Standing by the hole of the dead tree, even though the Bodhi Patriarch who had a profound practice and was a master-level saint in the world, at this time, he couldn't help but smile with helplessness. After so many years, he had never suffered such a loss.

A thin thread of silk is tangled by the twisted yarn of the kapok and the silk spitted by the old silkworm. Although it is very thin, it is extremely strong. It pulls from the tree hole and leads directly to the jade lotus platform beside the jade platform of the Three Star Cave of the Silent Moon, and the other one leads to the jade plate of his meditation room.

Through the tree hole, a sound came from the Yaotai clearly and audible, as if it was just ringing in my ears.

Everything is due to this seemingly ordinary cotton thread.

No wonder the crow spirit practiced so fast, no wonder when he saw him yesterday, he seemed to have completed his transformation, so that's it.

He still had some impression of this little crow spirit, because it entered the Sanxing Cave almost at the same time as the monkey. At first, he only noticed a little bit of demonic energy on the crow, so he didn't care much. He just regarded him as a monster with the first spiritual intelligence. In the past, this monster with the first spiritual intelligence was attracted by the spiritual energy of the Sanxing Cave, and there was no such thing as entering the cave to listen to the sermon in half instinct and half in a daze.

But the crow's intelligence seems to be more open, so sometimes, he would talk about some magical methods when preaching and tell the crow. No matter what, this is a small merit.

The crow spirit is too insignificant for a person of his level. Therefore, except for occasionally revealing some magical methods during preaching, he doesn't care much about him, and naturally he will not calculate the causes and consequences of this matter.

After a few years, the crow spirit seemed to have a sharp rise in its magical aura and could no longer enter the Three Star Cave. The ancestor thought he had left the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, so he naturally didn't think about it anymore. Yesterday, when he saw Wukong, he suddenly discovered him again. And the most surprising thing was that the monster had actually completed the transformation stage. Calculated the days. From the beginning to the present, but how could it be so fast in just over twenty years? At that time, he started to wonder, but at that time he had to explain the doubts to his disciples and teach Wukong somersault clouds, so he didn't have time to calculate. When he passed the allrsault clouds to Wukong, he got up and began to calculate the secrets of heaven, wanting to see why the crow had such a fast cultivation speed.

Unexpectedly, it would be fine if this calculation was not calculated, but this calculation scared the ancestor.

Why?

Because the calculation result is that there is no such person!!

In other words, this little crow spirit is not in the way of heaven, nor in this world. This scared Bodhi so much that he was sweating. Although it had not been deduced for thousands of years, it would not be a mistake. So he carefully calculated it again. This time, he was shocked to find that the changes in the heavenly secrets, which were originally clear to them, such as the ancestor saints, began to slowly become aggravate, and it seemed that he had returned to the scene in the early days of the prehistoric world, and the little crow was still not among the evolution of the heavenly secrets.

The secret of heaven has changed!

This was the conclusion that Bodhi Patriarch reached at that moment, and the little crow was probably the most critical part of the change of heavenly secrets. When he was thinking, he was about to catch the little crow and ask, and see what his origin was. You must know that the evolution of heavenly secrets also requires information. Just like the deduction of mathematical deductions in the present, if the data is not complete, the more blurred the results of the outsourcing, the more accurate the results of the outsourcing. For a saint like Bodhi, since the prehistoric world, all the evolution and changes of things in this world have been in their eyes. It can be said that nothing can be hidden from them. Therefore, once the deduction of heavenly secrets is desirable, it will be invincible, and Mo Xuan is different. He came from another world.

Even the ancestors of these saints were not very clear about his information and everything he knew. At the same time, no one would have thought that he would have missed it. However, if he appeared in this world, it would have no effect on this world. Just like the so-called butterfly effect, although he played a very small role now, even without, any subtle changes in this world that were not under the original order would naturally cause the entire Tianji to be complicated. Now, the ancestor would capture him back, figure out his origin, and then deduce the Tianji again, in order to gain a stable chance in the upcoming Tianji changes. This kind of thing is not something that can be told by outsiders, so the ancestors came in person.

Unexpectedly, he used his divine thoughts to scan the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and did not find any trace of this crow, but he unexpectedly discovered two dead tree stumps not far from the Three Star Cave of Xiyue. When he came over, he found the small eavesdropping device made by Mo Xuan and soon discovered their function.

It turns out that this kid is using this kind of thing to listen to his preaching, and it is obvious that this little crow is not a little crow with a new intelligence, but a creature with extremely high wisdom. There is only one reason for this situation.

Epiphytic.

After a high-level creature died, his soul was attached to the crow for some reason. In other words, if he wanted to deduce the secret of heaven, the focus was not on the crow, but on the dead. As soon as he thought of this, Bodhi Patriarch began to re-estimate, but the result still disappointed him.

"What happened? None of the lonely ghosts who have not entered the underworld after they have died for thousands of years have met?" The appearance of this result made the ancestor feel very embarrassed. Even his cunning man, who had been practicing for tens of thousands of years, could not help but feel a little discouraged at this time. At this moment, he heard a giggle sound from one of the stumps, mixed with the cry of "Good Monkey, Good Monkey", and his face changed slightly. The wooden stick in his hand paused, and his figure appeared on the Yaotai.

At this time, a group of disciples had gathered on the Yaotai, and were laughing around a pine tree. A stream of evil fire rose from the heart of the ancestor. With his magical powers, he could not tell that the pine tree was transformed by Sun Wukong.

"This damn monkey teaches him how to change to avoid the three disasters, but he unexpectedly shows off here!" For a moment, the anger that had not been aroused for tens of thousands of years finally came out. He snorted coldly and walked towards the Yaotai. After scolding, he drove the monkey out of the sect without mentioning it.

But Mo Xuan, after he got down to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, wanted to go to Huaguo Mountain, wait for the monkey to go back, and then secretly follow him to make some benefits, but he didn't expect that Huaguo Mountain was less than 100,000 miles away from Lingtai Mountain. Now that the demonic energy on his body has dissipated, there is no extra strength to ride the clouds and fog. According to his current physical condition, he will have at least five or six years to practice before he can reach the realm of flying clouds and fog, and traveling to the north sea and the dusk of Cangwu. Think about it, it is still early to get Sun Wukong's big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, ranging from more than ten years to decades, so in general, there is plenty of time. It would be better to take this opportunity to walk in this world and see what is special about this world of gods and demons.
Chapter completed!