Regarding Bai Lian's breakthrough to the Golden Immortal, Sun Wukong thought it was nothing, and continued: "Why are you panicking? Even if Junior Brother Bai Lian breaks through to the Golden Immortal, he only learned one body refining technique from his master. Are you still afraid that I can't control him?"

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"No, no." Xiong Ba shook his head like a rattle and said quickly.

In fact, a year ago, he felt that Brother Monkey had the ability to break through to the Golden Immortal, but he never tried.

If you don't fly for three years, you will grow wings.

This seems to be the ancient magical power contained in the Sage Scripture.

Before approaching the realm of breakthrough, he cultivated for three years, condensing the physical body, soul, and mana to the peak level, returning to the Great Perfection, and finally broke out of the cocoon and transformed into a butterfly, gave birth to wings, and soared into the sky.

And using this magical power to break through the realm, after breaking through the realm, clouds will move in all directions, and visions will rise to the sky.

Of course, the three years here do not really refer to the three years on earth, but are just an approximate number. It may also be the three years in the ninth heaven.

Accumulating strength is also the result of years and months. Sometimes it takes a lifetime and is not achieved overnight.

But this monkey cannot use common sense to judge.

When he said three years, it was three years.

Three years later, the breakthrough to Jinxian is basically a certainty.

Xiong Ba had no doubt at all.

After all, he could feel that Brother Monkey was now even more terrifying and unpredictable, as deep as the abyss and the sea, which made him wonder how his grandma could be a heavenly monk?

Infinite supernatural powers and immortal body.

There is a breath of greatness flowing through every move of your hands and feet.

Although it is definitely not comparable to Master, it is much better than a year ago.

At least a year ago, Xiong Ba felt that he could still catch up with Brother Monkey, but now he feels increasingly that he is far behind.

Even though he also broke through to the Immortal, he felt that his Immortal was not valuable compared to the Monkey, and he felt like a fake.

Just for the God and Demon Prison Suppressing Power that Brother Monkey has cultivated, it is estimated that he has cultivated it to the level of tens of millions of pills, which is much stronger than his own 100,000 pills. It is not on the same level.

Even though Brother Monkey has never taken action, Xiong Ba has no doubt that any immortal in this world will not be a dish in front of his senior brother. It is not an exaggeration to say that Monkey is half a golden immortal.

Plus the registered disciple who is about to break through to the Golden Immortal...

Xiong Ba immediately had a bitter look on his face.

How could this happen? Why are there all monsters here?

How can a little bear like him, who is harmless to humans and animals, live?

"It seems that I can no longer call you Junior Brother Bai Lian, or you will get beaten."

The brown bear said angrily.

Bai Lian had tolerated him for a long time before, and even if she took action, she would not make any real move. But this guy broke through the Golden Immortal and eliminated all the demons in his heart. If he calls him Junior Brother again, maybe Bai Lian will slap him with a smile on his face.

So I can't shout anymore.

But it's okay.

His progress in cultivating the art of wine was already slow, and since the two of them were both perverts, it was normal for them to be inferior to each other.

Xiong Ba has a very peaceful mind...

Very peaceful...

It made him want to cry out peacefully.

"When will master accept another apprentice? Can't he accept a junior brother and junior sister who are as ordinary as me?"

Xiong Ba muttered like this.

Comparing yourself with these monsters every day will cause problems no matter how peaceful you are.

At this time, Xiong Ba began to miss the little white dragon from before.

When he went to the Dragon Palace for a banquet before, the little dragon was frightened by his power to suppress the gods and demons. He wanted to follow them and become his disciple, but he was rejected by the two brothers.

If I had known better, I would have kidnapped this little white dragon and brought him to Taixutian to be his junior brother.

In this way, with Xiao Bailong at the bottom, he is not the most useless one.

"Idiot, what are you talking about here? Have you finished practicing? Have you studied Taoism? Have you tempered your body? At this stage, how can you have time to be dazed? Hurry up."

Sun Wukong immediately urged.

Regardless of what he said, "Oh no, it's okay. So what if Little White Lotus breaks through the Golden Immortal, I can still control it," but Xiong Ba knew that this monkey was more anxious than him.

Who can bear a registered disciple who has a higher level of cultivation than the two of them?

Seeing the monkey carrying the mountain and continuing to train, Xiong Ba felt a little broken.

Sometimes, when you see someone who is more talented than yourself and works harder than you, no one can understand the despair that is beyond your reach.

"Hurry up, little junior brother, this is too innocent and too curly. It makes my old bear's scalp numb. Each one of them is no longer a human being."

Xiong Ba shed tears and silently picked up another mountain.

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Jinlu Island, Tenglong Cave.

In the cave, there is a fairy palace with smoke cages, a dragon pavilion with fragrance and mist, the light is shaking and the elixir is moving, and the clouds are blowing and green flowers are flowing. It is a treasured place of gods and immortals.

King Tenglong sat on the Taishi chair made of Taihua purple wood, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, but he did not read a few lines, but closed his eyes to rest.

Ever since he broke through to become a true immortal, he has been a little lazy in his cultivation.

After all, if you become a true immortal, your status in the West Sea Dragon Clan will be much higher than that of ordinary Dragon Kings. What else do you need to work hard for?

Today's dragon bloodline is declining, coupled with the suppression of heaven, it is even more difficult to become a golden immortal than to ascend to heaven.

The Dragon Palace serves the Heavenly Court and relies on the Heavenly Court, so other prehistoric forces dare not provoke it.

For example, the Jiao Demon King who roams across the Western Sea, as the overlord of the Western Sea, even if he commands a hundred thousand elite demon soldiers, he will not dare to run wild on the territory of the Dragon Palace, otherwise any powerful person in heaven can capture him and make him a mount.

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Therefore, the Dragon Demon King has been eyeing the Dragon Palace with covetous eyes. In the past hundred thousand years, he has only dared to make noises near the Western Sea Territory and has not dared to actually take action.

The Dragon Palace in the West Sea has been at peace for a long time.

As long as the Heavenly Court does not fall, no one or any force can threaten the Dragon Palace.

Even if he was accidentally captured by the hostile forces, no monster would dare to challenge him. At most, he would just threaten the West Sea Dragon Palace and ask the old Dragon King to give him some benefits before sending the little monster back.

Therefore, King Tenglong felt that there was no need to continue practicing.

The same is true for other dragon clans. Once you become a true immortal, you feel that your dragon life has come to an end.

There are dragon girls kneading, clam girls playing music, and haenyeo dancing.

Isn't this dragon's life more pleasant than the common people in the world?

Why bother to practice hard and make yourself unhappy.

Of course, King Teng Long is relatively stoic. Although he also likes beauties, he is much more restrained than other Dragon Kings. This is why he can become a true immortal.

There is no genius in the world. He, King Tenglong, just used other people's dirty work for cultivation.

However, after achieving the small goal of becoming an immortal, King Tenglong slacked off a lot.

Every day, I read some leisure books and watch the Dragon Girl play the piano. When I feel tired, I hug the Dragon Girl and take a nap. After I wake up, I drink some afternoon tea. After a little fussing, it’s night, and at night, I have a little fussing and it’s daytime.

In such a leisurely mood, how can there be time for cultivation?

This kind of life is leisurely and comfortable, and King Tenglong doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

After all, most dragon kings live more extravagantly than he does.

Including the head of Xihai Dragon Palace.

At this time, King Teng Long was taking his usual lunch break when he heard the sound of clouds and wind whistling outside the door. This was the sound of the dragon clan breaking through the sky.

King Teng Long let out a sigh, wondering which dragon king was visiting his humble abode.

He immediately put down the bamboo slips and walked out.

I saw a small white dragon falling from the sky, and when it landed, it turned into a handsome man wearing a gorgeous robe.

King Tenglong was slightly startled.
Chapter completed!