Chapter Twenty-Four: The Old Taoist Priest and the Little Taoist Boy

Lin Nuo's original intention was to let Wukong follow Chu Feng's side, learn more and watch more, with such a restless guy as a companion, there will definitely be crises in the future, and he can improve his strength faster.

But now it seems that this idea is not appropriate.

At this time, Sun Wukong is still too simple, and the creatures he has come into contact with are too few, but he is still quite smart and likes to make up for his brain, if he follows Chu Feng's guy who is full of ghosts, I don't know what he will be taken into the future.

"That's it, since I'm my own disciple, I'll take it with me and teach it myself!"

Making a decision in his heart, the next moment, Lin Nuo raised his hand and pointed lightly downward.

Bang!

It was just a wisp of breath escaping, but even so, in the mountains below, a large mountain fell, and a rotting bird flapped its huge wings, obscuring the sky and the sun, and even the torrential rain was blocked by its wings.

Then, with a sharp click, another valley collapsed, and a huge celestial dragon appeared, its flesh and blood withered, its wings rotten, and its eyes hollow, and it also soared up, obscuring the thunder.

"What's going on?"

Not only Wukong and Chu Feng were shocked in their hearts, but even the woman in white with a somewhat cold expression was also full of fear at this time.

Because in her eyes, the sky at this time began to be torn apart, the sky and the earth cracked, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the apocalyptic horror scene could be seen everywhere.

And around the torn void, one space node after another suddenly appeared, connected to the unknown area, and the invisible space power escaped, and Wukong, Chu Feng and the others present almost had no resistance power, and they were overwhelmed by one space node after another.

.......

In the early morning, there is a mist in the mountains, which is dyed with a faint red light in the morning light, and the green grass leaves are covered with white dewdrops.

Wukong sat cross-legged on a glorious boulder, his hands raised high, as if holding a giant axe, his expression solemn, constantly exhaling and breathing.

"Click!"

The sound of bones rubbing kept ringing, and as Wukong continued to cultivate, the aura on his body also continued to increase, and more brilliant golden light scattered and exploded around him, easily piercing the surrounding peaks.

"Master, this Yuan Shi Kaitian Breathing Method is really amazing, the disciple has been cultivating for a few years, and he can clearly feel that his strength is improving almost every day, if I encounter those fierce beasts again, the disciple has the confidence to slap them all to death!"

After finishing his early morning practice, Wukong got up and bowed behind him.

At this moment, in the vast void, an illusory figure manifested out, this figure was dressed in a white robe, but it was not the appearance of a young man, but a whisk in his hand, with a childish face, if there was a monk from the Journey to the West plane here, he could definitely easily recognize that this person was the appearance of the Bodhi Ancestor.

"Confidence is a good thing, but blind confidence is the way to trouble!"

Lin Nuo, who turned into the appearance of Bodhi Ancestor, walked out of the void, knocked on Wukong's head with the dust, and then said: "You are extraordinary, you were born with divine power, and now your cultivation can be regarded as an entry, and it is time to officially enter the world, hone your body, and refine your heart in the red dust!"

"Master finally agreed to the disciple to go down the mountain?"

Wukong is very excited, since the last time he inexplicably entered a certain space node, he came to this mountain range called Fangcun Mountain, this mountain does not know where it is, although the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the aura is rich, but except for the master and apprentice, there is no living being, with Wukong's lively character, I am really a little unaccustomed.

"Master, do you know where Brother Lei Zhenzi went? The disciple went down the mountain and wanted to find him!"

For the first friend he met after his incarnation, Sun Wukong cherished it very much, and now that he was rarely allowed to go down the mountain, he couldn't wait to find the Lei Zhenzi brother who had been struck by thunder for several days.

"It's okay to go down the mountain to see him, but you need to change your appearance!"

As he spoke, Lin Nuo's sleeve robe waved, and in a flash of light, Sun Wukong's ape appearance with a thunderous face suddenly changed, turning into a little Taoist boy wearing a cyan robe who looked only eleven or twelve years old.

"Master, I don't look as powerful as before!"

Sun Wukong looked at his current appearance, pursed his mouth, and didn't like it very much.

Lin Nuo smiled faintly, unimpressed by Wukong's dissatisfaction, holding the floating dust in his hand, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Monkey King, go down the mountain with your teacher!"

"Wait, Master, who is Qi Tian?"

"Oh, this is the pseudonym that the teacher just gave you, you must know that the world is not peaceful now, remember to use the trumpet when you go out!"

"What about you, Master, do you also have a trumpet?"

"Yes, next, the teacher is not the Bodhi Ancestor of the Great World of the Yang World, but the old Taoist who travels all over the world with his apprentices, emm, the name of the teacher, let's call Lin Taichu!"

Lin Taichu...... Master, your pseudonym sounds so good, but my pseudonym is also good!"

Seeing that the master had already chosen a pseudonym for the two of them, and was ready to take himself down the mountain to travel, Wukong was very excited in his heart, and even forgot about his appearance as a little Taoist boy at the moment, picked a big leaf and put it on the top of his head, and happily followed the master towards the bottom of the mountain.

Lin Nuo's speed is not fast, walking in the mountains and forests, feeling the rich fragrance of the mountains, listening to the sound of mountain springs from time to time around, there is a feeling of relaxation.

Over the years, the Yuan Shen in the ancestral aperture of the eyebrows has never stopped cultivating, every day, his strength is improving, Lin Nuo has estimated in his heart that at most a hundred years, his strength will reach the limit of this doppelganger, and then the physical body will step into the lower reaches of the long river of time and integrate into the future time.

And at that time, it was the moment when the deity woke up from his slumber and stepped into the realm of the quasi-immortal emperor.

In the last hundred years, Lin Nuo didn't want to continue to retreat and practice, he wanted to take Wukong to take a good walk in this great world of the yang world, take a look, and make up for Wukong's regretful lack of master-apprentice feelings in his previous life.

"By the way, over the years, I have been idle for the teacher, and I have practiced a handy weapon for you, do you think it is easy to use?"

As he spoke, Lin Nuo opened his palm, and in the palm of his hand, an iron rod the size of an embroidery needle was floating quietly in mid-air, without feeling the power of any treasure.

"Master, this treasure is so small, how should the disciple use it? If only it could be bigger!"

Airplanes~~

Wukong's words fell, and in his stunned eyes, the treasure that was as small as a needle before began to grow rapidly, and later, it was like a giant pillar that reached the sky, supporting the sky and the earth, exuding an inexplicable light, and it was almost like suppressing the eternal years!