"The power of self-protection is stronger. All the three cultivations of spirit and spirit have entered the realm of Taiyi Zhenxian, which can be regarded as entering the middle-level cultivator."

Sun Kong looked slightly happy.

After pondering for a while, he called Dongyun Taoist Tong in.

"I've met Brother Wukong."

Dongyun Daotong was restrained and shouted respectfully.

"Dongyun, when will the battle to rob the cave be held?"

Sun Kong nodded and asked.

"Go back to senior brother, there are three days left. Several hanging arenas will be set up in the back mountain of Fangcun Mountain. As long as you want to steal the cave of any disciple, you can just come on the stage and notify me."

"The disciples who are called must come on stage. If the disciples participate in the war in the future, they will directly lose the right to belong to the cave."

The Taoist boy from Dongyun bowed and preached.

"Do you know which experts are above the Cave No. 8 of Fangcunshan Tianzi? "

Sun Kong asked.

"Senior brother, are you thinking?"

The Taoist boy from Dongyun looked surprised and asked.

"Well, if you have a chance, you might give it a try."

Sun Kong smiled.

"The junior brother is here to congratulate me on my victory and smooth sailing."

Daotong Dongyun looked respectful and held his fists to congratulate him.

He thought Sun Kong was just trying to block the many fellow disciples who snatched his cave, but he didn't expect that Sun Kong would challenge the seven strongest disciples in Fangcunshan at present.

Those are all powerful Golden Immortals. Dongyun had to look at Sun Kong with a different look. The strong people have always deserved to be respected and respected.

"Senior brother, I know two fellow disciples from the Cave Palace of Tianzi."

"The fifth cave, named Yang Xin, is a Jinxian in the early stage of cultivation. He is a third-generation disciple. He has been here in Fangcunshan for hundreds of years. He is majoring in thunder magic. He is known as the Little Thunder and Lightning Dharma King, and is arrogant and domineering."

"According to other fellow disciples, his strength is already comparable to that of a mid-stage Jinxian cultivator."

Dongyun's eyes rolled, he thought, and said out loud.

"There is also a third cave, named Tu Zun, the middle-stage Golden Immortal Cultivation, the third-generation disciple, the following is the acquired earth spirit, the main body of cultivation, and the innate earth energy defense is even an ordinary golden immortal perfect cultivator."

Yang Xin, local emperor?

Controlling Thunder, a master of body refining... It seems that this battle for the cave is a bit interesting.

Sun Kong murmured.

Although his cultivation level is low, he is at the level of Taiyi True Immortal, but when he is fully practicing the three methods of spirit, energy and spirit, he may be qualified to touch the Golden Immortal Beard.

"By the way, Junior Brother Dongyun, do you know how many personal disciples Bodhi Patriarch has accepted?"

Sun Kong asked.

"Such as Fangcunshan Secret Xin, Junior Brother, I am a little boy, how could I know!"

Daotong Dongyun replied with a serious expression.

"Oh, what a pity. I originally planned to give someone a side-level body refining magic skill. It seems that someone has no chance to have the body refining magic skill!"

"What a pity!"

Sun Kong said with great regret.

"Um?"

Hearing the sound, a glimmer of light appeared on the eyes of Daotong Dongyun.

"My side-level martial arts have an amazing origin! I remember that when I used this method to overcome the four or nine small heavenly tribulations of the True Immortals, it was so relaxed."

"It's a pity that only treasures are covered with dust now."

Sun Kong said softly.

His tone was plain and emotional, but it deeply aroused the little greed in the heart of Daotong Dongyun. He quickly spoke:

"Senior brother, I thought about it carefully. I just said it wrong. Junior brother, I really know some unknown things about the personal disciples."

"Tell me, as long as I am satisfied, this jade slip that hides the side-level body refining technique will belong to you."

Sun Kong smiled and took out a piece of emerald jade piece.

"Once the time when the ancestor preached, he mentioned his personal disciples once, and there were only four of them. I don't know the names of the senior brothers. In addition, you, Senior Sister Zhenxia and Senior Brother, there are a total of six."

"There is now a personal saying by Fangcunshan that only senior brothers and senior sister Zhenxia are the only disciples. The other senior brothers don't know where to go."

Daotong Dongyun looked at the jade slip in Sun Kong's hand with his eyes shining, and said slowly.

Four people?

Will the woodcutter and Taoist nun also be the disciples of the Bodhi Patriarch?

Sun Kong's heart moved.

I saw the straight look of Daotong Dongyun, smiled, and gently threw the jade slip like a gadget.

When he saw this, Daotong Dongyun said in his heart that he was solemnly restrained the heavenly things, closed his hands, took the jade slip solemnly, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wukong, for giving the Dharma."

"Well, it's okay, go out!"

"Senior brother said goodbye."

"By the way, Senior Brother Wukong, after the battle for this cave is over, the ancestor will preach for about three days. This is a great opportunity. Senior Brother, please don't miss it when you go to seclusion and practice."

After the Taoist Tong Dongyun finished speaking, he quickly returned to his yard.

Quasi-saint preaching?

I haven't heard of it yet, so I can't miss it. Maybe I will have an epiphany and my cultivation will increase greatly!

Sun Kong wrote down this incident.

He was still very excited about the preaching of the Bodhi Patriarch. The quasi-saint preaching was with the enlargement panel, and I wonder if there would be some unexpected spark.

...

The ninth cave of Tianshan Mountain.

The cave where Fairy Qingxia is located.

She became a personal disciple of Bodhi Patriarch and was naturally qualified to enjoy the ownership of the cave for three months. However, in three days, she would also accept the challenges of the disciples.

Retreatment room.

Qingxia and Zixia sat opposite each other.

Zixia's pretty face was piled up and she was in a low mood. However, Qingxia's radiant face had never closed its smile.

"Zixia, don't be sad. I just said that Sun Wukong is not your favorite person. You don't believe it yet. You have to know the result before you are happy."

"Look, now you're better, you're even more unhappy."

Qingxia seemed to be comforting.

"My spiritual senses are not wrong. The first time I saw Sun Wukong, I felt very kind. Qingxia, don't you have this kind of sense?"

Zixia's face turned pale, the dimples on her cheeks disappeared, and she asked out loud.

"That dead monkey, I was angry at the first sight. I could just hold back and not beat him. You still have the kindness!"

Qingxia's voice became louder.

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you."

Zixia shook her head, looked at her protective spiritual treasure-Ziqing Sword with suspicion, and muttered softly:

"Can there be something wrong with the Ziqing Sword Spirit?"

"You're funny!"

"Even if you have a problem, this Ziqing Sword will not be a problem!"

Qingxia squinted the corner of her mouth and complained.

Clang!

Zixia ignored Qingxia's words, raised the Ziqing sword with her left hand, slowly pulled it open with her right hand, and a silver cold light flashed away.

She raised her sword and danced a few sword flowers before she put the sword into the scabbard, and said with a puzzled look: "It seems that there is no problem. Could it be that I really sensed it wrong?"

Puff!

Qingxia looked at Zixia's stupid look and couldn't help but smile, and a stunning smile appeared, but unfortunately no one appreciated it.

He said: "It's okay to choose anyone, I won't agree to that dead monkey anyway."

The words are over!

Zheng!

A sharp sword sounded suddenly, and the Ziqing Sword rushed out of the scabbard, and the spiritual treasure aura was greatly boosted.

It turned into a silver-white sword light and forcibly broke through the retreat formation and rushed straight to the outside world.

The two women reacted in the retreat room, stunned and looked at the purple green sword flying out in disbelief.

"Zixia, have you controlled the sword?"

"No, if I guess correctly, I won't have to find someone to draw the sword in the future. I only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals."

"I want to have someone I like!"
Chapter completed!