Digging sand, filling mud, planting trees, and digging ditches.

Day after day, year after year, Jia Zhengjin repeats it every day without stopping.

Finally, after dozens of spring and autumn periods, the endless desert disappeared completely, replaced by a green forest with no end in sight.

Surrounding the forest sea is a magnificent man-made river, and there is no trace of the desert anymore.

Although the white bone spirit was not allowed to interfere, he watched Jia Zhengjin transform the desert into a forest little by little, and turn the barren land into a peach source where all kinds of beasts gathered, and said in his heart that this is the real immortal technique!

It's a pity that she can't understand it after watching it for decades, and she can't learn this immortal technique.

"Immortal, congratulations on your successful transformation of the desert into a paradise!"

"It's still very early!" Jia Zhengjin flew in the air, looking down at the results of his efforts in the past few decades, "Now that the terrain has been successfully replaced, the next step is to open up farmland, build more and more luxurious houses, and build a city!"

"Huh?" the Bone Spirit was surprised, "Wouldn't that be another few decades?"

"Time is meaningless to me. Jia Zhengjin shrugged, "Whether it's decades or hundreds of years, it's all the same! The most important thing is to do what you like, persevere, and enjoy it!"

"Taught!" the Bone Spirit took this sentence to heart.

"In any case, the success of such a huge desert transformation is indeed worth celebrating!" Jia Zhengjin said, "just take a little rest today." I'm going home and sleeping for a while, don't bother!"

"Yes!"

Watching Jia Zhengjin enter his courtyard big house, the white bone spirit was full of admiration, and turned back to his small stone house.

She wasn't dissatisfied, it was enough to be here. You can meditate and cultivate here, and your mana will not grow slowly. And the "fairy" often says something philosophical, which benefits her a lot.

Jia Zhengjin returned to the house, lay down on the bed and took out the Qiankun mirror, and comfortably switched the picture.

The stone monkey crossed the ocean and spent eight or nine years searching for Master in the Nanzhan tribe, but found nothing. After that, he went to Xiniu Hezhou to find it for a few years, and finally came to the three-star cave of the slanting moon under the guidance of a woodcutter, became the apprentice of the Bodhi Patriarch, and officially got the name Sun Wukong.

He did an apprenticeship with the Bodhi Patriarch for six or seven years, cleaning every day to learn knowledge, and learning martial arts with his fellow brothers, and after a long time, he couldn't help jumping up and down, not wanting to listen to the Bodhi Patriarch's lectures, so that he was knocked on the head three times, and then there were three more Bodhi Patriarchs preaching in the middle of the night, telling him to practice the art of immortality.

After a few years of practice, Patriarch Bodhi said to him that even if he learned the art of immortality, heaven and earth would not allow it. For there is life and death in the world, and there is no life without death. The laws of heaven and earth do not allow anyone to live forever.

Those who want to live forever have to go through three great tribulations, and if they can't avoid it, they will definitely die.

Sun Wukong hurriedly asked how to dodge, and Patriarch Bodhi said that I have two variation techniques here to dodge. One is the thirty-six laws of Tiangang, and the other is the seventy-two changes of the earth.

Sun Wukong felt that there must be more powerful, so he chose the seventy-two changes of the earth, and practiced hard for many years after learning it.

After that, Patriarch Bodhi taught Sun Wukong the art of flying, saying that Sun Wukong only knew the art of climbing clouds, not soaring clouds. So he taught him somersault clouds, and this practice was several years.

After the somersault cloud was also mastered, all of Sun Wukong's supernatural powers were finally learned, and they were ready as planned.

Therefore, when he showed off the seventy-two changes and somersault clouds in front of his fellow disciples, Patriarch Bodhi used the excuse to drive him out of the door.

In a few decades, Jia Zhengjin turned the entire desert into a forest, and Sun Wukong also learned supernatural powers and embarked on the return journey back to Huaguo Mountain.

It will soon develop to the Heavenly Palace, and then be suppressed by Rulai for 500 years under the Wuzhi Mountain, and officially enter the road of learning scriptures in the West.

"It's going to start!" Jia Zhengjin had been waiting for this day, and when he finally saw it, he immediately got up excitedly and walked quickly outside the house, "White Bone Spirit!"

Hearing Jia Zhengjin call himself, the white bone spirit quickly came out of the stone house and walked quickly to him: "The gods called me?"

"Well, you've been here for decades, but do you remember what you promised at the beginning?" Jia Zhengjin asked.

"Remember! If the fairy has any orders, the little woman will not hesitate to go to the soup and fight the fire!" the white bone spirit hurriedly replied.

"Okay! I need you now, you must do exactly what I order, there can be no negligence, is there a problem?"

"Immortals command!" said the White Bone Spirit, "no matter what, the little girl will do her best. ”

"Then listen, set off now, rush to the top of Wanshou Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou, open up a cave in the area of Baihuling to occupy the mountain as the king, recruit demon soldiers to expand their strength, and integrate all the demons in Wanshou Mountain!" Jia Zhengjin ordered, "You have more than five hundred years to do this. Five hundred years later, there will be a Tang monk from the Tang Dynasty in the East to pass through Baihuling, I want you to do this, like this...... Is there a problem?"

Bai Gujing listened to Jia Zhengjin's words, was a little surprised, and then nodded decisively: "Even if the gods want me to do it, what if I am broken bones?

"You don't have to worry!" Jia Zhengjin said, "Just do what I say, and when the Tang monk and apprentice leave, I will give you a great creation!"

"Heavenly Creation?" the White Bone Spirit asked suspiciously, "May I ask the immortals, what kind of creation?"

"You just need to do what I tell you, and keep your soul alive afterwards, and I will also create a perfect body for you, so that you can be resurrected as a human, and then cultivate into an immortal in human form!"

"Huh?" said the Bone Spirit's shocked expression, "but...... But I remember that the gods once said that it is almost impossible to resurrect!"

"What I'm saying is that it's hard to resurrect, but that doesn't mean it's impossible!" Jia Zhengjin said, "To create a new body for you, you have to use a variety of rare heavenly treasures." How could I have wasted so much effort for the sake of a stranger, but if you had done it for me, it would have been enough to get a full body and be resurrected as a human being!" Would you like it?"

The white bone spirit was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly knelt down: "The little girl is willing! The little woman is willing! It is indeed a great creation, thank you to the gods!"

"So you have to get things done for me first, but if anything goes wrong, this creation will be gone!" Jia Zhengjin reminded, "It must be exactly what I wanted, and there should be no deviation at all, understand?"

"Rest assured, the little girl will definitely follow your will and handle this matter properly!"

"Then it's up to you!" Jia Zhengjin nodded, "Go ahead!"

"Yes!"