Sun Wukong is a natural saint, but from its birth to growth, he has always had an invisible hand that is consuming his luck.

The things in luck are so mysterious. They can be said to be a will of heaven and earth. Under this will, even a saint-level figure is difficult to go against the will of heaven and can only guide them with the flow.

And some powerful people have gradually formed a set of methods to deal with natural saints over the years of cultivation.

For example, let the born saint face various disasters, so that he can suppress one opponent after another who also has great luck, and eventually the luck will be gone, and the saint's power will not exist.

In Zheng Ming's view, Sun Wukong is such a hacked person!

In this world, Zheng Ming is a passerby, and Zheng Ming’s purpose is to reap faith. Of course, if he can further his cultivation, it will naturally be better.

So in a moment, Zheng Ming had already appeared in a mountain. Thousands of peaks on this mountain were like long spears, piercing straight into the sky, as thick as ancient vines on the thighs of a strong man, entangled with giant trees, and the springs flowing down were like jade dragons hanging high.

Although the sound of tigers roaring and apes crying here is endless, what Zheng Ming feels the most here is still a breath.

A sense of integration and a feeling of returning to the ruins of the great way.

Standing among this mountain, Zheng Ming was like a tree and a grass, full of harmony with the giant mountain.

Fangcunshan!

This is Fangcunshan, the place where Taoist Zhunti’s temple is located. It is difficult to escape the Fangcunshan, which the saint deeply remembers.

However, the great saint who sprinkled the incense bait and fished never expected that an uninvited guest like Zheng Ming would come to Fangcun Mountain at this time.

The jumping figure came from a distance, and the figure jumped up and down, very lively, but Zheng Ming saw the love of the endless world from this figure.

As long as this love remains unabated, the jumping figure will turn bad luck into good fortune and bring good fortune to death.

It can be said that the most difficult thing in a world is such a person. Everything was arranged according to the arrangement, but whenever they encountered a Jedi, they would not only not die, but also gain the rewards of fighting.

Such characters can be said to be the most troublesome person in the world.

"Watch the chess, the tree is rotten, the wood is cut down, the valley is slowly walking by the edge of the clouds. Selling firewood and selling wine, laughing wildly from the pottery. The path of the green is high in autumn, facing the moon and pillowing the pines, and the sky is dawn. Recognizing the old forest, climbing the cliff and crossing the ridge, holding an axe to break the withered vines. Receive a load of rice, and singing in the market, and there are three liters of rice. There are no more competitions, and the price is average. You can't make tricks, no honor and disgrace, and you can live in peace. When you meet, you are either immortal or Tao, and sit quietly and talk about "Huangting"..."

A song sounded from a distance, and the song was full of floating and outrageousness, but Zheng Ming's eyes at this moment showed a hint of coldness.

He knew that this singer was a subordinate arranged by the ancestor Bodhi. The reason why he sang here was to ask Sun Wukong to take the initiative to join the seat of Taoist Shunti.

Sure enough, when Sun Wukong heard the song, he jumped over, and the singing Taoist began to have more axes for cutting wood and wood in his hands.

But just as the axe evolved, he felt his heart turn dark, like a heavy object, hitting his head heavily.

He wanted to know who was attacked by a person like him, but unfortunately, his buzzing and loud brain didn't give him this opportunity at all.

"Bang!"

The Taoist fell to the ground, and the moment his figure fell to the ground, he was waved by Zheng Ming's sleeves and moved to the distance. Zheng Ming, who was standing in the original position of the singing Taoist, had become increasingly immortal.

"Old immortal, have you started?" The monkey with golden light flashed all over the body quickly ran out and fell to Zheng Ming's approach.

Zheng Ming looked at Sun Wukong, who was born with a holy body, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. Although he had obtained a lot of ancestral witch bodies, it seemed that he was not much stronger than the holy body that Sun Wukong had born with.

"Well, I counted on my fingers. If someone seeks the Tao comes here, are you the one seeking the Tao?"

"Disciple is right, disciple is right!" Sun Wukong quickly bowed and said pitifully: "Disciple is determined to seek the Tao, and I also ask the old god to be merciful and accept the disciple."

"Well, you are destined to be with me. Today I will let you disciple, let's go!" Zheng Ming grabbed Sun Wukong's hand as he spoke.

As a monkey who has not completely escaped from instinct, Sun Wukong was also stunned for a moment while being happy. He never expected that he had been looking for immortals for eight or nine years, and today it would be so simple.

Well, it seems like Master, I am waiting for myself here.

At that moment, the monkey knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Master, Master!"

Zheng Ming smiled and quietly enjoyed Sun Wukong's bowing, but when Sun Wukong shouted out the word "Master", Zheng Ming vaguely felt that he seemed to have been imprinted on his body by a supreme merit.

This kind of merit is so mysterious, but Zheng Ming can sense the existence of this kind of merit, and even in his sense that relying on this kind of merit, his own cultivation has increased a little.

"Dare you!" An angry shout came from the void. With this angry shout, a huge demon-subduing pestle appeared in the void, and it fell heavily from the world towards Zheng Ming's position.

The demon-subduing pestle is a hundred feet in a circle, and the endless golden light implies a kind of power to open up mountains and split the mountains. With the fall of the demon-subduing pestle, a huge golden figure appeared in the void, with twenty-four heads and forty-eight hands, and each palm was holding a weapon.

Taoist Zhunti finally arrived. He was always concerned about the arrival of Sun Wukong. It can be said that he designed every step of his mountain gate well, but he did not expect that when all this was just unfolding, someone would cut off the road.

It's intolerable!

Zheng Ming did not take much attention to the attack of the demon-subduing pestle. Although he did not bring any treasures when he came to this world of Journey to the West, his own power should not be underestimated.

Slapping at the top of his head, countless golden lamps appeared above Zheng Ming's head. These golden lamps shone on the heaven and earth, and countless brilliant lights were like sharp swords, facing the demon-subduing pestle.

Dangdangdang!

In a sound like rain hitting a banana leaf, the golden lamp was broken, but Zheng Ming also disappeared without a trace. The huge figure holding a golden demon-subduing pestle also roared to the sky and said, "Taoist Yuanshi, this matter is not over!"

According to the nature of the Taoist Zhunti, even if he was slapped on the spot, he would not show a bad look on his face. At most, after the matter was over, he would find the matter back a hundred times and a thousand times.

But now, he was really angry. He taught the great merits of a natural saint, and started to wipe out the luck of a natural saint like Sun Wukong, and then tamed the natural saint and incorporated it into his Western religion. He had planned all of this.

Even some people compromised because of this matter, but they did not expect that at this critical moment, they were taken first.

Zheng Ming had already left Fangcun Mountain in one thought, and Sun Wukong had not seen the earth-shaking fight just now. At the beginning of the battle, he had already been blocked by Zheng Ming's eyes.

When everything in his eyes became clear again, Sun Wukong felt that everything in front of him was so familiar.

Huaguo Mountain, he actually returned to Huaguo Mountain from Zhanzhou in the south. Excited, Sun Wukong couldn't help but fall into the void and beat several times in a row.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" When he saw Zheng Ming standing in front of him, Sun Wukong knelt down respectfully and said.

Zheng Ming looked at Sun Wukong who was kneeling on his knees and begging for the truth. He asked in a deep voice: "Since you are praying to me, then report your name first?"

"Master, I don't have a name for my disciple? Please give me my life." Just like what Zheng Ming thought, Sun Wukong had no name.

Zheng Ming waved his hand and said, "Since that's the case, I'll give you a name. While he was speaking, Zheng Ming was about to give the three words Sun Wukong again to this monkey, an idea suddenly appeared in his heart."

"The teacher's surname is Zheng. Since you are born and raised, then the teacher will give you the name Zheng as your surname. As for the name? Since you are dedicated to seeking the Tao, then you will be called Wukong!"

"Zheng Wukong, Zheng Wukong, is such a good name. I will have a name from now on." Sun Wukong, who was laughing to the sky, no, the monkey who had changed his name to Zheng Wukong at this time, roared loudly.

Zheng Ming looked at the monkey who was having fun, and the joy in his eyes became even more. He vaguely felt that Sun Wukong should not say that Zheng Wukong’s origin is not that simple. Now he has just changed his name, and Zheng Ming feels an invisible thread that connects himself and Zheng Wukong together.

However, although teaching Zheng Wukong is a good thing, compared with this, Zheng Ming has more important things to do.

After teaching Zheng Wukong a year on Huaguo Mountain, he asked Zheng Wukong to go in seclusion to practice the witch family's body refining method he passed down, and he left Huaguo Mountain and headed towards Zhanzhou in the south.

The southern Zhanzhou has endless territory, and there are thousands of big and small countries. This time, Zheng Ming came here, and he had to use the power of the Emperor on Earth to directly incorporate the southern Zhanzhou into his own management.

When he arrived at the largest Sui Heavenly Kingdom in the eastern part of Zhanzhou in the south, Zheng Ming's divine thoughts swept directly above the Sui Heavenly Kingdom, and then he thought about it.

He transformed into a Taoist in blue clothes and came to the capital of the Sui Dynasty. He followed a large group of people into Luo'an City, which was the largest city in the Southern Continent.

After walking into Luo'an City a hundred steps away, a dilapidated Taoist temple came into Zheng Ming's eyes.
Chapter completed!