Chapter 434: Monkey King

  Chapter 434 Monkey King

   Looking at the lifelike statue, Mo Fan felt a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart.

  It has nothing to do with race, just strength.

  This great sage of ventilation must have been one of the few strong men in the world back then.

  It's a pity that after the fall of the monkey race, there has never been any unrivaled powerhouse, the race has declined, and there is even a disaster of extinction.

   "Please look, Your Majesty."

  Old Baiyuan pointed to a set of battle armor neatly arranged on the incense table.

  The armor was made of unknown material, but it was already covered in dust.

  But Mo Fan can still feel a powerful force from it.

   "Your Majesty, this is the battle armor that the Ventilation Sage once used. With the Ventilation Sage becoming famous, he fought south and north, and has been contaminated with holy energy. Ordinary people can't touch it at all."

  "Since the fall of Ventilation Sage, this battle armor has flown back here by itself, without its approval, no one can wear it."

   "For tens of thousands of years, there have been very few monkey emperors in the past who have been able to wear this armor."

   "If the previous Monkey Emperor could wear this armor to participate in the battle to win the Holy Spirit, perhaps he would not have fallen."

   As he spoke, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes of the old white ape, and two lines of turbid tears slowly shed.

  Mo Fan was stunned when he heard the words. He is indeed a great family who has been a great saint. Even if he is lonely to this extent, he still has such a background.

   It's just that these descendants are not very up-to-date, and they are not even recognized by these treasures.

  He took a step forward and slowly stretched out his hand towards the dusty battle armor.

   "Your Majesty, be careful!"

  White Ape hurriedly gave a reminder.

  The monkey emperors who tried to subdue this set of armor in the past dynasties have suffered a lot, and some even ended up with serious injuries.

   But before the words finished, the scene in front of him shocked him.

  An astonishing scene appeared as soon as Mo Fan's fingers touched the armor.

  Bright golden light erupted from the battle armor that had accumulated dust for many years like scrap iron.

  In a short time, the dust disappeared, turning into golden light and clinging to Mo Fan's body.

   After a while, the light faded away.

  What a heroic monkey.

  I saw him wearing a golden chain mail, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings on his head, walking on cloud shoes on lotus root silk, a belt inlaid with jade lions around his waist, and a scarlet cloak on his shoulders.

   Majestic, extraordinary momentum!

   Mo Fan looked at the clothes on his body, and was also a little puzzled.

  Old Bai Yuan said that many kings of the Monkey Clan could not subdue this set of armor, and he was not even a member of the Monkey Clan.

  But the moment he came into contact with this armor, he seemed to feel the wave of intimacy emanating from the armor.

   It seems to be getting close, and it seems to be flattering.

   This was beyond Mo Fan's expectation.

  After putting on this battle armor, it seems that it is tailor-made for him, and every part is perfect.

  At the same time, a mysterious power circulates on the armor, communicating with every part.

  The defensive power and Mo Fan's own strength have been greatly increased. It is conservatively estimated that this set of armor is enough to increase Mo Fan's combat power by more than 30%!

   "This..." Old Bai Yuan was dumbfounded.

   He knelt down again with a plop, tears streaming down his face.

   "Bless the ancestors! My monkey family is saved!"

  He is the elder of the clan. According to the records of the Monkey Clan classics, except for the first owner, the Great Sage Ventilation, there is no other monkey king who can make this armor so obedient.

  Mo Fan is indeed the savior of the monkey clan he imagined!

  Maybe in the future, there may be a chance to reach the level of Ventilation Great Sage and bring the Monkey Race to the peak again.

  Although Mo Fan didn't quite understand how easily this suit of armor belonged to him, it didn't matter.

  The focus of his attention is still on the stick in the hand of the Ventilation Great Sage sculpture.

  As a time traveler, he was very curious if the words Ruyi Golden Cudgel, One hundred and eight thousand catties would be written on that stick.

   After all, the Monkey Clan is something he has never described, and the Ventilation Sage is an existence that has never appeared in his pen and ink.

   Tianhan Continent is so mysterious, these are not opportunities in the main story line, but they are very interesting to him.

   "Elder, what is that stick?"

  White Ape heard the words and looked up at the stick in the hand of Ventilation Great Sage, with a look of awe in his eyes.

   "This is the weapon used by the Great Ventilation Sage during his lifetime. It can be large or small, heavy or light. Although it has no name, it has extremely powerful power."

   "Several monkey kings can barely use the battle armor of Ventilation Great Sage. No generation of monkey kings has ever been able to get recognition for this magic stick."

  Mo Fan nodded, his guess was right.

   It seems that this magical stick is the most powerful treasure among the monkey clan.

  Just leaving it like that, is stronger than the magic sword in Fu Qing's hand.

  Raising his hand, a suction force was released, and he grabbed the magic wand in the sculpture's hand to his hand.

   He weighed it lightly, but it didn't have the mysterious weight of one hundred and eight thousand catties as he imagined, and it didn't have the words "Ruyi Golden Cudgel".

  It’s only over a hundred catties.

  However, this magic wand is different from the battle armor. Mo Fan didn't feel a sense of connectedness from it.

   It seems that what he absorbed was not some spiritual magic weapon, but an ordinary iron rod.

   This made Mo Fan a little disappointed, and muttered to himself: "Just an ordinary stick?"

   "Ouch!"

   As soon as the voice fell, the stick seemed to understand Mo Fan's words, and was a little angry.

   Whized free from Mo Fan's palm, and hit Mo Fan's head with a stick, causing Mo Fan to tremble in pain.

   Then the stick stood in front of Mo Fan, turning into the thickness of a baby's forearm, two ends taller than Mo Fan.

   Its upper head is slightly bent, looking down at Mo Fan in a very humane manner, as if to say: "Young man, you are not an ordinary stick."

  Mo Fan was hit by an iron rod, and instead of being angry, he looked at the rod with great interest: "Yo, you've become a genius!"

   "Not bad, good, follow me from now on!"

   Reach out to grab this magical weapon.

   Unexpectedly, with a slight shake of the magic stick, it avoided Mo Fan's grasp, and it was as soft as a noodle and shook its head, as if it was, shaking its head.

   "What's wrong? Don't want to? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?" Mo Fan chuckled, this stick is really interesting.

  Bangzi seemed angry when he heard the words, and while Mo Fan was not paying attention, he hit him hard again, hitting a big bump on his head.

   Then Shude flew to the entrance of the cave, and made a provocative gesture for Mo Fan to hook his fingers.

   seems to be saying: "Come here!"

   "mmp! Are you still in a good mood?" Mo Fan was also a little unhappy.

  Spirituality belongs to spirituality, naughty is not good.

  The wind and thunder surged at his feet, turning into a stream of light and chasing after him!

  One stick and one monkey left the temple one after the other.

  The shocked old white ape finally came to his senses, and hurriedly chased him out.

  Before he walked out of the cave entrance, he heard the movement of the ground shaking outside, causing the dust in the cave to fall down.

   It took a while to stop.

   When the old white ape found Mo Fan, he found that Mo Fan was leaning on a boulder, holding a golden object in his hand.

  Round, pinch, flatten and straighten like a ball of plasticine.

   "Your Majesty...Your Majesty."

   Mo Fan chuckled, turned over and jumped onto the boulder, and waved his hand.

  The golden object in the hand turned into a shiny stick.

  The scarlet cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.

  "From today onwards, you are called Ruyi Golden Cudgel, and I am:

together!

sky!

big!

   Holy! "

  (end of this chapter)