My believers are time travelers

Since Xia Qihong taught Sun Wukong 72 changes.

It seems to be particularly suitable for this set of techniques.

When the peach trees in the back mountain are ripe again.

He has cultivated the 72 Transformations of Earth Sha to the perfection.

Non-Da Luojing monks can't see through.

"Wukong, how can you be so mischievous as a teacher."

Xia Qihong knocked a chestnut on a peach tree by the side of the road.

"Haha, master, you still found out."

Ever since Sun Wukong's Earth Sha 72 transformation has achieved great success.

The master and the apprentice took this as a play and never tired of it.

Just as the master and apprentice were laughing, nectar fell from the sky, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, and the avenue resonated.

The spirits and monsters in the mountain bowed in the direction of the Three Star Cave on the oblique moon.

There are many visions in the whole square inch mountain.

"Your master is back."

Xia Qihong was overjoyed and told Wukong to wait here before going to see him.

After recovering his original appearance, he came to the main hall.

I saw Taoist Bodhi sitting cross-legged on the altar with his eyebrows tightly locked. "Teacher, but this discussion has changed."

Looking at his most beloved disciple, Taoist Bodhi smiled kindly.

"No, it's because of this great catastrophe, the heavenly secrets are chaotic, and I can't calculate it in detail even as a teacher and fellow Taoists."

"I only know that since the catastrophe, it is another action against my dragon clan by the evil spirits from outside the sky."

"Master, don't we have the strength to fight back?"

Taoist Bodhi looked up towards the sky and shook his head slowly.

"It's too late, everything is too late."

Seeing that the master was depressed, Xia Qihong told the story of taking in a proud student.

"Oh, so, do you think he can inherit Fangcunshan's orthodoxy?"

As expected, Taoist Bodhi seemed a little happy.

The master has always attached great importance to the unification of inheritance and Taoism.

Taoist Bodhi stretched out his hand and counted with his fingers.

The original He Xu's face suddenly turned livid.

"It's so good that you can turn the clouds and rain with one hand, and actually plan to plot my every inch."

He stood up and took Xia Qihong into his sleeve with the skill of the universe in his sleeve.

In the next moment, it appeared in the back mountain.

"Rebel, don't show up quickly."

Why is the master who turned into a stone Monkey King and returned without knowing it was furious.

Hastily withdrew the 72 changes and turned back into the original body.

Kneeling in front of Taoist Bodhi, waiting to be dealt with.

"Rebel, I don't want you to be so stubborn, and you only study 72 transformations and other small skills all day long."

Bodhi Taoist saw Wukong as Xia Qihong said.

Zhongling Yuxiu, mighty and extraordinary is indeed the lineage of the Dragon Clan.

Helpless is the son of this catastrophe.

Now the dragon clan is weak and is being targeted by evil spirits everywhere.

Under the confusion of heavenly secrets, even the Taoist Bodhi would not dare to cause cause and effect between Fang Cun's lineage and the son of the catastrophe.

"Forget it, let's go. From now on, don't pretend to be my bloodline in front of others."

"Don't tell others that you are a disciple of my Bodhi Taoist."

He was afraid that Xia Qihong's master-student relationship would fall into catastrophe in the future.

He took the initiative to assume the title of mentor and apprentice with Monkey King.

"Master, this disciple has never made a mistake."

Taoist Bodhi's words exploded in Sun Wukong's ears like thunder.

On weekdays, with exquisite seven orifices, he must have seen the difference between Taoist Bodhi and Xia Qihong.

But at this time, he was distracted by the words of Taoist Bodhi.

Like ants in a casserole, spinning around in circles.

I don't know why the master wants to expel himself from the master.

In desperation, I had to keep begging the master.

Seeing Wukong's miserable expression, Taoist Bodhi was afraid that he would be moved with compassion, which would cause Fangcun Yimai to fall into catastrophe.

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeves, Wukong was moved outside the square inch mountain.

Wukong still wanted to enter the mountain, but Taoist Bodhi opened the mountain protection array.

"Teacher, why did you drive Wukong out of the mountain gate?"

Xia Qihong who was released knelt in front of Taoist Bodhi and looked at him stubbornly.

"Oh, idiot."

Taoist Bodhi had no choice but to tell Xia Qihong about the catastrophe.

It turns out that under the operation of the law of heaven, there is no fixed protagonist in the world.

Like a dragon and a phoenix, like a lich, like a human race.

No matter who is the protagonist, they are all from the dragon clan.

But now, after the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, the protagonists of the world are still humans.

Today's Dao seems to be partial to the human race.

But under the ebb and flow of each other, the cultivation talent of the human race is getting worse and worse.

The newborn human race no longer had the heroic appearance it once had when overcoming obstacles.

But this catastrophe was blinded by heaven's secrets, and many powerful calculations could only be calculated. This catastrophe had the intention of targeting the Dragon Clan.

According to his calculation, Sun Wukong is the one who should be robbed in this catastrophe.

Wukong appeared in Fangcun Mountain where the gate of the forbidden mountain was closed, and it was the mastermind behind the scenes who intended to pull Fangcun Mountain in response to the robbery.

Listening to Taoist Bodhi's narration, Xia Qihong recalled the process of accepting disciples, which was indeed a little unreasonable.

It seems that someone is pushing it somewhere.

It was a matter of Fangcun, he no longer forced Wukong to stay in the mountains.

The old events of Jinbie Island are still vivid.

But under the deep love between master and apprentice, he still couldn't help it.

"Master, can't you keep Wukong?"

"All saints are ants, not to mention, alas."

Leaving half a sentence unfinished, Taoist Bodhi left.

Xia Qihong knew what the master was thinking, so he didn't say anything more.

He came to Wukong and sat cross-legged on the ground.

After Sun Wukong entered Fangcun Mountain many times without any results, he sat cross-legged quietly in front of the mountain.

What he didn't know was that Xia Qihong was also sitting quietly opposite.

Xia Qihong could see him, but he couldn't see through the formation.

The two masters and apprentices sat silently facing each other.

On this day, Wukong, who had been sitting on a square inch outside the mountain for a hundred years, moved.

The dusty stone skin on his body rustled down.

"From now on, I will let all the heavens and all worlds know the name of Monkey King."

"At that time, the master will definitely let me return to the entrance wall."

After speaking, Monkey King left without looking back.

After Wukong left, Xia Qihong also began to retreat.

He secretly swore that he must break through to the Saint Realm.

With one's own strength, protect Wukong comprehensively.

At this moment, Xia Qihong was confused by the illusion, and completely forgot that he was going through the catastrophe of the heart demon.

Under Ku Sen's deliberate guidance, Xia Qihong's obsession magnified infinitely.

Obsession is like substance, entwining him.

Kusen was quite satisfied. If this continued, Xia Qihong would fall into his control two or three more times.

Under his control, Xia Qihong entered the next illusion.

……

The battle of the Conferred Gods that lasted thousands of years is finally over.

The Great Desolate Continent, which had been shattered to pieces in previous wars, was completely broken up.

It was artificially divided into 36 heavens.

Taihuang Huang Zengtian lived in Luzhou in the north.

Xia Qihong's descendants of the Shang Dynasty lived here.

The climate here is bitter and cold, and supplies are scarce.

Losers of previous wars live.

Parents always like to recall the past after drinking.

Who is the emperor Xin Yingming who is martial, brave and good at fighting.

However, he was framed by the Zhou tribe, which is also a branch of the dragon clan and a branch of the human race.

With the support of the foreign demons, he seized the throne of the emperor.

The monks of Jinbie Island who supported Di Xin were also killed.

Occasional survivors were also enslaved in captivity.

The orthodoxy of Jinbie Island is not passed on.

After waking up, under Xia Qihong's questioning, he kept silent.

Under such circumstances, the young Xia Qihong followed his elder brother in the clan to study art in a place called Fangcun Xuegong.

The Fangcun Academy only recruits pure descendants of the Dragon Race.

Those who have changed their bloodlines by practicing the exercises issued by the Heavenly Court will not be accepted.

Here, the skills of various ethnic groups are taught, and the lost spells are taught.

There is only one Mr., who claims to be a Bodhi Taoist.