Journey to the West begins with the full-level monk Tang

"Congratulations to the host for defeating the black bear spirit in the Golden Immortal Realm, shocking the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Golden Immortal Realm of Da Luo, and gaining 8,000 merit points and 8,000 cultivation points!"

"System prompt: The current cultivation base point is 15,400 points, and the merit point is 9,700 points!"

"Not bad, this wave is not a loss!" Tang Seng nodded in satisfaction, and then ordered that the cultivation base points be used to improve the cultivation base.

"Congratulations to the host for using 15,000 cultivation points and raising his cultivation to the third level of the Celestial Immortal! The remaining cultivation points are 400 points!"

Hearing this, Tang Seng asked with some doubts: "System, logically speaking, isn't the realm of heavenly immortals 10,000 levels? How did this 50,000 cultivation points increase to three levels?"

"The host merged with the blood of the ancestor dragon, which greatly improved the talent of the host, and played a cultivation gain effect. In the realm of heaven, the advanced cultivation point was halved!"

Hearing the system's answer, Tang Seng was overjoyed at first, and then his face darkened again.

The improvement of this talent is certainly something to be happy about, but Tang Seng has only fused 10% of his blood, and the gain has reached an exaggerated level of halving. From this, we can see how bad Tang Seng's original talent is.

"System prompt: The ancestor dragon is born as the Da Luo Jinxian. The realm below the Da Luo Jinxian does not need the ancestor dragon to cultivate. If the host can obtain the complete ancestor dragon blood, the cultivation level will be automatically upgraded to the Da Luo Jinxian!"

Hearing this, Tang Seng shrank his head immediately, and started the game with a big Luo, such a perverted existence is incomparable!

As for the thing that the system said that if you collect 100% of the blood, you can be promoted to Daluo Jinxian, Tang Seng just gave up after a little yearning.

Previously, Tang Seng sealed the dragons of the four seas with the cultivation base of Daluo Jinxian, which can basically be said to have wiped out all the dragons in the world of Journey to the West. Only then did Tang Seng obtain the junior title and add 10% of his blood.

Wanting to collect 100% of the blood, it is absolutely impossible!

With energy, isn't it good to practice by yourself? When my cultivation level is up, I will take my younger brother on a journey to the west, and all the powerful ones count as one, and I will beat them all!

At that time, the cultivation base of the Dao Dao Dao dare not say, sanctification should be easy!

Why should Tang Seng, who has a system, look far away?

Shaking his head, Tang Seng looked at the 9,700 points of cultivation, hesitated, and closed the system panel.

It looks like it's going to reach 10,000, and it will be much more fragrant to draw a golden treasure chest than a silver treasure chest.

Just talking about the experience card, the highest level of the silver treasure box is the golden immortal cultivation level, but the gold treasure box can open the experience card of Daluo Jinxian's cultivation level, which is not in the same order at all.

"Wukong, go to the Black Wind Cave and look for it. Our luggage and colorful cassocks should be inside." Tang Seng turned to Monkey King and said.

"Okay, Master!" Sun Wukong responded, and then walked into the Black Wind Cave to search.

Tang Seng recalled the plot of the original "Journey to the West". After the black bear spirit of Guanyin Temple, the plot of Gao Laozhuang, and his lazy canopy Marshal Zhu Bajie will also make an appearance.

But thinking about it carefully, Gao Laozhuang seems to have no powerful monsters to fight, the most is Zhu Gangman, but he is destined to be his apprentice, I wonder if he can be judged as a "monster"?

Now that he was only three hundred points away from being able to draw a golden treasure chest, Tang Seng felt itchy and wanted to fight monsters very urgently.

"I hope this Zhu Bajie can give me some cultivation points!" Tang Seng sighed helplessly.

After a while, Sun Wukong came out with the suitcase and the colorful cassock, and said to Tang Seng, "Master, I found it!"

Tang Seng nodded and said: "Okay, as long as you find it, put it away!"

Waiting for Sun Wukong to put the brocade cassock into the box, Tang Seng did not immediately take Monkey King westward, but entered the world of Chaos Beads and came to the black bear spirit.

"Holy Monk, what is this place?" The Black Bear Spirit, who was wandering aimlessly, asked immediately when he saw Tang Seng who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You don't need to know this, just say do you want to die or live?" Tang Seng said lightly.

The black bear was taken aback for a moment, then looked around, but found no whereabouts of Monkey King, and asked in doubt, "Holy Monk, where is the Great Sage?"

Looking at his appearance, Tang Seng knew what this guy was thinking, and immediately said casually: "He's not here."

Hearing this, the black bear spirit's eyes lit up, showing a fierce expression, and he rushed towards Tang Seng, and hit Tang Seng's head with the mace in his hand, and shouted: "Smelly monk, that monkey is not with you!" How dare you be so arrogant? Do you really think that Grandpa Xiong is afraid that you, a little fairy, will fail?"

There was a hint of pleasure in the eyes of the black bear spirit. He had already foreseen the situation where Tang Seng's head would burst open like a watermelon under his mace.

Tang Seng stood still, just looking at the black bear spirit who was getting closer, as if he was frightened, but his expression was calm.

Seeing that the mace was about to fall on Tang Seng's head, the black bear spirit opened his eyes wide, full of fierceness.

However, just when the mace fell an inch above Tang Seng's head, it stopped suddenly.

The black bear spirit's eyes widened suddenly, and he felt that he couldn't move, as if the whole space was frozen.

Seeing the terrified look of the black bear spirit, Tang Seng walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand and gave him a slap, and then cursed: "You blind bear, don't you see how powerful this holy monk is? You have already entered this place , do you still dare to be arrogant?"

While talking, Tang Seng kept slapping the black bear spirit on the back of the head.

After Tang Seng merged with the blood of the ancestral dragon, his physical strength had already increased greatly. At this time, he used his mana even more. The power of a slap should not be underestimated.

Even though the black bear has rough skin and thick flesh, and has a strong defense, it is still buzzed by Tang Seng's slap, and he is a little confused.

After beating for a while, Tang Seng didn't stop until he felt that his hands were a little sore. At this time, he was surprised to find that the black bear spirit was crying.

Two lines of tears fell from the corners of Black Bear Spirit's eyes, and his eyes were full of grievances.

"Wow, isn't it, I haven't used my strength yet, and you're crying now? It's too embarrassing for a black bear spirit to be beaten into tears, isn't it? You shouldn't be strong and strong, and you would rather die than surrender?" Tang Seng teased.

Listening to Tang Seng's words, the black bear's tears flowed faster and more.

Tang Seng waved his hand, taking over the power of the world's suppression of the black bear spirit, and then the black bear spirit immediately fell to the ground with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Tang Seng walked over and kicked his leg, and asked with a smile: "How, are you afraid of me, a fairy now?"