Divine Saint Master of the Primordial Fantasy
10 Nine Revolutions and One Revolution of Xuan Skill

Shen Ji Ch

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Wang Fan looked at Sun Wukong, who was still waiting for his answer. A smile appeared on Wang Fan's face as he said to Sun Wukong,""Go play for a day and relax. It didn't matter if they went to the peach forest or other places. In short, they had to relax, especially to calm down their anxious state of mind.”

"Master, why?"

When Monkey heard this, his heart was filled with doubts. His golden furry claws scratched the back of his head a few times. Obviously, Sun Wukong did not understand Wang Fan's intentions.

"There's no need to ask. You'll know when you go.”

Wang Fan said with a smile. After saying this, Wang Fan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground without saying anything.

When Sun Wukong saw his master like this, he could only retreat. When he retreated, he was extremely puzzled. However, even though he was puzzled, he did not dare to disobey his master's orders. He was prepared to have fun.

Soon, Sun Wukong began to play in the peach forest. To monkeys, this peach forest was the best place to play. After all, monkeys naturally liked to grab branches to shift gears in the forest, and they liked to eat peaches.

The monkey was playing in the peach forest. At this moment, Wang Fan opened his eyes and looked at the monkey playing. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and then he closed his eyes again to sit quietly.

As for Patriarch Subhuti, who was at the top of Mount Innerheart, in the Tristar Crescent Cave, he had been using the Water Mirror Technique to observe the conversation between Wang Fan and Sun Wukong. When he saw Wang Fan teaching Sun Wukong so casually, he was a little puzzled.

He had only said half a month ago that he wanted Sun Wukong to become the God of War. However, now, he had made Sun Wukong, a spiritual monkey, wander around in the mountains like a wild monkey. This was the complete opposite of what Wang Fan had said half a month ago.

Patriarch Subhuti was puzzled. He racked his brains on this day, but he still could not understand Wang Fan's intentions. When the disciples of the Tristar Crescent Abode saw Patriarch Subhuti frowning in confusion, they grew rather anxious.

Patriarch Subhuti had taken in disciples, and they were filled with reverence for him. At the same time, they were also extremely concerned about him. They were puzzled and curious as to why Patriarch Subhuti was frowning so deeply.

However, none of the six disciples in the Tristar Crescent Abode dared to ask. They felt that Patriarch Subhuti was in a bad mood, and it was too risky to ask. There was a high chance that Patriarch Subhuti would reprimand them.

Patriarch Bodhi pondered for a day. After a day, Sun Wukong happily returned to Wang Fan's side and stood in front of Wang Fan. His face was full of smiles, smiles, and smiles.

"Master, I'm back."

This shout was filled with the love and respect a disciple had for their master. This shout caused Wang Fan to snap out of his thoughts. When he regained his senses, Wang Fan's Saint Master's eyes focused on his disciple. The corner of Wang Fan's mouth curled into a smile as he looked at him."Did you have fun?"

"Yes."

Sun Wukong nodded. Then, Sun Wukong continued to ask Wang Fan,""Master, you didn't tell me the method to reach perfection this morning. Can you tell me now?”

"The method to reach perfection. Haven't you already reached the perfection of the first revolution of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art?”

Wang Fan said with a faint smile on his angular face.

"Ah?"

Sun Wukong cried out in surprise. His pair of monkey ears twitched slightly as he sensed his own body. He found that he had completely cultivated the first cycle of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.

"Why is it like this, Master? He had clearly been cultivating for several days without being able to cultivate to the Perfection Realm. How could he have unknowingly entered the Perfection Realm of the First Cycle of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art?”

Sun Wukong looked at Wang Fan curiously.

"The reason is simple. Because you have been so impatient for the past fifteen days. Although you have overcome all difficulties and constantly broken through the difficult problems of cultivation, you have completely lost your calm in the bottom of your heart. You only want to break through, but you have never thought that as long as you slow down your mind and change your anxious mind, you will be able to reach perfection.”

"I let you play in the forest today to change your mood. When your mood changes, you will naturally break through. Cultivation also requires a certain degree of relaxation. You can't be too relaxed, nor can you be too persistent. Do you understand?”

These words resounded throughout the entire peach forest. These words entered Sun Wukong's mind, making Sun Wukong respect his master who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

So it was because of his state of mind.

Sun Wukong was convinced and nodded at Wang Fan. It meant that he understood Wang Fan's words. Now, Sun Wukong had even more respect for Wang Fan.

If Sun Wukong had treated Wang Fan as his teacher and respected him before, then now, Sun Wukong had treated Wang Fan as his parents and respected him.

Patriarch Subhuti, who was in the Tristar Crescent Abode, was using a water mirror technique to observe the situation. He gasped.

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