, is determined by the way of heaven." The emperor of heaven pointed to the sky and said with a smile: "Although there are many chaos today, there is the way of heaven, and the day of calm is already visible."

"But it is so." The Buddha called out the Buddha's name again: "I will take a step first and go to the world."

The Emperor of Heaven said: "Buddha, let's go. I will return to the heaven immediately. When I have free time, you and I can find a clean place and talk with each other."

The two supreme beings at the moment finished fighting the dumb fan they knew each other well, one monk's robe fluttered to the lower realm, and the other flung the cloud into the sky.

"If you resist again, I will clean up all the remaining disciples and grandchildren of yours." In Zixia Palace, Heavenly Dao once again suppressed Hongjun's awakening consciousness.It's also to blame that it was squinted by the benefits in front of it, and chose to occupy Hongjun's body in a moment of greed.

At that time, his strength was weak, not to mention destroying his soul, he couldn't even completely suppress his consciousness.

When designing the Sanqing, it was neglected for a while, and Hongjun got the news, and desperately resisted its suppression.It fought with him for a long time, and it took Hongjun's consciousness back after a bitter fight.

"Wait for me to find the secret of heaven," Tiandao's eyes were dark, "So what about Dao, it's just an ignorant thing..." The rest of the words were swallowed, and Tiandao subconsciously raised his head to see that there was no change in the sky. , was secretly relieved.

"Ran, what are you going to do? This can't be killed, it's really annoying." The Ruyi Golden Cudgel, which hadn't been seen for a long time, turned a few times in his hand, swung it out, and touched it. Those who died or were injured.

Like the tide moving wave after wave of demons rushing towards them, Monkey King alone blocked more than half of them.With the golden cudgel in hand, none of the demons could break through his defense.

Occasionally, he deliberately skipped a few of them to practice for his disciple Wuqiu. Seeing that he was flustered from the beginning to the next one, Wukong also nodded secretly satisfied.

He lost his mind for a while, and let more demons pass by, and Wuqiu was buried in the crowd by the demons immediately after. "Master, help!" Wuqiu managed to break out of the encirclement, but was buried in another pile.

"It's really worthless." Wukong fished him out of the crowd with a dark face, and with a sweep of the stick in his hand, he sent those demons to beat him to death.

On the other side, Yang Jian wielded the three-pointed and two-edged knife, and the silver light shone impenetrably, beating the demons to the ground.

"Thank you, my lords," the leader of the Heavenly Soldiers expressed gratitude, but neither Yang Jian nor Wukong paid any attention to it.Wukong plucked his ears irritably, "Ran, what's going on, have you researched it? If you keep fighting like this, you'll be bored to death."

It's not that they are too lazy to talk to that Heavenly soldier, it's just that this sentence is the fourth time he said it.The same scene, the same experience, even the expression on the face did not change.Whenever they wiped out the demons, it was convenient to turn the time back to the beginning and do it again.

At the beginning, Wukong could still reply with a smile, "You're welcome, you're welcome." Now he can even memorize what he will say next.

The Great God of the Santan Sea Society is still trapped in the palace, I wonder if a few adults can help rescue the Great God?

Wukong rolled his eyes, Tianbing had already finished his sentence, "I don't know how many adults..."

"Okay." Ran Su suddenly said, and he took out a pen from his sleeve. The barrel of the pen was black and purple with a flowing luster, and the tip was dyed with gold.

He drew a pen on the door, the words that the heavenly soldiers were speaking stopped abruptly, and the movements of the demons and the rest of the heavenly soldiers also froze in place.Some are flying in the sky, some have ferocious faces and eyes with fierce eyes, some have crooked noses and slanted eyes... there are all kinds of strange things.

Wukong said in an interesting voice, he dragged Wuqiu, the master and the apprentice poked one and touched the other, and posed for several demons in their spare time.

"Mr. Ran, how are you?" Yang Jian raised his knife and walked to Ran Su's side.

"Fortunately."

Ran Su spoke concisely as always.With his strokes, the complicated formation on the palace gate appeared in front of everyone.Yang Jian could feel that every stroke was engraved with pure mana.To be able to draw such a huge formation without interruption, the caster's precise grasp of mana and cultivation level are definitely above him.

After a cursory look, the entire formation has been stored in my mind.Ran Su picked up the pen and dropped it in the blank space. In the flowing clouds and flowing water, a town map that is much more cumbersome than the big formation map has come to life.When the gold on the tip of the pen was exhausted, Ran Su also stopped writing.

"This is..." Yang Jian couldn't help but took a step forward.

Putting away the pen, using the law as a knife, a drop of blood flowed from Ran Su's fingertips from the wound, and it was falling on Xiao Zhenzhen's heart.The whole formation lights up, the formation is completed, and the spiritual path is accessible.The door of the palace suddenly opened, and a scent of lotus blossoms wafted in.

Brushing the jade pendant around his waist with his hand, Nezha's body was taken out.There was no need for Ran Su to do anything next, the body spontaneously flew towards the beads hanging in the temple.When the two collide, the white light explodes brightly, and the lotus fragrance becomes stronger.

In the white light, a handsome young man with three heads and six arms can be vaguely seen stepping on a hot wheel, holding a pointed gun, and holding a gold brick in the other hand.Huntian Ling surrounded her side, the red was dazzling, like a fierce flame.

Fortunately, Su He took root in his lotus root body, so that the vitality of the body persisted and the soul merged smoothly.

Ran Su squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Nezha who was blindfolded in the white light in mid-air.Wukong walked over bouncing up and down, and glanced at his expression. "Every time you make this expression, you must be planning some bad idea." He looked at Ran Su, and Ran Su let him look at him without realizing it.

"Ran, my old grandson will call you Ran Su for the moment. Yang Xiaoer doesn't know, but my old grandson does. The formation diagram on the gate of the palace is also from your hand? You built this gate, Naturally, the key is also in your hands. Let me ask you, are you now the Dao of Heaven, or are you still Ran Su?"

"What's the difference between Ran Su and Heavenly Dao?"

In an instant, the sound of weapons colliding was deafening, sparks shot out, and the three-pointed two-edged knife stopped in front of Ran Su to block the stabbing fire-pointed spear.Wukong's Ruyi golden cudgel was lifted, and it collided with the two.

"Hey, Yang Xiaoer! You heard it too. He admits that he is the god of the gods, and you still save him?" The golden cudgel shook, and the two weapons held by it were shaken away. Nezha will wake up, his body Shang Xu, shocked, took a few steps back and asked Wu Qiu to grab him quickly.

Wukong picked up the stick and hit again, but was blocked by Yang Jian again. "Sun Wukong, you have practiced Buddhism for hundreds of years, why do you still have such a quick temper! It's not like you don't know what he said. Back then, he said he would bring you an even more powerful golden hoop. How could he do it?"

Yang Jian pushed back the golden cudgel, "I, Yang Jian, only look at the evidence."

"Second Brother," Nezha, who had recovered from his stress, pushed Wuqiu away and looked at Ran Su with hatred in his eyes. "It was he who did it. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have done nothing during the march. It's also my fault for my credulity, that's why none of the [-] heavenly soldiers who followed me were trapped to death here and couldn't escape. "

With a pointed gun, "Ran Su, what did you sneak into my team and whisper to me at that time, do you dare to tell the second brother and Wukong!"

"I said: Your going this time is very important in the future. Although the process was a bit tragic, it is not a bad thing. I will send your body to Suhe on your behalf. When you return it successfully, you can go directly to find it " Ran Su raised his eyes, his eyes were as calm as water without any waves, "So everything was indeed done by me, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"But," the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Even if you know that I am the Dao of Heaven, how do you think you can restrain me?" He swept his sleeves and disappeared, leaving only a voice and said: "Now you can resist me!" Everyone else is trapped in this world, and I can sit back and relax."

Wukong, Wuqiu, Nezha and Yang Jian tried their best to face this space, the space is as stable as Mount Tai and unshakable, and the place where Ran Su opened the opening before is also tightly closed.

"This is terrible," Wukong scratched his head impatiently, "I'm afraid we are really going to die here."

"I just regret not being able to avenge my brothers, and hurting my second brother and you." Nezha put his head and six arms back, looking at the heavenly soldiers who were still fighting the demons, his eyes were a little red.There were quite a few people he knew there, and one of the commanders, surnamed Wen, kept saying "what about our great god" all day long, and even drank with him at the same table.

Yang Jian frowned, "This matter is still strange."

"What's wrong!" Wukong was annoyed.

"If he really has other intentions, he can wipe me out with just one blow just now. Besides, why did he insist on sending Brother Nezha's body here? Wouldn't it be superfluous?"

Wuqiu leaned close to Wukong's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Master, I think what he said makes sense. Besides, Mr. Ran really doesn't look like a bad guy, did he play it on purpose?"

"Go, go, go," Wukong waved his hand to push Wuqiu away, "what do you know, you little brat. That guy has always been black-hearted, so now he puts on a talkative appearance to fool the kid. That guy, he is just like the old grandson. The one I met looked like a bone spirit, wearing several layers of skin, none of which was real."

"Monkey, have you been teased by him before?"

Wukong glanced at Yang Jian, "Yang Xiaoer, you joked about the golden hoop just now, and now you pretend you don't know?"

"Anyway, I can't get out now, so I'm so anxious." Wuqiu rolled his eyes around, tugged at Wukong's sleeve and said, "Master, why don't you tell me, so that I, a younger generation, can gain insight. Well."

Nezha spoke up and said, "That's fine. It's just that the second brother has doubts. I feel that it's not right to calm down after being so tired. You must have some thoughts in your heart, Wukong. Why don't you tell us all about your experience with him?" , maybe you can find something useful."

Wukong is dead duck mouthed, with his temper, with Yang Jian around, it is impossible for him to be the first to open his mouth.Nezha looked at Second Brother Yang on the left, and his little friend on the right. The memory of the fight between the two of them a long time ago came to mind again, and it was so familiar that it gave people a headache.

"Okay, then I'll talk first."

Nezha put away the gunman and held his chin, and said with a little nostalgia: "That was when I was in Chentangguan. I got into trouble and was locked up by my father, but he suddenly appeared."

The author has something to say: This is the author's private creation, not the nezha of such a brat.

And, Ran Su did do something, and it made a lot of noise.