My Cultivation Has Deteriorated

"This is..."

Looking at the cave that is too familiar, or withered for hundreds of years, Meng Xia can't help feeling If the sense of separation.

I moved my muscles and bones a little bit, and the awkwardness is everywhere.

So much that Meng Xia doubted whether his body was even withered.

Compared with Xiang Gu's time, the sense of drop this time is even terrifying.

The time of possession on Little Hui was really too long.

Meng Xia's inevitable positioning of self in life has produced some cognitive errors.

[It seems that the error must be corrected as soon as possible! ]

After this experience, Meng Xia has a profound understanding of the meaning of error correction after waking up from a dream.

In this kind of error correction, Meng Xia will re-spirit and body unification.

The memory of possession on Little Hui's body is "long-distanced".

Just like Possession Xiang Gu, it uses "Hundred Warblade" as the medium, so the memory of Hundred Warblade will occupy the mainstream after error correction.

Other memories about Xiang Gu will be relatively faded.

This is essentially the system's protection for him, so that he will not be covered by the emotions and memories of the possessed characters.

And this time, Meng Xia uses the word "mountain" in the inscription of Saint as the medium, and the most impressive thing is probably the mountain.

However, this is still the cave of the Macaque King after all, and Meng Xia does not want to reveal too many secrets now.

Meng Xia scanned the cave all around. What surprised Meng Xia was that Zhong Ning was not in the cave.

So far, Meng Xia has realized a problem...How long has he been in a coma?

At this moment, a senile's voice rang.

"Yawn, did you look for Zhong Ning? He went out for dinner!"

Little Hui's voice full of old-fashioned sounds, and Meng Xia found out that Little Hui was lying on the stone seat. superior.

As for the pose of Little Hui, Meng Xia is familiar, or in other words, the familiar cannot be familiar.

But after leaving Little Hui's body, Meng Xia realized the abnormality.

Old attitude is one aspect. Little Hui really wants to be completely integrated with Monkey Mountain.

So much so that Little Hui was right in front of him, but Meng Xia didn't notice his breath.

At this moment, Meng Xia's thoughts turned a thousand times.

Possession of Little Hui For so many years, Meng Xia really knows Little Hui too well.

In other words, Little Hui has been waiting too hard these years.

Don't look at him all the time, he always doesn't wake up, but in fact he has never had a good night's sleep!

Because.

Little Hui has been waiting, he was afraid that he really fell asleep, the master came back, he missed it!

Just when Meng Xia was thinking, Little Hui's confused eyes couldn't help showing a strange color.

Meng Xia obviously only slept for about two days, why is it like a life that has gone through hundreds of years?

The eyes are like the sea, and what is even more strange is the look in the eyes...

And at this moment, Meng Xia finally did a good job of psychological construction.

Meng Xia showed a smile on his face and said, "Eleventh Senior Brother, staying alone for 421 years, you have worked hard!"

Eleventh Senior Brother? !

Little Hui's slanted body suddenly sat up, and Little Hui's drowsy eyes swelled instantly.

"Who are you?"

Little Hui's eyes were cold and her voice was gloomy, but she trembled uncontrollably.

Meng Xia: "Eleventh Senior Brother, you may call me Little Twelve like the Master."

"Little, Little Twelve?"

Little Hui jumped up abruptly, and his rickety body stood upright.

Little Hui's cold eyes even directly ignited flames, as if to see through Meng Xia's inside and out.

Meng Xia ignored it, dragged an extremely uncoordinated body, and walked slowly in the cave.

Meng Xia's eyes are full of memories.

"This cave was excavated by Senior Brother Zhang Le with one hammer and one hammer. At that time, the master had not yet proven his way and was extremely pessimistic, thinking that Monkey Mountain would be the cradle of Human Race's rejuvenation... "

"Senior Brother Zhang Le's characters are not so magical. It is Dao Rhyme who made these stone carvings metamorphose after the Master proclaimed in the cave."

Little Hui startled. Live, his body seemed to be petrified, and his eyes could not help being a little moist.

"You, do you still...what else do you know?"

Meng Xia: "All."

"Eleventh Senior Brother, you In order to stand up to the fire, it has been gridlocked for two years, but failed to complete the grid. In order to make you take the last step, the master deliberately let the bandits destroy all the manuscripts."

"The master and the bandits returned to the cottage, Where did I teach for half a year. When I left, Niu Ji followed the Master, and the Master gave him the reason for the words."

"After coming to Monkey Mountain, Senior Brother was digging the Asking Dao Heavenly Ladder. You also made trouble several times..."

"...Zhenggao Senior Brother is the second to understand after you... He gave Monkey Mountain A deceptive Formation was left..."

"In order to prevent Monkey Mountain from being hungry, I was leaving Senior Brother to develop a spirit farm. Later I found Hundred Tastes Fruit... ..."

"My Senior Brother has never been able to find what to do, so my Senior Brother has become the most knowledgeable existence outside of the Master."

"As for Zheng Senior Brother, you were most afraid of him at the beginning, because he always likes to practice hands with you..."

"..."

Meng Xia said It’s a bit slow, but Little Hui listened very carefully.

Later, he couldn't hold back at all, and Dou's big tears kept falling from his eye sockets.

"The Master proclaimed the Dao, he was in harmony with Tianxin, he was aware of my existence, and personally gave us each dísciple a heart!"

Meng Xia finished speaking, Little Hui thoroughly Believe it.

"It turns out that Little Twelve came from hundreds of years later, no wonder...no wonder...why didn't you come earlier?"

Little Hui I couldn't help it anymore, his body became smaller, and suddenly he swooped into Meng Xia's arms.

Little Hui is crying!

Meng Xia was caught off guard and was almost knocked over by Little Hui, but he still reached out and hugged Little Hui.

Meng Xia: "Eleventh Senior Brother, I'm your Junior Brother. You would be too unskilled as Senior Brother to do this."

Little Hui lied directly, "I don’t care. , I'm just a monkey. The Master and other Senior Brothers spoiled me so much, so you must do so!"

"Also, call me Little Hui, everyone calls me that! "

Looking at Little Hui, who had become as small as before and acted like a baby in his arms, Meng Xia couldn't help but sigh.

For hundreds of years the blue sea turned into mulberry fields, Little Hui really waited so hard.

Even though the body has become smaller, the hair on Little Hui's body is no longer the golden and shiny hair it used to be.

The years, after all, left too many traces on Little Hui.

The two chatted, Meng Xia said, Little Hui listened.

Most of them are stories from hundreds of years ago, but Little Hui listened very carefully, lest he missed something.

Meng Xia discovered for the first time that storytelling is so tiring.

Whenever Meng Xia makes an excuse for being thirsty, Little Hui directly fetches spirit wine to moisturize Meng Xia's throat, and then drags Meng Xia to continue.

Meng Xia didn't know whether to cry or laugh!

In this talk, we talked about late at night. The two lay on the top of the mountain, looking at the stars in the sky, and they were very close.

Meng Xia: "Little Hui, what else do you want to hear?"

Little Hui's eyes were staring straight up, "I want to hear everything, let's continue from the beginning?"

Meng Xia immediately face full of black lines.

Meng Xia took a long breath and said, "Little Hui, you know my bottom line. These memories are a great burden on my body and mind. I need to adjust the gap as soon as possible to let spirit and body unification."

Little Hui sadly.

Later, Little Hui smiled brilliantly.

"Little Twelve, finally tell me about the situation when the Master preached."

"Okay."

Meng Xia immediately began to speak Up.

When I heard the Master compare the Candle Dragon, Little Hui's eyes once again bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

In this brief moment, Little Hui suddenly saw that the Master had succeeded in preaching back then. He sat with ten Senior Brothers and listened intently to the teacher's lecture.

This picture has appeared in Little Hui's dream countless times.

But now, this picture has changed.

There is an extra Little Twelve in the picture, and his appearance slowly overlaps with Meng Xia!

bang!

At this moment, the whole Monkey Mountain was shocked.

All the creatures of Monkey Mountain looked up together, wondering what happened.

And Meng Xia, but immediately knew what happened.

But when I met Little Hui in front of him, the energy on his body slowly diffused and quickly merged with the entire Monkey Mountain.

Meng Xia is very familiar with these.

The body of Little Hui possessed for so many years, Meng Xia knows everything Little Hui has thought, seen, and felt.

Especially now, Meng Xia has not adjusted the gap, the breath is very similar to that of Little Hui.

Only an instant, the breath of Meng Xia was drawn, and then merged into the whole Monkey Mountain.

Meng Xia only feels that he seems to have become Monkey Mountain, and Monkey Mountain is part of his body.

In a trance, Meng Xia's consciousness seems to be magnified tens of thousands of times.

The entire Monkey Mountain is taking in the entire scene!

This feeling is so mysterious, Meng Xia didn't know how to describe it for a while.

It seems that there is no word that can describe the wonderland I see at this time.

Perhaps these are... Tao!

Time seems to have passed for a moment, but it looks like a thousand years.

With a sound, the feeling of being one with Monkey Mountain suddenly disappeared.

And then.

The illusory shadow of a mountain slowly floats out, and the illusory shadow gradually becomes smaller.

But Meng Xia saw countless in the illusory shadow of Monkey Mountain.

Where, there is a Master, a group of Senior Brothers, and myself named Little Twelve!

In this brief moment, Meng Xia understands.

Little Hui has been picking up a mountain all these years.

But.

Because this mountain lacks Little Twelve, which the master once called, the mountain has not been complete.

Now, it is complete!