Honghuang: Pick Up Flying Daggers At The Start

"Master, I have entered Xieyue Three-Star Cave, what should I do next?"

Sun Wukong sat cross-legged across from Longfeng, asking hopefully.

"Hehe, I came here today to discuss with you and follow up with the old man Bodhi."

Long Feng smiled coldly, his mind turned.

A set of already thought-out strategies was condensed into a message by him.

Then he stretched his finger and dissolved in Sun Wukong's brain.

This information is not complicated and was quickly digested by Sun Wukong.

"Okay! The master is really a clever plan."

"In this way, the Patriarch Bodhi wouldn't be angry."

Sun Wukong smiled, his eyes full of conspiracy.

"Wukong, as long as you implement it according to my plan, the Qi Luck that Primordial Heavenly Lord can get on you will be minimized."

"Then when the calamity is over, return to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and all the remaining air luck can be brought back."

"When the time comes, his Primitive Tianzun will be busy for nothing, and he won't be able to get any benefits."

Long Feng nodded, with a look of excitement.

He could almost imagine that after the same amount of calamity, the original Tianzun learned the truth, whether his face would be green.

"Master, don't worry, Wukong will follow the master's plan and will never mess up."

"Great good!"

"Wukong, you just have to listen to me, and then complete the calamity."

"Becoming a peerless power that integrates the Nine Principles of Realm, it's nothing to say!!"

Long Feng patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder, looking like I am optimistic about you.

"Thank you for the master's cultivation."

Hearing what Longfeng said, Sun Wukong was very excited.

"Well, I shouldn't stay here for a long time, so I will leave first."

"If you follow what I told you, you can greatly weaken old Bodhi's luck."

Long Feng nodded, then his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"Send Master!"

Wukong respectfully saluted the place where Longfeng had disappeared.

After that, Sun Wukong continued to lie on the bed, snoring loudly.

However, the clone of Longfeng did not stay far away, but stayed in Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, and assisted Sun Wukong nearby.

Next!

For several days, Sun Wukong slept besides eating.

No mention of learning arts.

Let alone go to Bodhi at night.

This Xieyue three-star cave has simply become a place where he dreams of drunken life and death.

Patriarch Bodhi could no longer sit still.

After such delays day by day, he also made a woolen yarn.

Sun Wukong cannot worship him as a teacher, his luck will be doubled.

If he doesn't even learn his Taoism, I'm afraid he won't even get Mao's luck.

Of course this will not work.

Sun Wukong must worship him as a teacher.

Seventy-two changes, somersault cloud, law heaven and earth, these three spells are definitely to be passed on.

As long as Sun Wukong cultivates these three supernatural powers, it can bring him massive amounts of luck.

After making a decision, Bodhi Patriarch was ready to take the initiative.

the next day!

"Tuk tuk!"

Sun Wukong was still sleeping when he heard a knock on the door.

"Who, what's the matter, the sun hasn't gotten a bastard yet, just knock here, knock on f*ck!"

The sleepy-eyed Sun Wukong was furious, turned over and got up, shining a sea spray outside.

"Forehead!"

"It's me, Patriarch Bodhi!"

Grandmaster Bodhi outside looked depressed, and found a spray early in the morning.

He was in a bad mood for an instant.

"Oh, it turned out to be an old man!"

"What's the matter, tell me!"

Sun Wukong opened the door and saw that it was the ancestor of Bodhi, barely withdrawing the language he was about to curse.

"Ahem, it's like this, you have been to Xieyue Sanxingdong for some time."

"I recently observed that you are a manufacturable, Wukong, so I want to accept you as a disciple."

"what do you think?"

Grand Master Bodhi smiled and looked at Sun Wukong kindly.

Nani, I drank and ate meat all day and slept, and you told me that I was a man of things.

Your manufacturable material is a bit special, right?

However, he just thought about these words and didn't say it.

But this did not prevent him from despising old Bodhi.

"If this is the case, then I don't know what kind of magic the Patriarch wants to teach me?"

"I will declare first that if I can't learn to do you, I won't learn it."

Sun Wukong did not forget to vaccinate Bodhi Patriarch.

"Of course, I have 72 kinds of magical powers in my hand. After cultivation, I can avoid thunder, fire and wind."

"Cultivation is at the highest depths, and it can fight the heavens and the earth, and sling hundreds of millions of cultivators..."

"Grass, just say if you can turn you over. Other useless ones, don't use them to fool me."

Before the words of Grand Master Bodhi were finished, he was interrupted strongly by Sun Wukong.

"Uh, yes, as long as you cultivate to a high level, you can overthrow me!"

The blue veins on Bodhi's forehead were violent, and his eyes seemed to be killed.

But he tried his best to hold it back.

Of course, what he said was completely deceiving Sun Wukong.

Seventy-two changes are a kind of supernatural power born out of the Eighty-Nine Profound Art.

Even the Eight or Nine Profound Techniques are just Cultivation Techniques of Sage early stage, and can only be cultivated to Sage early stage at most.

And the seventy-two changes are definitely not as good as the eighty-nine profound arts, at most they can only cultivate to the peak of the Daluo Jinxian.

At that time, if you want to continue to be strong, you can only cut the corpse.

This is also the result of several major Sage discussions.

At most, Sun Wukong can only reach the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.

Otherwise, once this monkey gets crazy, I am afraid that even they will not be able to control it.

When Journey to the West gets out of control, their plan becomes a joke.

Therefore, the peak of Da Luo Jinxian is the limit they allow Sun Wukong to reach.

Of course, they also leave a little leeway.

With the qualifications of Sun Wukong, a person who should be robbed, he is also one of the four monkeys in the mixed world.

After seventy-two changes in cultivation, Da Luo Jinxian is probably not his limit.

Moreover, the monkey's combat power is strong, even if it is the peak of the great Luo Jinxian, in the hands of the monkey, I am afraid that he can leapfrog the quasi-sage.

The general quasi-sage is probably not his opponent in the early stage.

And these seventy-two changes, there is a hint of Cultivation Technique in it, so it is the best magical power of Sun Wukong cultivation.

However, Sun Wukong sneered at the name of the seventy-two changes.

"Garbage, or garbage!"

"Seventy-two changes, you won't be mighty and domineering when you hear it."

Sun Wukong said with a look of disgust.

"Uh, Wukong, you are wrong, the seventy-two changes of Tiangang are born out of the eighty-nine profound arts."

"The Eighty-Nine Profound Art is Sage Cultivation Technique, you actually said that seventy-two becomes garbage?"

Patriarch Bodhi jumped up when he heard this.

It's simply not a son of man.

Wearing hair and horns, wet eggs and eggs, really are the generation that cannot be transformed.

This dead monkey, damn it!

However, no matter how great the anger is now, I have to endure it.

Can't bear it.

In order to measure the calamity, in order to avenge, all unhappiness must be endured.

One day, treating yourself as invincible is the day of revenge.

Words back on track!

When Sun Wukong heard the words of Grand Master Bodhi, his face looked pretty good.

"In that case, these seventy-two changes will allow me to cultivate to Sage Realm?"

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