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Chapter 51 It’s broken, I became Tang Monk
Ye Fan sighed, no wonder Elder Pig loved to scold Sun Wukong, this plague-inducing Bi Ma Wen really loved to cheat people.

Sun Wukong said with a grin:

"The cultivation methods of your universe, such as the Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Dragon Transformation, and Four Poles, all focus on cultivating the physical body, and only at the last stage of the Immortal Platform do you cultivate the Primordial Spirit. In the eyes of the immortals and Buddhas of this world, these are unorthodox practices and are not worthy of being considered immortals!"

"Now I will give you another Dao Fruit. Once you have survived another thunder tribulation and cultivated a body of immortality, who do you think will break through the defense?"

"The immortal body. Those immortals and Buddhas are jealous and want to capture me. I definitely can't stop them."

"How could that be?" Sun Wukong patted Ye Fan's shoulder and said, "Don't worry about what your Monkey Brother is doing."

"I won't cheat you. I'm not as mean as Xuanzang."

Ye Fan complained in his heart: I don’t believe you at all. Which good person would think of sting enforcement? I think you are a monkey with a black heart.

"But my cultivation is shallow, I can't withstand the thunder tribulation even if there is one."

"Don't be afraid. I'll say hello to the heavens for you. You can get struck, but it won't kill you."

Ye Fan still wanted to argue with Sun Wukong and get some more good stuff from him.

Sun Wukong said with a righteous look on his face, "Brother, you are not fishing just for me!"

"You fish for the sake of all living things. You carry the lives of all three realms on your shoulders."

"Just think about it, if the gods and Buddhas thirst for life essence and all living beings turn into mummies, that would be a hell on earth. Can you bear it?"

Ye Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Great Sage, you are actually using moral kidnapping. Isn't that too shameless?"
Even so, Ye Fan still felt sympathy. He nodded and said, "I can come to help, but Brother Monkey, you are not allowed to cheat me again."

In the original novel, although Ye Fan is called Ye Hei and is a bit sinister, his character is absolutely impeccable, unlike a certain God King in the Blood Moving Realm.

"Don't worry, it's covered!"

Sun Wukong clapped his hands and cheered: "No success without hard work. After this hard work, I believe you will be able to better understand the Heavenly Emperor Fist."

"Comprehensive the Heavenly Emperor Fist?" Ye Fan was puzzled. It seemed that the fist technique taught by the Jade Emperor only had one punch, and this punch represented the three realms of the universe.

Sun Wukong set a trap for Ye Fan while talking and laughing: "The Emperor of Heaven suppresses everything. No matter the Three Realms, Four Continents, Five Immortals and Six Paths, they all have to bow down to his iron fist. It can be said that the iron fist is invincible, old Jade Emperor."

"Thus, suppressing everything gave rise to the true meaning of the four boxing techniques. Have you understood them all?"

Ye Fan was confused. It turns out that the Heavenly Emperor Fist has so many variations?
"It seems you haven't even scratched the surface. The true meaning isn't in the boxing technique; it's just an outline. You need your own understanding to fill it in. In other words, you have to forge your own path!"

"Brother Monkey, I'm helping you gain enlightenment. Once you've been tempered enough and gained new insights through these hardships, you'll have a whole new understanding of boxing."

"Brother Ye Fan, this immortal fruit is also for you to realize the great Dao. Do you think I can cheat you?"

Ye Fan was shocked, and a warm feeling came over him: He is indeed Brother Monkey, it turns out he is not trying to trick me, he is still thinking about me.

Looking at Ye Fan who was fooled by him, Sun Wukong chuckled and drew out a trace of Taoist energy from his fingertips, emitting colorful light. All the auspicious energy condensed into one and turned into a jade stone like agate.

"The fruit of immortality!"

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to this immortality fruit. Just by looking at it, their bodies instinctively yearned for it. They believed that as long as they could refine this fruit, they would be able to live in eternal health and no longer have to worry about their lifespan.

The eyes of Tiger, Monkey and others struggled, and finally they closed their eyes. This kind of thing was too tempting for people like them who had not achieved immortality.

The Great Sage Huang Feng just meditated and practiced, cursing inwardly: Stinky monkey, you really know how to fish!
Zhu Bajie exhaled and said silently: "Don't worry, don't worry, I will prove it myself in the future!"

Only people like Xuanzang, Yang Jian and Nezha who have waited for immortality have no feelings about this.

The Dao Fruit dropped colorful light and poured into Ye Fan's head. Gradually, the colorful light became illusory, and the Dao Fruit disappeared in the air. The energy of immortality nourished the opponent's acupoints, and finally sank into the depths of the sea of suffering and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Fan smacked his lips, and all the pores on his body opened up, as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit: "Is that all? I haven't even tasted it yet."

Zhu Bajie snorted, "What are you talking about, kid? Believe it or not, I can kill you with one bite!"

Sun Wukong shook his head and smiled: "This is not a ginseng fruit, how can it taste like that." "But now you are emitting the aura of immortality, so in the eyes of others you are a ginseng fruit."

"If I were the Dark Immortal, I wouldn't be able to resist grabbing you and refining you in an instant!"

Ye Fan suddenly realized, "Oh no, I've become Tang Monk."

"Hehehe——" Tang Xuanzang pounced on Ye Fan's back, grabbed Ye Fan and laughed heartily.

Ye Fan was startled suddenly, his body turned cold, and he looked at Sun Wukong with resentment like a young widow: "Brother Monkey, you tricked me again!"

"What's the point of this? Young people should endure more hardships. If you don't, how can we old people enjoy life?"

Sun Wukong teased Ye Fan, and Ye Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Alas, Monkey Brother, what have you learned since your trip to Earth?"

Sun Wukong spread his hands and said, "I didn't learn anything. I just learned one sentence."

"What?"

Sun Wukong pretended to be profound, looked up to the sky and sighed: "If you want to be the dragon and elephant of the Buddhas, you must first be the ox and horse of the sentient beings!"

Ye Fan: "Alas, Monkey Brother, you have been making me work like an ox or a horse. When will I be able to become a dragon or an elephant?"

"Tomorrow, tomorrow."

While Sun Wukong was chatting and laughing, he pointed his finger and Lingji Bodhisattva was instantly resurrected. He had a human head and a bird body, spread his wings, and cried towards the sky. The sound was like wonderful music.

No wonder Lingji Bodhisattva can speak like a lotus. If it is accompanied by musical instruments, the sound of opera chanting in people's ears will make people happy and believe everything they say.

"Whee!"

"Head! Head!"

The Great Sage Huang Feng immediately held up the head and placed the huge Buddha head on Lingji's neck. Lingji Bodhisattva stretched his neck and said, "It's okay, but my mind is empty. I'm a little uncomfortable."

Sun Wukong found his feeling, smiled, and walked up to Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, do you think I'm pretending well?"

Yang Jian smiled gently: "You monkey, what Bodhisattva would laugh like a monkey?"

"You need to be more solemn, narrow your eyes, and put on a smile."

Sun Wukong, disguised as Lingji Bodhisattva, immediately entered the state under Yang Jian's guidance. He narrowed his eyes and looked arrogant: "Amitabha, the master of Mount Xumi, Lao Ne, greets all the laymen."

Yang Jian nodded: "This time it's similar, but there is a problem with your temperament. Lingji and others have dark thoughts, so you need to be more gloomy."

"Hehehe!" Lingji Bodhisattva sneered three times, and Yang Jian immediately got goosebumps: "No, no, it's too dark, and it needs to have some hypocritical feeling."

Sun Wukong sighed and continued to play the role of Lingji Bodhisattva. At this moment, when he was dressed as a Bodhisattva, there was three parts of contempt, three parts of coldness, and four parts of indifference in his eyes.

Bodhisattva Lingji sneered and said, "You are ignorant of fate, so you deserve this calamity. Wait until I, the old man, ask the Buddha Tathagata to come and subdue you evildoers!"

Upon seeing this, Great Sage Huang Feng took a cold breath. He held a steel fork in his hand and stabbed Lingji with all his might, but Lingji twisted his body and dodged.

Lingji Bodhisattva wiped his hand across his face, revealing a hairy face: "Yellow Wind Monster, look carefully at who I am!"

The Great Sage Yellow Wind suddenly realized something and murmured, "I really thought it was that old creature who had come back to life."

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, even Lingji's disciples can't tell the difference. Now, even Tathagata would never have guessed that under the skin of Lingji Bodhisattva, there is another face."

He turned to look at everyone and said, "Nezha, Yang Jian, and Xuanzang, you hide. The Six Dings and Six Jias also go back. I, Bajie, and Ye Fan will go on the journey."

"I'll see if I can lure them to Xiao Xitian and catch them in a trap!"

Sun Wukong chuckled.

(End of this chapter)