My Teacher is Sun Wukong

The matter of love is solved, and the next is family.

"Although we don't know the true thoughts of your heart. However, I still advise you. Before going to Xitian, I have to find your biological parents, but it is also the dust." Zhu Gang said.

Xiao Fei stared for a moment and thought about it for a moment. He nodded and said, "Well, I will go to my loved ones. I will not care if they have been with me now. I will finish this last one." After the incident, I went to the west of the city. There are demons in the west of the city."

After the friendship, the last is friendship.

The people related to Xiao Fei’s friendship are those who are fat, big fangs, and Xiao Gang. He is optimistic and likes to make friends, so friendship is very good for him. Unlike some lonely people, there are no friends around. Of course, the most important of these friends are fat people and big fangs. Later, they will go all the way and experience hardships.

"In these few days, we will also give fat people and big fangs to eat Buddhism Golden Dan. Then infuse them with mana and let their cultivation improve." Zhu Gang said.

"From a junior cultivator, directly to the realm of the land fairy." Shahe said.

It is said that they are two, and they have been less than half a year. The time when the fat man and the big die touched the cultivation of the immortal was not much longer than the half year. Within such a short period of time, they were transformed from two mortals into a fairy who would have a spell. It must be said that this is the creation of heaven and earth.

Xiao Fei is now a Da Luo Jin Xian Xiu, the two are the early days of the immortals, this strength gap is quite large. However, this time the Westward Journey, the two of them are not the protagonists.

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"Right, I still have a problem." Xiao Fei suddenly said.

"what is the problem?"

"It's a question about the godhead." Xiao Fei said, "The godhead is the belief that people are against him, and now I have not completely condensed into a godhead."

"Others will wait for you to be all ready, and then let you go to the West?" Zhu Gang sneered: "If you even have a godhead, others can't beat you, does the Westward tour still make sense?"

"And, in general, the cultivators must condense the gods and let the world believe. It takes a long time, even for a lifetime. Is it true that the Western Heavenly Buddhas and the gods of the gods will wait for you forever? You are on the Westward Journey, on the surface. I am going to kiss my relatives. I am sure that I need to be young when I am young. Do you want to have a love at dusk?" Shahe said.

"It’s also true," Xiao Fei said. This trip to the West is to go to the pro, not to learn. Their time limit should be after their adulthood.

"In addition, basically all the gods did not condense into a godhead before they became famous. Hey, Erlang God, they were ordinary practitioners before the war. They participated in the war of the gods. Shi Gongxun, this has condensed into a stable deity." Zhu Gang said.

"Sun Wukong, after being ridiculed in the Heavenly Palace and the Western Heaven, has gradually become known and condensed into a godhead. Therefore, a cultivator who wants to condense the godhead must make a terrible event. Then he will be known. Being believed, being treated as a **** to worship." Shahe said.

"And you, if you travel to the city on the west, you can successfully complete it. Similarly, you will be treated as an ancient myth, and everyone will pass on it. And the godhead will naturally form."

"Perhaps, not many people in modern times know about you, you can't condense the godhead. But after hundreds of years, thousands of years later? Will anyone write your story into a book, let the world know you? Xu Zhonglin of the Ming Dynasty wrote "The Romance of the Gods", and Schneider wrote "Journey to the West"?"

"Yeah." Xiao Fei nodded. "However, it will take a few hundred years, after thousands of years, to gather the godhead, the time seems too long.

Sun Wukong learned from the Tang Dynasty during the Tang Dynasty, and Schneider wrote the Journey to the West. It was in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and the time between them was close to a thousand years.

Modern communication is very developed and should not wait so long.

In the past, for the problem of the godhead, Xiao Fei was working hard.

For example, winning the championship of the martial arts conference, clamoring for the Japanese nation, defeating the Japanese three armed forces, forcing Russia to return to the Chinese territory... doing these things for the country and the national heroes did indeed let the Chinese people know him, and Worship him and gain some faith. But obviously, these things are not enough.

Some gods protect the side of the soul, let the weather of one side of the land be smooth, and the blessing is for thousands of years. Xiao Fei did this in less than two years.

Moreover, the major events that Xiao Fei has done are not publicized and can only be spread in private. This also leads to a significant reduction in the effectiveness of the belief.

Of course, these things are not enough to fight. Compared with the gods of the Fengshen period, compared with the disputes of Buddhism and Taoism in the Westward Journey, these mortal things seem so insignificant.

In the end, Xiao Fei wants to condense into a godhead, and has to wait until after the city's westward tour.

It is absolutely impossible. Before I went to the Westward Journey, there was a godhead.

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"Okay, things have finally been finalized, and Fei Shao promised to go to the West." Zhu Gang said excitedly, "The mana's mana has hope for recovery. And I, as the captain of the Eastern Heavenly Court, made it in the West." Two thousand years of the cleansing of the altar, there is hope for relief."

One is the captain of the canopy who masters 100,000 soldiers, and the other is the **** who specializes in the leftovers of the jar. The status of the two is high and low, at a glance.

"I used to be a big fan of the roller blinds. I actually became a golden dragon in the West for two thousand years, and I was tired of it." The sand monk also excitedly said.

Be a mighty general, and be a honest Luohan who knows the chanting all day long. Which one is more prestige and more comfortable?

The answer is very obvious.

In addition to the two of them, there are white dragon horses. Only eight dragons on the pillars. In the past, he was a cloud of rain, a **** everywhere, but now it has become an ornament.

"However, we can't be too excited." Zhu Gang said, "The bigger the hope, the greater the disappointment. And let Fei Shao pass the city tour to save us, the opportunity is too embarrassing."

"Even if there is a point of hope, we have to make a very hard effort." Shahe said, "We have been trapped for two thousand years, forbearing for two thousand years, have long been bleak everything. Now there is hope, even if it is only one size of rice. Hope, we have to be desperate to grasp."

"And, this time, the city tour of the city is very different. It is very different from the Westward Journey of the Tang Dynasty. It can even be said that it is totally different." Zhu Gang said.