In the eyes of Patriarch Subhuti and most of the immortals, gods, and Buddhas in this world, Pangu was the son of the Great Dao and the son of true destiny. It was an existence that could open up worlds and destroy them.
Once he became Pangu, he would transcend the world and surpass everything in the world.
Patriarch Subhuti dared to confirm that Monkey, who was born with the Five-Colored Stone, was born with the destiny of a great era. If a person who was on the trend of the era cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art and walked through Pangu, there was really a slight chance that he could successfully cultivate and vindicate the Dao.
Ancestral Master Bodhi's mind was filled with thoughts. Through the Water Mirror Technique, Wang Fan had already extracted a piece of bone from Sun Wukong's arm. Then, he grabbed at the tree and countless spiritual wood juices burst out from it. The spiritual wood juices were filled with spiritual energy, and the droplets scattered like morning dew. It was so unique.
Under the sunlight, the juice emitted a seven-colored light. The seven-colored light shone on the world, dazzling the entire peach forest. The juice that reflected the sunlight finally fell on Sun Wukong's arm. Sun Wukong's broken arm began to grow, and his completely broken arms began to grow back.
His veins were reconnected, and his muscles were restored. In just the time for an incense stick to burn, Sun Wukong's arms had completely recovered. At this moment, Sun Wukong's arms were shorter than before. They were about the same length as a normal human and had countless golden monkey fur.
Sun Wukong straightened his back and stood on the ground. He raised his hands and looked at his arms. Seeing that his arms were intact, he almost felt that his arms were not broken.
If it wasn't for the pain that was still lingering in Sun Wukong's heart, Sun Wukong would have thought that his broken arm was just an illusion.
"I have just helped you build a perfect foundation. As long as you cultivate step by step, you will definitely be able to become the Battle God in ten million years, the supreme and invincible God in the world. Wukong, try to circulate your mystic cultivation now and see if it's better.”
Wang Fan removed the effects of the two skills, and then he felt a burst of stamina. It seemed that the use of the Saint Master's skills was related to stamina. Wang Fan held the peach tree and panted twice. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth as he slowly said to Sun Wukong.
Master's words entered Wukong's ears, causing him to snap out of his daze. Then, he began to circulate the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art. This time, the power in his body flowed non-stop. A huge amount of spiritual power and mana circulated, emitting a sound like mercury flowing.
After circulating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art for a while, Sun Wukong noticed that the speed of circulating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was at least half as fast as before, and the spiritual power was also purer. It could be said that Wang Fan's so-called foundation forging had indeed helped Sun Wukong a lot.
Sun Wukong fell into ecstasy. His monkey-like face was filled with ecstasy. Then, he flipped in excitement and climbed to a peach tree. While eating a big peach to ease his excitement, he said to Wang Fan,"Master, master. The speed of my Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art has increased by half, and the speed at which I become a Battle God will be even faster!!!”
Upon hearing this, Wang Fan revealed a satisfied expression. He was very satisfied with his god-level passive skill, Saint Master's Eyes. After seeing through Sun Wukong's cultivation flaws and making up for it, it actually allowed his disciple Sun Wukong's cultivation speed to increase by 0.5 times.
As expected of a god-level passive skill from the system!
Wang Fan sighed in his heart.
After sighing, Wang Fan also hurriedly ate peaches to replenish his strength.
Time passed quickly. Half a month passed by like flowing water. It was like a white horse passing through a crack, and no one noticed it.
In this half a month, Wang Fan's disciple Sun Wukong's cultivation could be said to have continuously advanced bravely, cutting through thorns and thorns. He continued to move forward.
The first level of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art had been cultivated to near perfection, and his realm had also crossed from refining essence into qi to refining essence into spirit.
Sun Wukong's thoughts and psyche force were getting stronger and stronger.
The first level of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art consisted of two realms. The first realm was to refine essence into qi, and the second realm was to refine qi into spirit.
Logically speaking, after reaching the stage of Qi Transforming into Spirit, one would be able to cultivate the second level of the mystic art. However, Wang Fan didn't do so. He didn't teach Sun Wukong the essence of the second level of the mystic art. Instead, he let Sun Wukong continue to cultivate.
In the eyes of Wang Fan, the Myriad World Saint Master, as his disciple, the hot shot of the world of the West, and the protagonist of the era, his foundation must be incomparably thick. If he did not cultivate to perfection, how could he be worthy of the radiation of this world!!!
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