Journey to the West: People are in heaven, working from nine to five

Chapter 923: Evolution of the Great Immortal Art, the Great Immortal Art!

Guanyin Bodhisattva is very unclear about the painting style of Tang Sanzang today.

She always felt that she had just not paid attention to the Westward Journey team for a while, and maybe huge changes had already taken place.

But fortunately, from the huge pit just now, it can be seen that Tang Sanzang's strength has not exceeded the limit of mortals.

It should probably be possible, maybe it's not a big problem.

Fortunately, it was only Tang Sanzang who changed, and only to this extent.

If Sun Wukong also had a sudden increase in strength, how would the monsters survive in the future?

When the White Bone Demon saw Guanyin Bodhisattva deep in thought, he wanted to leave quietly.
  But Guanyin Bodhisattva gave her a cold look,
  "Go again!"

Without saying any nonsense, Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes full of oppression and threats had interrupted all the Bone Demon's words of begging for mercy.

The White Bone Demon gritted his teeth and wanted to escape from this vortex.

But obviously, Guanyin Bodhisattva did not give the Skeleton Demon a way out.
  "Go or die!"

This disaster must require Sun Wukong to leave Tang Sanzang's side. If he cannot do this, there will be no way for the disaster in Baoxiang Kingdom to continue.

The difficulty of Baoxiang Kingdom is extremely important and irreplaceable.

Xitian started to make arrangements many years ago, and even secretly instigated a member of Tianting to rebel.
  Use beauty and interests to make that very important and powerful man surrender.

Xitian had a big plan for this difficulty. If Tang Sanzang couldn't fall into the trap, Xitian's efforts would be in vain.

Under the pressure of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Bone Demon could only go back obediently.

They are all forced to open business!

And there is still no salary, and they don’t even draw the cake, they are directly enslaved!

The Bone Spirit felt so aggrieved that he could only act obediently.

But this time, the White Bone Demon also looked away.
  No matter what, just let it go, life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.

On this side, Sun Wukong is reaping great joy!
  He originally mentioned the bottleneck of his great Immortal Art to Chu Hao with a casual attitude.
  This thing Sun Wukong knows that it is absolutely difficult to change.

This is Patriarch Bodhi's method of controlling the cause and effect of Sun Wukong. It is a shackles on a saint. If you want to change it, only a saint can do it.

However, Sun Wukong found that he had actually obtained the technique given by Chu Hao just by mentioning it casually!

Moreover, there is still no need to pay anything. You only need to practice step by step, and you can completely replace the original exercises and replace them with better ones!

Dapin Tianxian Jue upgrade!

At this moment, everyone in Journey to the West is moving forward, but Sun Wukong is secretly focusing on practicing this new technique!
  Sun Wukong could feel that as long as he mastered this skill, he would be able to break through the previous bottlenecks.

This is simply the second spring for Sun Wukong!
  Sun Wukong couldn't put it down, and was completely immersed in it.
  But suddenly, Sun Wukong reacted, looked at Chu Hao, and asked a question,
  "Brother Chu Hao, this technique is so powerful, what is its name?"

"Could it be a technique practiced by a saint?"

Chu Hao's face was full of mystery, he touched his non-existent beard and said loudly:
  "The Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao, and the name can be named, but it is not named. The origin of all things has a beginning and an end. Cause and effect are determined, and destiny is in it."

"This technique is an upgrade from the technique you practiced. Your previous technique was the Great Immortal Technique. How about calling this technique now——"

"Great Immortal Art!"

Chu Hao nodded with great satisfaction and didn't think there was anything wrong with his name at all.

Of course, it’s not this name, and the exercises given by the system don’t have names either.
  But Chu Hao is a poetic and picturesque person, and he is always very good at choosing names.

Sun Wukong wrote down the name with tears in his eyes.

"Can't it be changed?"

Chu Hao frowned,
  "How can it be changed? I have already thought about the subsequent upgrade route."

"Zhangpin Tianxian Jue!"

"Hey, isn't this name particularly domineering!" Sun Wukong's face was full of despair.
  "Brother, you are just bullying me, Sun, for not studying, right?"

"I really can't change it. This name is so good!" Chu Hao waved his hand.

Only a knowledgeable person can come up with this name. How could anyone else come up with such an awesome name?
  No!

Tang Sanzang was studying the mighty Tianlong's gestures while leading the horse forward.

But suddenly, everyone stopped and looked ahead.

But I saw a gray-haired old man lying in the middle of the road.
  The old man was lying in the middle of the road, with a look of despair on his face, lying in a large font.

Everyone in Journey to the West encountered this situation for the first time and couldn't help but be stunned.

The monsters I have seen before either transformed into innocent and pitiful passers-by and deceived people into eating them, or they transformed into beautiful women and deceived people into eating them.
  I have never seen a goblin so unwilling to make progress, lying directly in the middle of the road,

Is this going to...be a hit?

Tang Sanzang glanced at Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong frowned, his face full of doubts, and spread his hands.

"I do not know either."

Tang Sanzang took two steps forward and asked tentatively:

"This old man? Are you okay?"

The old man didn't even look at Tang Sanzang. He just lay flat in the middle of the road and responded in a very lazy voice:

"Elder, my ancestors lived here. I have been a good monk all my life. Anyway, I am kind in all kinds of ways. I can make up my own mind.

My old wife came looking for her missing daughter, but she never came back. She has no idea of ​​her whereabouts. I came here to look for her.

As expected, he was seriously injured, so he had no choice but to collect his bones and bury them at home. "

The White Bone Demon has no emotion at all when reciting, he is just a reciting machine with no emotion at all.

It just needs to be written on my face,

I, the demon | spirit, hit me!

Come on, go directly to Dawei Tianlong!
  Sun Wukong: "You can't help me, Old Sun."

Tang Sanzang also looked puzzled.
  "Ah, so you want the bones?"

The white-bone spirit lay in a large shape in the middle of the road.

"It can be."

Tang Sanzang: "It's over, I can't even fix it for you."

The white-bone spirit turned his head,
  "Whether it's mine or not, you can have it."

"Now, you beat my wife and daughter to death, you can beat me to death."

"I don't want to live anyway."

Bai Gujing already showed an expression that he didn't want to give himself a way to survive at all. He was forced to open his business anyway.

If you leave early and leave late, don’t you always have to leave?

White Bone Demon: I don’t want to work hard anymore. I don’t even want a rich woman. I just want to be a waste.

Tang Sanzang froze on the spot, struggling for a long time but still couldn't make a move.
  I can only recite the Buddha's name respectfully.
  "Amitabha, this old fellow, I think you should look for a direction in life."

"Why don't you come with the poor monk to eat meat and worship Buddha?"

The white-bone spirit turned his head, but he was not moved at all.
  "No, I'm a waste. Please run over me quickly. Thank you."

(End of this chapter)