"The Golden Buddha entered the Purple Mansion of Sun Wukong's Purple Mansion of Sun Wukong's Purple Mansion of Sun Wukong's Purple Mansion of is boundless and huge. After the Golden Buddha chanted the Buddha's name, it began to grow bigger. The infinite Buddha light shone everywhere, but how the Golden Buddha became bigger was just a small matter in the consciousness.

Just when the Buddha's body became a million feet, the golden Buddha clasped his hands together and chanted in his mouth: "Amitabha Buddha, in this life, in the next life, and in the next life, I destroy my life, and all are me. I am ready for the holy Buddha."

As soon as the words were finished, the entire boundless space trembled, and then the golden Buddha's million-foot golden body was held by a huge hand, just like a person holding an ant in his hand.

Then the giant hand, which was unknown, disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared. Only countless Buddhists in the void looked at each other, all with shock and disbelief.

At this time, Sun Wukong from the outside world opened his eyes and said with a bitter expression: "The power of the supreme relics is not enough. It is still much less than the power of the three souls and seven spirits. But this should be done slowly, and it is impossible to hurry."

At this time, the million-foot golden Buddha in Sun Wukong's purple mansion had turned into a golden river that was completely like a sky, and was swallowed into his mouth by a giant who could not see clearly.

The huge mouth was extremely huge, like a vast abyss. The golden Buddha, which was originally millions of feet tall, was too small in front of him, and was like a grain of dust in front of heaven and earth.

At this time, the remaining millions of Buddhas were stunned and had no idea what the situation was. However, they also knew that the golden Buddha must be in danger.

"Amitabha!" Millions of Buddha's sons recited it in unison. Sun Wukong didn't care about the affairs of these Buddha's sons in the Purple Mansion. He was a little hesitant at this time because he originally thought that it was okay to practice the supreme Taoist Technique.

But now although he is qualified to practice, he is only qualified. It is equivalent to saying that he has passed the passing line and can barely practice.

However, the Supreme Dao Art must be 100 points before it can be truly practiced, and there is hope of success in practicing.

It’s nothing to be able to practice for 60,000, or even not to practice, because this will eventually lead to nothing.

"It seems that I must find many spiritual objects in heaven and earth to supplement them, fill my soul, and practice the supreme Taoist techniques with the strongest foundation.

Only then can you have the opportunity to truly succeed. There is no need to be careless on the road of cultivation. It seems that I really need to go to the so-called endless ghost realm." Sun Wukong couldn't help but speak.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong did it as soon as he wanted to do it, and his body flashed and disappeared from the spot. As for where the Endless Ghost Realm is, there is no need for Sun Wukong to ask for directions, just go west.

Soon Sun Wukong stopped and landed on a relatively deserted mountain, looking forward with his ignited eyes.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no difference between them and around them, with green mountains and clear waters and abundant grass and trees.

But under Sun Wukong's golden eyes, ahead of him was a barren land shrouded in endless black fog.

The barren land and the dark mountains are flying sand and stones, and the yellow sand is everywhere in the sky. As the sand blows, there are waves of ghosts and wolves howling.

Those crying sounds that make people frightened when they hear the wind and fear. The black fog floating in the sky and in the air are mixed with countless evil spirits and ghosts.

Not to mention ordinary mortals, even if they are the Nascent Soul, monks in the out-of-body stage will be dead, and it is impossible to get out alive.

Seeing Sun Wukong appearing around him, a black fog suddenly floated over. This was not black fog at all, but a gas composed of many evil spirits and evil spirits.

They are completely different from the evil spirits and evil spirits that were previously transformed by the Golden Buddha. They have long been erased from the power of resentment and have become evil spirits without any true spirit marks.

Without the slightest wisdom of humans or other creatures, one cannot reincarnate. It is completely pure resentment, just like air, but with different attributes.

"What a rich soul power. I can save these resentment powers and absorb the soul power here. Anyway, these can no longer be considered unjust souls.

It can only be regarded as the power of the soul. Even the true spirit seal has been erased by the power of resentment. Staying there can only harm people, oh. It is better to harm ghosts than to fulfill my Sun Wukong."

Sun Wukong looked at the blockbusters of unjust ghosts floating over. He did not break them like before, but stood there and recited the spell silently.

There are two types of mantras. One is passed down by Bodhi Patriarch to Sun Wukong at that time, because Bodhi Patriarch could see that Sun Wukong killed too many lives afterwards. This mantra to save the wronged souls is a secret that cannot be passed down and can solve these problems for Sun Wukong.

The second type is given to Wukong by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Buddhist mantras are the most useful for evil spirits and evil spirits.

As Sun Wukong chanted the spell, a golden light radiated from his body. This golden light was the light of transformation, and the evil spirits rushed over fiercely.

However, as soon as it is contaminated with the golden light of transformation, it will dissipate directly. You can see a trace of extremely pure soul power penetrate into Sun Wukong's body.

Gradually, more evil spirits and ghosts dissipated, and then turned into soul power and merged into Sun Wukong's body. Just now, Sun Wukong absorbed the soul power of tens of thousands of evil spirits and ghosts.

But this is still far from his goal of practicing the Supreme Dao Art. However, Sun Wukong smiled and said, "This Endless Ghost Realm is a good place. It's like a sleepy pillow."

Yes, this endless ghost realm is a terrible taboo for people in the ghost realm. But at this time it is a great place for Sun Wukong.

Because there are countless evil spirits and ghosts in this endless ghost realm, and countless years have accumulated imaginations, and these evil spirits and ghosts are just pure soul power, not ghosts.

Even if you absorb it all, you will not be able to add any karma. Instead, you will dilute the power of resentment and gain merit.

Of course, even Sun Wukong is not sure whether he can obtain merit by saving the power of resentment in the ghost world. Because you think something bad is good in completely different places.

Maybe it is bad for you, but for creatures on other planets, it is also the oxygen of life.

Sun Wukong looked at the endless ghost domain ahead and said, "If I completely transformed here, maybe my soul power could become extremely powerful. At least this is a good supplement."

The Ghost Domain Ancestor didn't know that he had attracted someone who could subvert the place and regarded his Jedi as a treasure land. If he knew, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

After saying that, Sun Wukong flashed and came outside the ghost realm. In front of him was an endless black fog, as if a huge ghost was entrenched in the world, which seemed to give people a great pressure."
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