Chapter 34: Cultivating Metamorphosis (2)

Goku looked up at the sky in front of him hatefully. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bodhi said, don't trust anyone easily now, that's right.

Those guys in Heavenly Court were already full of factions and complicated, but now that the situation is unclear, they definitely can't believe it.

But don't be obsessed with believing in your own eyes?

He felt a little confused.

Don't?

Is there really room for improvement?

In the vast Three Realms, who should I believe?

The Great Sage Bull Demon King of Pingtian?

No, no, that guy hated himself to death because of a red boy.

The brothers he worshipped back then?

The Great Sage Jiao Demon King of the Sea, the Great Sage Peng Demon King of Chaos, and the Great Sage Monkey King of Ventilation?

And what about Zhenyuan Daxian?

It's not reliable!

Today's Three Realms must have long been changing, with ups and downs.

Besides, even his own master and junior brother have betrayed him, so who else can believe it?

People's hearts are unpredictable, and people's hearts are not ancient!

"Perhaps, the Great Sage Macaque King can be touched!" Wukong thought to himself, "But, now is not the time. ”

Eat a long time and a wisdom, and be careful to sail a boat for ten thousand years!

However, in the face of so many demons and monsters, and even more forces hidden behind, it is definitely not possible to fight alone, which has been proven to be a stupid approach when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

No, you have to make an alliance yourself!

But in the current chaotic situation, who can you trust and form an alliance with?

It's so confusing!

For a moment, looking at the rumbling waterfall in the distance, Wukong fell into deep contemplation.

At this moment, a white figure galloped from the bottom of the mountain.

It's the fox spirit that's back.

She brought back a lot of delicious fruit, and even a fat pangolin.

She is now a cultivator in the middle of the spiritual realm, three hundred years of cultivation, three hundred years of precipitation, and her mana is higher than that of Wukong, and it is not difficult for her to catch some ordinary beasts.

Unexpectedly, in the midst of penance, the fox spirit even learned to make fire like a human, and the craftsmanship was actually not bad!

There was a clanging sound of pots and spoons, and after a while, the smell of barbecued meat came from the cave.

Time, in the tasteless penance and waiting, quietly passed another four days.

In the past few days, Wukong has practiced diligently day and night, not letting go of every drop of time, and his heart is very stoic.

The fox spirit goes out to forage for food every day as usual, and cultivates together during the interval, and a monkey and a fox occasionally exchange cultivation experiences, and they get along very easily and happily.

Hard work pays off!

Under Wukong's diligent cultivation day and night, after another seven or eight days, he had internal and external injuries all over his body, except for the wound on his chest that had not completely healed, and the wounds of other sizes were already healed, and even his cultivation was forcibly promoted to the middle realm of the spiritual realm.

Thinking about it, this cultivation speed is still quite fast, which makes him very pleased.

In the middle, of course, it also benefited from the fox spirit's dedicated care. These days, I don't know what method she used, she got a lot of elixirs back, and many of them are almost advanced to the level of holy medicines.

Of course, there is no immortal medicine or miracle medicine.

All the medicine was boiled into a viscous medicinal soup by the fox spirit. Except for smearing the affected area, he drank the rest.

The medicinal decoction enters the body, part of it is absorbed to repair the body, and part of it is directly refined, and finally transformed into spiritual power, and the effect is still very good.

However, this cultivation speed is still too slow!

At least, that's what Goku thinks.

However, in the eyes of the fox spirit, this is also too fast!

At the very least, it makes the little fox on one side a little jealous.

In just ten days, he has improved a small realm, which is too infuriating.

Think about yourself, after three hundred years of hard practice, it's three hundred years! I barely reached the middle stage of the spiritual realm, this guy has improved to a small realm in just ten days, it's really a bit perverted!

How could she be embarrassed?

Does this still keep her alive?

This... Is it really just a monkey?

The fox spirit's small chest rose and fell violently.

After living for three hundred years, she felt for the first time that she had been hit hard.

Time, unconsciously, another ten days passed.

On this day, Wukong practiced hard as usual, gained a lot, and his body basically improved completely.

It was past noon, and the fox spirit had not returned.

Wukong couldn't help but be a little strange, at this time, she should have run back with joy.

So, he stopped his practice and walked to the entrance of the cave.

Looking at the waterfall flowing down in the distance, although it is in the realm of ice and snow, it is rushing down, and the unstoppable momentum is surging, Wukong gradually became obsessed, his monkey eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart seemed to have an understanding.

The cold weather is frozen, and the water flow is three thousand, rushing and mighty.

This is also a law of adversity growth, the more frustration the stronger, the more courageous.

"Go!"

At this moment, there was a faint sound of angry shouts from the waterfall, and even... There seems to be the sound of weapons striking.

He listened carefully.

On the other side of the waterfall, the faint sound came from it, intermittent, and it was difficult to grasp it all.

After all, his current realm is too low, and his hearing has decreased a lot.

If it had been placed in the past, the wind and grass hundreds of miles away would not have escaped his sensitive ears.

After thinking about it, he immediately activated his mana, opened his fiery eyes, and looked carefully.

piercing through the layers of fog, I saw from afar, far away in the direction of the waterfall, a white figure jumped up and down, desperately running.

And behind, there seem to be a few figures chasing after them.

No, it's a fox spirit!

The fox spirit is in danger!

Ignoring the injury in his chest, Wukong took a vertical leap, stepped on the snow, and slid down the steep hillside.

Whoa!

Wukong was dozens of feet a second, his body slid rapidly, and the castration was even more urgent.

Just when he was still 100 meters away from the foot of the slope, Wukong pressed the cold snow with his left hand, bent his legs slightly, and flicked hard, and several vertical crosses in the air, and the big bird fell into the distance.

Boom!

The body fell to the ground, splashing snowflakes.

Then, as soon as he stretched out his arms, he took advantage of the momentum, and his body was pulled up like a goshawk again, and he ran head-on in the direction where the snow fox was running.

Now, although he can't fly in the air, he can still do it with his mana attainments in the middle of the spiritual realm, dozens of meters long, or even farther.

The waterfall is only a few dozen miles away from the entrance of the fairy tail cave, and in the past, he could only reach it in a few leaps, but now, he can only jump and move.

Looking at him from the air, he was running, wrapped in snow and wind, and his face was full of fluffy Xiaoice, and he escaped a hairy monkey jumping up and down.

At this time, Wukong was anxious and ran desperately.

After this short time together, he gradually discovered that this fox spirit who was not deeply involved in the world was still very cute.

She is simple, kind, and naughty, and she also cooks good dishes.

For more than ten days, the two guys talked about everything and got along very well.

While running, Wukong saw a scattered stone stick on the side of the road, picked it up, and made several vertical leaps in a row, gradually getting closer.

Not far away, two fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, one wielding a sword and the other wielding a stick, were inseparable from the fox spirit.

Not far away, a woman in white stood lazily in the wilderness, holding a clear water and cold sword, as if watching the battle.

At this moment, the fox spirit, under the joint attack of the two teenagers, moved and jumped, the fox fur was scattered, and his steps were staggering, and he was already in danger.