Like a dream, the colors are scattered like smoke, and the pillars of light like white jade poke down from the clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The thousand-year-old trees with leaning branches and furrows are lined up one after another, and the green bamboos with jade and green onions rising into the sky want to cover the sky.

The strange rocks in the mountains are craggy, the grass cloth brocade, and the moss at the water's edge is moist and the rare beasts are happy.

Every time I see the phoenix bird soaring, the crane is clear, the feather is colorful and cloudy, the sound vibrates Jiugao Xiao Hanang, the white deer of the ape looms, and the golden lion and jade elephant are hidden.

If you ask where this is, look at the earth is still where the mortal world is, and look at the weather is the Yao Pond is also magnificent, and look at the spiritual blessed land, when you believe that there is a heaven on earth.

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Among the peaks and peaks, a piece of pink is eye-catching, it turned out to be a large verdant peach forest, but a closer look at the past to know the strangeness of this peach forest.

The peach blossoms in the west are deep and intoxicating, and the east is fruitful and fragrant.

Suddenly, a cloud floated from the top of the mountain in the direction of the peach forest, the cloud was a faint blue, and it seemed to be still hanging with water vapor.

First it swept over the peach grove, then floated back a moment later, and the strange cloud circled along the peach grove until it finally came to a halt above the largest peach tree in the forest.

The clouds churned, revealing the bald youth who had stepped on the clouds.

The young man's sharp eyes kept wandering through the peach forest, and after a while, he stretched his brows, stepped away and fell to a fruitful peach tree.

Xu felt hungry and thirsty in his stomach, and stretched out his hand to grab the fresh peaches hanging between the branches, and it was also strange that the fresh peaches on this tree were more than a hundred, and the young people did not choose the largest and fullest, not the freshest and most watery, but only grabbed the peaches in the shadows, and a color was slightly green and had two fruit stalks.

The peach forest was quiet, and seeing that the man's hand was about to catch the peach, a gust of mountain wind blew, and the young leaves rose and fell to make a rustling sound, and the peach also swung slightly, and it happened to let the big hand that caught it.

The bald young man smiled, and his fingertips suddenly pulled out a thin line of water, which happened to cover the wind-blown green peach and grasp it in his hand.

After kneading a few times, he opened his mouth and prepared to swallow the peach in his hand.

"Ahh

Out of nowhere, there was an exclamation, and the bald man's hand was light, and the two rows of fine teeth clenched into the air and made a rattling sound.

The green peach that he was holding in his hand turned into a puff of smoke, and the smoke dissipated, and the peach turned into a blonde boy who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, rubbing his swollen cheeks, and the crunch seemed to startle him.

"Lao Sha, you're really going to eat me. ”

"Pretend! Why don't you pretend! If you don't show up again, I'd really like to see if your kid has become peachy, whether it's fragrant or smelly. As he spoke, one of Sha Langlan's hands had already grabbed the blonde boy's pointed ears and turned them vigorously.

"Eh, it hurts, it hurts! ”

The blonde boy bared his teeth and grinned, but the bald young man pinched it again before letting go of his hand, and said viciously: "Wukong, you kid has a lot of skills, do you know what day it is." ”

Wukong rubbed his swollen ears and said a little dodged, "Ahh ”

Seeing that the bald young man raised his eyebrows, he hurriedly changed his words and said, "Isn't it the old man......"

Before the words fell, he was slapped again on the back of the head, and the bald young man's scolding came from his ears: "Presumptuous, what an old man!"

Wukong sighed with a bitter face, "I know, I know, isn't it just old... Is it the day when Master opens the altar to teach? ”

The bald young man's face turned cold, "I know that you still dare to run around like crazy, what kind of identity is the master, and the idlers can't wait for him to see him, we have a great opportunity to worship the door, it is a blessing from how many lifetimes of cultivation, you ......"

Wukong muttered in a low voice: "Obviously, we were picked up, and it seems like it's hard to talk about it......"

"What did you say?" said Sha Ranlan's voice.

Wukong hurriedly turned a smile, "Lao Sha, you said that we have been coming to Fangcun Mountain for two years, the master and his old man have been turning over and over again, and the spells are not passed on much, and the roots of people's ears are calloused." ”

I saw Wukong snapping his fingers and looking up at his face, "Well, the last time it was Jiayun, let me do the math...... This time, it's supposed to be a metamorphosis. ”

Sha Langlan choked, and it really made Wukong guess correctly, and today the ancestor is really going to be transformed.

This transfiguration is a very useful supernatural power, unlike the transformation of the yokai, which is the transformation of the yokai from the main body into a human form, both of which are physical and real.

Transfiguration is different, it is the use of magic to blur and change one's own image, that is to say, the use of the method of change to conjure up an illusion, can only confuse the sight of others, but he once heard the senior brother in the door say that this metamorphosis also has an advanced method, if you can practice the advanced method to an extremely profound level, you can turn the virtual into a real is a great magic power that moves the heavens and the earth.

The reason why the master repeatedly taught several techniques as Wukong said was not to hide his own secrets, precisely because these techniques were fundamental Dao methods, and if he did not cultivate skillfully, there would be no way to talk about higher Dao methods.

Even if Sha Langlan is conceited and talented, it really took him several months to practice the method of Tengyun, and a year later, he only had a small success, and the art of change was even more obscure, and it took two years to touch some thresholds, and it was his current limit to conjure up a black hair in peace.

Thinking of this, Sha Langlan couldn't help but look a little weirdly at Wukong, who was jumping around on the peach tree in front of him, eating peaches, and remembered that the patriarch opened the altar for the first time two years ago to teach the art of soaring clouds......

I also remembered that the art of change was also the fastest comprehension of Wukong in front of him, but he changed everywhere to tease his peers on the tenth day.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel a little stupid.....

Wukong was picking a big red peach on the peach tree, biting it into his mouth and crunching his saliva overflowing, "Hey, Lao Sha, what are you staring at me for, do you want to eat peaches?"

As he spoke, he picked another big peach, rubbed it on himself and threw it over.

Only then did Sha Langlan come back to his senses, "Dead monkey, what kind of monster are you, you can learn the Tao for Master Mao." ”

Wukong took a few sips: "You're the monster, the stinky fish monster and the rotten fish monster." ”

Saying that, without waiting for the sand to erupt, a cloud of smoke rushed to the top of the tree, revealing his head, "The spell passed down by the old man is so simple, it will naturally be learned as soon as you learn it, you are so stupid that you have learned everything." ”

"Monkey, do you want to die!" Sha Ranlan gritted his teeth in anger, but when he saw Wukong's vigilant look, he could only endure it, the cloud technique he practiced hard every day was not as fast as Wukong's lazy practice, if the other party wanted to run, he couldn't catch up.

After a stalemate for a long time, Sha Langlan didn't look at Wukong's strange appearance on the tree, and actually meditated under the tree by himself, muttering some incantations of unknown meaning in his mouth.

Wukong on the tree didn't care at first, until a few strange notes floated into his ears, thinking that he hadn't been to the old man for a long time to hear the sermon, could it be that the old man had taught a new method?

If the other peers have learned, they don't even know that they don't even know, and if they see someone ridiculed in the future, how would it be good, thinking about it, they sneaked to Sha Langlan's side, thinking about eavesdropping on the other party's method.

Who knew that as soon as he climbed down the tree, he suddenly felt that his feet were wet, and when he yelled in his heart, a water line had already wrapped his feet, and then he realized that Sha Langlan secretly recited the water control spell, which was a natural skill of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, and the old man had not learned it yet.

He was pressed to the ground by the sand in the scream......