Journey to the West: Three Thousand Entries, My Disciple Becomes a Saint and I Prove the Way

"Congratulations to the host disciple Yang Jian for breaking through the Daluo Jinxian and obtaining 10% of the fragments of the law of force."

The voice of the system sounded in the depths of Lin Fan's subconscious mind.

If I remember correctly, he has accumulated 30% of the fragments of the law of force.

"Tongzi, open the system panel."

After the words fell, the virtual panel of the Dao Entry System appeared in front of Lin Fan.

Host: Lin Fan

Race: Human

Cultivation: Peak Hunyuan Jinxian

Laws: Law of War 15%, Law of Water 15%, Law of Devouring 10%, Law of Force 30%

Skills: Eighteen Styles of Demon Ape, Heaven Swallowing Art, Eighteen Turns Hunyuan Art

Shock Points: 3000

Among the four laws, it is unexpected that the later law of force is more deeply mastered.

Perhaps when any one of the laws is mastered to 50%, he can also compete with the saint with the Hunyuan Jinxian cultivation.

Among the four laws currently mastered, the law of force is the most likely to reach 50% first.

"Wukong, Xiaobailong, you have to give me some strength."

"Whether my war law and water law can be improved depends on you."

Although his system is not a bad system, it can become stronger without practice, so why bother to comprehend the great way?

As long as he accepts more disciples, he can rely on them to rule the world for eternity and dominate the prehistoric world.

And Sun Wukong in the heaven and Ao Lie in the West Sea Dragon Palace seemed to have heard the call in Lin Fan's heart.

Secretly decided to practice hard.

"Master, the spiritual energy and essence of the world in Huashan are no longer enough to support my disciples' practice."

"Please tell me how I can continue to improve my cultivation."

Huashan is not a blessed place, but a place in the mortal world.

I can't continue to devour the spiritual energy and essence of the Zhoutian to improve my cultivation.

If that happens, Huashan will become a dead place because of her.

The cause and effect she bears will be great.

"No hurry, it won't be too late to practice after I find you a blessed cave."

Yang Chan's practice is very simple, that is to constantly devour spiritual energy, the essence of heaven and earth, and even treasures.

As long as there are enough essences and spiritual energy, you can quickly break through.

Below the Golden Immortal, these are what you need.

Huashan's spiritual energy and essence really can't be swallowed anymore.

Lin Fan thought about how to find a blessed cave for her to practice.

"Yes, Master."

Yang Chan was very happy when she heard that she could continue to accompany her master.

After realizing the Heaven Devouring Art, her practice method was much simpler and more brutal.

There was no need to practice in seclusion like before, as long as she could condense enough spiritual energy and essence of heaven and earth.

It won't take long to break through.

At this time, Yang Jian had returned to the Xiansheng Zhenjun Temple in Guanjiangkou.

Before anyone entered, a black dog ran out of the temple.

"Master, you are back."

The big black dog came to Yang Jian and spoke human language.

"Is there anyone looking for me?"

Yang Jian squatted down and stroked the dog's head, asking.

"No."

Yes, the big black dog in front of him was Xiaotian Dog.

It has been following Yang Jian since the Conferred God period, and now it is also a dog with the cultivation of a celestial being.

And it is also the kind of dog that ranks among the immortals.

"Master, you seem to have become stronger."

Xiaotian Dog, with a keen sense of smell, suddenly looked up and looked at Yang Jian.

Has the master encountered an opportunity?

The breath is obviously different from before.

"Yeah."

Yang Jian responded without much explanation.

"Congratulations, Master."

Xiaotian Dog said happily.

The stronger the master, the more face it has.

Afterwards, Xiaotian Dog happily wagged its tail and followed Yang Jian into the Zhenjun Hall.

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Time in the world of Journey to the West is like flowing water, and the sun and moon are like shuttles of light.

In a flash, the Peach Festival is getting closer.

On this day, Sun Wukong stepped out of the Peach Garden and came to the residence of Marshal Tianpeng.

"Great Sage, please sit down, please sit down."

Marshal Tianpeng was quite polite, as if the incident of being hit by a stick in the Peach Garden had never happened.

"Tianpeng, I heard that Marshal Tianpeng is the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole."

"How come it's your turn to be the one who looks after the river."

When Tianpeng heard what Sun Wukong said, he suddenly felt aggrieved.

He himself didn't know what happened, as if he woke up and the sky had fallen.

As a subordinate of the Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei, he did a good job as the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

But he was suddenly separated, with the title of Marshal Tianpeng, but no longer the real Marshal Tianpeng.

Is it because he is also called Tianpeng?

"Great Sage, we are in the same boat."

Tian Peng lifted the wine glass on the table and drank it all, sighing.

The position of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven is not higher than that of the Jade Emperor Haotian, but at least he has the same status as the Four Emperors and Five Elders.

But he was arranged by the Jade Emperor Haotian to be in PanPeach Garden.

It shows that he is called the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, but he is actually the one guarding the Peach Garden.

It is like he is called Marshal Tianpeng, but he does not have the real power of Marshal Tianpeng.

Forget about being the first of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

"Tianpeng, don't confuse them."

"We sympathize with each other but we are not the same."

Sun Wukong naturally understood what Marshal Tianpeng meant by sympathizing with each other.

But he is different from Marshal Tianpeng.

Regardless of whether others recognize the title of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven or not, he claims to be equal to heaven.

Perhaps, being equal to heaven is only temporary.

One day, he will stand in the sky.

How could he sympathize with Marshal Tianpeng?

"Great Sage, I don't quite understand."

Marshal Tianpeng heard the words and stared at Sun Wukong, asking puzzledly.

What does sympathizing with each other mean?

"Tian Peng, do you know how to play this chess?"

Sun Wukong raised his hand and a chessboard appeared on the table.

There were already pieces on the chessboard, not an empty one.

Marshal Tian Peng frowned, and became more and more confused about what Sun Wukong said.

He naturally knew the rules and methods of playing the chess in front of him, but there were already pieces on the chessboard.

"Great Sage, what do you mean?"

Marshal Tian Peng had never seen a situation where there were already pieces on the chessboard before playing chess.

"Tian Peng, do you think there are no pieces to place?"

Sun Wukong picked up the chess piece belonging to Marshal Tian Peng and then placed it.

Marshal Tian Peng became more and more puzzled by Sun Wukong's strange behavior.

At first he thought he was here to complain to him, and later he thought he was here to play chess and discuss the Dao with him.

But now he really didn't understand.

"Great Sage, how can we play this chess game with pieces on it?"

"There are pieces on the chessboard, how can we play against each other?"

Marshal Tianpeng frowned slightly, unable to understand what kind of new chess game Sun Wukong asked him to play.

"Tianpeng, why can't we play against each other?"

"There are pieces on the chessboard, so we can overturn the chessboard, can't we play against each other?"

Sun Wukong smiled faintly.

Marshal Tianpeng frowned, his intuition told him that what Sun Wukong talked to him about was definitely not about playing chess.

"Great Sage, if you have something to say, just say it."

Marshal Tianpeng stood up and looked at Sun Wukong and said.

"Tianpeng, I came to you just to learn from you about chess."

"It seems that you are not qualified to be in my eyes."

Sun Wukong shook his head and stood up to return to Pantao Garden.

Marshal Tianpeng stared at Sun Wukong leaving in a daze, he didn't understand.

"What exactly does this monkey want to express?"

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