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Chapter 308 Tushita Palace【Please subscribe】

Both Zhang Jingyun and Sun Wukong turned all the spells into chess pieces and dropped them on the chessboard space, so that Chen Xiang could learn them by touching them.

And the chessboard space here was not created out of thin air. Let alone Agarwood, even Sun Wukong could not see the foundation of this world for a while.

In fact, this space is real. It is the inner space of the Heavenly Vase, where all things in the world can grow and thrive.

"Is this person the incarnation of some great god? From his spells, we can see the inheritance of Maoshan Method and Kunlun Method. In addition, there are also some Tiangang spells, even the spells of Yuanshi Tianzun's lineage..."

Sun Wukong was originally curious about Zhang Jingyun's identity, but as he revealed more and more spells, he finally saw something.

Among them, Sun Wukong is most concerned about the magic of the lineage of Yuanshi Tianzun. Sun Wukong in the world of Lotus Lantern also worships Patriarch Bodhi as his teacher, but Patriarch Bodhi is the incarnation of Zhenren Yuding.

So Sun Wukong became a member of the Yuanshi Tianzun lineage, and he and Yang Jian were brothers. Before Sun Wukong went to the West to learn scriptures, his spells were almost the same as Yang Jian's.

However, Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye is his own magical power, while Sun Wukong has a pair of golden eyes that break the illusion. Because of the setting, Sun Wukong knows that he is from the lineage of Yuanshi Tianzun but cannot reveal it to the outside world.

Among the spells that Zhang Jingyun taught Chen Xiang were the Nine Transformations Mysterious Technique and the magical power of Fa Tianxiang and Earth. If Zhang Jingyun taught another somersault cloud, Sun Wukong would almost think that he and himself were both disciples of Master Yuding.

However, Chen Xiang's current magic power is not very powerful. He just has a higher starting point than others because of the advantage of his demigod body.

And another point is that the magical power of shrinking the ground into an inch is actually more powerful than somersault cloud. Don't think that somersault cloud is more powerful than other magical powers just because it is thousands of miles away. This is because practicing somersault cloud has quick effects.

If you point to this advantage and want to lie flat on the spot, that is wishful thinking. If you don't practice hard, you will be surpassed by others.

If he didn't teach a magical power that could rival it, Sun Wukong could almost predict the outcome of this competition.

Chenxiang felt that he was "making a fortune in silence" and studied various spells. However, while learning spells, he also had to make a fair judgment and tell the two gods whose spells were more practical. Fortunately, all the spells had been They are evenly matched, and Chen Xiang really can't tell which one is better.

It's just that Somersault Cloud is really famous for its magical powers. Once Chenxiang practices it, he will most likely guess that it is related to Sun Wukong.

Shrinking the Earth into an Inch requires a long time of practice to reach a profound state. The upper limit of somersault cloud is far inferior to the magical power of Shrinking into an Inch.

"There is no comparison at all! This is Soaring Cloud. The previous spells were just like climbing clouds." Chen Xiang thought in his heart.

So Sun Wukong had an idea and changed his name, changing the somersault cloud to vertical golden light. The two spells are very different, but Chen Xiang is not so knowledgeable and can easily fool him.

But Chenxiang hesitated. If the outcome was determined, would there be no more spells to learn? If I go against my will and say that I can't tell the difference, will the competition continue and I can learn a few more spells?
Greed is human nature, and Chen Xiang is no exception. However, this idea only briefly occurred in Chen Xiang's mind, and he quickly dismissed it.

"Shrunk to an inch! Even this magical power has been taught?" Sun Wukong was quite surprised. The two were competing to teach Agarwood the skill, and he was asked to judge who taught the skill more powerfully, whoever would win.

"No, my father said that without trust, the winner should be clearly defined. I even passed Yang Jian's three tests. I have courage and backbone. How can I feel guilty? ?”

Now that Zhang Jingyun has taught him the magic power of shrinking to an inch, Sun Wukong has been under pressure for a long time. This is a movement-type spell that includes the art of soaring into the clouds and riding in the mist, and can also be used in battles.

Although the ability to shrink to an inch is very powerful, the speed of his ability to shrink is not as fast as "Longing the Earth's Golden Light". According to the original rules, he should have judged the Taoist priest to lose.

Although, after Chen Xiang got the "Golden Light", his face suddenly became happy, "I don't know which one is more powerful, this spell or Shrinking the Earth!"
I really made a lot of money. I met two gods playing chess. Each chess piece has a spell. After learning the white chess spell, the black chess piece has a similar one.

Chenxiang immediately made up his mind and judged the Taoist priest to be defeated. The monk's magic was slightly better. However, before he could speak, the Taoist priest suddenly spoke.

However, this time after he learned the "Longing Golden Light", his thoughts came together, he turned somersault, and took off directly on the chessboard. This soaring cloud and mist spell was much more powerful than what he had done with Ao Chun, Xiaoyu and others before.

Fortunately, Zhang Jingyun did not teach Somersault Cloud, but he did teach Chen Xiang another magical power that was not inferior to Somersault Cloud.

Therefore, in Sun Wukong's view, Agarwood's weak magic power may not be able to take advantage of shrinking into an inch. On the contrary, his Somersault Cloud is relatively more suitable for him.

At the same time, he also realized that his judgment this time might have to decide the winner between the two gods, because he felt that this "golden light" was slightly more powerful than shrinking into an inch.

When I learn all the spells of these two gods, I may not need to worship Sun Wukong as my teacher. After such a long time, I don’t know if he can come back! "

"As the saying goes, magic is easy to learn, but magic power is difficult to practice. It doesn't take long to learn magic, but it takes hundreds of years to cultivate magic power.

Agarwood, shrink the earth into an inch. This spell is so powerful that you cannot understand it with your current level of cultivation. There is a thousand-year-old red fruit tree in the southeast corner of the chessboard. You pick a red fruit and drink it before making your judgment. "

Chenxiang followed the sound and saw that there was indeed a ten-foot-tall fruit tree rooted in the southeast corner, which was the thousand-year-old red fruit tree mentioned by the Taoist priests.

"Oh." Chenxiang obediently came to the red fruit tree, jumped up and picked a red red fruit, and put it to her mouth and felt the fragrance.

Agarwood ate up the thousand-year-old red fruit in just three or two strokes. In an instant, I felt warm in my belly, and my whole body glowed red, as if even my hairs were red.

As the power of Zhu Guo poured into Agarwood's limbs and bones, he used Shrinking again, and he felt that the ends of the world and even all directions could be reached in an instant.

"It's amazing. It turns out I didn't practice well enough!"

Chenxiang said to herself.

Looking at it this way, the loser should be the monk, but just as he was about to make a judgment, the monk transformed by Sun Wukong also became anxious.

"Okay, this is because I don't have enough mana to make up the magic. I even used extra tricks. Thousand-year red fruit, thousand-year flowering, thousand-year fruit, and thousand-year maturity. Are you willing to use these things?"

Sun Wukong uses his spiritual thoughts to communicate with Zhang Jingyun.

"If a red fruit can be exchanged for victory in the competition, it will be worth it. The great sage should admit defeat. At worst, I will give you another red fruit." Zhang Jingyun said.

"Hahahaha, I am not a rare taster of red fruits that ripen once in three thousand years, but can it be compared with flat peaches that ripen in three thousand years?

Have you ever tasted the flat peach that ripens only once in six thousand years? Do you know what it feels like to bite into a flat peach that ripens only once in nine thousand years?

There are also elixirs made using the Bagua Furnace of the Tushita Palace in the Thirty-third Heaven. I, the old grandson, have been eating gourd after gourd. You still want to use Zhu Guo to make me admit defeat? "

Sun Wukong said with joy.

Zhang Jingyun smiled slightly, "That's all over. Now I think the Great Sage's defeat has been determined. Is it possible that you can still take agarwood to heaven to eat the elixir?"

"Who said that my old grandson will lose? Just wait and see!" As soon as Sun Wukong finished speaking, he appeared on the chessboard and stood looking at Chen Xiang.

"Little benefactor, the thousand-year red fruit is not very good. It can't increase much mana. Do you dare to follow me to heaven? Keeping it is more useful than eating the red fruit."

"Heaven? I won't go."

Chenxiang feels that she is not Yang Jian's opponent yet. If Yang Jian finds out at this time, several years of hard work will be in vain.

Sun Wukong was not discouraged but said meaningfully: "Little donor, haven't you always wanted to worship Sun Wukong as your teacher? If you follow me to heaven, I guarantee that you will be more useful than having Sun Wukong as your teacher, and you don't want to be unable to defeat Yang Jian all the time. Right? "You can let me defeat Yang Jian?"

Chen Xiang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"This... depends on your own destiny. Anyway, if you don't follow me, it will be difficult to defeat Yang Jian in this life. How do you choose?"

"I'll go!" Chen Xiang said without hesitation.

"Okay, okay! You should return your soul first and then talk about it." Sun Wukong directly brought Chen Xiang's soul back to his body. As Chen Xiang opened his eyes, nothing seemed to change around him, as if time had frozen!

"It must have been in the chessboard space for a few years, right?" Chenxiang looked around, still kneeling on the same spot, and the Holy Buddha Cave did not appear again.

At this time, the monk stood up and walked to Chenxiang and said, "The time in the chessboard space is different from the time outside. You must have heard the story about watching chess and losing, but the time outside has not moved."

"So magical?" Chen Xiang was surprised.

Sun Wukong was also surprised. Zhang Jingyun's magic weapon might be more powerful than he imagined. It would be difficult to find anything comparable to it in the three realms.

"Donor, it's time to follow me to heaven."

At the right time, Sun Wukong used a spell to disappear, and Chen Xiang used the "Longing Golden Light" to follow him without thinking. But he didn't understand, it was clearly a "Longing Golden Light", so why did he always do somersaults?
Without thinking too much, Chen Xiang followed Sun Wukong. After the two left, Zhang Jingyun also left Mount Emei in a flash.

Sun Wukong and Chen Xiang came to the Nantian Gate one after another. When Chen Xiang first ascended to the heaven, what he saw was the thousands of golden lights and thousands of auspicious energy.

In front of you, the Nantian Gate is as green as glass; it looks like it is made of precious jade. There are dozens of Tiantian Marshal guards on both sides of the Nantian Gate. One of them is leaning against the pillars, holding a banner, and there are more than a dozen golden armors all around. Heavenly soldiers.

The heavenly soldiers all held halberds, whips, and swords. Chen Xiang looked inside and saw several large pillars with golden scales and sun-dazzling red-bearded dragons wrapped around them. For a moment, Chen Xiang felt that his more than ten years of life had been in vain.

"It turns out that the Jade Emperor and the gods live here, but they obviously have such a good place to live, and they have immortal wine and delicacies every day, so why do they have to curb their emotions and desires? They can't see the troubles of mortals, but tearing down the Jade Emperor Temple will only cause trouble "Wrath of heaven?"

Chenxiang also heard from Ao Tingxin what the heaven had done, and then he understood that sometimes all kinds of disasters in the world were caused by gods.

"Little benefactor, because this is stipulated by the law of heaven, the gods can't do anything about it. If you have the ability, you can change the law of heaven." Sun Wukong said casually.

"The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother know clearly that the rules of heaven are wrong, but they still don't allow others to change them. Even the capable gods don't do it, so how can I do it."

"Is it the straw that breaks the camel's back? The weight of a straw is insignificant, but what if it's just a little bit less?"

As Sun Wukong was speaking, he changed the topic, "Okay, do you still want to increase your magic power? I'm going to Nantianmen first, you can follow me quickly."

Chenxiang asked hurriedly: "How to get in?"

Sun Wukong didn't waste any time, he transformed directly into Yang Jian, and then walked into the Nantian Gate arrogantly without anyone stopping him.

Chenxiang immediately understood. He turned around and performed the art of transformation. He was holding a Ruyi golden cudgel, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings, wearing chain-locked golden armor, and walking on lotus root silk. He was none other than Sun Wukong.

Chenxiang held her head high in front of all the god generals. One of the Tianzhen Marshals couldn't help but stop him when he saw Yang Jian and Sun Wukong walking into the Nantianmen one after another!
"I wonder why the Great Sage came to heaven?"

Chen Xiang turned around and said, "It's none of your business!"

The Tianzhen Marshal stopped asking questions for an instant, and then Chenxiang caught up with Yang Jian, transformed by Sun Wukong, and asked what to do next.

"We'll go to a place later and I'll lure people away. You can sneak in and get some gourd elixirs and keep them. After you eat them, your magic power will increase greatly. It's a hundred times more effective than eating a thousand-year-old red fruit." Sun Wukong said in a low voice.

"It can't be Tushita Palace, right?"

Chen Xiang couldn't help but ask after hearing this.

"Huh? You actually know about Tushita Palace. Yes, that's the place. The poor monk and the Supreme Master are good friends. It will be fine if you just take a few gourds of elixirs."

Sun Wukong said and warned: "You can only take some, not too much, otherwise I won't be able to protect you by then. By the way, remember to share some with me. I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Is this... okay?"

Chen Xiang always felt that he had been deceived. Sure enough, Sun Wukong said: "Okay, that's great. If you don't eat, you won't eat. And if you don't eat, it won't work. Do you really not want to defeat Yang Jian?"

"Of course I do!" Chen Xiang gritted his teeth and said.

"Then listen to me!"

However, there were two boys guarding the entrance of Tushita Palace, and there was even Taishang Laojun sitting inside. Chenxiang didn't know how the monk led the people away.

Sun Wukong was already prepared.

In the Tushita Palace, Taishang Laojun listened to the boy's report, "Master, the disciples of Randen Ancient Buddha have come to invite Master to play chess."

"Huh?" Taishang Laojun slowly opened his eyes and said, "You are so old, why did he think of playing chess with me?"

After a while, Taishang Laojun left in a hurry.

This scene seems familiar.

The last time the Ancient Buddha invited the Supreme Master to play chess was eight hundred years ago. Later, a monkey came into the Tushita Palace, and this time it was replaced by agarwood.

"Go ahead, everything is ready."

In front of the Tusita Palace, Sun Wukong said meaningfully. Chenxiang turned around and entered the Tusita Palace three times after hearing this, but no one found him.

"Hehe, interesting."

Sun Wukong looked like he was watching a good show.

Zhang Jingyun, who was following the two men, did not come here. After sneaking into Nantianmen, he changed direction and went straight to Yang Jian's True Lord Temple.

"How did you come?"

Yang Jian was surprised when he saw Zhang Jingyun.

"I came with Chen Xiang. Let's not talk about this. I heard that the four princesses of the East China Sea were killed by you, and you expelled their souls? What happened?" Zhang Jingyun asked.

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