"Actually, I eat more not because I want to eat, but because I am lonely! ...Hahaha, it really makes me laugh! Why is this Zhu Bajie so funny?"
The city closest to Hongshi Town where Fang Tian is located, Giant Rock City, near the city lord's palace, in a magnificent mansion, a little girl who looked eleven or twelve years old kept patting the table with her hands, laughing so hard.
Stand up.
Next to her, an old man sat leisurely. He looked like a majestic mountain range or a towering tree. His strength was solid and not emitting, but he was as heavy as a giant tree. It looked like a suffocating tree.
But this old man, who was extremely imposing, now had smiles in his eyes, and he looked at the little girl who was laughing so much that he almost couldn't breathe with great doting.
After a while, he stopped smiling and said to the person standing behind him: "Have you come into contact with him, have you seen his origins?"
"Teacher, the students can't see it. I talked with him for a while, and many of his words even inspired the students. As for this book called "Journey to the West", it is even more unfathomable. I have also inquired in many ways,
But we have never been able to find out his exact origin. We only know that the place where he first appeared was the Kadora Forest outside Red Rock Town. He was seriously injured by the Iron-winged Bird and was dying. He was then rescued by a small mercenary group in the town.
.But no matter what his origins are, it is certain that he has a great background! Students speculate that his teacher may also be a magician."
The person who said this was Sharjah, the first visitor after Fang Tian finished his lecture on Journey to the West!
This senior colleague, whose strength made Fang Tian feel deeply in awe, was now standing beside the old man sitting upright with his hands down in an extremely respectful manner.
And the "magician" he just mentioned does not naturally refer to ordinary magic practitioners, but to real magicians who are beyond magic apprentices!
"A magician?" The old man murmured, seeming to be thinking about something. After a while, he slowly said: "Magicians may not be enough."
"Teacher, you mean..." Deep admiration and awe suddenly appeared on Sha Jia's face.
"You are also someone who has already stepped through the door, and you have been following me. How much weight does a magician have? You still don't know? But this book..." The old man shook his head helplessly: "It's hard to say.
Ah, it’s hard to say.”
Outside Giant Rock City, next to a manor, is a rather large open-air martial arts training ground. At this time, about thirty people gathered in the field in twos and threes.
"I heard that the teacher has been in seclusion for how many days?" In a small circle, one of the men who looked a little dusty said.
"Yes, after reading the Journey to the West that Sando brought back, the teacher said that he had an understanding, and then he immediately started to retreat! The teacher has been at the fifth level for a long time. Senior brother, do you think the teacher will do it this time?
Breakthrough to level six?"
"We won't know until the teacher comes out, and I don't dare to make random guesses," said the travel-worn man.
On the other side, there was a young man doing something that looked extremely funny.
"I stepped on my left foot with my right foot, then my right foot with my left foot, the tip of my left toe touched the instep of my right instep, the tip of my right toe touched the instep of my left instep, click, click, beep, and I flew into the sky!... Isn't this nonsense? Why can't I fly?
?”
One's left foot steps on the right foot, the right foot steps on the left foot, the tip of the left toe touches the instep of the right instep, and the tip of the right toe touches the instep of the left instep. After a long time of tossing, it hurts both of their feet, but they can't get up.
The young man in his twenties complained bitterly.
"But it does seem reasonable! Look..."
Another younger boy, who was probably only eighteen or nineteen years old, said this and ran towards a wooden pillar in the field, switching his left foot to his right foot, and his right foot to his left foot.
The bottom of the about five-meter-high pillar ran to the top, and then did a very beautiful backflip, and landed steadily back to the original place. Without blushing or jumping, he said as if he had done nothing: "Look
, there is a wooden pillar, and you can climb up by changing your feet. The question now is, how can you go up like this without the pillar?"
This poor kid didn't know that in another world, there was a famous saying - you can never pull yourself up by your own hair.
"That Sun Wukong is a magician. Could he be using magic elements to make supports in the air, acting like pillars? Maybe when he taps his left foot, right foot, right foot, and left foot, he is not tapping himself.
Instead, it clicked on the magic element."
A short, stocky man in his thirties who looked like a wall said.
"What Fourth Senior Brother said makes sense!" Soon someone began to agree.
"If this is really the case, what should we warriors do? We can't use magic elements like their magicians!" Everyone said a little depressed.
In fact, after watching Journey to the West, they all subconsciously felt that Sun Wukong was a warrior like them, not a magician. - In this world, is there any magician who carries a stick on his shoulder and beats people everywhere?
Isn't this nonsense?
In the Calado Mountains, deep in the endless forest, there is a place that high-level human warriors have heard about but are never known to the general public.
A young red-haired man who looked like a human being of sixteen or seventeen years old stood in front of a middle-aged man with the same respectful expression. The middle-aged man held a book in his hands, his hands behind his back, and his brows were furrowed.
.
"Twenty-nine thousand six hundred years is one yuan? One yuan has twelve hui, and one hui equals eighteen hundred years?"
"Huaguo Mountain? The source and center of magical elements in the entire world?"
"The third class of people can transcend the outside world? Buddha, immortal, god?"
"Great God King of Light? God of the Underworld? Life and Death, the Way of Reincarnation?"
"Watching the chess piece, the wood is falling, the wood is falling, and the clouds are moving slowly at the mouth of the valley. What is this chess piece? Where we meet, we are either immortals or Taoists, sitting quietly and talking about "Huang Ting". What is this "Huang Ting"?"
"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xianyue Sanxing Cave?"
"It's so far away that you can know it by just saying a word? Deport your soul to the Nine Netherworlds, and you won't be able to recover for a thousand tribulations?"
"The Great Enlightenment Golden Immortal has an untainted posture, the Western Wonderful Appearance Patriarch Bodhi. He has no birth and no death in the three or three lines. He is full of energy and full of God's infinite kindness. The emptiness and silence change naturally, just like his nature. He has a solemn body that has the same longevity as heaven, and has experienced
Great Master Jie Mingxin. Is he immortal? He lives the same life as heaven? What kind of great master can live the same life as heaven?"
…
The middle-aged man frowned, paced in circles, and murmured, feeling both shocked and puzzled.
"Father, how about I go capture him and you come and question him?" the sixteen or seventeen-year-old red-haired boy suddenly said.
"Well," the middle-aged man seemed a little moved, but after thinking about it for a long time, he said: "Nonsense! Can such a person be caught randomly?... However, there may be some unknown things. Like this
Bar……"
Having said this, the middle-aged man stopped pacing, turned around and said to the red-haired boy: "Go down the mountain now and follow him. No matter what the cost, you must make friends with him! If someone is looking for trouble, you can quietly
Help him solve it."
"Yes, father, that child will go now!" The young man was extremely decisive and immediately turned around and left after hearing this.