The stars and the sky, the towering peaks gradually disappeared, everything was magnified, and it was as if he was shrinking, and the infinite universe was taking shape before his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qinglian felt a tremor and was puzzled, unable to tell whether the vision in front of her was real or illusory, and why did she get here?

His body and soul were not here, just a spiritual thought. Now he is in a very strange state, as if he is enlightened, but his whole person is very sober.

The world of fine dust, the immeasurable fine dust, the immeasurable world, the immeasurable stars, the immeasurable universe, and the mystery of the space avenue are interpreted here to the extreme.

Qinglian itself has comprehended the Avenue of Space, and has advanced to the Avenue of the World based on the eight avenues of Space, the Avenue of Time, and so on.

The countless dust worlds in front of him were born and destroyed, and the scene of the evolution of the immeasurable universe was definitely a great creation for him.

Although most of the mysteries of the laws of space were too advanced and profound for him to understand at all, his comprehension of the avenue of space was also stimulated by the mysteries of the laws of the avenue of space, rising in a straight line, and even the avenue of the world went further.

Outside, the morning light was faint, the bright moon gradually fell, and the silver-white moonlight shrouded Qinglian's body gradually dissipated.

At this time, Qinglian felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning for a while, and the immeasurable universe that had evolved to the extreme in front of her seemed to be turning back time rapidly, turning into a grain of dust again.

In front of his eyes, the majestic mountain he had seen at the beginning reappeared, and there was a white mist flowing through the mountain, making the mountain a little hazy.

Vaguely, he seemed to see that there were flowers and trees on top of the huge mountain, but he couldn't depict their specific appearance, they had no fixed form.

Only the top of the giant mountain, a golden ancient tree, although only three zhang in size, but there is a rich Taoist rhyme on it, which seems to be connected with the giant mountain at the foot.

Bodhi tree.

I don't know why, when Qinglian saw the golden ancient tree, she naturally knew his name.

At the same time, the name of the majestic mountain also flashed in his mind - Mount Meru.

His eyes were on Mount Meru, and on the Bodhi tree on the top of Mount Meru, to see if he could enter the state of enlightenment again.

However, he was destined to be disappointed, and the white fog that appeared out of nowhere became thicker and thicker, blurring Mount Meru and the world.

Eventually, Qinglian woke up, but instead of opening her eyes, she began to digest the harvest of the night's epiphany.

The Avenue of Space, as one of the two supreme laws alongside the Avenue of Time, is universal, but it is extremely difficult to comprehend.

In the desolate world, countless heavens are arrogant and powerful, it's not that no one has comprehended the space avenue, but most of them are in the initial stage, and the further they go, if there is no chance, if they want to take a step closer, it is absolutely impossible.

Qinglian's comprehension of the Space Avenue now can really be regarded as an entry, and it has to surpass a lot of flood powers, of course, this only refers to his comprehension of the Space Avenue, and it does not mean that he is in the realm of cultivation, after all, those who can be become the power of the Flood Wilderness are at least the Daluo realm.

Of course, it does not mean that Qinglian's comprehension of the Space Avenue is already the first in the world in the desolate world, in fact, there must be countless existences that surpass him.

For example, Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve, the Buddha country in the palm of Rulai, the five elements space of Kong Xuan, and the twenty-four heavens of burning lamps......

These are all supernatural powers evolved from the mysteries of the Space Dao, and their comprehension of the Space Avenue is naturally far superior to that of Qinglian.

Qinglian closed her eyes to consolidate the night's harvest, and the Monkey King on a big tree not far away also woke up, and the future Monkey King first habitually looked at the sky, and then scratched his head.

Immediately looked down and saw Qinglian, and couldn't help but show joy on his face, he just wanted to open his mouth and shout twice, but his eyes rolled, and he saw Qinglian meditating and cultivating cross-legged, not like she was sleeping, so she hurriedly stopped her mouth.

After waiting for a while, he still didn't see Qinglian wake up, it couldn't help scratching his ears and cheeks, except for sleeping, he couldn't settle down at all, at this time Qinglian was here, but it seemed to be scratching his heart with a hundred claws.

After waiting for a while, suddenly there was a "cooing" sound in his stomach, and his eyes rolled, as if he thought of something, and jumped in one direction......

"Watching chess is rotten, logging Ding Ding, Xu Xing in the valley of the clouds, selling salaries and wine, laughing and self-indulgent. The autumn is high, and the pine roots of the moon pillow are bright. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the withered vine with an axe. Harvest into a load, in the song market, easy rice three liters. There is no competition, the price is mediocre, there will be no clever calculations, no honor and disgrace, and tranquility will prolong life. Where they meet, they are not immortals, and they sit quietly and talk about the Yellow Court. (Excerpt from the original text of "Journey to the West")

The voice is flat and not very good, but in this song, there is a bit of randomness and a little Taoism, which makes people unconsciously ignore the sound itself and immerse themselves in the artistic conception of it.

At this time, the Monkey King was eating a banana and using his robe to hold a lot of fresh fruits, which seemed to be prepared for Qinglian.

He was about to go back, but when he suddenly kissed this, he couldn't help but stop, and when his eyes rolled, he had already run towards the source of the sound.

"The gods are hiding here!"

Hurriedly jumped inside to take a closer look, it was a woodcutter there with an axe to chop wood, but he was dressed very well:

Wearing a hat on the head is the first kind of new bamboo shoots, wearing cloth clothes on the body is made of cotton twisting, the waist is tied with a ring silk of the old silkworm's mouth, stepping on the grass under the feet is the cool of the withered sha, holding a steel axe to hold the fire hemp rope, and loosening the dead tree to compete for this woods!

The Monkey King hurriedly approached and shouted, "Old Immortal! ”

The woodcutter hurriedly threw away his axe, turned around and replied: "Not a person! Not a person! How can I dare to be a 'fairy' if I am not well-fed?"

The Monkey King said, "How can you say the words of a fairy if you are not an immortal?"

The woodcutter said, "What kind of fairy words do I say?"

The Monkey King said: "I just came to the edge of the forest and only heard you say: 'When you meet, you are not immortals, that is, you sit quietly and talk about the Yellow Court.'" 'Huang Tingnai's moral mantra is not an immortal, but what is it?'

The woodcutter smiled: "I won't hide from you that this word is called Man Tingfang, but it was taught to me by a god." The fairy is next to me. When he saw my hard work and daily troubles, he taught me to recite these words when I was troubled. One is to distract and the other is to solve difficulties. I have some inadequacy to think about, so I think about it. Unexpectedly, you listened. ”

The Monkey King said: "Since your family is adjacent to the immortals, why don't you practice from him?

The woodcutter said, "......"

Everything is staged as in the original book, even if it is because of the extra Qinglian, it has not changed anything, but then the current Qinglian is still there to consolidate the cultivation.

The woodcutter said: "Not far away, this mountain is called Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, there is a three-star cave in the mountain, there is a god named Su Bodhi Patriarch in the cave, and the apprentices of the ancestor are countless, seeing that there are still thirty or forty people practicing from him, you follow the path to the south for seven or eight miles away is his home." ”

When the Monkey King heard this, he thanked the woodcutter and dragged him to go with him, but he was refused.

Looking at the path not far away, he secretly wrote it down, and ran back, since he hadn't forgotten Qinglian.

When Qinglian opened her eyes, she saw a hairy face Lei Gongzui, less than three inches away from her, and almost instinctively reacted to slap her.

It's good that he held back, otherwise, there would be nothing to do with the future Monkey King in the future.

"What do you do?"

"I just went out to look for food, and I met a woodcutter, and he told me that this is Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and there is a three-star cave in the mountain, which is the fairy cave. ”

As he spoke, he scratched the back of his left hand with his right hand and said, "Go together, go together......"

"Good. ”

Qinglian was also a little moved in her heart, she didn't expect that the Monkey King would come back to find herself after learning where the Bodhi Patriarch's cave was located, after all, there was no too deep affection between the two.

However, Qinglian just nodded, and did not show the emotion in her heart, but the Monkey King didn't care about this, and when he nodded in agreement, he was excited again.

Immediately, the Monkey King led the way, and soon after, the two of them came to the place where they met the woodcutter again, but there was still a woodcutter somewhere.

After listening to the conversation between the Monkey King and the woodcutter, Qinglian vaguely felt that her identity would not be so simple.

How could ordinary people be neighbors with immortals, and even how many disciples Bodhi Patriarch had knew clearly, of course, this was just Qinglian's own guess.

Although the woodcutter was gone, the path was still there, and the Monkey King's eyes were turning around, as if he was still looking for the woodcutter's figure, and wanted to take him with him to cultivate immortal immortality.

At this time, the Monkey King is just a simple-minded and extremely emotional person, oh, no, it's a monkey, the woodcutter told him where the Immortal Cave Mansion is, and he wants to pull the other party to cultivate and pursue immortality, for the Monkey King at this time, immortality can be said to be the most precious thing in this heaven and earth.

The grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, is nothing more than that.

The woodcutter was not found, and although the Monkey King was a little regretful, he did not stop and took Qinglian on the trail.

The trajectory of history seems to have returned to the original point amazingly, the Monkey King apprenticed to the Bodhi Patriarch, and the Bodhi Patriarch gave the name Sun Wukong, and then returned from learning art, made a big havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and was suppressed by the Buddha at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, and traveled west to learn scriptures......

Whether all of this will be as fateful as the original book, unchangeable, no one knows, but at least there has been a slight change.

Now it is no longer the Monkey King who is going to apprentice alone, and Qinglian, yes, Qinglian has planned to worship Bodhi Patriarch as a teacher.

If he wants to become strong and grow up quickly, and if he wants to bury himself in penance alone, he will definitely not succeed.

You don't see, the first batch of creatures born in the opening of the heavens, the first batch of innate beings born at the beginning of the opening of the heavens, whether it is qualifications, talents, luck, and the original cultivation environment, are far beyond the later generations, but the speed of their cultivation is extremely slow, and they may not be able to break through a realm for millions of years.