The Dingling Bead, this desolate ancient treasure that limited Sun Dasheng's ability, it was still lying quietly in Sun Dasheng's seal hall, and the Dingling Bead ignored Sun Dasheng's hot "gaze". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As Sun Dasheng continued to exert pressure on the Spirit Bead, this ancient treasure that was not blessed with mana became more and more dim, and it couldn't hold on for long.

But how often it depends on who it is, and the perception of time varies from case to case.

As the so-called one day in the sky and one year in the ground, as far as a golden immortal like Sun Dasheng is concerned, thousands of years are just a flick of a finger, and the Dingling Bead may collapse after a hundred years, maybe it can last until a thousand years later.

Sighing, Sun Dasheng knew that the Buddha's methods were unpredictable, and he was in a hurry, and he couldn't be in a hurry after all.

Sun Dasheng shook his head and returned to the bedroom, where there was silence on the terrace.

Ten minutes later, when the dead leaves of the cold winter had drifted up the terrace, a round head poked out of the guardrail, and a fat body climbed up with a thief.

It was Zhu Ganglie who climbed onto the terrace, and he had been hiding below for a long time. Sun Dasheng didn't find him this time because he had something in his heart. Zhu Ganglie's patience was good, and after he made sure that Sun Dasheng had returned to the room to rest, he crept up.

Zhu Ganglie, or the former Zhu Bajie, his IQ and EQ are still very high as always, and Zhu Ganglie has been secretly observing Chen Xiaoyi and Sun Dasheng - he always feels that the relationship between these two is strange.

Chen Xiaoyi is the owner of the noodle restaurant, and he boasts that he is Sun Dasheng's master, who knows astronomy and geography, so Zhu Ganglie's father sent Zhu Ganglie into his door.

And Zhu Ganglie learned the "Spiritual Cultivation Technique" from Chen Xiaoyi, and he did feel the infinite power of this technique - Zhu Ganglie believed that Chen Xiaoyi was a master.

But really, from beginning to end, Zhu Ganglie only saw Sun Dasheng make a move. The first time the two met, Zhu Ganglie "saw" the monkey in a dream, and Sun Dasheng had been "chasing" him, so Zhu Ganglie had always been afraid and jealous of Sun Dasheng.

Zhu Ganglie hoped to climb on Sun Dasheng's head after learning Chen Xiaoyi's skills.

But staying in the noodle shop, Zhu Ganglie found that something was wrong.

From beginning to end, the noodle shop's demon eradication business seems to have always been made by Sun Dasheng. Even if Sun Dasheng and Chen Xiaoyi went out at the same time, Sun Dasheng rushed to the front every time, and Chen Xiaoyi played more of a covering role.

Every time the action is decided, Sun Dasheng is making the idea, and then Chen Xiaoyi cooperates, and Chen Xiaoyi has always been very polite to his "apprentice" - is there such a master-apprentice relationship?

The most important thing is that when the Super Gas Bureau signed a confidentiality agreement with Zhu Ganglie, Zhu Ganglie understood another layer of Chen Xiaoyi's identity, and Sun Dasheng was actually a special expert of the mysterious organization of the country!

Oh my God, could Sun Dasheng really be Chen Xiaoyi's apprentice?

So Zhu Ganglie felt more and more wrong. He had already tried to cultivate well, so Zhu Ganglie wanted to learn a higher skill, and he now knew who he should look for.

Zhu Ganglie observed the room from the balcony window, and after making sure that Sun Dasheng had returned to the bedroom on the second floor, he began to inspect the terrace. Zhu Ganglie was surprised to see the pool of melted steel.

Zhu Ganglie's mouth suddenly opened in surprise.

The steel was still exuding high temperatures, and there was a hint of red under the mottled rust, and Zhu Ganglie couldn't understand how the senior brother melted this iron chair.

Sure enough, the senior brother is the real master! But why didn't he deny his relationship with Chen Xiaoyi?

Zhu Ganglie was puzzled, and he decided to go into the house and observe again.

Entering the third floor along the terrace, Zhu Ganglie tiptoed towards the second floor. No one would have thought that a fat man of nearly three hundred pounds could actually tiptoe without making a sound, this fat man is actually quite flexible.

Arriving at the second floor, Zhu Ganglie was pleasantly surprised to find that Sun Dasheng did not close the door, so he cautiously approached the edge of the door, and Zhu Ganglie looked inside through the crack in the door.

Zhu Ganglie found that Sun Dasheng was cultivating.

Judging from Sun Dasheng's posture, he was also practicing spiritual cultivation at this time, and the dense golden light was reflected from Sun Dasheng's body, and Sun Dasheng looked solemn.

Looking at Sun Dasheng's sitting posture, Zhu Ganglie seemed to see the operation of the spiritual power in the meridians, and some of the confusion that had been haunting his heart was instantly solved, and Zhu Ganglie immediately understood.

That's talent, that's innate strength. Zhu Ganglie's previous life was Marshal Tianpeng after all, he had superior genes that were different from mortals, and this peeping glance woke Zhu Ganglie up in an instant.

Just when Zhu Ganglie was overjoyed, he saw Sun Dasheng suddenly open his eyes, he scolded "dead fat", and Sun Dasheng slapped it out with one palm.

I heard a "snap", and a handprint pierced the door of the bedroom, and then I slapped it, and the golden palm wind that slapped it was right on Zhu Ganglie's chest.

Zhu Ganglie screamed and flew out.

In the garden of the villa, the fat man got up and ran as soon as he got up. He rushed back to his room quickly, and Zhu Ganglie's movements were very agile.

Sun Dasheng looked outside, and he whispered a word of praise:

"It's such a fat body, I can't imagine that this dead fat man's defense methods are so peculiar."

Then Sun Dasheng continued to settle down.

After hiding back in the bedroom, Zhu Ganglie listened to the outside in a whisper, and when he was sure that Sun Dasheng did not chase him out, Zhu Ganglie exhaled softly, and then his face showed a look of excitement.

Zhu Ganglie cleared a clearing in the room, and he quickly settled into an ethereal state, and after a while, the air around Zhu Ganglie's body became craggy.

The green vines burrowed out of the ground, and they wrapped around Zhu Ganglie's body like swimming snakes, and those thick vines quickly wrapped the fat man inside.

As the vine covered the ceiling, it began to produce dense leaves, and then flower bones grew.

When the flower bones on the ceiling are as dense as stars, these buds begin to bloom, the stamens unfold, and a white breath permeates the air.

"Why does it stink?"

The fat man in the middle of the vine muttered to himself......

At dawn, the vines gradually became illusory, they faded and transparent, and finally dispersed into a green light and disappeared into the bedroom, and the fat man appeared in the middle of the bedroom.

Zhu Ganglie sat on the ground with his head drooping, a string of white crystal saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and the fat man's snoring was like thunder.

Being able to fall asleep while cultivating, this Zhu Ganglie can be regarded as a superlative!

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