Wang Xiu's figure suddenly disappeared for a moment, and in another moment, he and Sun Wukong appeared together.

As soon as Sun Wukong appeared, he looked around with golden eyes and blurted out his mouth when he learned the poisonous tongue.

"Wuzhen, my old grandson has never seen such a simple cave, even one in ten thousand of my water curtain cave!"

nonsense!

The water curtain cave heaven in Huaguo Mountain is the famous ancestral fairy cave heaven. How could I compare to the small broken land of my own creation?

Wang Xiu's face turned dark in an instant.

"The spiritual fruit you mentioned is this. I have been tired of eating this mortal food. In addition to the wine, I can only eat fresh food."

Sun Wukong was so furious that he stepped forward and grabbed the Yuhua Luo Fruit.

"Isn't this a big radish? Wuzhen, this is the spiritual fruit you are talking about?" Sun Wukong turned his head and grinned at Wang Xiu angrily.

"It is not called big radish, it is called Yuhua radish fruit. If you like to eat it, just put it down if you don't eat it." Wang Xiu answered angrily.

"Eat, eat, why don't you eat? It's also a skill for you to tinker with spiritual fruits in this mortal world where spiritual energy is extinct. I'll try the taste."

Sun Wukong gambled, picked up a piece of the Yuhua Luo Fruit pulp cut by Wang Xiu, threw it into his mouth and ate it.

Wang Xiu looked at Sun Wukong with anticipation and asked, "How is it?"

"Swish! Even the peaches in Rotten Peach Mountain are not as good as those in Rotten Peach Mountain, let alone peaches. Tsk tsk, when I mentioned this, when I think of the peaches, I was full of fairy spirit and a strange fragrance. I was so stupid at that time, I threw one of them with one bite. It was such a pity."

Although Sun Wukong said something badly, he didn't stop in his hand, stuffing the flesh into his mouth piece by piece, making his mouth full of bulge.

"Not mentioning the peaches, the peaches from the rotten peaches are the most pure spiritual peaches. They are eaten by immortals. I can give them to mortals, so they are naturally incomparable."

Sun Wukong ate one by one, and in a short while, half of the Yuhua Luoguo ate it clean.

After eating half of the Yuhua Luo Fruit, Sun Wukong suddenly stopped because he felt a trace of extremely weak energy in his body, nourishing and strengthening its semi-energetic projection body.

"Wuzhen, you..."

Only then did Sun Wukong realize something was wrong. The golden light flashed in his eyes. He carefully glanced at the small cave heaven, which was only 500 meters in radius, and then he understood all the arrangements of Wang Xiu.

"Okay, okay, Wuzhen, my good junior brother, your heart is so big that you actually want to do this mortal world to create a spiritual world and do the work of that ancestor."

Wang Xiu knew that he could not hide it from Sun Wukong, and he laughed and said, "Yes, Senior Brother, you guessed it right. I used my own soul to transform it into the source of the vitality. The soul merged with this world and became the master of the cave heaven. Then I strengthened this cave heaven, and then merged with the earth, opened up a source of cultivation, formed a master and disciple with all living beings, and helped me practice with the light of sentient beings."

"And the one in your hand can only be regarded as the spiritual fruit of the spiritual vegetable. It is the first step of layout. This is a good thing that can transform mortals and never get sick."

Sun Wukong stopped talking and ate the Yuhua radish fruit in his hand. He didn't even let go of the flesh of the blue part of the radish head and swallowed it whole. No matter how bad Ren Wukong said, it was a spiritual fruit, which was more than ten times better than those ordinary wines on earth.

"Good luck, good luck." Sun Wukong looked at this prototype of Jianluo again. He no longer had the previous underestimation, but his face was clearly visible.

Sun Wukong understood that if Wang Xiu's layout was successful, his future achievements would be at least a seventh-level Golden Immortal Fruit, but there would be no problem with an immortal immortal. What's even more rare is that there is no competitor in this mortal world called the earth, and no one can compete with him. As long as the first step of this layout is taken, there will be a brilliant trend in the future and no one can stop it.

A seventh-level immortal golden immortal fruit position can be obtained so easily. How could a generation of demon kings like Sun Wukong not be envious? Sun Wukong has experienced all kinds of things and has been pressing down at the Five Fingers Mountain for more than 400 years. His mind is no longer as frivolous as it was at the beginning. He understood very early that freedom is often determined by the size of his power. If Sun Wukong has the seventh-level golden immortal combat power, can he see that the old Tathagata can suppress it for five hundred years? If it has the realm of the golden immortal, how could it look at the throne of the Jade Emperor? The Golden Immortal Dao Fruit is enough to open its own realm. In the world, it is the Creator God, and it is even more controlled by the saints and Buddhas than the Jade Emperor.

Below the saints, there are all ants. This sentence is the same when used on the seventh-level golden immortal.

The saint is a chess player, and even if the Golden Immortal is not a chess player, at least he will jump out of the game and will not be a chess piece for the saint.

When he thought of the annoyance, Sun Wukong felt angry. Even his junior brother found the right way. The Golden Immortal Dao Fruit was ahead, and where was himself?

After reading Journey to the West, I know that it has a certain fate. If I follow the path to obtaining the scriptures in the future, the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit is also in sight. To achieve the Battle of the Holy Buddha, it is also the Golden Immortal Fruit. However, it belongs to the Buddhist lineage, and there are many rules and regulations, which are restricted. It makes people feel uncomfortable.

Sun Wukong, whose original fate, had no choice. He either chose to follow Tang Monk to travel west to seek scriptures, or chose to continue to press down at the Five Fingers Mountain. Just imagine, if the Buddha suppressed you for five hundred years, Sun Wukong would still not surrender. Could the Buddha save your life? Even if the Buddha does not kill, he will inevitably suppress it until he surrenders. Therefore, Sun Wukong has no choice. He either becomes a fighting holy Buddha or is suppressed at the Five Fingers Mountain forever. Unless the Tathagata falls, he will never be able to turn over!

Just like the fate of mortals, many times, people's destiny is a choice. They can only walk like this. If they don't walk like this, they will die, and they have no choice.

And the same is true for the people in front of Sun Wukong now.

Wang Xiu saw Sun Wukong’s thoughts and said, “Wukong, are you thinking about the future?”

Sun Wukong En nodded, feeling irritable, so he simply squatted down and scratched his head with one monkey claw.

"Wuzhen, do you think, should I go to the west to seek scriptures from the monk Tang and become a fighting holy Buddha?"

"The answer is long before you ask me what I did?"

"I have thought a lot. In fact, from the first day my master drove me down the mountain, I understood that this is the road paved by my master, a road that will surely become the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. However, I, I don't want to take the path paved by my master..." Sun Wukong continued to scratch his head, and then scratched a pile of monkey hair on the monkey's head.

"I want to go another way! The established destiny, the established road, even if it is paved by the master, I don't want to go."

When Wang Xiu heard this, he felt relieved and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, that's it, then that's it. A hundred years later, I will pick you out of Wuzhishan and walk your own way!"
Chapter completed!