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Chapter 182 It’s very simple, I will become the emperor!
"Become an immortal?" Sun Wukong laughed heartily and said to Nangong Zhengdao, "It's still early! You can fly into the immortal realm now, but you're still treading on the human realm, not even close to the immortal path."

When Nangong Zheng heard that he was still a mortal being, he asked in confusion, "I ascended to the immortal realm, but doesn't that make me an immortal?"

According to legend, powerful beings at the second level of the immortal realm can ascend to the immortal world, and saints are even said to be immortal and indestructible in that world.

Can't such an existence be called an immortal?

"Becoming an immortal requires going through thousands of tribulations and hundreds of lifetimes!"

"Without going through some trials and tribulations, even if you enter the Immortal Realm, having an infinite lifespan is not necessarily a good thing. In the Immortal Realm, cultivating the mind and only cultivating strength will be suppressed by the Immortal Realm's avenue. Those whose Dao hearts are not firm will find it difficult to move forward, and will ultimately choose to transform into Dao and die!"

Sun Wukong explained the pros and cons to everyone.

No matter what path of cultivation one takes, it all emphasizes cultivating the mind, especially now that the Three Pure Ones have settled in the fairyland, using the three energies of Daluo, Shengxuan and Yuanshi to integrate the fairyland and return it to its place.

In the fairyland, the mark of the heart of heaven is Minghe Lingbao Tianzun. Under the suppression of the immortal way, the fairyland will evolve towards what the Three Pure Ones want in their hearts.

In the fairyland of the Three Pure Ones, cultivating the mind is the only way for cultivators. If they want to avoid cultivating the mind and only cultivate strength, the road will only become more difficult.

Nangong Zheng was not afraid when he heard this. He cultivated his mind and he had already been on the path of cultivating his mind.

"I will first cultivate in the human world to see where my limits are, and then ascend to immortality when I die."

Nangong Zheng made up his mind.

After listening to what Sun Wukong said, Duan De understood the horror of the upper realm. He sighed and said, "Now that you mention it, I don't dare to ascend anymore."

"You?" Sun Wukong glanced at Duan De and said, "It's okay for you to go up there. You're a five-generation old idiot. Your character is absolutely first-rate. You can live for millions of years without any problem."

"Really?" Duan De was delighted and looked at Nangong Zheng. As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, the whole family will prosper.

Let Master Nangong take me up there, and then I'll wander around the fairyland and dig up all the graves there.

Sun Wukong saw through Duan De's thoughts and pointed them out directly: "Don't even think about it. The fairyland has been redeveloped, the terrain has changed, and all the immortal tombs and ancient tombs are gone."

When Duan De heard this, he thought that there were no graves to dig in the fairyland, so he might as well stay in the mortal world and continue to transform, waiting for the day when he could become an immortal.

"However, if you want to dig graves, I know there are some places with a lot of graves, but the journey is far, I wonder if you are willing to go."

Sun Wukong's sudden change of subject made Duan De's eyes light up. He quickly asked, "Where is it? I am a great archaeologist with a lofty ideal. I am committed to straightening out the course of human progress and recreating true history through underground cemeteries."

"I'm not afraid of wind and rain, or long journeys. As long as I can restore the truth of history, I'm willing to do it."

Sun Wukong suddenly laughed, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Great, the universe is in need of talents like you."

"The universe of stars?" Duan De's face changed. The other party wouldn't want to throw him to another world, right?

"There are countless tombs there, and within them lie numerous magical weapons: the transcriber that can reproduce artifacts from thin air, the miniature galaxy that can enlighten wisdom, and the Votom reality piercer that can transcend reality and illusion."

Sun Wukong threw out a series of treasures from the Tomb of the Stars, which immediately made Duan De drool: "These are some wonderful treasures, these are some wonderful treasures."

Duan De's eyes lit up as he heard about these treasures and he couldn't wait to run over and explore them.

"Don't worry, I'll call you over once I've arranged that area."

Sun Wukong suppressed Duan De's heart. He was determined to obtain the world of stars. There was the way for the empire to ascend from natural disasters. After the ascension, it could be transformed into a higher-dimensional existence, which was very suitable as the cornerstone for him to completely step into the realm of the other shore.

"Great Sage, I have collected the six roots. Can I revive my father?"

The Holy Prince retrieved six objects from the Sea of Bitterness. Previously, he had been reluctant to gather all six senses immediately, fearing the monks on Mount Xumi might retaliate. Now, with the Great Sage Equaling Heaven here, the matter of his father, the Holy Emperor of Fighting, should be resolved.

"Of course, I'm here to help you, so feel free to do what you want."

When the Holy Prince heard the response, he relaxed and the six fingers in his hands gradually came together.

The sky, which was originally clear, was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

A vortex of thunder swept across the sky, and streaks of thunder from the emperor appeared from the clouds, glaring angrily at those who tried to defy the will of heaven and disrupt time and space.

A golden figure came from Mount Sumeru in the west, and the Fighting Buddha and the Divine Silkworm Princess rushed here.

When Fighting Buddha saw Sun Wukong, he was startled at first, then turned to his nephew. Only when he saw that the Holy Prince was fine did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But when he saw the great emperor's thunder in the sky, he could no longer remain calm. What on earth had his nephew done to anger heaven and earth?
At this moment, the Holy Prince took a deep breath and said to the six souls floating in the air, about to gather:

"Resurrection, my father!"

Rumble!
As soon as he finished speaking, the heaven and earth were enraged, and the figure of a great emperor materialized and attacked in the direction of the six-rooted instrument.

The marks on the six instruments slowly squirmed and gathered, but the thunder tribulation did not give him any time to gather. It arrived in an instant and was about to annihilate the soul of the Fighting Saint Emperor!

"Not good!" Fighting Buddha's pupils shrank as he realized that his nephew was going against the will of heaven.

"Nephew, what on earth have you done?"

"How did you do it? Why did my brother's spirit appear in this world?"

The Holy Prince gritted his teeth and quickly transmitted his divine thoughts. Fighting Buddha was shocked and his eyes swept over Sun Wukong. He always thought that this monkey who looked like his brother was another flower?

But now it looks more like his brother's reincarnation has come back to life!
The Fighting Buddha, who is proficient in the law of faith, naturally understands that faith is a kind of method of longevity. As long as there is enough faith, it is enough to gather the fragments of true spirits scattered on the earth and resurrect the dead!
So, Sun Wukong is the second incarnation. He organized the Journey to the West and accumulated a lot of faith for Nangong Zheng and the Holy Prince, just to revive his own spirit, return himself, and achieve perfection?

Fighting Buddha didn't have time to think, he immediately moved closer quickly, trying to take the attack.

Facing the thunder tribulation of the Great Emperor, Fighting and Victory Buddha murmured, "What should I do? I am old and frail, my energy and blood are declining. I cannot withstand this thunder tribulation of the Great Emperor, and my brother's spirit will also collapse."

He began to chant in his heart, communicating with the gods of the Black Gold Immortal Iron and the Demon-Subduing Pestle. He wanted to use the two imperial weapons to resist the heavenly calamity.

On Mount Sumeru, the demon-subduing pestle vibrated, and the gods were about to wake up. The same was true for the black gold iron in the sky, and the gods were about to wake up.

"That's not necessary!"

Sun Wukong suppressed the Emperor's soldiers' awakening rhythm and stood up: "It's just the Emperor's thunder tribulation!"

Fighting Buddha was stunned, and his anger was overwhelming: "Are you crazy? You are only at the level of a Great Sage!"

"Without the help of the Emperor's soldiers, how can we resist the Emperor's thunder tribulation?"

These are the projections of the great emperors of the past that Tianxin activated. Each of them is a genuine great emperor. Just standing in the void, it seems as if the great Dao is about to be wiped out.

"It's very simple. I will become an emperor!"

Sun Wukong smiled indifferently!
　I can still write and should be able to finish coding after midnight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)