Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

Cultivation is really a very wonderful thing, Jiang Hao is immersed in it, and he does not know the passage of time.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Jiang Hao finally refined all the medicinal power of ginseng fruit.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, his forehead bone shining, his divine consciousness full, wandering in a kind of Dao realm, his own growth and change, and his physical body became more and more powerful, like a glass divine gold.

“This is sour!”

Jiang Hao couldn’t help but let out a long roar, he stretched out, his body continued to crackle, it was a hundred bones of his limbs in harmony, turning into a sonorous song, the bones shone, each of his bones was shaking, more crystal shining.

The enlightenment under the ginseng fruit tree, coupled with the majestic medicinal power of four ginseng fruits, actually allowed Jiang Hao to break through to the sixth turn of “Eight Nine Xuangong” in these days: ever-changing.

Ever-changing, it is a magical ability, the big can be turned into a nine-sky dragon, the small can be turned into a speck of dust, do whatever you want, everything is unchanged, everything is all.

However, this kind of magical power was obtained at the same time when Jiang Hao’s physical body broke through the six revolutions, which showed that the physical body had become a spirit, and every drop of blood and every hair in his flesh was extraordinary.

Dripping blood, life and death, flesh and bones, Jiang Hao has not yet practiced to that realm, but it is still possible to make everything come to life in the middle of winter.

Just, just a drop of blood is enough!

“Really powerful, ‘Eight Nine Xuan Gong’ is just an incomplete method passed down by Pangu, which can make people’s physical bodies transform to such a point, it is simply terrifying!”

Jiang Hao sighed very, no wonder Pangu can incarnate the flood, the flesh of a strong person, which has surpassed the world’s understanding and cannot be explained by strength.

“Phew!”

Jiang Hao’s breath at this moment had a ray of light shooting out, and he saw a dragon-shaped column of qi entering and exiting between his mouth and nose, and even his breathing had a special rhythm, which was in line with the Dao.

He tidied up his appearance slightly, and then stepped out of the gate to find the Tang monks.

However, Tang Monk and the others did not find it, but saw two children who had been sleeping for several days.

“Has it already happened?”

Jiang Hao frowned slightly, he pinched his fingers and calculated slightly, slightly deducing what happened.

Soon, he knew everything, he came to the backyard, glanced at the mess of ginseng fruit trees that fell to the ground, and without saying a word, went straight back to his room, not caring about everything.

Ginseng fruit tree, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, the companion of Zhen Yuanzi, can be said to be equivalent to its doppelganger, just so it was casually pushed down by a Monkey King of the Taiyi Golden Immortal?

Pigs don’t believe it?

Zhen Yuanzi returned at a very opportune time, he wore a purple-gold crown on his head, wore a worry-free crane, shoes under his feet, ribbons tied around his waist, his body resembled a child’s appearance, his face resembled a beauty, three whiskers fluttering under his chin, and his sideburns were folded.

“Huh?”

Zhen Yuanzi led his group of immortal friends, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his expression was calm.

He asked a fairy boy to fetch a bowl of clear water, and then cast a spell, and a mouthful of clear water was poured on the faces of Qingfeng and Mingyue, and the two woke up in an instant.

Qingfeng and Mingyue woke up, suddenly opened their eyes and wiped their faces, looked up, and recognized that it was the Immortal Master and the world’s fellow monarchs and immortal brothers, so panicked that Qingfeng suddenly bowed his head and Mingyue kowtowed: “Master!” Your deceased man, originally a monk from the east, is a gang of robbers, very fierce! ”

Qingfeng and Mingyue told Yu Zhen Yuanzi the ins and outs of the matter, and Zhen Yuanzi didn’t say much, but just ordered a group of immortal gods to go and arrest them.

Sun Wukong and others walked day and night for several days, but they were caught up by Zhen Yuanzi in an instant, and he turned into a walking foot and teased the Tang monk.

After that, he fought with Sun Wukong, and as soon as he came out of his sleeve, he directly suppressed the Tang monks and the others.

Zhen Yuanzi turned his head and returned to the Wuzhuang Temple, and discussed with those immortals who mixed merit about how to deal with the Tang monks.

Everyone pretended to be all kinds of drama, almost whipped the Tang monk, Sun Wukong and the sand monk also escaped, and fought with Zhen Yuanzi again, and was captured again.

Fortunately, Zhen Yuanzi gave the solution, that is, let Sun Wukong find a way to save the ginseng fruit tree.

Sun Wukong was helpless and had to do so.

At this point, the eighteenth difficulty, the five Zhuang view, is over!

“Have you seen enough?”

Zhen Yuanzi said without replying.

He sat alone in the pavilion, looking at the ginseng fruit trees spread out in front of him, silent.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi showed the most real scene, he seemed to have endured the loneliness of eternity, and his breath was extremely transcendent.

Jiang Hao walked out slowly, his eyes were solemn, the back he looked at was not the back, he seemed to see the universe starry river rotating there, it was a kind of qi swallowing the universe, the spirit of the ancient and modern dominance.

“This is, the world is called a kind strong? Jinmotoko? ”

Jiang Hao couldn’t believe that this was the first time he had had face-to-face communication with a quasi-saint powerhouse in this world. _

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