Journey to the West: The criminal police handle the case, and the immortal Buddha retreats

In the Water Curtain Cave, Wang Shi stared at Monkey King eagerly.

"It's useless for you to stare at me. I do have the supernatural powers and spells to overcome the three disasters, but these are the top secrets of the master's sect. It is absolutely impossible to pass them on to outsiders without the master's permission, unless..."

Sun Wukong obviously misunderstood the real reason why Wang Shi glared at it, but Wang Shi still followed its words and said, "Unless what?"

"Unless you worship me as your teacher now."

"Uh... let's forget it then!"

Since Patriarch Subhuti ruthlessly rejected him, Wang Shi, who had the confidence to draw a lottery, did not want to worship any teacher at all, let alone become the disciple of Patriarch Subhuti.

"Shitou, then I can only point out your cultivation method, but cannot teach you any specific spells." Sun Wukong said regretfully.

Wang Shi didn't care at all, and said: "It doesn't matter, the way of cultivation is also what my brother needs most, and please don't hesitate to teach me, brother monkey."

"Brother Monkey, what kind of cultivation are you doing now!"

"Me? I'm the same as you!"

Sun Wukong pointed to himself and shrugged.

"what!!!"

Monkey King's answer completely confused Wang Shi, he thought that Monkey King had become a heavenly immortal, or at least an earthly immortal!

Seeing Wang Shi's stunned expression, Sun Wukong was very puzzled and said, "Is it any surprise that I have reached the Golden Core stage?"

"Brother Monkey, don't lie to me, our strengths are so different, how can you still be at the Golden Core stage?" Wang Shi couldn't recover for a long time, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Although my true cultivation is still at the early stage of Golden Core, I am the incarnation of a natural spirit stone, but my physical body is extremely tyrannical, and my mana is easily close to one yuan. In addition, I still have a lot of profound knowledge. The 72 changes in magical powers measured, even if the gods from the heavens come, I will not be afraid, even if the gods come in person, I have to fight a game to know the level." Monkey King turned a few somersaults on the spot, and then proudly stated .

To put it bluntly, Sun Wukong is a freak who can survive the three disasters at any time and achieve the peak of the Earth Immortal. The cultivation base of the Jindan period actually has little effect on Sun Wukong's real combat power.

"Amazing my brother!"

Wang Shi could only give a thumbs up silently.

Sun Wukong seemed to be interested, and approached him to teach: "Stone, cultivation is not about breaking through as quickly as possible, but letting nature take its course, and constantly rooting and strengthening your own roots. I think your mana is pure and pure. There is no match, but it does not understand the true meaning of cultivation."

"Um, what is the true meaning of cultivation?"

Wang Shi rubbed his nose in embarrassment, he thought he understood the true meaning of hammer training.Anyway, objectively speaking, he just accumulated his own mana, and then devoted himself to cultivating various supernatural powers.

Wang Shi didn't want to talk about the problem that bastard's strength would inflate his mentality. Anyway, he felt that it was enough to be himself, as long as his IQ was online, he could expand to where.It is difficult for a person who always has kind thoughts in his heart to become bad, and it is useless for a person who always has malicious thoughts in his heart to cultivate.

Looking at the bewildered Wang Shi, Sun Wukong was very good at being a teacher, and said with a smile: "You keep saying that your own aptitude is dull and your celestial roots are inferior, so do you know what spiritual roots are?"

Without waiting for Wang Shi to answer, Sun Wukong said to himself: "The so-called spiritual root is the remnant imprint left in the postnatal life of nothingness, innate and qi. It is the ladder leading to the Dao, the end point of our cultivation, and the essential form of heaven and earth aura. Cultivating Tao The process is to find the root and trace the source. There is nothing wrong with cultivating mana hard, but at the same time, you must not forget that your own mana is going upstream. If you can't understand this, no matter how deep the mana is accumulated, you are just a low-level generation, and you will never be able to enter. The grade of an immortal."

Wang Shi seems to understand but does not understand: "How to trace the source?"

"See your nature with a clear mind, and take your life by seeing your nature. This nature does not specifically refer to your own attributes, but also includes the authenticity of everything in the world. Stone, the golden core you condensed is actually not perfect. Unfortunately, I can't I will teach you the secret secret and perfect way of cultivating your life."

After speaking, Monkey King turned around and threw himself into the group of monkeys, leaving only Wang Shi who was thinking hard by the stone bed.

After a while, Wang Shi sighed in a low voice: "That's really a pity!"

Wang Shi also understands a lot now, his previous training thinking was not a big mistake, but it is obvious that Sun Wukong's training method seems to be more advanced.It simply points directly to the root of the Dao, and he is worthy of being a saint's disciple.

But the Tao is right under your feet, so Wang Shi can only take one step at a time.He has made up his mind to continue practicing even the Treasure of Bone Bone. Whether it is good or bad will be a matter of a long time. At present, it is the most suitable scripture for him.

The land of the eastern pole of the Bohai Sea, the rumored Guixu, is hundreds of millions of miles away from Bahong, Bayin, and Kyushu.

The faint black lotus is silent, it floats out from the bottomless abyss under the big ravine, stops in mid-air and turns around.Mo Luo had already turned into a pool of dark green juice, slowly wriggling on the eleventh-grade lotus platform.

"Uh uh uh... I am Wutian!"

In the end, the dark green sap turned into the appearance of Moro again. He stood in the center of the thousand-foot giant lotus, glanced at the terrifying sea vortex below, and slowly looked at the far and unfathomable Xiniu Hezhou, where Lingjiu Mountain was located. .

Suddenly, there was a gathering of wind and clouds over the boundless Bohai Sea.And in the north of Guixu Sea Eye, nine black shadows with a radius of thousands of miles slowly emerged.The dark shadows that were originally blurred were even more indistinct under the water, and could even withstand the detection of the divine sense. They were distributed in rows according to the Nine Palaces.The sea roared and surged wildly, and a wall of water tens of thousands of miles long rose high.

"Huh? What an ancient and profound Jiugong Bagua Formation!"

Mo Luo looked back at Lingshan, and looked solemnly at the nine huge black shadows under the sea, each of which was almost one-third the size of the two "gates" under the bottomless abyss.

After a while, Mo Luo read softly: "So that's how it is."

"Who broke into the Rebellious Seal?"

Boom... boom... boom...

Terrifying sound waves came from the bottom of the sea, shaking the sea surface for hundreds of thousands of miles, and walls of water exploded one after another.

"Hmph! Now that the deity is injured, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. After the deity returns from the Three Realms, I will visit you again."

After Mo Luo said in a low voice, the black lotus quickly shrunk to a radius of one zhang, and then turned into a dim blue light that kept flashing, and instantly escaped from the range covered by the Jiugong Bagua array, and disappeared on the lonely and boundless sea.

When Mo Luo left completely, a half-snake-body-human-head monster appeared from the seawater waterfall beside the whirlpool of Guixu.The monster remained motionless, completely ignoring Mo Luo who fled away at high speed.It just stared straight at the dark and deep bottomless abyss, and watched the majestic waterfall flow continuously into the bottomless gully below.

And those nine vague black shadows were also silent on the bottom of the sea, as if they had never appeared before, as if everything just now was an illusion.