The Black Eagle Daoist shook his head regretfully, and sighed with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "That's it, the magic pattern, the talisman, and even the refining weapon, the guy with the white name is proficient in everything, and Sun Wukong follows him, which can be regarded as the right person!"

After that, the Black Eagle Daoist continued to pour himself a drink and did not observe Sun Wukong again.

In the Elite Pavilion area, the rest of the people were still shocked and puzzled, and some of them even released their divine sense, wanting to find out, but they found nothing, and finally could only silently comfort themselves, this is a person who has cultivated above the Shenhuang Realm, and he is by no means a disciple of the Daomen, but a person with the status of an elder.

In the attic opposite where Sun Wukong was, Jiu Yan, who was practicing, was also shocked by Sun Wukong's divine soul perception.

But after a while, he calmed down and looked at the attic where Sun Wukong was, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The divine soul perception of the early stage of the martial arts realm is so powerful, this guy is really a monster!"

In the secret room, Sun Wukong's eyes were closed, still releasing his divine sense, ignoring the rest of the disturbants.

At this moment, his divine sense had stretched to the limit, close to sixteen or seventeen miles away!

He controlled his divine consciousness and wandered around, but he didn't have the slightest sense of gold.

In the middle of the sound, Sun Wukong withdrew his divine sense, opened his eyes, and sighed in frustration: "It seems that there is only the left arm in the Dao Gate." Where is the right arm?"

"But it's strange, listening to what the ancestor of the Daomen said, this left arm fell from the sky, with the scheming methods of that guy from Rulai Lao'er, how could he not seal it?"

The various problems in it made Sun Wukong have countless doubts in his heart.

"That's it, just wait for my cultivation to be promoted to the Divine Yellow Realm, and then go out to look for it!"

Sun Wukong shook his head, shook off all kinds of doubts in his heart, and then his mind moved, and his figure appeared on the top of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion.

In the Heavenly Pavilion, although there was no light beam on the void, the air contained an extremely rich aura.

"With the help of these aura, practicing here is probably more than twice as fast as in ordinary places!"

Sun Wukong's figure was standing, his mind moved, and a secret book flashed out of thin air in his hand, which was the 'Fantasy Dream Decision' obtained in the Ascending Heaven Pavilion before.

Without going through it, Sun Wukong directly used his divine sense to blend it into the secret book, and all the information in it poured into his mind.

"Dream decision, dream life, dream life, dream life, dream life!"

Reading the message, Sun Wukong whispered to himself.

Dream Determination is also divided into five levels, which can be practiced in sleep.

The first layer is to fall into a dream, practice in a dream, and cultivate a dream of sleep!

When facing the enemy, it can release the intention of sleep, making people sleepy, so that they can take advantage of the opportunity to directly control the best time.

Sun Wukong sat upright on the ground, practicing according to the mantra, and after a while, Jing found that his divine body appeared in a strange space. He stood on the beach, and in front of him was an ocean.

"In the dream, you are the master, all things in heaven and earth, just for ants!"

In the void, a soft shout suddenly sounded.

Sun Wukong's eyes emitted a bright light, and the effect of this illusionary dream definitely exceeded his own level.

Sun Wukong took out the spear from the storage ring, and his aura became extremely terrifying, as if there was nothing he could not fight in heaven and earth.

"Since I am the master, then destroy!"

Sun Wukong only felt the pride in his heart, and he couldn't help but pick up the spear and smash it into the ocean in front of him.

'Bouncing bouncing'

A magnificent burst burst out from the spear and slashed at the sea, and suddenly, a huge crack appeared on the sea, as far as the eye could see, causing the sea to split in half and roll and stir.

Sun Wukong put away the spear, and there was a powerful intention in his heart.

Although he is a martial arts realm cultivator, in his dream, he is the master, and no one is invincible.

"Ah······h

Sun Wukong roared angrily in the sky, his body flew high, and the spear in his hand kept flying.

Every shot is full of domineering and murderous intent that is enough to destroy the world.

Sun Wukong only felt that his body was full of inexhaustible strength, and in his dreams, it seemed that his spiritual power would never be exhausted.

In the dream, Sun Wukong was practicing stick methods and various supernatural powers, in the Ascending Pavilion, his body was sitting on the ground, Hongmeng Dao decided to operate independently, and the aura contained in the spirit stones in the secret room cabinet were absorbed one by one and left, becoming ordinary stones, and the aura in the Ascending Heaven Pavilion also poured into his body, and his left arm was blooming with a faint golden light.

Although the golden light is faint, it is full of terrifying power.

This is the power contained in the golden body of the left arm itself, as well as the power of creation.

The golden light poured into his body with the spiritual energy, attached to the meridians, flowed into the dantian, and turned into the powerful Hongmeng spiritual power of the Dao.

Gradually, a little black slurry overflowed from the surface of his body, which was extremely smelly.

Hongmeng Dao Decision, every realm of ascension, can carry out a self-washing, make the body stronger.

In the dream, Sun Wukong is endlessly practicing all kinds of supernatural powers. His body, on the other hand, was overflowing with black slurry, soaking through his clothes, and the stench filled the entire space.

In the dream, Sun Wukong didn't know how long he had been cultivating, but when he stopped his body, he still didn't feel a trace of fatigue.

If it weren't for the fact that with his cultivation, he deepened his comprehension and control of all kinds of supernatural powers, he would still think that this was just a dream!

"Dream Decision, it's really good!"

Sun Wukong smiled and muttered to himself, and as soon as his mind moved, he came out of the dream, and his divine consciousness returned to himself in the Ascending Pavilion.

"What does it smell like? Why does it stink so much? Could it be that someone entered the Heavenly Pavilion and poisoned me?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Sun Wukong smelled a foul smell that almost stunned him.

Sun Wukong's extremely fast reaction figure jumped up and looked around vigilantly.

After glancing around, Sun Wukong found his own abnormality, hurriedly exited the Ascending Pavilion, and found clean water to wash it several times before the smell disappeared.

Outside the attic, the sun is shining, Sun Wukong is practicing in a dream, and the competition has passed all night.

After a night of practice, he could clearly feel the changes in himself.

Especially after the second baptism and marrow cutting.

Today, his eyes are shining, and his physical fitness is as strong as a demon. The dantian meridians are extremely strong, and their perception and various physical characteristics have also been greatly improved.

Its own Hongmeng power is also becoming more and more pure and powerful.

Although he had not broken through in his cultivation, he knew that if he fought with the flowing wind again, he would definitely be able to kill him easily. Even if he encounters Song Qingyun again, even if it is still difficult to defeat, it will never make Song Qingyun feel better.

"Brother Wukong, you're up!"

Outside the attic, a voice suddenly came, it was the voice of the Nine Dead.

"Get up!"

Sun Wukong answered, walked downstairs, and found that there was no white fox in the pavilion, thinking that he had not returned.

"Where did you go, little guy?" Sun Wukong muttered and opened the attic door.

Outside the attic, Jiu Yan was standing, with a bold and uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, and in his hand, he was still holding a wine gourd.

Sun Wukong looked at the Nine Martyrs and asked with a smile: "I don't know what the Nine Martyrs brother has to say?"

"Hey!" Jiu Yan waved his hand and said, "You are called a drunkard!"

Sun Wukong smiled when he heard this, and said, "Okay, drunkard, what's the matter, you won't come to me for a drink this early in the morning, right?"

Jiu Yan smiled and raised his head to take a sip of wine, and said, "That's not it, but if you're okay, why don't you go to the martial arts arena of the Elite Pavilion with me?"

Sun Wukong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Martial Arts Arena?"

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