Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

Sun Wukong only felt a sense of regret in his heart.

This old man is definitely a strong person above the realm of God Wu, and even the realm of ability will be more terrifying than the realm of God, this guy is by no means a troublesome existence.

Could all this be the power of that mysterious pattern?The mysterious lines between the eyebrows are exactly the same as their own lines, there is no deviation at all, and it can even be said that they are exactly the same.

"This."

Sun Wukong's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he understood why Yue Ji brought him here, why Yue Ji brought herself to the Divine Palace, obviously the change between Yue Ji's brows had changed since the beginning.

"You should have seen it."

Tsukihime stood on one side and said softly.

There are six futons here, on which are the corpses of six old men, and just behind the corpses of these old men, there are countless secret treasures in the cave.

These secret treasures continue to emit spiritual power, filling the four places completely, that is, because of this, the appearance of the corpse will not become old, and it will remain the same as before.

"This pattern? How can it be similar to me." Sun Wukong tried his best to suppress his surprise, secretly catalyzing the spiritual power of his body, and wanted to stimulate the pattern between his eyebrows.

But he quickly realized that as soon as he catalyzed, the pattern was completely exposed in front of everyone, and golden light slowly bloomed on it.

"This?"

At the same time that Sun Wukong's lines appeared, the lines on the forehead of the old man in front of him gradually lit up, as if they were echoing each other from a distance, which made him feel inexplicable, smacking his lips, Sun Wukong tried his best to calm himself down.

He let go of his arms and sat quietly on the ground, Sun Wukong continued to catalyze the lines between his eyebrows.

Yue Ji did not stop her. Before she came here, Yue Ji had already told Nishang Cave that there were many scattered cultivators in Nishang Cave. The purpose of her coming here was to concentrate on cultivation, and it should take some sun and moon.

Completely calmed down, Sun Wukong felt the breath of golden veins, and the mysterious fairy voice that had never been heard before gradually sounded in his ears.

He didn't like Nishangdongtian, but when he came here, he realized that he was inexplicably close to the old man in front of him, as if he had seen it before.

"Could it be that I already have some friendship with this old man? Absolutely not." Sun Wukong didn't believe in cause and effect at all, and his thoughts were thrown out of his mind as soon as they appeared.

I have never seen the old man in front of me.

He dared to confirm, but the inexplicable feeling of intimacy before him came from this mysterious golden pattern?

It must be!

There is an inexplicable connection between the golden veins, which should also be the reason for the inexplicable reaction between himself and the old man's corpse.

He sat quietly on the ground, waiting peacefully.

Chapter [-]: Nishang's previous life, thousands of creations

The house of God was completely calm, Yue Ji stood on one side, and everything in front of her was obviously acquiesced by her.

Before she came here, Yue Ji had thought of various situations, and even more so, the inexplicable connection between the corpse and Sun Wukong's forehead after a hundred years.

This scene, Yue Ji has seen with her own eyes, she got the palm veins like this, the veins are very mysterious, but they are not the top divine marks, but the moon marks in the middle.

Its internal strength can't reach the terrifying level of these powerhouses, and the realm is not as good. Yue Ji knows all this better than anyone else, and even more understands that at this moment, the lines on Sun Wukong's forehead are the strongest lines in the records of Nishang Cave. .

"This loose repair should be closely related to our Nishangdongtian."

Being able to master the power of veins and easily turn into divine patterns, Sun Wukong can be regarded as a loose cultivator in the Nishang Cave at this moment. Although Sun Wukong didn't mention it, Yue Ji didn't talk about it.

But all this power is real.

Seeing that Sun Wukong was sitting quietly on the ground with her eyes closed, Yue Ji stood there peacefully, waiting for the timing to change.

Years have passed in spring and autumn.

Sun Wukong only felt an endless desolate aura in front of him, and a sense of distant majesty came over him.

This seems to be an extremely ancient era. Monsters and beasts are standing everywhere, the human race is scattered, and various physiques have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. It is a completely big era.

Hundreds of flowers bloomed, countless detached physiques of the human race were born, and many terrifying monsters with ancient demon blood in the demon race stood on the spot, and a great battle was fought.

In his line of sight, the old man looked ordinary, with weak spiritual power entwined around him, and there were still a few traces of immaturity between his eyebrows. From the appearance of his eyebrows, it could be seen that he was similar to the old man sitting quietly in the distance, and he was originally one person.

He fought desperately against monsters, and the geniuses of the human race with detached physiques around him started to fight one after another, desperately fighting against countless monsters, and in the end, he fought to the death to solve the monsters.

Countless human powerhouses fell one after another, and the pearls of destruction fell one by one. In the end, countless people died. The winner of that battle was not the human race, but the monsters in this realm.

The monsters have all the advantages, control the luck, and directly drive the human race to such a mountain.

This is Nishangdongtian.

After Sun Wukong saw everything, he only felt that it was difficult. If he was himself, he would lead the human race to escape to one place. In addition to taking care of most of the children around him, he had to deal with the monsters that might appear anytime, anywhere.

At this time, the ancestors of Nishang Dongtian concentrated on cultivation until they realized the mysterious patterns.

The texture is very mysterious. Originally, it was just a mortal tool, a wooden axe, under the blessing of the texture, and its hardness could compete with the iron axe. The ordinary simple instruments were even more hard and extraordinary under the blessing of the texture, and there were infinite mysteries hidden in the texture.

"God pattern?"

At this moment, Sun Wukong finally understood the name of the pattern on his forehead. It was the legendary divine pattern, and it was also the pattern developed by the old man.

What followed was dozens of hardships in the Spring and Autumn Period. The Nishang Dongtian Human Clan scattered cultivators continued to practice, and the children around them gradually grew up... The demon clan's luck gradually dissipated, and Nishang Dongtian became the most powerful existence in this realm.

"did not expect."

Sun Wukong originally thought that all these monsters were calculated by Nishang Dongtian, but he did not expect that hundreds of years ago, this Nishang Dongtian was not the master of this realm.

Nishang Dongtian is not worth mentioning at all in front of many monsters, and it is just that the luck of the monsters dissipates, and countless powerhouses gradually die, which brings Nishang Dongtian a chance.