Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

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In the next few years, the ancestors of Nishang Dongtian began to sweep the realm, arresting all the magical skills in the hands of all powerful monsters, and solving them smoothly. All the treasures belonged to Nishang Dongtian.

After taking revenge for the human race, he did not hesitate, just sat in this divine palace, waiting for future generations to appear.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong slowly opened his eyes. Could it be that he is the descendant in the eyes of the old man in front of him?

Although their veins are similar to them, they are by no means the offspring of this old man, and they have nothing to do with the old man.

This was not enough for Sun Wukong. He opened his eyes but could not help but feel a sense of drowsiness. Sun Wukong continued to close his eyes, and the original picture appeared in his mind.

The golden lines on her forehead gradually glowed with strange light, Yue Ji glanced at her, didn't care, and still sat quietly in the distance.

Spring and Autumn for several years.

Sun Wukong keeps practicing the golden pattern in his heart, picking up the golden pattern and putting it down again and again, and using the pattern again and again to defend against the enemy.

After rehearsing thousands of times, his understanding of the veins has become more and more advanced, and the understanding is deeper. At this moment, Sun Wukong dares to say that his understanding of the veins is enough to compare with any existence in the realm, and even more proficient than Yue Ji.

He hadn't woken up yet.

Sitting for a hundred years.

Yue Ji had already left the Divine Palace. She didn't expect such a situation. After waiting ten years, she got up and returned to the Nishang Cave. A hundred years of light and shadow passed by in a flash.

There was a faint sign of a breakthrough, and when he looked up, he saw the old man in the center in front of him swaying slightly, and the flesh and blood dispersed, revealing the white bones.

Obviously, the old man scattered all the last few traces of his spiritual power into Sun Wukong's limbs and bones, and completely melted into his meridians.

"Thank you senior."

Sun Wukong fell to his knees and bowed.

It takes less than a hundred years to completely control the veins, which is definitely good news for Sun Wukong. After all, as Yue Ji said, cultivating veins is extremely boring and requires unparalleled patience.

If you want to get started, it is very simple, and you can easily create a few patterns with a little bit of Taoism. proficient.

Yue Ji spent several years cultivating the moon pattern.

"did not expect."

Sun Wukong sighed softly, walked out of the shrine, and ran towards the location of Nishang Dongtian. When he walked out of the shrine, the shrine was completely hidden. Only Yue Ji could use a unique method to call out the shrine.

A hundred years passed in a flash, and Sun Wukong soon came to the outside of the Nishang Cave. For the first time, he saw Bai Shixi who was condensing his spiritual power in the distance and constantly punching in the air.

Bai Shiyi's cultivation speed seems to be extremely slow. Until now, he was still doing the most basic exercises. He punched into the air, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

The white-bearded old man stood on one side with a bamboo branch in his hand, holding a handful of peanuts in one hand, pointing and eating without any discipline.

Chapter [-]: The Great Completion of Patterns, Extraordinary Divine Patterns

"Old man, do you still remember me?"

Sun Wukong walked over to the white-bearded old man, reached out his hand and grabbed most of the peanuts unceremoniously, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Bai Shiyi looked back, but before he could see clearly, the old man slapped the bamboo stick hard on the back.

"How can I not remember my predecessors, even if I forget someone, I can't forget my predecessors." The white-bearded old man was a little surprised at the moment, clearly aware of the change in Sun Wukong's realm. After a hundred years, the Bai people's appearance became more and more old-fashioned.

Sun Wukong is getting younger and younger, and his body exudes an inexplicable aura that makes the white-bearded old man look up to the mountains. It seems that as time goes by, the realm of Sun Wukong's skills makes the white-bearded old man more elusive. It seems that it is no longer what it used to be. appearance.

Sun Wukong patted the old man on the shoulder and walked into Nishangdongtian. When he walked in, he felt that Nishangdongtian was very close to him, and every grass and tree could feel his own qi flow, as if this was his own world.

I know these reasons in my heart, and it is the power that the divine rune brings to me. At this moment, I have mastered five points of the divine rune, and my strength has greatly increased. There are some inexplicable auras around me, which seem to be given by the divine rune. The inexplicable change made Sun Wukong extremely excited.

"interesting."

A few years have passed in a flash. Many children in Nishang Cave have grown up. At this moment, they are standing in the same place humming and practicing the exercises. In the distance, several middle-aged men are standing upright with armrests, and many are in the countryside. labor.

Continuing to walk in, a familiar figure soon appeared in front of Sun Wukong, the purple robe loose cultivator walked forward quickly, with a smile on his face, and approached Sun Wukong, his face full of piety.

"Senior is out of retreat?"

The purple robe loose cultivator looked flattering, and Sun Wukong had the urge to vomit blood. This is the purple robe loose cultivator in his memory. This old guy is not like a fire, hard to bend, and has always maintained an indifferent attitude.

An absolute freak that no one dared to provoke, but now it looks like this, Sun Wukong had no choice but to wave his hand and walk towards Yueji's room.

The purple robe loose cultivator didn't seem to feel the boredom on Sun Wukong's face at all. He actually followed him and said softly, "The Lord of God is also cultivating. His changes are not as big as yours, but there are some."

The purple robe loose cultivator obviously noticed the changes in Sun Wukong, and the surrounding spiritual energy quickly surged to the point where it finally stabilized, and the life lines in his body even noticed the changes in Sun Wukong. For the purple robe loose cultivator, these changes are the most obvious.

The changes in the texture can be completely perceived.

Sun Wukong nodded lightly, still not intending to disturb Yue Ji, and sat quietly in the Nishang Dongtian. From time to time, many disciples gathered around.

Most of the disciples don't know anything about Sun Wukong, but they can find a few traces of Sun Wukong's memory from memory.

After all, a hundred years have passed, and the loose cultivators who looked like children at the time have already grown up after several changes, and those whose realm could not reach a high level died early.

There are not many people who can survive until now. Sun Wukong stood quietly in the same place, and it seemed from the eyes around him that soon, the purple robe loose cultivator drove many disciples away.

"Senior, you finally got out of the customs. Could it be that you have already cultivated the Divine Rune?" The purple robe cultivator opened his mouth tentatively, and the eyes of countless cultivators around him immediately condensed. With surprise.

God pattern.

It is the strongest among the lines.

Even the God Lord Yueji in Nishangdongtian couldn't grasp the power of the Divine Rune. Sun Wukong, who was a monkey to be precise, actually held the power of the legendary Divine Rune.