Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

She half-kneeled in front of Sun Wukong and said, "I am Feng Xi, the lord of the Phoenix clan, and I would like to submit to Shangxian's back."

Sun Wukong just glanced at him, then pointed a finger, and a pure and soft light flowed towards her forehead.

Countless lights were directed towards the foreheads of all the Phoenix Clan in Wutong Forest.

The Feng people are good at killing and cutting, and although they can be reborn, their bodies are still extremely fragile.

He put the power of his own blood into their blood.

Although it is only a trace, it is enough to enhance their physical strength several times.

More importantly, this is the promotion of the entire race.

After doing this, Sun Wukong withdrew his hand.

Feng Xi looked up at him in amazement, and then a grateful look appeared in her eyes.

Sun Wukong pondered and said: "Go to the West Sea to find Ao Xuan, the Lord of the Dragon Clan. I want you to join forces to attack the Shi Qilin Clan. I want to get their support. Of course, if they are unwilling, then there is no need for the Qilin Clan in the world."

After speaking, Sun Wukong turned and left again.

Feng Xi stood up and watched the figure disappear into the crack of the void, without saying a word for a long time.

Several phoenixes flew to her side and asked, "Are we..."

Feng Xi glanced at them and said, "To rectify the clan, I will go to the West Sea first."

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At this time, Sun Wukong was heading east, but he thought of something and stopped.

Immediately, he turned around and opened a space crack in a completely different direction.

It didn't take long for him to appear in front of the Pangu Hall, a mountain range occupied by the Wu clan.

The first to be greeted is the thick filling.

Then the twelve ancestor witches gathered at this time.

They have heard what happened before from Dijiangkou. No matter what, Sun Wukong has been recognized by the heart of Pangu, that is, the noble of the entire Wu clan.

Sun Wukong glanced at them, accepted their big gift, and then his eyes fell on Choutian.

He said, "Come with me?"

Thick filled nodded, with some hope in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong said to Zu Wu: "These days, you still need to practice hard. When Hongjun finishes teaching, there will probably be a great change between heaven and earth."

When the Twelve Ancestral Witch heard the words, his face became a little dignified, but Di Jiang asked, "Sir, where are you going?"

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, and then replied, "There are still many things waiting for me to do. You can rest assured. Before Hongjun's preaching is completed, everything should be calm."

Saying that, he pulled the thick filler and walked into the crack of his own space.

Using this space crack every day has deepened his understanding of the laws of space during this period of time.

Just using this consumption is quite big for him, so he also uses the space crack while rushing on his own.

He brought the thick filling directly to the East China Sea in this world, and an immortal island was located on the edge of the ocean.

Sun Wukong and Chou filling stood on a cloud and rushed towards the island, Sun Wukong said: "Although you are a witch, but you have thousands of years, do you want to live longer and see with your own eyes? , the future that appeared in your eyes?"

At this moment, Chou filling was excitedly watching the tide under his feet, but when he heard this, there was a momentary pause on his face.

Finally, she nodded and said, "I think so."

Sun Wukong touched his chin, and finally put his thoughts into action.

He wanted to teach the Heavenly Immortal Jue of the Great Filler, and he really wanted to know what the foreshadowing buried at this time would look like in the future.

cause and effect.

Seed the cause, reap the fruit.

If he succeeds in preaching, no matter what happens in the future, he should be able to see the appearance of thick fills.

But in the past memory, there is indeed no such girl, including many legends, there is no such person.

He still wanted to try.

"Kneel down." The clouds stopped fluttering, and Sun Wukong said seriously.

He once taught some things to the six-eared macaque, but that didn't count as a real disciple.

That is at best an instruction.

Today, he is going to accept the thick fill as his only disciple.

The latter knelt on top of the clouds a little ignorantly, Sun Wukong took out the golden hoop stick, and the stick body slowly fell on the thick stuffed forehead.

"I, Sun Wukong, was born from the stone that repaired the sky. I have cultivated for thousands of years to obtain the opportunity of being a saint. Today, I would like to accept you as a personal disciple, inherit my Taoism, and inherit my aspirations."

Chou filling looked pious, looked at the golden stick, and lowered his head again.

At this time, Sun Wukong moved his fingers slightly, and a ray of light went along the golden hoop stick toward the thickly filled forehead.

All the exercises he had practiced, all of them had been drilled into the dense mind at this time.