Journey to the West: I am the fiercest bird under Bodhi's seat

Bodhi gazed at him, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he were weighing something.

After a moment, he stroked his beard and said, "Although you have acquired magic tonight, the Seventy-Two Transformations and the Thirty-Six Transformations are both transformation supernatural powers, which you may practice."

But that longevity cultivation technique... was specifically prepared for Wukong, and it's incompatible with your constitution, so you cannot cultivate it.

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, realizing the deeper meaning in the words, and he quickly turned around and asked, "Master, do you have a suitable method for me?"

Bodhi's lips curled slightly, revealing an enigmatic smile: "Of course. You possess the bloodline of the Golden Crow, and I happen to have an offensive technique here that is a perfect match for you. I only wonder if you would be willing to learn it?"

Ye Feng pressed further, "What kind of attack method is it?"

"The Cultivation Path of Donghuang Taiyi, the Ancient Lord of the Demon Race!"

"The cultivation path of Donghuang Taiyi?"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then his mind was shaken.

In today's Journey to the West era, almost no one knows this name.

That was too long ago.

Tracing back to the beginning of time, before heaven and earth had taken shape, all things were in a state of chaos and turmoil.

At that time, countless ferocious beasts roamed freely, and ancient beings that transcended our current understanding—dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, witches, demons—were everywhere.

Chaos was the defining characteristic of that era.

In that chaotic world, Donghuang Taiyi ruled over all races, forcibly uniting the scattered and disordered beings into one, and condensing them into the "demon" lineage.

It was he who created the initial order, established the ancient Heavenly Court, and took control of the universe.

Later, the war between the Lich King and the Demon King broke out, and the calamity swept across the entire prehistoric world, leaving no one unscathed.

The vast earth cracked open, and fragments rushed into the depths of the void, transforming into the countless stars that fill the sky today.

This is the past that Ye Feng knows.

Donghuang Taiyi was once a being capable of contending with saints, and was one of the most powerful beings in the world.

Most importantly, his true form is also a golden crow, and the strongest one in history.

Ye Feng knew without much thought that his attack method resonated with his own bloodline and was perfectly compatible with it.

He was about to agree when he suddenly stopped himself from speaking.

Not right.

Why is that old fellow Bodhi suddenly being so generous?

He stroked his chin with his wing, looking at Bodhi with suspicion.

But upon further reflection, he couldn't think of any hidden dangers in practicing this method.

More importantly—he truly longed for it.

During his seven years at Fangcun Mountain, although his cultivation progressed rapidly, it was mainly due to absorbing the essence of the sun every day.

A truly unique system of attack methods has yet to emerge.

The reason is as simple as it gets – Bodhi never taught it.

It makes my heart ache just thinking about it.

This old man constantly claimed to "teach according to aptitude" and treat all his disciples "equally." However, once someone became his disciple, he would not teach them any specific methods, but only spoke of the vague and ethereal Great Dao.

It wasn't that Ye Feng was deliberately slandering them; those so-called profound truths might fool others, but to him, they were nothing but empty words and platitudes, devoid of any substance.

At most, it can help people comprehend some rudimentary techniques. If they have a great opportunity, they might be able to embark on the path to immortality through it.

But that's all.

Otherwise, how could his disciples be so mediocre?

Ye Feng spent seven years on this mountain, and he only managed to figure out a method for absorbing spiritual energy on his own. Although it was faster than his instinctive absorption, it was still crude.

Previously, he had passed on to the monkey the cultivation methods and the Seventy-Two Transformations, but this was the first time he had seen the old man truly impart the teachings.

Uncertain in his heart, yet unable to find any flaws, Ye Feng decided to take a gamble.

He went straight to the point, questioning, "Old man, what's gotten into you today? Are you trying to trick me?"

Bodhi's eyelids twitched, and he flew into a rage: "You wretch! What nonsense are you spouting? Learn it or don't, get out!"

This reaction put Ye Feng at ease, and he immediately put on a playful and cheerful expression as he approached her.

"Learn, learn, learn! Master, please calm down. I was just joking with you. What if you get sick from getting angry?"

Looking at his shameless appearance, even Bodhi, with his profound spiritual cultivation, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

How could you have taken such a scoundrel as your disciple?

With a sigh of helplessness, he began to formally teach the attack techniques. Ancient and profound Dao incantations were slowly uttered, and Ye Feng listened attentively, focusing all his efforts on memorizing them.

This method is profound and obscure, with each word as if carved on a prehistoric stone tablet, exuding a savage aura, and is several times more difficult than what monkeys learn.

Even though Ye Feng already possessed the cultivation level of a Celestial Immortal, it still took him a long time and many explanations from Bodhi before he could fully memorize it.

At this time, the sky was beginning to lighten.

Bodhi Patriarch looked out the window and said calmly, "Now that you have memorized this method, go and practice it on your own."

This technique is called the "Chaos Golden Crow Technique," which leads directly to the Primordial Dao and is on par with Saint-level techniques. How much you can comprehend depends entirely on your own destiny.

Ye Feng solemnly memorized the words and kowtowed again: "Thank you for your teachings, Master."

Having said that, he flapped his wings and flew out of the window. As dawn broke, early-rising disciples were already fetching water and chopping wood to prepare breakfast.

Some people sit cross-legged and practice breathing exercises, vying for the first wisp of purple mist at dawn.

Ye Feng quietly slipped away from the crowd and returned to his residence. With a flicker, he transformed into human form.

The monkey had already returned and, seeing Ye Feng arrive late, asked, "Senior brother, why did you linger at the Ancestral Master's place for so long?"

Ye Feng chuckled softly, his eyes flashing slightly.

How could I tell you that after Patriarch Bodhi gave you special treatment, he also gave me a special meal?

He coughed lightly twice and said calmly, "It's nothing. I just had some unresolved questions in my cultivation and stayed to ask my master for guidance, which is why it took a little longer."

The monkey nodded upon hearing this, without suspecting anything.

……

Since the day the teachings were given, Fangcun Mountain has returned to silence.

On the surface, everything remained calm and uneventful, just like before.

Secretly, Ye Feng and the monkey diligently cultivated day and night without ever slacking off.

Since practicing the Chaos Golden Crow Technique, Ye Feng's originally abundant magical power has begun to quietly transform.

If his magical power was previously like a river converging, like Wang Yang's, when he made a move it was like a flowing stream, continuous and unbroken;

Now, the magical power is constantly compressed and condensed, becoming as solid and heavy as a rock.

The same total amount of magical power can produce vastly different levels of power.

Ye Feng silently weighed the situation in his mind, and couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart—

Having only cultivated for three months, although still in the late stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, his combat power is probably already enough to take on five opponents at once, easily crushing his former self.

And this is just the beginning.

Even more astonishingly, the Golden Crow True Fire within his body was also undergoing a transformation—a wisp of pitch-black light appeared within the golden flames, unfathomable and chilling to the bone.

The temperature did not rise, but instead became increasingly violent, as if it contained the power to scorch the heavens and destroy the earth.

At the same time, the bottleneck in the Celestial Immortal realm began to loosen.

The speed at which he absorbs the sun's essence has increased dramatically. Ye Feng estimates that he can completely refine the accumulated solar essence within three years.

Besides him, the monkey's progress was even more astonishing.

After seven years of rigorous training at Fangcun Mountain, he finally pushed his potential to the limit. Once he broke through, his momentum would be unstoppable.

The speed at which they cultivate now is terrifying.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had accumulated atop Huaguo Mountain for thousands of years erupted in full force at this moment.

In just three months, the monkey's aura permeated the heavens and earth, and it opened the true door to the path of immortality.

Even Ye Feng was astonished by this progress.

No wonder he dared to cause such a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace after completing his three-year training and returning to the mountain.

This is the culmination of years of forbearance!

Several months later, when the day's lessons ended, the monkey had already made some progress in his cultivation.

Bodhi Patriarch also emerged from his cave, just in time for the meeting.

The monkey, itching to show off, decided to do so.

"Master, I have recently made progress in my cultivation and can now ride the clouds."

Bodhi raised his eyes and smiled: "Since that's the case, then perform it for me."

The monkey immediately beamed with joy.

He has always loved to show off.

When I first sought the Dao, I appeared respectful and honest, but that was only because my heart was eager for the Dao and I temporarily suppressed my true nature.

Now that I have acquired the skills, how can I possibly restrain myself?

With a light touch of his toes, a cloud slowly rose, and he leisurely stepped onto it, drifting upwards with the wind.

Ye Feng stood below, looking up, barely suppressing a laugh.

Is this what you call soaring through the clouds?

But the monkey was completely unaware and continued to climb upwards with all its might.

Then they rode the clouds and flew away into the distance.

He circled in the air, landed back in the mountains, and then returned, going back and forth for two hours, covering a distance of only two or three miles.

After landing, he looked at Bodhi with a smug expression, waiting for praise.

The patriarch smiled and shook his head: "What you've done is at most 'climbing the clouds.' Immortals can travel to the Southern Ocean in the morning and rest in the Northern Sea at night. Your skill is far from that."

Upon hearing this, the monkey immediately wilted, its face filled with disappointment.

But then he thought about it again and immediately realized what was happening. He knelt down with a thud: "I beg the patriarch to teach me the true method of cloud soaring!"

Bodhi smiled slightly: "You monkey are quite clever. Very well, I have a somersault cloud technique that can cover 108,000 li in one leap, and I will teach it to you today."

The monkey was overjoyed and repeatedly kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, Ancestor! Thank you, Ancestor!"

Ye Feng, who was watching closely, immediately jumped out and shouted, "Master, I want to learn too!"

Somersault Cloud? That's a great thing!

In the world of martial arts, nothing is invincible, only fast is invincible.

This principle applies equally well to the world of gods and demons.

In Journey to the West, Sun Wukong has two fundamental supernatural powers: one is the Seventy-Two Transformations, which can be infinitely varied and adaptable to all situations;

The second is this somersault cloud.

If you encounter a truly formidable enemy and can't defeat them, a single somersault can send you flying, leaving your opponent far behind.

Many demons along the way failed to capture Sun Wukong because they couldn't catch him.

Look at what happened at Lion Camel Ridge. When they ran into the Golden-Winged Roc, not only were their supernatural powers inferior, but their speed was also completely suppressed, and they almost lost their lives on the spot.

If I can master this technique, when I encounter an invincible enemy in the future, I can turn around and leave, leaving him to eat ashes.

As long as the green hills stand, there's no shortage of firewood. As long as life remains, there's always a chance to turn things around.

Bodhi glanced at him and remained silent.

But Ye Feng had already understood the meaning in those eyes—

You little brat, you want everything?

Ye Feng gently rolled his eyes, his expression slightly helpless.

Bodhi spoke calmly: "There's no need to be greedy. This method, though wonderful, may not be suitable for you. Your true form is a Golden Crow, naturally swift. Once you master the Chaos Golden Crow Technique, your speed will far surpass the Somersault Cloud. Learning other supernatural powers now will only distract you and increase your distracting thoughts."

Ye Feng's heart trembled slightly, and he immediately composed himself.

He understood the deeper meaning behind those words—it was a reminder not to lose sight of the fundamentals by being greedy for more.

Upon careful consideration, Bodhi's words indeed made sense. As a Golden Crow, he was a unique species from the primordial era, a divine beast ranking among the pinnacle of avian life. All feathered races from the primordial era possessed an innate advantage in speed.

The fastest of them all is the Golden-Winged Roc, which can travel 90,000 li with a single flap of its wings, even surpassing Sun Wukong's somersault cloud.

While Jinwu is slightly inferior in terms of extreme speed, it is not far off.

If one reveals their true form and cultivates to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, their wingspan can reach over 80,000 li, and their flight speed is second only to the Roc.

More importantly, this speed is not fixed; it continuously increases with the advancement of one's cultivation. Once one attains the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, one may well be able to rival the Great Peng.

However, the one whose speed truly surpasses all others in the Three Realms is not the Roc, but Dijiang, one of the Twelve Ancient Ancestral Witches.

This person controls the law of speed, and is born as fast as a phantom. With a single flap of his wings, he can travel 129,600 miles. Moreover, he can ignore spatial restrictions and travel through various realms as if they were empty. No array or barrier can restrain him.

Unfortunately, after that earth-shattering war between the Lich King and the Demon King, the Demon Court collapsed, all the Ancestral Witches perished, and Dijiang also disappeared. From then on, the Golden-Winged Roc became the number one flying divine beast in the Three Realms.

Ye Feng silently adjusted his mindset and stopped thinking about it.

At this time, Bodhi had already begun to teach the monkey the Somersault Cloud Technique.

After transmitting the incantation, he lightly waved his whisk, turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the clouds and mist.