"Come on, who is afraid of whom, you may not have heard of the name of my grandson, right?" Sun Wukong also took out the golden hoop stick from his ear and said eagerly.

Xiong Likui asked, "What is your name?"

"My old grandson is the Monkey King of the Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave, five hundred years ago, he made a big havoc in the Heavenly Palace, have you ever heard of it?"

"Who am I, it turns out to be Bi Ma Wen who raises horses in the Heavenly Court! Haha, your Grandpa Xiong is not afraid, come to fight!"

"Ahh

The two of them moved, and Xuanzang didn't care, just watched quietly.

Both of them are arrogant people, and they will eventually be separated, so that the team can be easily led.

"Jingle ......"

Thirty rounds, no winner or loser!

Fifty rounds, equal!

100 rounds, chess against opponents!

All around are the remnants of the spear sticks, the force is infinite, and each blow creates a huge wind.

The sand and rocks in the cave are flying, and from time to time a shot misses, and the wall collapses.

Soon, more than half of the cave collapsed in an explosion.

Only the stone gate at the entrance of the cave was engraved with a formation pattern and a strengthened formation was arranged, which did not make the cave collapse as a whole.

The two flew out of the stone gate and continued to fight in mid-air, and Xuanzang also followed, watching silently.

Every confrontation is a hedge between mana and the body, although it seems that the momentum is not big, but this is because the two of them have entered the realm of power and mana, and all the power is converged on the weapon, not a single cent is wasted.

Every stick, every shot smashed on any ordinary Xuan Immortal, could not escape the end of death.

In two hundred rounds, Xiong Likui's strength was a little weak, his strength was significantly reduced, and he sweated a lot on his forehead.

On the other hand, Sun Wukong is like no one, the sound of the golden hoop stick waving is getting louder and louder, and he is becoming more and more courageous.

Three hundred rounds, Xiong Likui is in danger, and his strength is close to the end, although his martial arts marksmanship is not bad, but in terms of background, it is still more than a step worse than Sun Wukong.

"Clank!"

The black tassel gun was smashed away from his hands with a stick, and then a stick came towards Xiong Likui as a hood.

"Death!"

Sun Wukong had already played a real fire at this time, his monkey eyes were round, his face was cold, and his tone was murderous.

This stick came as fast as thunder, Xiong Likui only felt that the golden hoop stick was enlarged in front of him, and there was no way to avoid it.

Under the shroud of power, it was too late to move his body, and there was room for that move, no matter how he moved, he couldn't dodge it.

He had even seen the pattern carved on the golden hoop stick, so he simply closed his eyes, and his figure stopped in mid-air, giving up resistance.

"Okay......"

Xuanzang came to mid-air with a dodge, and one finger firmly resisted the golden hoop stick, which was like Xuanzang resisting the iron rod of Guangzhi in the Guanyin Zen Temple.

Sun Wukong's heart was shocked, could it be that in the eyes of the master, I was just like the little monk Guangzhi?

I'm a Taiyi Xuan Immortal! And that little monk is just a mortal!

Sun Wukong accepted the golden hoop stick and didn't dare to continue to make trouble.

"Good, good, you have also fought, since you have divided the superiority, you should be harmonious in the future, and you are not allowed to use force against your own people!" Xuanzang said.

The two nodded at the same time, glanced at each other, and their expressions softened a little.

Xuanzang continued: "Li Kui, in the future, you will be the registered disciple of the poor monk, and Wukong will be your senior brother in the future, so I naturally hope that you will love each other!"

"Yes, Master!" Sun Wukong nodded yes.

"Yes, Master!" Xiong Likui also bowed and nodded, looking a little frustrated, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable after losing the fight.

When Sun Wukong saw it, his expression moved, he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said, "You black guy has good kung fu, and your marksmanship is amazing!"

"It's still the Great Sage's stick method that is stronger, and Li Kui is convinced......" Xiong Likui recognized the reality in his heart, grinned and flew to the ground.

Xuanzang smiled and shook his head, and also fell to the ground, Sun Wukong hurriedly followed: "Master, the black guy's exercises don't seem to be bad, but they haven't entered the Mahayana, you can practice, but the method of avoiding disasters and getting rid of disasters is too bad, why don't I tell you about the "Seventy-two Changes of the Earth's Evils"?"

"Does your teacher agree?" Xuanzang asked with a smile as he pointed in the direction of the Three-Star Cave of the Oblique Moon.

Sun Wukong was a little surprised, the master actually knew that I had a master who taught the Tao before?

"This doesn't matter, my grandson can't say the reason, naturally it's my own, the monkeys and monkeys have passed on some, so naturally I can pass it on to you!"

"Okay, then tell me your "Dapin Tianxian Jue" and "Somersault Cloud" together, and I want to study it for the teacher!"

"Okay, Master, come and listen to it, the mantra of "Dapin Tianxian Jue" is a secret and rounded ......"

Sun Wukong drew a circle on the ground with a golden hoop stick, made a soundproof ban, and told Xuanzang in detail about the many exercises he practiced.

Xiong Likui stood not far away and meditated cross-legged to recover his mana.

In a short time, several exercises have been firmly engraved in Xuanzang's mind.

"Dapin Heavenly Immortal Jue" is really broad and profound, it is a top exercise that can be cultivated to the peak of quasi-saints, and "Seventy-two Changes of Earth Evil" also contains countless magical powers, and Sun Wukong has only cultivated a small part of them now.

Magical powers are all grinded by the years, even if it is the body of the Lingming Stone Monkey, it cannot be fully learned, and ordinary people are no more.

Xuanzang has a chat group enhancement pool, so as long as the points are enough, there is no supernatural power that cannot be cultivated.

"Five Yuan Great Heavenly Immortal Decision" was given up by him, and he planned to only practice this "Great Heavenly Immortal Jue" in terms of exercises, and then "Seventy-two Changes of Earth Evil", and the rest can only be postponed, after all, there is a daily limit for strengthening points.

Sun Wukong went to lead the white dragon horse, and Xuanzang sat cross-legged, and his mind entered the strengthening pool.

"System, exchange 10,000 points for level 2 enhancement points, and strengthen the "Great Product Heavenly Immortal Jue"!"

"Ding, the strengthening of cultivation is successful, and the "Great Immortal Formula" has reached the first layer!"

"Ding, the strengthening of cultivation has been successful, and the "Great Immortal Jue" has reached the second layer!"

"Ding, the strengthening of cultivation is successful, and the "Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Jue" has reached the third layer!"

......

After the 10,000 level 2 enhancement points were consumed, although the cultivation level of the exercises had gone up, the cultivation had only been upgraded to the level of the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal.

It seems that in the future, the cultivation of the physical body depends entirely on my own exercise, and the immortal cultivation is also a big eater of points.

When he reached the level of immortals, Xuanzang became more proficient in mastering immortal energy, and the breath on his body became more and more ethereal.

It is said that such a temperament should not appear in a monk, but Xuanzang is a freak, although he is familiar with Buddhist scriptures, but he is cultivating the method of cultivating immortals, and his temperament is also a little contradictory.

As soon as the heavenly machine was opened, the immortal aura on Xuanzang's body disappeared, and others looked like mortals.

Sun Wukong brought the white dragon horse, Xiong Likui went up to take over the burden very well, and used the black tassel gun as a burden to carry, playing the role of a burden-carrying force.

A man, a monkey and a bear continued on the road, when the sun was already past noon, and the sun gradually turned westward.

Xuanzang on horseback was watching the new developments in the chat group, and recently added a newcomer named Xuanzhang Xiaofan, who is a new disciple of Qingyunmen.

"Zhang Xiaofan......" Xuanzang muttered the name, "It's a poor person!"

"That's it, if you have the chance, help him, Baguio...... Don't give a damn!"

Although he knew that these were fates, and without Baguio's death, Zhang Xiaofan would not have experienced all kinds of mood changes, but Xuanzang couldn't see the tragedy the most.

I still remember the part when I saw Baguio die in junior high school, and my mood was dull for a long time, in this life he is no longer a mortal, and with the ability to help, he is naturally duty-bound.

Zhang Xiaofan is very popular in the group, for no other reason, because his family is considered a sect of cultivating immortals, and he has a lot of inheritance, and everyone also wants to be familiar with each other, and there are treasures that can be exchanged with each other in the future.

Administrator Ye Tian sorted out Zhang Xiaofan's fate in a private chat, analyzed it for him, and mentioned a lot of things.

Zhang Xiaofan just joined the Zhutian chat group on the first day his brain was buzzing, the cruel truth made him a little in a trance, the murderer of the Caomiao Village tragedy turned out to be the Puzhi monk he had always respected.

As for other things about the future, he was skeptical, but that administrator, Ye Tian's magical divination ability, as well as his understanding of himself, made him have to believe it.

Zhang Xiaofan, who had just joined Dazhufeng, didn't know anything about it, and such a magical chat group appeared in his mind, which made him a little dazed.

"Is the future really going to be so miserable? Now there is no way to take revenge, Puzhi asked me to throw away the bloodthirsty beads, it is better to sell them directly to the chat group mall......"

Zhang Xiaofan was confused, and knowing that the future would hinder him a lot.

Xuanzang only felt that this Ye Tian's EQ was really low, and revealing the future too early would cause a series of unnecessary troubles to a large extent.

After all, he's just a kid now.

Xuanzang's mind moved, disappeared from the Journey to the West world, and came to the world of Zhuxian.

Qingyun Gate, Big Bamboo Peak.

The mountain behind Dazhu Peak is a whole bamboo forest. And everyone's house buildings are in the front peak, the largest is the main hall of the quiet hall, Tian Buyi and his wife and daughter live in the back hall of it. Next to the Shoujing Hall is the small courtyard of the cloister where the disciples live, but because the number of people is too small, there are more houses than people, everyone lives in one room, and even the newcomer Zhang Xiaofan has one.

Zhang Xiaofan in the house slept with his eyes closed, as if he had a nightmare, his expression was a little distorted, and his mind was full of pictures of his dead relatives in Caomiao Village, his hands were clutching the bed tightly, and he lost his blood color because he was too hard.

"Alas, poor child, bear all this at a young age!" Xuanzang came to the bed and pointed lightly, erasing all his memories of the chat group.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was lying asleep on the bed, looked obviously relieved, and his breathing became steady.

Then his divine sense swept away, and he found a girl in green in the Ghost King Sect, Baguio, and with a light finger in the air, he placed three protections on his body, which could ensure that Baguio's life was worry-free.

"In this way, your ending will be better!" Xuanzang sighed, and returned to the Journey to the West with a thought.

Heavens Chat Group.

"Ding, Qingyunmen Zhang Xiaofan quit the chat group!"

Xuanzang kicked Zhang Xiaofan out of the group chat, but retained his world coordinates.

I plan to cultivate the Immortal Dao to reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and then descend to the Zhuxian World, reverse time and space, and stop the source of all tragedies.

Tomb Sect Xiaolongnu: "Hey, why did that little fan brother quit the group?"

Maoshan Lin Jiu: "Hehe, Xiaolongnu, you seem to be only 13 years old, right?

The little dragon girl of the Tomb Sect: "Uncle Nine, don't expose others!"

Steward Ye Tian: "It's really strange, I also divined his fate before, how could there be such an operation as withdrawing from the group?"

Although Ye Tian is an administrator, his authority is not high, and he originally wanted to plot Qingyunmen's "Taishang Xuanqing Dao", which made his previous efforts come to naught.

"Ding, the world will be the hero of the upload of the item Phoenix Blood three bottles!"

"Ding, the world will dominate and upload the "Sacred Heart Formula"!"

......

Junzi Jian Yue Buqun: "Gang leader Wen Cheng Wude, dominate the world!"

Dog-legged Yue Buqun quickly sent a sycophant, and after a period of mixing in the Fengyun world, he made great progress in martial arts, and he has reached lv1.5, which naturally benefits from the cultivation of Xiongba.

Under the stacking of massive points, Xiongba consumed all the points, and finally reached lv2.1, became an immortal-level master, found the sleeping emperor Shakti in the glacier, and killed him after a big battle.

Then he searched up and down the gate of heaven and obtained a lot of good things, including the property of Emperor Shakti for thousands of years, as well as many martial arts cheats, and under such a virtuous circle, Xiongba got many points again.