In the viewing pavilion not far from Wufeng Tower, Shen Gongbao, wearing a black Taoist robe, stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him was the same black silk skirt and a cold-faced fairy.

However, if you look out from outside to the viewing pavilion, you will only feel that there is no one in it.

"Master, the method of seeking rain by Junior Brother Huli seems to be just a talisman method," Looking at the Great Immortal of Huli to pick up the talisman paper at the Yugao Altar, Fairy Yu Mo couldn't help but shake her head slightly, "If you use this power method, as long as Sun Wukong blocks the Wind, Clouds, Thunder, Lightning, and Rain God, then he will have no moves."

Shen Gongbao nodded without comment and said, "If he did not use his power and used clouds and rain out of thin air, he would not have such magical means. This time, he should also learn the methods he really learned, which belongs to him."

As the master and the disciple talked, the sky outside had already surging winds and clouds, lightning and thunder were roaring, and it was about to rain.

On the other side, Zhu Bajie couldn't help but say, "It's not good, it's not good! This demonic Taoist is indeed some tricks!"

"Hmph! A trick of devils!" Looking at the nine heavens, Sun Wukong, who snorted lightly, left his soul.

When Sun Wukong came out, he naturally easily dissuaded the god of wind, clouds, lightning and rain that came from the guidance of the talisman, and agreed with them to help him when he asked for rain later.

Soon the clouds dispersed and the wind extinguished. When the tiger's great immortal saw it, his face changed: "What's going on?"

Sun Wukong, whose soul returned, looked at the tiger power immortal holding tokens on the high altar and making a loss of compulsory manner, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "National Master, if it doesn't work, just come down! Avoid wasting time!"

"Hmph!" The Great Immortal, whose face turned dark and snorted coldly, jumped down from the high altar and came to Sun Wukong. He couldn't help but look at Sun Wukong coldly and said, "I want to see, what methods do you, a monk, have to ask for the rain."

Looking at the tiger-power immortal who was leaving angrily, Sun Wukong couldn't help but smile: "Just watch!"

"Your Majesty the King, I wonder if we can start asking for rain?" Then Sun Wukong said to the king of Chechi Kingdom.

"Okay!" He was wondering why the Great Immortal Huli didn't ask for the king of rain. He immediately became interested when he heard this and nodded quickly, "Little monk from Dongtu, then you can try it!"

Tang Monk whispered to Sun Wukong with some concern: "Wukong. Can you really ask for rain?"

"Master, don't worry, it's just a trivial matter!" Sun Wukong said, and flew to the high altar, pointing the golden cudgel in his hand to the sky. A muffled sound shook the sky, like a firecracker explosion.

The king was startled by the rumbling sound of shouting in, and then he saw strong winds blowing everywhere, sand and stones flying.

When another muffled sound in the air sounded, dark clouds covered the sun, lightning and thunder were heard, and the rainstorm was approaching.

"Okay! This little monk from the Tang Dynasty really has some tricks!" The king was excited to see it.

However, as the rainstorm fell in the sky, no drop fell on the ground, as if everything had disappeared out of thin air.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong's expression changed. He hurriedly used his golden eyes to investigate the air, and saw that the rain water was rushing towards a place above the dark clouds as if it was under invisible suction.

"Damn it!" Sun Wukong, who cursed in a low voice, directly left his body and headed towards the nine heavens.

However, when Sun Wukong's soul passed through the dark clouds and came to the nine heavens, he saw a faint blue light flashing and disappeared, not knowing where he was. And the wind, rain, thunder, lightning and rain gods were gone.

In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds dissipated and the sky became clear again. Sun Wukong had no choice but to return to his soul.

"Hey, monk of the Tang Dynasty, what's going on? Why didn't the rain fall again?" King Che Chi felt like he was being played with, and couldn't help but pat the armrests of the seat with a little embarrassed and said.

Tang Seng was a little frightened and didn't know how to answer, and hesitated.

Sun Wukong also frustrated and fell next to Tang Monk, and then hurriedly bowed to the king: "Your Majesty doesn't know anything, the god of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and rain, somehow, has left."

"Hmph! How could that god of wind, rain, thunder, lightning, be sent by you, monk?" The great immortal of Tiger Power, who sneered, immediately said to the King of Chechi Kingdom: "Your Majesty, these monks of the Tang Dynasty are useless, but they have disrupted my prayers for rain. Otherwise, the rain would have already fallen."

When Sun Wukong heard this, his face turned red and he gritted his teeth and stared at the Great Immortal of Tiger.

"Brother Monkey, don't be angry!" Zhu Bajie hurriedly reached out and pulled Sun Wukong who was about to go wild. Then Zhu Bajie stepped forward and shouted, "Then the national master, don't talk nonsense. If you really have the means, how could you be so easily disturbed? It is obvious that you have no means and cannot ask for rain, but you blame me for my monk."

The tiger's great immortal and others were naturally unwilling to fall behind. They responded verbally, and they were about to start arguing.

At this moment, heavy rain started to rain in the clear sky. Under the reflection of the sunshine, colorful rays flashed in the rain curtain, which looked so beautiful.

The sudden change made Huli Daxian and others, the kings, ministers and Tangshan masters and disciples stunned.

The immortal Lu Li, who had reacted first, couldn't help but bow to King Chechi Kingdom in joy and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Gan Hong is surrendering! These are all my brother's achievements!"

"Well! The national teacher is a good method!" King Che Chi couldn't help but nodded and responded with a smile.

Zhu Bajie said in dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty the King! This is obviously the achievements of my senior brother asking for rain before, how can it be said that the national teacher is the achievements of the national teacher? His Majesty also saw it just now. The national teacher did not ask for rain at all. My senior brother went on stage to ask for rain, and it was only a little late for rain."

"This seems to make some sense!" When the king heard this, he couldn't help but hesitate.

When the immortal Lu Li heard this, he hurriedly said, "Nonsense! It was the monk who disturbed my brother's request for rain, otherwise the rain would have fallen long ago. However, the monk was not capable enough, and in the end he could not stop the arrival of the rain."

"Huh?" The king immediately looked at Tang Monk and disciple dissatisfied: "The bold monk, it is really a great crime to actually stop our master from praying for rain!"

When Zhu Bajie heard this, he secretly scolded the king for being confused and couldn't help but argue in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides became quarrels again for the sake of this rain prayer.

However, Sun Wukong, who was very active before, was staring at the rain curtain in the sky with a deep face and silently, his eyes flashing with inexplicable shame, anger and anger.

With Sun Wukong's intelligence, he naturally understood that both himself and the Great Immortal of Tiger Power were plotted and teased by the person in the dark.

Sun Wukong's unruly nature is so playful. How can he withstand such a suffocation?

At this time, Fairy Yu Mo couldn't help but cover her mouth with her jade hand and smiled and said with a smile: "Master, this time, Monkey Monkey is afraid that she will be angry to death!"

When Shen Gongbao heard this, he smiled lightly, but he didn't say much.

Besides, the three tiger power immortals and Sun Wukong and others had no results in the gambling battle. Instead, they had to compare sitting in meditation.

Fairy Yu Mo who heard from a distance could not help but shake her head and smile: "This battle is really meaningless!"

"It's very interesting!" Shen Gongbao said, "That Lu Li is good at talking and his mind is beating. However, it is rare to be able to calm his mind by meditation! It's no wonder they have the merits of their current cultivation."

Fairy Yumo was stunned when she heard this, her beautiful eyes shrugged slightly without saying anything.

And this is more than the result of meditation. Of course, there is no need to say much. With Sun Wukong's methods, Lu Li Daxian was naturally plotted. Although he was forced to endure himself, he was still disturbed by Sun Wukong and fell from the high-rise platform.

Next, the Great Immortal of Tiger Power had to compare with Tang Monk and others to guess things. Such a small method naturally made it difficult for the monkey spirit Sun Wukong. As a result, there was no doubt that the Great Immortal of Tiger Power lost miserably.

The some angry and unwilling immortals, such as Huli, were naturally unwilling to let Tang Monk leave so easily.

The Great Immortal Huli gritted his teeth and stepped forward to the king and said, "Your Majesty, you are the opponent of chess and will meet good talents. I will only bet with Zhong Nanshan's martial arts learned when he was young."

The king asked helplessly and curiously: "What martial arts do the national master want to bet on?"

Hu Li raised his head and said confidently: "My brothers and three of them have some magical powers. They can cut off their heads and put them on; they can cut off their stomachs and cut off their hearts, and they can grow them again; they can take a bath in the oil-filled pot."

When the king heard this, he was shocked and said, "These three things are all ways to seek death!"

Hu Li said: "We dare to speak loudly when we have this magic power, and we must bet with him before we can stop."

The king had no choice but to shout to Tang Monk and disciple: "Monk of Dongtu, our master will not let you go. He will also bet with you to cut off your head and cut off your stomach and take a bath in the boiling oil pan."

"This?" Tang Seng was so shocked that his face turned pale. He couldn't help but look at Sun Wukong: "Wukong, this..."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and smiled, "Master, don't worry, I, Lao Sun, bet with them! I, Lao Sun, also heard of such methods when I was learning art. It's okay!"

"Wukong! This is too dangerous!" Tang Seng was still hesitant and nervous.

However, Sun Wukong waved his hand and walked up to the king without any attention and said, "Your Majesty, I, Old Sun, are willing to compete with that national teacher!"

"Little monk, you have to think clearly. This is a fatal thing!" the king couldn't help but say.

Sun Wukong nodded, without any intention of retreating. The king was helpless and had to respond nervously, and ordered the Imperial Guard to prepare a beheading at the Kingdom Schoolyard and lead the crowd to the schoolyard.

After sitting down on the school ground, the king couldn't help asking: "National Master, monk, who are you first?"

"I'll come first!" Sun Wukong said, and he came to the beheading platform regardless of Tang Seng's obstruction. He put his head on the platform, and turned his head to a strong executioner with his upper body and grinned, "Come on, chop it!"

The executioner twitched slightly when he heard it, and then he gritted his teeth and raised his machete and chopped off Sun Wukong's head with a "puff". Let's see your head rolling down and landing on the ground. However, Sun Wukong stood up directly, walked straight to the head, reached out to pick up his head, and went toward his neck. Unexpectedly, An fell down, and Sun Wukong turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees with both hands and straightened it.

These methods made the king and the soldiers of the civil and military imperial guards stunned and trembled.

"Okay...good means!" said the king's voice trembling.

The three great immortals of Tiger Li looked at each other, and their faces changed slightly. The great immortal Lu Li even sent a slightly solemn voice to the great immortal of Tiger Li and said, "Brother, this monkey is indeed a bit capable. Be careful!"

"Yeah!" The Great Immortal Huli nodded slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at Sun Wukong, and his expression became solemn.

At this time, Sun Wukong turned to look at the Great Immortal Huli and smiled and said, "National Master, I have finished chopping my head. It's time for you to show your skills to let us see."

"Hmph! How could I be afraid of you?" The Great Immortal, who hummed, went straight to the beheading platform.

The executioner stepped forward, slashed his head with a knife, and rolled for more than thirty steps, and he didn't bleed in his cavity. He just shouted: "Come on the head! Come on the head!"

Seeing this, Sun Wukong became colder, and immediately pulled out a hair, blew his mouth to the fairy air, and shouted: "Change!"

The hair turned into a yellow dog and ran into the field. He held the tiger's head in one mouthful and ran straight to the Yushui River.

"Not good!" When the immortal Lu Li changed his expression when he saw it, he cried in a low voice.

And at this moment, the jade talisman light on the waist of the Great Immortal Tiger Power flashed and shattered, and a gray-white stream of light flew out and shot straight on the yellow dog. The yellow dog immediately whined and turned into hair, and the tiger's head was also white. The gray-white stream of light quickly flew back on its neck and grew again.

Huli Daxian, who breathed a sigh of relief, then walked down from the beheading platform and laughed loudly: "How about the monk from the Tang Dynasty? Are you convinced?"

"Hmph! You're just lucky!" Sun Wukong said with gritting teeth.

Zhu Bajie also hurriedly said: "National Master, you and my senior brother are just comparable to each other!"

The immortal Lu Li stepped forward and said, "Then let's compete! I'll wait. Do you dare to compete with me for a stomachache and dig your heart?"

"Cutting the stomach and digging the heart? What's the difficulty!" Sun Wukong smiled coldly and said directly: "Come on, get the knife!"

When Lu Li Daxian narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, he turned to the king and nodded slightly. The king ordered someone to take a knife and send it to Sun Wukong.

With a knife in his hand, Sun Wukong cut under his belly and pulled a hole. Sun Wukong crawled out his belly with both hands and took out the intestines. After a long time of arrangement, he still stayed inside, curled up, twisted his belly, and blew the fairy air, which was called "Gain". The wounds on the belly still grew.

"National Master, it's your turn!" Sun Wukong turned to hand the knife to the immortal Lu Li and sneered.

After taking the knife and gritting his teeth slightly, Lu Li Daxian cut his stomach like Sun Wukong and took out his stomach.
To be continued...