No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 256 Blood of Heaven
Monkey you have changed!
"Forget that I owe you a favor, that's all right."

"Is it the favor of the Monkey King?"

Yi Fan thought for a moment, and with the way the Great Sage was acting, he didn't know when he could really help him.

"Great Sage, how about this, you help me find someone and protect him until he becomes an immortal, how about we settle the matter?"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, looking for someone, is he still a mortal who just cultivated to become a fairy?
It's simply too good a deal.

There are countless Buddhist powers, and it is too easy to find a mortal. Although the elixir for immortality is precious, Monkey King is confident that he can still find a few.

"Okay, who are you looking for?"

"This is the picture of the big brother, take a look!"

Sun Wukong took a look at it and was shocked immediately.

In the boundless starry sky, there is a swordsman from the dust clothed in white, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows. Behind him in the void are the slowly rotating solar system, the Milky Way, etc., which are constantly changing. This photo is actually an animated picture.

In his hand are the sun, the moon and the stars, and in the other hand he holds an ordinary long sword.

But the whole moving picture has an inexplicable urge to worship, especially those slowly rotating galaxy pictures, which are better than Monkey King who has never seen the solar system, and the more you look at it, the more you feel the position and orientation of the solar system , and the law of rotation are all extremely particular, as if secretly conforming to a certain way of heaven.

So strong, so strong!
Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world.

"Is this person your elder brother?"

Sun Wukong was surprised.

"Okay, what's the problem?"

Yi Fan felt that Sun Wukong's expression was a little strange.

"If you don't say that this person is your elder brother, I would have thought it was some peerless sword fairy!"

"The great sage has won the prize. My senior brother Jian Wuya has always been unfathomable. Maybe it's a true immortal descending from the earth!"

Yi Fan spoke from the bottom of his heart and said with emotion.

"Okay, the Buddha can deduce some of the past in the past, and I will ask him to find someone for you later. As for becoming an immortal, it will depend on his cultivation at that time."

Sun Wukong said confidently.

"Okay, thank you Great Sage for that, it's not too late, let's start practicing!"

The first day was about to pass. Yi Fan held the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills with his eyes closed and meditated, motionless.

Sun Wukong glanced at him indifferently, and continued to practice without urging him.

He has not practiced this method, although he has seen it from beginning to end, it is indeed very mysterious, if he can practice it, then how strong will it be if he practices the "Eighty Nine Mysterious Art" and "Da Pin Tian Xian Jue" together?
However, the "Eight Nine Xuan Gong" is quite restrictive, and the requirements for comprehension are abnormal when it is practiced, and the physical requirements are also extremely strict.

This technique has rubbings in the hands of the Twelve Golden Immortals and many others, but none of them, including Yang Jian's master Yuding Zhenren, have learned it, so that his disciples stole the limelight during the Conferring God War.

Looking at the entire Three Realms, there are very few people except Yang Jian who have completed the "Eight Nine Xuan Gong".

If Yuan Hong in the Battle of the Conferred Gods hadn't been fascinated by Nuwa's map of mountains, rivers and land, and then broken by Lu Ya's flying knife, he wouldn't have died sadly, and Yang Jian had taken advantage of him.

Stronger than Sun Wukong, after getting this method, he couldn't help but comprehend it.

But how many years did Yang Jian practice to achieve such an achievement, and how long did it take Sun Wukong to practice?
If this method is practiced, the "Dapin Tianxian Jue" will inevitably be thrown away. If it goes hand in hand, Sun Wukong can certainly persist, but he is impatient by nature, and the speed of practice of "Eight Nine Xuan Gong" is far slower than that of "Dapin Tianxian". Jue", if two practice together, the speed must be as slow as a turtle crawling.

Moreover, at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, the foundation of his cultivation was damaged by the Tathagata, so he had to rebuild it.

It's just that the Tathagata asked him to practice Buddhist techniques, but Sun Wukong didn't want to, so he ran out and wandered around alone, while secretly practicing the "Great Immortal Technique", but on the surface, no matter who he met, he still claimed the status of defeating the Buddha in a Buddhist fight. , which can be regarded as giving Tathagata enough face.

So Tathagata turned a blind eye and refused to pay attention to him.

Buddhism is only interested in Sun Wukong's talent and potential. As long as you admit the fruit status of Buddhism, you will have a cause and effect with Buddhism and be bound to the chariot of Buddhism. It is not so easy to get rid of it.

So Sun Wukong doesn't think that Yi Fan can understand the mystery of this method, but in order to protect his own face and give him some benefits as compensation for being involved in this karma, he is given seven days to memorize it by rote, and it will be passed on to him. After Chen Xiang slowly comprehended it.

But now it seems that this kid named Yi Fan is a little ignorant of current affairs.

Seven days are fleeting, if you don't cherish the time and record this peerless magic skill in the sea of ​​consciousness, you will practice better in the future, but you will start to comprehend it.

Aren't you just staring at a great opportunity?
"clang!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering sound of Taoist bells suddenly shook between heaven and earth.

That is the voice that can only be aroused by a monk who has been recognized by the Dao.

And that source was Yi Fan, who was not far from Sun Wukong.

Three thousand golden raindrops gathered from all directions!

"This, this is the blood of heaven!"

Even Monkey King, who once ate the Taishang Laojun Jiuzhuan Jindan as a jelly bean, couldn't help being shocked.

When I was studying with Bodhi, I learned from an ancient book that any monk recognized by the Great Dao would be rewarded with a drop of Heaven's blood.

This gathers the origin of the Dao, which corresponds to the Dao comprehended by the monks, helping them to grow rapidly.

The more blood of heaven you get, the faster this avenue will grow.

Otherwise, if you rely on yourself to slowly comprehend, you don't know that you can succeed in the year of the monkey.

The blood of heaven that Yi Fan obtained was like a rain. Three thousand golden raindrops fell from the sky, attracting countless streams of light to swarm in from all directions.

Sun Wukong secretly thought it was not good, and he didn't dare to use his magic power to take Yi Fan away, because it would definitely leave clues, so he had to step on the somersault cloud and disappear in the blink of an eye.

Yi Fan's body suddenly trembled, and he opened his eyes slightly: "Thank you, Great Sage, for this method, I have already comprehended the first level."

"Huh, what about people?"

Yi Fan's whole body was golden, and the golden skeleton in his body seemed to be made of gold, and a breath as strong as a mountain emanated faintly, and the vibrating void hummed endlessly, which was extremely terrifying.

"Okay, what a powerful force!"

Yi Fan practiced "Shen Xiang Prison Strength", his physical body was already very strong, but now he has become a golden bone, it feels like a superman wearing exoskeleton armor, and his body strength has been improved by more than a notch.

Fill the river mouth!
A rather handsome and mighty middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, a slanted opening suddenly opened between his brows, which turned out to be a blue vertical pupil.

The vertical pupil shot out a cyan light, and through an infinite distance, he saw everything that happened in Mount Emei.

The blood of heaven, the golden body of the great road.

"This is "Eight Nine Mysterious Techniques"!"

But with the blessing of the power of heaven, Yang Jian could not interfere with the heaven no matter how strong he was ten times, so he did not know who had accomplished this skill under the golden light.

With so much blood of the Dao of Heaven, this is the third round of "Eight Nine Xuan Gong", the vision of achieving the golden immortal.

Could it be that after so many years, there are still people in the Three Realms who can practice this method?

(End of this chapter)