Journey to the West: Blind for 500 years, all disciples are big monsters

Chapter 63 The Dragon King's Leisurely Life

Regarding Bai Lian's breakthrough to the Golden Immortal, Monkey King felt nothing, and continued: "Why are you panicking? Even if Junior Brother Bai Lian broke through to the Golden Immortal, he only practiced one body training technique from Master, are you afraid that Senior Brother, I will not be able to restrain him? "

"No, no." Xiong Ba said hastily, shaking his head like a rattle.

In fact, a year ago, he felt that Brother Hou already had the power to break through the Golden Immortal, but he never tried it.

If you don't fly for three years, you will have long wings.

This seems to be the ancient supernatural power contained in the holy scriptures.

Before breaking through the realm, he cultivated it for three years and condensed his body, soul, and mana to the peak level, returning to the Great Perfection, and finally broke out of the cocoon and transformed into a butterfly, gave birth to wings, and soared into the sky.

And use this supernatural power to break through the realm, after the breakthrough, the clouds in the ten directions will move, and the vision will soar into the sky.

Of course, the three years here does not really refer to the three years on the earth, it is just an approximate number, and it may also be the three years in the nine heavens.

The accumulation of strength is also the result of years and months, sometimes it takes a lifetime, and it does not happen overnight.

But this monkey can't use common sense to judge.

He said three years, that is three years.

Three years later, it is basically a certainty to break through the Golden Immortal.

Xiong Ba had no doubts at all.

After all, he can feel that Brother Hou is even more terrifying and unpredictable now, that kind of abyss as deep as the sea makes him wonder how his grandma's is a heavenly monk?
Infinite supernatural powers, immortal body.

There is a great avenue circulating in every gesture.

Although it is definitely not comparable to Master, it is much better than a year ago.

At least a year ago, Xiong Ba felt that he could still catch up with Brother Hou, but now he feels more and more beyond reach.

Don't look at him also breaking through the celestial being, but he feels that his celestial being has no gold content compared to the monkey, and feels like a counterfeit.

Brother Hou's cultivation of God Demon Prison Suppressing Strength alone is estimated to have been cultivated to the level of tens of millions, which is much stronger than his own [-], not in the same order of magnitude.

Even though Brother Hou has never made a move, Xiong Ba has no doubt that any fairy in this world is not a dish in front of his senior brother, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Monkey is half a golden fairy.

Coupled with the registered disciple who is about to break through the Golden Immortal...

Immediately, Xiong Ba had a bitter face.

How could this be, why are all monsters here?
How can he live with such a harmless little bear?
"Looks like I can't be called Junior Brother Bai Lian anymore, or I'll be beaten."

The brown bear monster resentfully said.

Bai Lian had endured him for a long time before, and even if she made a move, she didn't make a real move, but this guy broke through the Golden Immortal and eliminated all the demons in his heart, and if he called him junior, maybe Bai Lian would slap him with a big smile on his face.

So no more shouting.

But it's fine.

His progress in cultivating the Dao of Wine is already slow, and these two are abnormal, so it is normal to compare them.

Xiong Ba is very peaceful
very peaceful.
Peacefully made him want to cry out loud.

"When will the master accept another apprentice? Can't he accept an ordinary little brother and sister who are as ordinary as me?"

Xiong Ba muttered like this.

Comparing with these evildoers every day, no matter how peaceful your mind is, there will be problems.

At this time, Xiong Ba began to miss the little white dragon from before.

When I went to the Dragon Palace to have a banquet, this little dragon was overwhelmed by his spirit of suppressing the prison, and wanted to go with them and come to apprentice, but was rejected by the two brothers.

If I had known, I would have brought this little white dragon to Taixutian to be my junior.

In this way, if Xiao Bailong is at the bottom, he is not the most useless one.

"Idiot, what are you talking about here? Have you finished your training? Have you studied Taoism? Have you tempered your body? At this stage, why do you have time to be in a daze? Hurry up."

Sun Wukong urged immediately.

Don't look at what he said verbally, "Oh, it's okay, so what if the little white lotus breaks through the golden fairy, as a brother, I can still hold it down", but Xiong Ba knows that this monkey is more anxious than himself.

A registered disciple has a higher level of cultivation than the two of them, who can bear it.

Seeing the monkey carrying the mountain to continue training, Xiong Ba felt a little broken in his heart.

Sometimes, seeing people who are more talented than you work harder than yourself, no one can understand the despair that is hard to flatter.

"Hurry up, little brother, this is so naive and too curly, it makes my old bear's scalp tingle, everyone is not human."

With tears in his eyes, Xiong Ba silently carried another mountain.

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Golden Turtle Island, Tenglong Cave.

Inside the cave, there is a fairy palace with smoke cages, a dragon pavilion with fragrant mist, the light shakes the alchemy, and the clouds blow the emerald flowers. It is a treasure land of immortals.

King Teng Long sat on the grand teacher's chair made of Taihua purple wood, holding bamboo slips in his hands, but he didn't read a few lines, but closed his eyes and meditated.

Ever since he broke through to the True Immortal, he has been a bit lazy in his cultivation.

After all, to become a true immortal, the status in the Xihai dragon clan is much higher than that of ordinary dragon kings, so what is the need for such efforts.

Today's dragon bloodlines are declining, coupled with the suppression of heaven, it is more difficult to cultivate into a golden immortal than to ascend to heaven.

But the Dragon Palace serves the Heavenly Court, and with the Heavenly Court as its support, other prehistoric forces dare not provoke it.

For example, the Demon King Flood Dragon who roams across the West Sea, as the overlord of the West Sea, even if he commanded a hundred thousand elite monster soldiers, he would definitely not dare to run wild on the territory of the Dragon Palace. .

That's why the Jiao Demon King is eyeing the Dragon Palace covetously, and for the past 10 years, he only dared to make noises near the Western Sea, but did not dare to actually do anything.

West Sea Dragon Palace has been peaceful for a long time.

As long as the Heavenly Court does not fall, no one or any force can threaten the Dragon Palace.

Even if he was accidentally captured by hostile forces, no monster would dare to tear up his ticket. At most, he just threatened the West Sea Dragon Palace and asked the old Dragon King to give him some benefits, so he sent the little monster back.

Therefore, King Teng Long felt that there was no need to continue to practice.

The same is true for other dragon races. After cultivating into a true immortal, they feel that the dragon has come to an end.

There are jiao girls kneading, clam girls playing music, and sea girls dancing gracefully.

Isn't this dragon life much more comfortable than the common people in the world?
Why do you have to work hard to find happiness for yourself.

Of course, Dragon King Teng is relatively pure-hearted and ascetic. Although he also likes beauties, he is much more restrained than other dragon kings, which is why he can cultivate into a true immortal.

There is no genius in the world, he, King Teng Long, just used other people's flamboyant things in his cultivation.

However, after achieving the small goal of becoming an immortal, King Teng Long slacked off a lot.

Every day I read idle books, watch the dragon girl playing the piano, and take a nap with my arms around the dragon girl when I am tired. After waking up, I drink some afternoon tea. After a little tossing, it will be night, and a little more at night will be daytime.

With such a leisurely mood, how can there be time for cultivation?
This kind of life is leisurely and comfortable, and King Teng Long feels that there is nothing wrong with it.

After all, the vast majority of dragon kings live more extravagantly than him.

Including the head of the West Sea Dragon Palace.

At this time, King Teng Long was taking a nap as usual, when he heard the sound of clouds rising and wind whistling outside the door, which was the movement of the dragon clan breaking through the air.

King Teng Long let out a light snort, not knowing which Dragon King came to visit his humble house.

Immediately put down the bamboo slips and walked out.

I saw a little white dragon descending from the sky, and when it landed, it turned into a handsome man in a Chinese robe.

King Teng Long was slightly taken aback.

It was Ao Lie's nephew who came!

(End of this chapter)