Journey to the West: Wukong became a saint, I can't hold on to my master

The moment the book was taken into his hands, three large characters appeared on the blank cover: Zhu Shengzhao.

"Sure enough, this is my fate!"

Ying Zheng showed joy and opened the book.

In the next moment, all the information and content about the cultivation method of casting holy pilgrimage were instilled into his mind.

[Casting the Holy Dynasty]: The holy-level secret code, does not cultivate the body, does not cultivate the soul, does not cultivate mana, but only cultivates one: the luck of the dynasty.

With the luck of the dynasty, the holy dynasty was built.

The pilgrimage is immortal, and the practitioners are immortal!

The Holy Dynasty was defeated, and the cultivators were turned into ashes!

At the same time, Chu Xia, who was sleeping, received a reminder from the system in her mind:

[Congratulations to the master, apprentice Yingzheng has obtained the holy-level secret tome, and the master has obtained the content of the secret tome simultaneously. 】

Chu Xia opened her eyes in a daze: "Huh? Ying Zheng has obtained a suitable exercise for him? Let me see."

He began to check the content of the Qizhu Holy Pilgrimage.

A search will be found.

This holy-level secret scripture, Forging the Holy Dynasty, turned out to be a technique specially prepared for the lord of the dynasty.

The cultivation system is completely different from Journey to the West.

What is important is to turn the illusory fortune of the dynasty into reality, and to make the dynasty into a holy dynasty.

The stronger the pilgrimage, the stronger the cultivator's cultivation base and strength.

On the contrary, if the holy pilgrimage is destroyed.

Then all the strength of the cultivator will dissipate, and he himself will be turned into fly ash.

It can be said that once you practice this technique.

That is tantamount to binding all of one's wealth to the rise and fall of one's own dynasty.

"However, to be honest, this technique is really suitable for a kid like Ying Zheng."

Chu Xia couldn't help but think of the picture of the first emperor Yingzheng sweeping the six kingdoms and building the Great Qin Empire on the Blue Star in his previous life.

His eyes lit up immediately: "If this kid can be like Ying Zheng from Blue Star, he can dominate Nanzhan Buzhou, and even the entire dynasty of Journey to the West."

"Maybe, he can really prove the Tao and become a saint by relying on this technique!"

"All the apprentices have been certified and sanctified. Is it not good for me as a master?"

The more she thought about it, the more excited Chu Xia became, and she didn't even feel sleepy anymore.

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Chapter 13

Inside the Gongfa Building.

At this time, Ying Zheng was also extremely excited.

When he found out that the technique of casting holy pilgrimage turned out to be a holy-level secret book, and he was able to practice all the way to a saint, he was almost stupid.

He is the lord of the dynasty. Although he is just a mortal, his knowledge is not comparable to Monkey King who has never been out of Huaguo Mountain.

Although he doesn't know what the realm of a saint is.

But he knew that in that Taoist temple, the three Qing masters enshrined were said to be the three saints!

Thinking of the possibility that he could cultivate to a level comparable to the Sanqing sages in the future, Ying Zheng became very excited just thinking about it.

No matter how mature his mind is, he is still a 13-year-old boy after all.

In the face of such a temptation, it is already the best performance if you don't lose your composure.

"Master is right, this is my fate!"

"The technique of casting holy pilgrimage is completely tailor-made for me!"

"If I change to other exercises, I'm afraid my achievements will not be so high."

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng shook his head slightly.

The cultivation talent of their human race is too low, and it is not enough for them to be able to cultivate immortality.

Even if it is only to cultivate to the realm of human immortality, it will take at least several hundred years.

This is the tragedy of being human.

The reason why Yingzheng said that the technique of Zhusheng Dynasty was tailor-made for him.

It's because this technique doesn't have any requirements for aptitude at all.

The only requirement is that the practitioner must be the lord of the dynasty and have the luck of the dynasty.

Ying Zheng was just satisfied with this.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Ying Zheng's heart.

"According to the technique of casting pilgrimage, I need to condense my illusory dynasty fortune into substance, and then change the dynasty into a pilgrimage."

"But on my body, besides the illusory destiny of the dynasty, there is also the real destiny of the human race guarding me."

"Then can I combine the luck of the dynasty with the luck of the human race to create a holy dynasty?"

"Will my strength be stronger with the pilgrimage created in this way?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited Ying Zheng became.

"No, I have to hurry up and ask the master if this method is feasible!"

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng immediately ran outside the Gongfa Building.

He found Sun Wukong who was waiting at the door: "Brother, let's go to the master quickly, I have some questions and I want to ask for advice."

But Sun Wukong took his hand: "Junior brother, you forgot."

"Master said, don't disturb him when he's sleeping."

Only then did Ying Zheng remember.

When he left, the master had already fallen asleep.

So grateful to Sun Wukong: "Thank you, brother, for reminding me!"

"But what shall we do next?"

Originally, Yingzheng should practice the technique of Zhusheng Dynasty next.

But he had a new idea, so he was not in a hurry to practice.

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Next, brother is going to take you to Zangshu Pavilion for a stroll."

"Trust senior brother, there is definitely a great fortune waiting for you!"

Ying Zheng couldn't wait to say: "Brother, what are you waiting for! Let's go to Zangshu Pavilion."

Now he knows the taste of the marrow.

Obtained the holy level secret scripture cast holy pilgrimage in the merit building, let him see his future path.

Now when Sun Wukong said that there is a great fortune waiting for him in the Library Pavilion, his eyes immediately lit up.

But Sun Wukong said: "Junior brother, don't worry, you first tell my old grandson, what kind of exercises did you get in the exercise building?"

Sun Wukong is not coveting Yingzheng's skills.

He just wanted to compare the exercises that Yingzheng got and the exercises he got, who is better and who is worse.

Ying Zheng didn't doubt him either.

He spoke out his own exercises openly: "Brother, the exercise I got in the exercise building is, the holy-level secret book casts the holy dynasty."

After finishing speaking, he also briefly talked about the cultivation method of Zhu Sheng Dynasty.

It's not that Ying Zheng has no scheming and doesn't know how to take precautions.

But Ying Zheng knew that even if Sun Wukong knew all about his technique, Monkey King would not be able to practice it.

That being the case, it is better to say it openly.

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng asked back: "Brother, what is the exercise you got in the exercise building?"

Sun Wukong also said generously: "The exercise that my grandson got in the exercise building is the holy-level exercise, the Nine Transformations of the Demon Ape."

He also briefly talked about the cultivation method of the Nine Transformations of the Demon Ape.

Ying Zheng was startled immediately: "Brother, your kung fu is also a holy kung fu?"

Sun Wukong nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Hiss!!" Ying Zheng gasped.

He is not a big bastard like Sun Wukong, but he knows what the holy-level exercises mean.

That is a technique that can directly lead to the realm of a saint.

"I got a holy-level exercise, and what my brother got is also a holy-level exercise."

"Then it doesn't mean..."

Ying Zheng glanced behind him in the Kung Fu building, there were rows of bookshelves that couldn't be seen at a glance.

He secretly swallowed his saliva.

"Could it not be, the rows of bookshelves are all holy-level exercises!"

Ying Zheng was taken aback by his own thoughts.

If this is true, then this is the rhythm of wholesale mass production of saints!

Originally, Ying Zheng had imagined that Chu Xia was strong enough before.