The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Monkey King never imagined that the monkey who looked exactly like him would have demon power fluctuations on his body.

Although not strong, it is still obvious.

After just taking a look, Sun Wukong was a little puzzled, what exactly is this demon monkey going to do?

My heart was full of doubts, and in the next second I saw the demon monkey ramming towards him like a cannonball.

A faint golden light was shrouded in his body, and he used it very skillfully.

Monkey King chuckled slightly, his fingers were just a little bit of the airspace, and the demon monkey who hit it was stagnated and stopped in mid-air.

For a time there were screams in the dense forest, countless stones and fruits were tolerated from the tree by the monkeys, and they fell towards Monkey King.

He only heard a cold snort from Monkey King, and a golden light radiated from his body. In an instant, all the things falling down stopped in the air motionless.

Looking at the demon monkey, Monkey King sneered and said: "How? Can't you still fight?"

The demon monkey looked at Monkey King in a daze, and then shook his head abruptly.

Seeing this scene, Monkey King took his hand back and quietly looked at the demon monkey in front of him.

After the demon monkey was restrained by Monkey King, there was a look of horror on his face. He looked at Monkey King with some horror, and it took a long time to recover.

"Who are you? Where are you from?"

Hearing this, Monkey King chuckled and shook his head, and said, "I should have asked you this."

I saw the demon monkey on the opposite side touched his head, and said with some confusion: "I have no name and no surname. They all call me King. As for where I came from, I don't even know."

Seeing the demon monkey claiming to be the king, Sun Wukong looked up at the group of monkeys surrounding the trees, and was speechless for a while.

What's all this?

Thinking of this, Monkey King decided not to stay here anymore, turning around and leaving, but just walked without a few steps, but was pulled by something.

Looking back a little weirdly, Sun Wukong then discovered that the demon monkey had just grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Frowning, Monkey King said, "What are you going to do?"

I saw that demon monkey bowed his hand, then took a step back and said, "God, the little demon is polite here, please teach me the art of longevity!"

As soon as the voice fell, Monkey King looked at the demon monkey a little strangely, and asked, "The art of longevity?"

"Yep!"

Seeing that demon monkey nodded diligently, the expression on Monkey King's face was stagnant, and then sneered: "Do you know what the art of longevity is?"

Yaohou shook his head blankly, and then said, "Isn't it the technique of immortality?"

Hearing this, Monkey King suddenly chuckled.

"The technique of immortality? Under this heavenly way, except for the saints, no one can escape death, or death of old age, or death of illness, or being killed by others. After all, they will enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"There is no longevity technique, but there is one road to longevity, and that is sanctification."

"Then be holy!"

As soon as the words fell, Monkey King was taken aback, staring at the demon monkey in a daze, with a look of horror on his face.

The fact that these words could be said from the mouth of the demon monkey really surprised him.

Is sanctification really such a simple thing?

With his eyes fixed, Monkey King sneered: "Do you know what a saint is?"

"The saint is immortal!"

I saw that Monkey King shook his head and said: "It's too superficial, the saint is not as simple as immortality."

The demon monkey shook his head at this time and said, "For me now, sanctification is just the road to longevity."

What a simple reason...

Monkey King was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the demon monkey in a little surprise. Although it sounds funny, the road to sanctification has never been so simple.

For a while, Monkey King thought about it. What did he travel the world for after he was born in the past?

Thousands of years ago, he was still exactly the same as the demon monkey in front of him, just because the fruit in Ao Tian's hand was delicious, he followed along.

I didn't know how many fairy peaches I had eaten along the way, and it was also at that time that I knew how much this fairy peach helped my body.

After that, he was accepted as a disciple by Master Dragon Emperor. After one hundred years of cultivation, he entered the netherworld experience.

That experience made his cultivation more diligent, until now he re-entered the robbery of Journey to the West.

Monkey King knew that this was Master’s arrangement, so that he could develop further.

Born in response to the robbery, these are the four words Master told him.

I was born in order to deal with this calamity.

Along the way, he never stopped. Although his cultivation was restrained, he still had a lot of improvement, and his mind became more determined than before.

Looking at the demon monkey, Monkey King suddenly discovered that he had never thought about sanctification, just pure cultivation.

Looking at the demon monkey, Monkey King suddenly felt that the demon monkey in front of him was the same as before.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking at the demon monkey with sparkling eyes, Monkey King slowly said: "The road to sanctification requires cultivation, do you know?"

Hearing this, Yaohou nodded and said, "The disciple understands!"

"I have not promised to accept you as a disciple."

"The master just asked it on purpose, and the disciple knows."

Seeing this demon monkey is smart, Monkey King shook his head and chuckled, then said: "You have no name and no surname. Since you worship me as a teacher, you must have a dharma name."

Seeing the demon monkey staring at himself motionless, thinking about what the demon monkey said just now, he said: "You live with the sky in Changsheng. From then on, your law name will be Qitian."

Hearing this, a look of excitement appeared on Qi Tian's face, and he bowed.

"The disciples Qi Tian thanked Master for giving the name!"

Sun Wukong nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously. He is considered to have a disciple, and I don't know what Master Master is like.

Thinking of this, Monkey King shook his head, and then stretched out his hand to put his hand on Qi Tian's head.

"Sit down and wait for the teacher to teach you the exercises."

Seeing Qi Tian sitting cross-legged, a golden light surged out of Monkey King's hand.

After a while, he said, "This is the Eight or Nine Profound Art, with 72 changes and endless magical effects. As long as you concentrate on practicing, you can break through the realm and become a fairy. This is the basis for sanctification."

Qi Tian nodded, his face was full of excitement.

"Thank you, Master!"

Monkey King waved his hand, and then Qi Tian retreated. Monkey King looked around and planned to leave here.

Just taking a step forward, Monkey King frowned, and saw that the picture in front of him began to flow rapidly, and the dazzling posture made Monkey King a little dizzy.

After shaking his head, he found that the food in front of him did not change much.

In the next second, only a loud noise was heard, and Monkey King looked back abruptly, only to find a golden light rising into the sky in the water curtain hole behind him.

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