This day.

It was born after all.

No dark clouds cover the top, and demons gather.

There is no auspicious rays and auspicious colors, and the gods give them blessings.

This so-called spiritual fetus was born in a simple way.

"What a pretty kid."

The mother-in-law who delivered the baby reported the child to the old miracle doctor.

The miraculous doctor was quite appreciative, and then he saw the handsome child suddenly opened his mouth.

With a puff!

Tang Kong opened his mouth and spitted abortion soup on his face.

Then the desolate pill with their hands hit him directly on the top of his head.

Hurry!!!

Luoshen Dan was melted by abortion soup!

The old miracle doctor suddenly became bald!

——

"Although this child did not show any miracle, he was obviously not an ordinary person. He had about several abortions, which damaged his spiritual energy."

The old miracle doctor sighed: "But the matter of this child is not a big deal, it's just you and your wife..."

The woman sighed softly and said, "It's over here and it's irreversible. Since we have decided to give up the practice of Jade Peel Magic and give birth to the child, we can't let the child make any mistakes. We, husband and wife, will be in the near future..."

The old genius doctor said slowly: "This hero was infected with fire poison. Although I cannot help, I can temporarily suppress the poison with pills. You can lead him to the south. In the extremely cold land, it may delay the fire poison and live for three or five years. If you are lucky enough to find the ice spirit in the ice land, you can eliminate 90% of the fire poison. Within ten or eight years, you will not be in danger of your life... But after that, it is hard to say."

The woman suddenly showed a look of joy.

The old miracle doctor shook his head and said, "But this child can't bear the extreme cold."

The woman's expression dimmed.

The old miracle doctor said: "But you don't have to worry too much. I have my own arrangements for this child."

The woman was very grateful and cried with joy, saying, "Thank you, the old miracle doctor."

——

Half a day later.

The old miracle doctor pinched Tang Kong's mouth and poured him a bowl of soup.

This soup is so bitter!

What kind of soup is this?

It’s not abortion soup again, is it? I’m all born!

"Little baby, this is the Drunken God Soup, which is used to restore your spiritual energy."

The old genius doctor shook him gently and said softly: "I can't relieve your father's fire poison. This is the first time I have not unlocked the poison since I practiced medicine. So I went to find the evil monk in the Fire Realm to explore the source of this poison... As for you, this Drunken God Soup can restore spiritual energy and make you sleep. I let you take care of you. When I come back from the Fire Realm in a few years, I guess you will wake up."

A bad feeling rose in Tang Kong's heart.

Then he was in a daze and extremely distressed.

Then he became energetic again.

It seems to be the effect of the innate Taixu Zi Qi Gong Jue.

However, although he woke up.

But he couldn't move and couldn't even open his eyelids.

Immerse yourself in the darkness.

"This is not the case."

——

"drop!"

"It was detected that the lord was fascinated by the decoction and the effect lasted for eight years!"

"Do you choose to fall asleep for eight years?"

"Note: If you spend eight hundred world spirits, you can eliminate eight years of sleep."

"The current world spirit: 6,963."

"Damn it! It's true that I'm cheating on me again!"

Tang Kong was very angry and couldn't help but curse: "That bastard in the New Martial Arts era can endure the boredom in Yunshan for thirteen years. Can't I stand it? Humph! I would rather be trapped in this dark state for eight years than be cheated of this thousand world spirit! I won't spend money on my kill!"

——

Twenty minutes later.

"Request to exchange for the world spirit and eliminate the eight-year sleeping state!"

Tang Kong's voice was filled with fatigue.

This boring state is really not something that people can bear.

"A request has been received, and eight hundred world spirits are deducted."

"Current Realm Spirit: Six thousand one hundred and sixty-three."

“Sleeping is being eliminated.”

——

Tang Kong never thought of it.

The so-called elimination of sleep is not to restore his ability to move.

Instead, he directly allowed him to go through these eight years of sleep.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, I grew up.

At this moment, he is no longer a baby in a cradle, but an eight-year-old man!

However, the Medicine King Valley seems to be different from eight years ago.

"Isn't this a temple?"

Tang Kong was stunned for a long time, looked around and was slightly surprised.

Before he slept, he was given a medicine decoction by the old miracle doctor, which was clearly in the Medicine King Valley.

Why did you wake up in the blink of an eye and arrive in a temple?

Not right, eight years have passed.

Suddenly, footsteps came.

Tang Kong didn't understand the truth, so he closed his eyes first and pretended to be in a state of sleep.

There seemed to be two footsteps.

"Is this child awake yet?" This was the voice of an old man.

"In theory, I'm about to wake up." A middle-aged man said in a voice.

"It's been half a year before I knew it." The old man sighed, saying, "I am merciful, and I still have to continue to take care of you."

"Disciples will do their best." The middle-aged man sighed: "Half a year ago, the people from the Medicine King Valley sent this child, saying that the old Medicine King had an accident in the Fire Domain and had passed away, and the Medicine King Valley fell apart. As for this child, it was protected by the Old Medicine King at that time, but the Medicine King Valley was destroyed and there was no place to settle, so he sent me to Hanshan Temple. At that time, the people from the Medicine King Valley left behind the elixirs for fasting, transformed water to swallow him, and gave him three meals a day, but they finished eating the day before yesterday. If this continues, he still sleeps so hard, and is afraid that it will not be easy to survive."

"Good." said the old monk: "We will do our best."

"Just continue to take care of him." The middle-aged monk seemed very helpless.

——

The old miracle doctor is dead!

Tang Kong's heart was a little complicated. In his impression, it seemed that he had just listened to the old guy's voice a few minutes ago, and he had just been forced to get bitter medicine by the old guy.

But in the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

The old miracle doctor has passed away.

"Human life..."

Tang Kong had an unspeakable feeling.

In a daze, more than half a day passed.

This is a temple, and the monks here seem to be kind. Tang Kong thought about it carefully and felt that he could wake up naturally.

But before I woke up, I heard another conversation between the old monk and the middle-aged monk.

"This kid seems to be really waking up."

"How should he be placed if he wakes up?"

"The people from the Medicine King Valley said that this child was originally a spiritual child. He was injured several times during his mother's fetus, and he looked like an ordinary child. However, the old Medicine King gave him the Drunken God Soup, which made him sleep in his slack state, but in fact he was recovering his spiritual energy."

"In this way, he is completely a baby's consciousness, and when he wakes up, he is like a baby?"

"It should be so, he has no ability to take care of himself."

"Since that's the case, you'll get into your subordinates." The old monk said, "Since I entered my Buddhist sect when I was young and had such a profound fate, you have taken care of him for half a year. This spiritual child should be your subordinate."

"Please give him a name." The middle-aged monk said this.

"Let me think about it."

The old monk replied.

Tang Kong could hear it clearly and felt helpless. It seemed that he was going to be a monk for the time being.

Since my surname is Tang, would I be called Tang Monk next?

I thought about it this way, but I heard the old monk pondering and talking to himself.

"This child... should belong to the Wu generation. Think about it carefully, what kind of magic number should I get?"

"Wu generation?" Tang Kong closed his eyes and said to himself: "My real name is Tang Kong, so just call him Wukong."

"What's better to tell him to Zuneng?" The middle-aged monk suddenly spoke.

"This name is not bad..." The old monk agreed a little.

"Damn it's better to call Bajie."

Tang Kong couldn't help but open his eyes and said.

The scene was as quiet as if it was.

The old monk and the middle-aged monk turned their heads one after another and stared at the sleeping child.

After Tang Kong spoke, he felt something was wrong, but he simply made the mistake just by mistake.

I saw this little brat with bare butt standing up from the bed.

He said slowly, pointing one hand to the sky and the other hand to the ground.
Chapter completed!