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Sun Wukong looked embarrassed and said, "God knows when that old Niubi will come back. I went to Lingshan this time to attend the Ten Thousand Buddhas Conference. When the Buddha disappeared, I was imprisoned here after an investigation. If he was taken away in anger, If the Buddhas from Lingshan come to make trouble, doesn't it provoke a conflict between Wuzhuangguan and Lingshan?"

Chen Muyu glanced at him strangely, "Why do you have so much respect? Does the Buddha still find a place for you?"

Sun Wukong's face trembled, "Buddhism and Taoism are both famous protectors. After all, we are also Buddhas in Lingshan. How does it feel to be tortured by Wuzhuang Temple like this? Doesn't this slap the Buddha in the face? Spread the word I don’t have a good reputation either, right?”

Chen Muyu was very happy. After all, I am afraid that the last sentence is the key point.

"Brother, I won't let you help in vain. We think you are practicing Xuanyuan Kung Fu. Hehe, we also know something about this technique. You just need to let us go and we will take you to a place to help you." You practice Xuanyuan Gong..." Sun Wukong grinned and said with a bit of temptation.

Chen Muyu was a little surprised when he heard this, "You also know Xuanyuan Gong?"

"It can't get any more familiar!"

Sun Wukong laughed, "Buddhism has the Eighty-nine Yuan Gong, and Taoism has the Nine-turn Mysterious Kung. They are both the top-level skills of Buddhism and Taoism. Unfortunately, I am practicing the Eighty-nine Yuan Gong, and now I have reached the seventh level." The ninth realm, the pinnacle of Daluojin Immortal Realm, as long as there is a suitable opportunity, you can break through to the eighth or ninth realm, the Hunyuan Daluojin Immortal Realm, hey, you don’t know the origin of this skill you cultivate, right?"

Chen Muyu shook his head, "I got it from an Erlang temple!"

"hehe!"

Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "I don't believe what you say. Erlang Shenjun is a disciple of Yuxu's sect, an authentic Taoist sect, and he practices the Taoist Nine Turns Mysterious Technique. How can he have such a technique as yours?"

Chen Muyu paused. He was not lying. He had indeed acquired this skill from the ruins under the Erlang Temple in Yandu. As for why it was there, he had no way of knowing.

"Forget it, if you don't want to tell me, I'm too lazy to ask!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, "When I was punched by you before, I felt that your punching power was weird, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be Xuanyuan Gong..."

"Is there anything wrong with this Xuanyuan Gong?" Chen Muyu asked.

Sun Wukong shook his head, "There is nothing wrong, it's just that this technique was created by the Heavenly Master of the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure, combined with the two techniques of Buddhism and Taoism. Because they both have the strengths of the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique and the Eighty-nine Yuan Gong, they are called Xuanyuan." Gong, this skill has long been lost in the immortal world..."

"Jie Jiao Kung Fu?" Chen Muyu blurted out.

Sun Wukong nodded, "Yes, it is a real Jiejiao technique, but you don't have to worry, the technique is guilt-free. In this immortal world, I don't know how many immortal cultivators yearn for this technique!"

Chen Muyu took a deep breath. Among the three pure Taoist sects in the immortal world, Yuqing Taiqing is the mainstream, and the Shangqing lineage has long been rejected to the point of disgrace.

This technique was allowed to be practiced by his cheap master. Emperor Gouchen was one of the four emperors. As Sun Wukong said, the technique was innocent. Since he was allowed to practice it, there should be no trouble.

Sun Wukong struck while the iron was hot and said, "There is a place in this immortal world that is most suitable for practicing this technique. With our help, hehe, I guarantee that it will be enough for you to break through to the immortal realm in less than half a month!"

"Immortal realm?"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, "Are you kidding? I am only at the Nascent Soul realm now!"

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you. Monks don't lie!" Sun Wukong said.

"Bragged to you!"

Chen Muyu didn't quite believe him. Other monks might not tell lies, but for the monkey in front of him, forget it.

"Hey, why don't you believe me? With my strength, is it difficult to make a mortal become an immortal instantly?" Sun Wukong said.

Chen Muyu hesitated for a moment.

It makes sense. It shouldn't be difficult for the existence of the pinnacle of Da Luo Jin Fairyland to enlighten a mortal and make him become an immortal instantly, right?

I remember watching Journey to the East when I was a kid. Didn’t Lan Caihe become an immortal thanks to Sun Wukong’s five hundred years of skill?

Of course, that was a TV show and there is no comparison with reality.

"Brother, don't underestimate yourself. I'm afraid you don't even understand the energy of your own body!" Sun Wukong said coldly.

Chen Muyu was a little surprised, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

Sun Wukong said, "Although the ginseng fruit is not fully mature, its medicinal power is so terrifying that it is impossible for a monk in the Nascent Soul stage to be able to withstand it. Even a newly immortal immortal will not lie down for a hundred and eighty years after eating the ginseng fruit." You are young, don’t even think about digesting it, but you act like a normal person, you are definitely not as simple as an ordinary Nascent Soul realm!"

Chen Muyu said, "I just digested it well!"

Sun Wukong pulled open his chest and said, "You have digested it well?"

Chen Muyu took a look and said, don't tell me, this Sun Wukong has changed into a human, and his skin is really white and tender.

On his left chest, there was a bright red area that looked like a fist mark. It could still be seen clearly through the dragnet.

"Brother, there's no need to sacrifice your appearance, I'm not good with this!" Chen Muyu said.

Sun Wukong spat, "Look here!"

After saying that, he pointed to the bruise on his chest.

"What's wrong?" Chen Muyu was confused.

Sun Wukong handed it over and rolled his eyes, "You did it!"

"Did I hit you?"

Chen Muyu was amused, "Are you kidding? With my little strength, can I hurt you?"

When I first met Sun Wukong yesterday, Sun Wukong asked him to punch him, but Chen Muyu was only at the Nascent Soul realm, so how powerful could one punch be? It's like a groundworm shaking a tree, and an ant hammering an elephant. It's impossible to even touch a hair on his head.

Sun Wukong said, "Why, you still don't admit it?"

Chen Muyu shook his head quickly, "I really didn't expect that there would be trouble in the immortal world!"

Sun Wukong interrupted him, "I have no interest in joking with you. The power of your punch earlier was at least in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian. We didn't check for a moment, and you actually knocked us away. The reason why you didn't notice it was because I They just teleported back. If you don't believe it, call Liu Yun in and try punching him."

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, a little unsure whether Sun Wukong's words were true or false.

Sun Wukong had already shouted at the top of his lungs, calling Liu Yun who was waiting outside the door to come in.

"Master-uncle?"

Liuyun looked at the two people in front of him. He heard what they just said outside.

"Hurry up and let him punch you!" Sun Wukong said directly.

Liu Yun looked at Chen Muyu, "Uncle Master, yesterday in the main hall, I did see someone flying out of the hall, but it was too fast, I didn't look carefully, I thought it was because I was dazzled..."

Liu Yun also said the same thing, which made Chen Muyu feel a little unsure.

I looked at my hands. Isn’t it true that I am really that capable?