Just now they were thinking about whether the other party would have any purpose... but at this moment they were trying to believe another more ridiculous idea...

And this idea is ridiculous... Both of them are willing to believe it...

"He has been an official before, right?" Hou Feigu spoke first, and they began to recall the memories bit by bit...

"That's right, I've also been to Laojun's alchemy room... and Laojun claimed to have lost countless elixirs... But... no one knows whether he had lost something else..." Huang Dingtian nodded and said.

"If Laojun... promoted us to this Baihu Mountain God... it would be not difficult..."

"That's right...if you learn his supernatural powers, it seems that we can get it to this point."

As they were talking...their voices began to gradually become smaller, and then they murmured, "Yes, if they learned his magical powers..."

It's logical that it won't be possible. After all, how could the Taishang Laojun put some magical powers on the surface? He shouldn't be in the alchemy room... This is a magical power that controls some luck in the heaven...

If he learns this supernatural power, wouldn’t he be able to get promoted and be promoted if he finds all officials of all sizes? If this falls into the hands of the bad guys, with this ability, wouldn’t the heaven be in chaos?

How many people in the heaven can truly let go of these fame and fortune?

Either that kind of little fairy at the bottom has no feeling about life except immortality... or that kind of thing, who is already standing at a very high position, and is already in a high position, so he doesn't care about that higher position...

The rest...except for a few guys who are pure and weak, or those who are really unable to make a mistake...who is not pursuing strength all the time, hoping to be taller and stronger...and enjoy more resources?

But this is not a big deal for others... No matter how it is... The hard truth is that big fists are. Whoever has strong strength, what he says is a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation, and the rest... are all nonsense... They say something flattering...

"Then do you think he really learned Laojun's magical powers?" That kind of magical power is not strong either... If it fights, it is almost one-tenth of Laojun's Qiankun Sword Formation...

But the profession has specialties. The role of supernatural powers is to simply promote the official positions of the gods in the heavenly court... But in the eyes of most people...

This is much better than the Qiankun Sword Formation! You know the Qiankun Sword Formation because you are extremely powerful, but you know this magical power, which makes us extremely powerful!

Moreover, the higher the status of a person in the heavenly court, the more he practices this supernatural power. Those with a slightly lower status will be more incomplete.

This can basically be said to be a supernatural power that only those who are in high positions can achieve! The balance of the heavenly court has always been maintained... Although some people have the saying of "backdoor", they are still within the controllable range!

At this time, Huang Dingtian and the others no longer struggled with all this... Is it what Sun Wukong wants...

"Actually, I want to say that the possibility is not very high... Logically, it shouldn't be like this..."

Speaking of this, they couldn't help but sigh... Can you still say it's time to clean it up now?? Many truths don't make sense at all, right?

Alas! Maybe my vision is too small... I can't see through the ideas of those powerful people...

They decided to give up speculation... because at this time they could feel deeply that they would be liberated soon... This "green ball" that wrapped itself heavily seemed to lose its resilience... and the two of them were about to "break out of the shell"...

They are quietly waiting for the end of their "crowning"... The feeling is so comfortable... It can be said that most of the hundreds of years have been spent waiting...

Waiting for dusk from dawn, and looking forward to dawn at dusk... waiting for the cold in the storm or the scorching summer... but looking forward to the revival of all things...

Most of them who are mountain gods are like this... They don't have to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and they don't have to save the world and save people...

At best, an old logger who accidentally fell into the cliff... gently cast a spell to pick up the cliff that accidentally fell... They may have been used to waiting...

Perhaps it is as natural for them to wait as breathing... They don't know what they are waiting for?

Waiting for death? The mountain god will not die...what are they waiting for? Waiting for their skin as hard as this mountain? They didn't, but never thought about what they were waiting for...

It seems like the ones I said before, waiting for tomorrow to dark, waiting for the clouds to roll, waiting for the years to change, or waiting for some kind of mountain treasure to appear on my own mountain... Of course, the probability of mountain treasures coming to the world is slim... In fact, it is also a very comfortable thing...

This is the life that mountain gods like them who cannot get through the back door...

But now they are their most comfortable waiting... They are witnessing them bit by bit... These cultivation levels that are visible to the naked eye... and this increasingly clear and clear perception of the surrounding environment...

"Wait!" Hou Feigu suddenly let out a strange howl...

If we follow the previous guess, Sun Wukong has been brainwashed by Buddhism and has successfully brainwashed... How could he be... able to master the magical powers of the Taoist school...

And it is also the magical power of the Taoist leader... Moreover... Sun Wukong was valued by bigwigs from all walks of life and then plotted against him...

It is because he learned all the immortality and the seventy-two transformation techniques. In addition to his innate powerful magic...

As a rising star who has both magic powers, he is naturally listed as an embarrassing ranks of those who cannot be used for his own use and will be killed without mercy.

However, Sun Wukong, who was the former as the Heaven-Boosing Stone, got an unexpected reaction because he ate the immortal pill of Taishang Laojun...

When everyone found out that Sun Wukong was simply stubborn and could only ask for a kill in the afternoon... but unexpectedly, Sun Wukong couldn't kill him!!

Whether it was chopping with a knife or flooding the fire, Lei Gong and Ding Mother were so tired that she was sweating profusely... But Sun Wukong was still mocking everyone there without any damage...

That naturally sarcastic smile... it turned out to be a thorn in everyone's eyes...

At the same time, everyone is also worried... This monkey who is invulnerable to swords and cannot be killed now... If he is given enough time and opportunity to grow up...

Then, who else can subdue him in the world in the future?

So... this undead monkey got the unanimous agreement of the big guys from all walks of life... that is, they jointly use their magical powers to change all his cultivation memories...

Let him become a good monkey who cares about the world from now on...

As for whether he will break through the seal one day in the future, and then based on the only benefit in his memory, some pure Buddhist techniques... and then become a legend with three supernatural powers of "Buddha Taoism and Demon".

Those big guys are still not worried. Even if he breaks the seal because of some adventures one day... everyone will sense it immediately... They will not give him any chance to train... At worst, just give him a new seal...

Now... is Sun Wukong Sun Wukong? If so...will he escape the inspiration of the big guys from all walks of life?

Hou Feigu felt cold on his back...If this is true... Then live a few more days... Sun Wukong would be afraid that he would make no peace in the three realms!

However, the two of them really underestimated that kind of top-notch existence... How could the magical powers they jointly exerted so easily? Or... even if they really broke them... how could they not sense it?

"Make it up, make a fuss..." Hou Feigu suddenly complained. "After sitting in that seat for a long time, they won't cherish it anymore... Look at what the heavenly court is like now?"

What they said seemed to be intimate, but before they could finish speaking, they felt a lot of footsteps...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!