Ten thousand worlds come: the beginning deduces the perfect Saitama

"Seven years." Patriarch Bodhi nodded, "Seven years is indeed not long, so it's time for you to leave Samsung Cave."

"Leave Samsung Cave." Monkey King nodded, but did not react.

Immediately afterwards, his complexion changed and his voice became louder.

"Leaving Samsung Cave?"

"Yes, leave Samsung Cave." Patriarch Bodhi said.

"Teacher, I haven't cultivated well yet, and I still have many doubts..." Sun Wukong said hastily.

Sun Wukong didn't want to leave Samsung Cave, mainly because he didn't want to leave with Wu Feng.

As for the others, Sun Wukong has no regrets.

"Sun Wukong, the relationship between you and me as a master and apprentice is over, so you should leave." Patriarch Bodhi shook his head.

"Wukong." Wu Feng said to Sun Wukong, "Since the teacher said it, there must be a reason for the teacher. You leave Samsung Cave for now. If I have a chance, I will come to Huaguo Mountain where you are."

"Brother." Sun Wukong opened his mouth and nodded heavily, "Teacher Bodhi, how long can I stay in Samsung Cave.

"In one day, pack your bags and you will be able to leave." Patriarch Bodhi said, "I believe that with your current strength, you will have the ability to protect yourself when you leave the Three Star Cave."

Now that Sun Wukong has the strength of a golden fairy, the Bodhi Patriarch, who is a quasi-sage, can naturally detect it.

"I understand." Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, "Brother, you must come to me."

"If there is a chance." Wu Feng nodded.

"The old grandson will go, Sanxing Cave doesn't matter." Sun Wukong laughed loudly, his figure turned into a white light, left the Sanxing Cave, and disappeared.

It is different from the Monkey King in the original history.

Because of the teaching of the Bodhi Patriarch, Sun Wukong in history made him have a deep affection for the Three Star Cave and the Bodhi Patriarch.

But today's Monkey King doesn't have much nostalgia for Samsung Cave.

The most important thing to him is his senior brother Wu Feng.

"Hey..." Seeing Sun Wukong leaving, Patriarch Bodhi sighed, "Xiaofeng, you know that there is a real strong man watching this monkey. You'd better have less contact with Sun Wukong in the future."

"It's good for you, and it's good for Monkey King."

"Master, who would stare at Sun Wukong?" Wu Feng asked pretending not to know.

"It's okay to tell you."

"Behind Monkey King, there is the Second Saint of the West, the strongest saint in the world.

Chapter 190 What About Saints!Open the road to the mythical powerhouse!

"The Second Saint of the West, the legendary saint." Wu Feng said softly, "It's just a stone monkey, but it can be seen by the saint. Why?"

"For the two sages of the West, the existence of Sun Wukong is related to the prosperity of their Buddhism in the future." Patriarch Bodhi shook his head, "So there will be many eyes watching on Sun Wukong."

"Then now..." Wu Feng hesitated.

"Haha, I am Patriarch Bodhi, a majestic quasi-sage and great power, even those saints will give me some face, how dare those Buddhist powers stay in the Three Star Cave." Patriarch Bodhi laughed

Laughter is full of certain self-confidence.

For Patriarch Bodhi, there is only the legendary sage, he is not an opponent.

Otherwise, even other quasi-sages, he would have nothing to fear.

"So Xiaofeng, the water on Sun Wukong's body is very deep." Patriarch Bodhi said, "Even if I am, I don't dare to get too involved in it."

"Teacher, I understand." Wu Feng nodded, "If my strength is not enough to intervene, I will think about it carefully."

"If my strength is enough."

"Then it's not impossible to deal with even the legendary saint."

"I believe that there must be forces stronger than those saints in this world."

"Hmm..." Patriarch Bodhi was stunned for a moment.

He never thought that his disciple would say such a thing.

Putting it on other disciples, Patriarch Bodhi will definitely be angry, and his own disciples are a bit too arrogant.

The legendary saint is something that mere disciples of golden immortals can talk about.

Fortunately, the real name of the sage was not mentioned, otherwise the legendary sages would definitely respond.

Naturally, since the conferment of the gods, those saints who were imprisoned by Daozu Hongjun are still unable to enter and exit the prehistoric world under normal circumstances.

After all, Hongjun's original warning was vivid in his memory.

Compared with those legendary saints, Daoist Hongjun who is in harmony with the Tao, his strength is even more terrifying.

In the battle of the Conferred Gods, the five saints fought to destroy the world, but Daozu Hongjun was able to easily stop each other.

obviously.

Above the saint, there must be a higher realm.

But this realm is still a bit far away for Patriarch Bodhi and the others.

Even if they are saints, no other living beings have become saints since Sanqing and others proved to be saints in the prehistoric era.

But if you put it on your own disciples, this may have a certain possibility.

He thought that a few years ago, his disciples used their special address to imprint the saint's true spirit.

Even a saint would not be able to do such an unimaginable thing.

In other words, the physique possessed by my disciple may be beyond the limit of the prehistoric world.

Then it is really possible to become a legendary saint.

"Okay." Patriarch Bodhi patted Wu Feng on the shoulder, "I won't tell you more about Monkey King, I believe you have your own plans in your heart."

"At the same time, since you have such ambitions in your heart, the teacher will show his old face and come to help you."

"Clean up and leave Samsung Cave with me."

"Ah..." Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, "Teacher, are you going to drive me out too?"

"Hurry up." Patriarch Bodhi said speechlessly, "You are leaving with me, not alone."

"Oh, so where are we going?" Wu Feng asked.

"Xiniu Hezhou, the Five Villas of Longevity Hill."

"Five Village Views."

Wu Feng said softly.

Wu Feng naturally knew about this place.

That was the place where Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, was.

This Zhenyuanzi is one of the great powers in the ancient prehistoric world. He also possesses the strength of a quasi-sage, and is also the best among the quasi-sages.

When the monster race persecuted the human race, the ancestor of the earth fairy also protected the human race.

Moreover, Zhen Yuanzi has one of the innate spiritual roots of the prehistoric world, the ginseng fruit tree, in his hands.

In the story of Journey to the West, that attracted Monkey King and others, and it became an ordeal on the westward journey.

Wuzhuang Temple is above the sky.

Patriarch Bodhi and Wu Feng appeared here.

"Xiaofeng, this is the Wuzhuang Temple, the Great Immortal Zhenyuan is not inferior to the existence of the teacher." Patriarch Bodhi brought Wu Feng to the door.

"crunch..."

The door opened, and the two boys bowed to Patriarch Bodhi.

"Seniors, master has been waiting inside for a long time." The boy saluted respectfully.

Whether it is the old man or the young man, in the eyes of these two boys, it is an extremely terrifying existence.

After all, when the two went to pick up the guests, the master warned them.

The coming person has an existence not inferior to him.

These boys can't imagine how strong their master is.

"Hmm..." Patriarch Bodhi nodded, "Lead the way."

"Yes, senior." The two boys led the way, Patriarch Bodhi and Wu Feng walked behind, and soon the boy stopped in front of a Taoist temple, "Seniors, the master is inside, this is not something we can enter place."

"Okay." Patriarch Bodhi walked in with Wu Feng.

For Bodhi, who is a quasi-sage, nothing can stop him.

To some extent, in the prehistoric world at this moment, the quasi-sage is an invincible existence.

Walk into the Taoist temple.

Wu Feng saw an old man with white beard and hair standing in the middle, his body was filled with a natural aura of Taoism.

no doubt.

This is Wuzhuang Guanzhen Yuanzi.

"Bodhi, you are a distinguished guest." Zhen Yuanzi laughed loudly, "It's been a long time since we have seen each other, sit down."

"Xiaofeng, let's go." Patriarch Bodhi smiled, "Zhen Yuanzi, we haven't seen each other for some time, but you are still the same as before.

"This is the ginseng fruit I just asked the boy to pick, how about tasting it." Zhen Yuanzi said.

"This is ginseng fruit." Wu Feng picked up the ginseng fruit in his hand and stared at it.

This ginseng fruit looks like a child. It is no wonder that Tang monks in history were afraid to eat ginseng fruit when they saw it.

Don't say it, it really looks like a child.

He brought the ginseng fruit in front of him and took a sip, and an astonishing spiritual power emanated from it.

This reminded Wu Feng of the introduction of ginseng fruit in his memory.

Ginseng fruit blooms in 3000 years, bears fruit in 3000 years, ripens in another 3000 years, and eats in a short period of 1 years.

And in this ten thousand years, only thirty fruits have been produced, and the appearance of the fruits is similar to that of a child who has not yet reached the age of three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses.If a person is lucky enough to smell the fruit, he will live 360 ​​years; if he eats one, he will live 7000 years.

From the introduction of ginseng fruit, it is enough to explain the preciousness of ginseng fruit.

That is even less than the flat peach production in the sky.

Naturally, among the congenital spiritual roots, there are also spiritual roots that are more powerful than ginseng fruit, such as Huang Zhongli.

It's just that few people have seen the legendary Huang Zhongli.

Smell it, 360 years old.

Eat one and live for 7000 years.

For mortals, this kind of thing that can increase lifespan is very precious, but for immortals, ginseng fruit is more to satisfy their appetite.

The increase in lifespan is really nothing.

Putting it to his mouth, Wu Feng bit it lightly, and the ginseng fruit was bitten off.

The fruit melted directly like a clear spring, and Wu Feng's body seemed to be soaked in it.

Do not say.

The taste of ginseng fruit is really good.

Within a few mouthfuls, this ginseng fruit was eaten up.

"Bodhi, this is the disciple you accepted, who has the strength of a golden immortal, not bad." Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Wu Feng and smiled.

"Haha." Patriarch Bodhi smiled, "Xiao Feng was a disciple I adopted from the human race a hundred years ago. In just a hundred years, he has grown from a mortal to a golden fairy."

"One hundred years from a mortal to a golden fairy." Zhen Yuanzi froze for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi is also very aware of the difficulty of cultivation in this era.

"Then I really want to congratulate you for accepting such a disciple." Zhen Yuanzi praised, "Then Bodhi, what do you want to do when you come here this time?"

Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, and Bodhi knew each other, but the relationship between the two was not really good.

Naturally, there was no enmity between the two of them.