Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 166 Wukong's Mental Cultivation

The next day.

The sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.

Green Vine Canyon is a remote place located on the outskirts of the capital. As soon as you step into it, you will be greeted by lush greenery.

On both sides of the canyon, the mountains are covered with varying shades of green, which, when blown by a gentle breeze, resemble a vibrant green wave.

In the very center of the canyon, a rushing river meanders forward, golden light slanting down, the river surface shimmering, golden specks twinkling, like little sprites dancing and leaping on it.

Wukong and Axing walked along the riverbank, continuing their journey deeper into the canyon.

Along the way, Wukong held the back of his head with both hands, curiously looking around, looking extremely content.

The forests on both banks swayed in the wind, rustling softly. Every now and then, the clear and melodious chirping of birds could be heard from the forest, intertwining with the babbling of the river and the rustling of the leaves to create a beautiful symphony.

"Hey, Xing, do you usually cultivate here?" Wukong asked casually.

Ah Xing walked alongside him, and after hearing his question, she looked at the rushing river and smiled slightly, saying, "Yes, but strictly speaking, it's further in, at the end of this river."

"The end of the river?"

Wukong blinked and asked curiously, "Is that where your sect is located?"

Ah Xing smiled and said, "Yes and no."

"what?"

Wukong was somewhat puzzled by his answer.

Ah Xing explained, "The sect I belong to doesn't have its own base. We can cultivate wherever we want. It's just that the environment here is very suitable for our cultivation, so we've been staying here to cultivate."

"You can think of it this way: our school is nomadic, so this place isn't really ours. But since nobody comes here often, and we frequently stay here to cultivate, you could say it's our place."

Wukong scratched his face: "I see. So how many of you are there? By the way, your master should be more powerful than you, right? I'd like to spar with him if I get the chance."

A look of anticipation suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Ah Xing paused for a moment, turned to look at him, shook his head and smiled: "My master is indeed more powerful than me, but you can't see him now."

Without giving Wukong a chance to question, he continued, "The school I belong to is called the Heavenly Heart School. It is different from other schools. There is only one disciple in our school, which means that there are only two people in the school, including my master."

"My master said that most people in our school of cultivation cannot endure the training. He had taken in several disciples before me, but they all ran away after only a few days of training."

"After I became a disciple, my master never took on any other disciples, so there are currently only my master and me in the sect."

Wukong nodded thoughtfully: "Then what about your master? Why did you say I can't see him now?"

"Because he left."

Ah Xing looked sentimental.

"After I successfully cultivated my spiritual power, my master told me that he had never left this country in his entire life. Now that I have completed my training, he can leave here with peace of mind and go out to see the world."

Wukong blinked.

So you've left. That's a bit of a shame.

Just then, a rumbling sound came from ahead. Ah Xing pointed ahead and said, "Do you see that, Wukong? That's where I usually train."

Upon hearing the sound, Wukong looked over and saw a white ribbon, over fifty meters wide, plunging down from a towering cliff at the end of the river ahead, like a roaring white dragon crashing into the river below.

A mist of water splashed across the river, and a rainbow with graceful curves appeared and disappeared in the mist, shimmering with beautiful colors.

The sheer grandeur and magnificence of this place are breathtaking, compelling one to pause and marvel at its beauty.

As they drew closer, the deafening sound of the rushing water became increasingly clear to their ears.

Wukong glanced at both sides of the waterfall from time to time, and after noticing that they were both gray-brown rock walls, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Ah Xing, where are you cultivating? I can't see any place to stay."

Ah Xing revealed a mysterious smile: "Take another look, Wukong."

Wukong then opened his eyes wide and looked again carefully, but still couldn't see anything.

Ah Xing then pointed out, "There's a small platform below the waterfall."

With the hint, Wukong looked again and finally saw that there did indeed seem to be a platform behind the waterfall.

"So that's where it was."

Wukong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly took a step and ran along the riverbank.

Then, when you reach a suitable distance, stomp your feet on the ground, and your whole body will draw an arc in the air and crash straight into the waterfall!

This sudden scene left Ah Xing stunned.

"He... he just jumped over it??"

Ah Xing gained a new understanding of Wukong's extraordinary physical abilities.

Keep in mind that this distance is at least thirty or forty meters. No normal person could jump that far!

After regaining his senses, he shook his head and smiled. Now it seemed that he had no reason to lose to his opponent.

Behind the waterfall, Wukong landed on a stone platform of about two square meters and looked around curiously.

After a while, he scratched his face in confusion: "There's nothing here, so how do I cultivate mental power?"

Just then, a figure swung through the waterfall, grabbing onto a green vine and swaying in.

Ah Xing loosened the green vines growing on the outer rock wall, looked at Wukong and smiled slightly: "Wukong, do you know why we call that power the power of the mind?"

"Why?" Wukong asked, puzzled.

"Because our practice doesn't focus on martial arts like other schools, but rather on cultivating the mind, allowing the soul to connect with nature and gain the ability to perceive all things."

As Ah Xing explained, he sat down next to Wukong.

"Sit down, Wukong."

Wukong didn't understand, but he still obediently sat down like Ah Xing.

"I'm seated, and then what?"

"Then close your eyes, clear your mind, and use your heart to feel the environment."

Ah Xing said with his eyes closed.

Wukong turned his head to look at him, blinked, and then closed his eyes as he was told, trying to use his so-called heart to feel the environment.

After about half a minute, Ah Xing asked softly, "Did you feel anything?"

Wukong opened his eyes abruptly, but seeing that Ah Xing's eyes were still closed, he immediately closed them again and replied, "I think it's so noisy, all I can hear is the sound of water."

Less than a meter ahead of them was the massive waterfall cascading down the cliff.

At such close range, the thunderous roar of the water was extremely loud, and it could be said that apart from the sound of the water, no other sound could be heard at all.