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Chapter 70 The Demon's Atavism

"Wu Feng!"

"The disciple is here!"

Qin Fen answered the words very quickly, and he was really afraid that like Liu Er, his chance of getting it would be gone.

Patriarch Bodhi smiled faintly, and the worries in his heart just now disappeared.

Now that we have decided to pass on Qin Fen's magical power, there is no need to hide it anymore.

"Are you willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of learning Taoism and the true inheritance?"

Qin Fen's mind turned around. Wasn't this asking him to express his feelings?

He hurriedly bowed deeply again and said, "Master, don't worry. Even if the disciple is ruined, he will have no regrets. He has a heart for the Tao that can be expressed in heaven and earth. Even if his body is shattered, he will not dare to forget the master's teachings. Can you please teach me some true skills?"

Disciple has learned!"

Ancestor Bodhi frowned.

Why do these words sound so familiar, as if it was just yesterday.

I still remember the night when I adopted Monkey the grandchild, he seemed to have said these words.

There is reincarnation in heaven and earth, does my disciple also have reincarnation?

He couldn't help but look at Qin Fen again. He was a handsome scholar with his look in his eyes.

In fact, when he chose Liuer during the day, it was not that he did not consider Qin Fen.

In other words, when he chose the six-eared macaque, he also gave Qin Fen a chance.

Otherwise, the person who comes to this backyard now is definitely not Qin Fen.

"Wu Feng, as my master, here is the Qimen Dunjia, the method of concealment, the thirty-six transformations that can change all things, and the seventy-two transformations that are even better. I will give you a stick of incense.

Give me time to think about it, you can give me an accurate answer later, don’t rush and think about it slowly! But let me explain in advance that these seventy-two changes are not just different numbers, it means that the hardships you endure are also multiplied!"

"Master, there is no need to think about it. I only want to learn the seventy-two changes that are the highest and most profound!"

In the plot of Qin Fen's Journey to the West, the dialogue between Monkey King and his old master was almost copied.

"Master, please learn the seventy-two transformations. No matter how difficult it is, I must learn it thoroughly and understand it!"

As Patriarch Bodhi nodded, he once again thought of the scene back then.

Sun Houhou was also so decisive and enthusiastic at the beginning, and he immediately chose the seventy-two changes.

Later, it was indeed confirmed that he lived up to his expectations, and the results were indeed gratifying, and he learned very thoroughly and clearly.

Unfortunately……

Patriarch Bodhi sighed for a while, no matter how good a disciple is, he is still someone else's chess piece.

Even if he has great supernatural powers and great abilities, it is difficult for him to make enemies of the world by himself, and it is difficult for him to reverse the entire situation by himself.

Because of this, he never visited Sun Monkey for so many years.

I always feel that I am a little ashamed of Sun Houhou.

When he needed this master's help the most, he abandoned him without hesitation.

"Master..."

Qin Fen called softly.

It seemed that he could read another meaning from his teacher's eyes.

I estimate that my words must have brought Master's heart back to the past, to the scene of accepting Monkey as an inner disciple.

"Um!"

Ancestor Bodhi came back to his senses, looked at Qin Fen and was very satisfied, "I also have a magical somersault cloud, which I will also pass on to you!"

"Somersault cloud?"

When Qin Fen heard the words "somersault cloud", his blood surged to 320 almost instantly.

Monkey Sun's two greatest abilities are the seventy-two transformations and the somersault cloud.

Today, his teacher not only passed on the Seventy-two Transformations to him, but also passed on the Somersault Cloud to him, which really shocked him.

"Somersault cloud is a kind of flying technique. When you practice it to the highest level, one somersault can cover 108,000 miles.

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I accidentally found it in a lost world during the wilderness, and its flying speed is not inferior to that of Kunpeng. It just requires hard work!"

"Disciples understand that the more advanced the magical skill, the more strenuous efforts are required!"

Mr. Qin Fen expressed his persistence at the critical moment, which made Patriarch Bodhi happy for a while.

How could he not be happy? That's what his favorite disciple said, and every sentence spoke to his heart.

In this way, Qin Fen almost experienced the story between Patriarch Bodhi and Sun Houhou.

He not only chose the seventy-two changes, but also chose the somersault cloud.

Naturally, he suffered no less than Monkey Sun. Every day he went out early and came back late. He was practicing when others were resting, practicing when others were eating, and even when others were talking, laughing and playing.

I still keep practicing.

Even if there is no time, there is no one to chat with him.

Occasionally, he would go to the front to see the brothers.

Of course, it's all secretive.

In their world, Qin Wufeng no longer existed.

In addition to listening to lectures, they meditate every day and live a very comfortable life.

Qin Fen deeply understood that he had to restrain himself and restrain himself again.

In the beginning, Sun Houhou made some noise because of people's teasing, which ended up ruining his future.

Although Qin Fen also wanted to go in front and chat with the senior brothers in front of him, he still restrained himself.

Although he wanted to see what happened to Mai Qi'er and Yan Yu, he still suppressed his concern.

Time flies by, and the years stay in the old forest.

Qin Fen was able to fly under the guidance of Patriarch Bodhi, and he was also able to walk freely in water, fire, and earth.

It can be considered a small achievement.

On this day, Qin Fen was practicing in secret, and Patriarch Bodhi appeared in a flash of light.

"Wu Feng, how are you doing with your flying skills?"

"When the disciples fly over, please ask Master for guidance!"

Qin Fen once again imitated Sun Houhou's original dialogue and said.

Secretly reciting the mantra, the true energy in the Dantian circulates, and the body floats gracefully, and with a breath, the person actually flies in the air.

With a few jumps of his body, he also launched somersault clouds.

Seeing Patriarch Bodhi's burst of joy, he nodded slightly, secretly happy for his original decision.

This seemingly ordinary little monkey did not expect that his understanding was so high, completely beyond his imagination.

"Wu Feng, although you have worked hard and have achieved some success in your magical skills, you should not be proud. You are still far from success. Your seventy-two transformations can only be used for twenty transformations, and your soaring cloud technique can only be regarded as climbing."

Yun, there is still a certain distance from the real Tengyun."

"Disciple noted it down!"

Qin Fen bowed deeply, his attitude was very sincere.

"Wu Feng, let me check your physical signs. Do you have any signs of blood burning recently? Do you even have dreams occasionally?"

Qin Fen felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

This Patriarch Bodhi is really powerful, you can see it from this.

He has been dreaming every time he sleeps in the past few days. Every time he stumbles into a strange place, and a vague figure always appears. When he wakes up, he feels severe pain all over his body, and he clearly feels that his blood is flowing.

Refined and burned.

"I dare not hide anything from Master. I have been dreaming lately and always feel sore when I wake up. Look!"

Qin Fen took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles.

The body was covered in bruises and bruises, and the marks were all in patches.

It's like it's been burned by fire, there's a dull pain

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You can always smell the aroma of cooked meat.

"Um!"

Ancestor Bodhi nodded lightly, "Although this is an overlapping hidden space, it has not exceeded the space between heaven and earth after all. I can speed up the flow of space here, but I cannot stop the flow completely, so now you have experienced the world.

The power of space and the power of time in the universe are slowly flowing, which has led to your atavism of burning blood!"

"Atavism?"

Qin Fen was surprised for a while.

Although he didn't quite understand his teacher's words, he still understood this atavistic phenomenon very well.

Recently, I keep having some monkey hair growing on my body for no reason.

Yesterday, when I was practicing, two ears sprouted suddenly, and the Thunderous Mouth appeared for a few times and then disappeared.

"It's normal for demons to return to their ancestors, especially for big demons with inheritance!"

Ancestor Bodhi spoke eloquently, "As your practice improves, your bloodline is naturally being refined, which means your bloodline is being purified and has a higher purity, so you have the phenomenon of returning to your ancestors, and some can even be awakened.

The inheritance deep in their souls. Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. In the process of returning to your ancestors, some of you were directly robbed by the ancient ghosts, and there were many causes and effects!"

"What...what should I do?"

Qin Fen was shocked.

In this way, returning to one's ancestors is not a good thing at all. It may turn oneself into a completely different person.

I couldn't help but put my hope in my teacher's father.

Now that his teacher and father have noticed it, he probably won't let himself be reverted to his ancestors like this.

"The best way to eliminate the hidden danger of returning to our ancestors is to use the three tribulations of us cultivators, thunder, earth, fire and wind!"

Patriarch Bodhi explained it in detail again, probably because Qin Fen didn’t understand it well.

However, for Qin Fen who has walked through the modern world, it is not an out-of-the-way word. It is mentioned in all cultivation novels.

Thunder, Earth, Fire, Yin and Wind are also recorded in Journey to the West. Although they are not very detailed, we can still get a general idea.

"According to my guess, you are almost ready to receive the baptism of thunder!"

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and said again: "The reason why you haven't experienced thunder tribulation yet is because the time flow in this small space is faster than that in the big universe, but it will come anyway. So now you have to put your body and mind in

In terms of self-cultivation, you should forget those years of violence in the past that you can forget, and slowly forget those that cannot be forgotten!"

"In fact, the best way to survive thunder tribulations is to keep your mind clear and use a persevering heart to get through your own mental tribulations!"

"Disciple knows!"

No matter how stupid Qin Fen was, he could still tell that there was something in his teacher's words.

Recently, when he has nothing to do, he always sneaks out to the front to see his former brothers and sisters.

Over the years, they have slowly changed. Some have become sick, some have grown old, and some have died of old age.

Even Mai Qi'er and Yan Yu, whom he often cared about, had become middle-aged women, and their beauties were about to grow old.

Obviously, the teacher was warning him to forget about the world of mortals.

"For those of us who practice Taoism, time is measured in hundreds and thousands of years. When we wake up, the people we know may have experienced reincarnation, and some have even experienced multiple reincarnations, so our state of mind must be clear.

The enlightened mind must be resolute, otherwise it will be involved in the affairs of the mortal world and contaminated by the cause and effect of the mortal world. When it comes to overcoming the tribulation, it will most likely not be possible!"

"Disciple noted it down!"

Qin Fen bowed respectfully.

When Patriarch Bodhi finished speaking these words, his figure had slowly faded away, turning into a point of light and disappearing from his eyes.

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