"I am Jiang Wuye or Sun Wukong..."

Back mountain, in front of the turbulent river.

The sunlight is like a dream and illusion, illuminating the Bodhi ancestor in front of him is like an immortal or a saint.

Jiang Wuye looked at the old man who had been beaten twice by him, and for some reason he felt guilty and gratitude in his heart.

"Wukong, three years have passed, have you learned the seventy-two changes of the Earth Demons?"

Bodhi Patriarch held the dust in one hand and stroked his long beard with the other hand, and he still looked at Jiang Wuye with a calm look that he was not indifferent to everything.

"Learn... I've finished it..."

Jiang Wuye looked at the Bodhi Patriarch in the sunlight and shook his head, trying to shake off the trance that seemed real and illusory, but found that the fusion of reality and illusion became closer and closer.

"Oh, then you can hide it for your teacher."

Bodhi Patriarch nodded with a look of anticipation.

"good……"

Jiang Wuye nodded subconsciously, and then turned into a sky. His body changed a little, turning into an eagle that tore the sky, swooped down and then turned into a koi swimming. Then, the mountains, rocks, plants and trees all transformed one by one.

When his martial arts cultivation reached his level, his body combined with the power of the Eight Eight Evils' magical powers, he turned into a man, a woman, a monster, a dead creature, and a silly thing. As long as his strength does not exceed his, he will basically not find any clues.

As for small means such as driving away fire, controlling wind, thunder, dead trees meet spring..., it is even more effortless.

If it was the level of Sun Wuzi in the original work, Jiang Wuye could be completely abused when he was hidden, not to mention that he is now comparable to the pseudo-emperor.

Therefore, although the bull's head is not right, a discerning person can see at a glance that the seventy-two changes of the Earth Evil are not the orthodox Earth Evil, he still demonstrates them one by one in front of the Bodhi Patriarch based on his own strength.

However, as various magical powers were demonstrated one by one, Jiang Wuye did not notice it.

In the illusion, invisible emotions and six desires began to penetrate into his mind, causing his true self to gradually degenerate, and his thoughts gradually approached Sun Wukong.

The most obvious change was that the trance on his face disappeared little by little, gradually being occupied by the joy of his heart. When he arrived at the back, he even scratched his ears and his face was full of joy.

"Master, Master, I know it, hehehehe, I know it!"

Jiang Wuye was overjoyed. He was like Brother Monkey who had obtained the wish at the beginning. He fell from the sky and ran towards Bodhi Patriarch. He had only one idea in his mind, kneeling down to thank him!

Finally, he came to the head of the Bodhi Patriarch who was lingering in the sunlight and was about to kneel down.

A thought came out even more irresistible: kneel down and say, thank you, the master for creating a disciple, the task will be completed and you will be able to get rid of the illusion soon.

But just as Jiang Wuye was about to kneel down.

Buzz

"Grass!!!"

A burning sensation like a burst of thousands of suns suddenly flowed from his spine, and the black magma patterns crawled all over his body, burning his energy and spirit, instantly causing him to hold his head and let out a tragic howl like a pig.

"roar!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the powerful barbarian true ancestor, who was gradually silent in the Chaos Sea, revived, stirring up chaos, and roared to the sky with anger, shattering all the hazy fantasies.

Scream

A stream of dark emotions and desires rushed out of Jiang Wuye's body like smoke generated after the evaporation of liquid. The monkey hair faded away, and Jiang Wuye returned to his true self in an instant.

"Go to the monkey brother, you are so stupid, you actually plan to do something about me, get out!!"

Boom!!

With a roar, the infinite domineering pressure was released, accompanied by the terrifying shock waves, centered on Jiang Wuye, swept across the entire Bodhi Temple, tearing everything into nothingness.

"Recognize your master, haha!"

clang clang!

Jiang Wuye's eyes were blood-red, standing tall, pulling out the Yuantusen Luo Sword from his spine, demon horns grew on his forehead, and his body of blood was replaced by the purgatory flame.

He recovered his peak combat power, his two swords were like two pulse lights, roaring and shaking the sky, and he began to slash the illusion barrier Bodhi Temple without even recovering, but he was smashed into pieces by a lot of aftermath.

At the moment of tearing apart, he didn't understand that this so-called task of recognizing the master was a big pit from the beginning!

It is right to recognize the master, but the master is not what he thought!

As the plot deepens, the creatures who complete the task will gradually be influenced by Sun Wukong's obsession remaining in the golden cudgel, and they will lose their true self bit by bit until they are completely integrated into Sun Wukong's identity and believe that they are Sun Wukong.

Once that moment comes, it seems that you are still alive, but in fact, the moment you admit that you are Sun Wukong, you will be doomed!

In other words, no matter what choice you make, life and death are destined from being sucked into the illusion.

This is also why Jiang Wuye becomes a madman, and no one knows that the fire of life is about to be extinguished, and even if he can't see hope, he will struggle wildly.

"Let me open it!!"

Rumble

Jiang Wuye was like a madman, and the sword lights that could easily destroy the big star were slashed on the illusion barrier with impenetrable light. He didn't want to know what the Golden Cudgel or Sun Wukong was doing this game, nor did he think about how far Zhou Wanhuang had reached the task of recognizing the master.

At this moment of life and death, he just wanted to tear the barrier of this illusion and see the light of day again!

But soon, a trace of despair surged into Jiang Wuye's heart.

It cannot be split, it cannot be split at all!

This illusion barrier is many times stronger than the world barrier in the world. He could not shake the slightest with one blow!

This intensity is so hard that it makes people desperate. He is sure that even if he has enough positive energy now to turn all the eight martial arts trends into magical phenomena, he will not be able to shake them at all.

A feeling of despair in my heart irresistible.

Along the way, Jiang Wuye has never encountered such a desperate situation. As long as he is willing to retreat, he will have a chance to find.

But now...

Whether it was regression or madness, it was useless. He seemed to be a fish thrown into a pan of oil. He knew that he would die soon, but he had no choice.

"Bimawen, I'll fuck your mother!!!"

He was like a trapped beast in a cage, cursing at the void, and even rushed into the restored Bodhi temple, killing variously, trying to anger Sun Wukong with this, but no matter how vicious and cruel his methods were, he received no response.

The only thing that has is the sound of recognizing the task that keeps ringing in my mind.

"Wait for death?"

roll!!

Rumble
Chapter completed!