Journey to the West: Evolving from a Scripture to a Chaos Treasure
2 I, Old Sun? The third night? Teaching? This was Mount Innerheart!

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Excitement!

Su Zi 'An was excited again!

Ever since he had advanced to a low-grade magic tool, Su Zi 'An's hearing had improved greatly.

When Su Zi 'An first transmigrated to the Book of Transcendent Mortals, he could only hear the sounds within ten feet. Now, he could hear the sounds within the entire Scripture Depository.

The footsteps sounded light and cheerful, and it was a footstep that he had never heard before.

This was a disciple who had just entered the immortal sect.

"He needs the most basic Qi Refinement techniques!”

After entering the immortal sect, he had to choose a Qi Refinement technique from the Scripture Depository. He had to choose a cultivation technique that was suitable for him among the more than 100 Qi Refinement techniques.

Perhaps!

It was possible!

This new immortal sect disciple would choose him!

Su Zi 'An had already figured out the way to advance, and that was to let more people cultivate the breathing Qi Refinement Technique that he had recorded.

The more powerful and profound they cultivated with this cultivation technique, the more Su Zi 'An would receive feedback and be able to raise his own grade.

He really hoped that this new disciple would pick him to cultivate the Qi Refining Technique.

Dang dang dang-

Plop!

A strange sound rang out in the Sutra Depository. The sound of footsteps came from far away, and from near to far. It was unpredictable and sometimes overturned something.

The bookshelf must have been overturned by this new disciple.

What a bold person.

This person was not idle. Ever since he entered the Sutra Depository, he had walked back and forth and even passed by the bookshelf where Su Zi 'An was dozens of times!!

It didn't seem like he was here to read scriptures and cultivation techniques. Instead, it seemed like he was here to steal something.

Another hour passed, and the new disciple was still walking around the Scripture Depository. Su Zi 'An could vaguely hear the figure mumbling to himself.

"I, Old Sun!"

"This time, I've finally entered an immortal sect and can cultivate the art of longevity.”

Enter an immortal sect and cultivate the art of longevity?

Su Zi 'An couldn't help but smile. If he wanted to live forever, he had to at least pass the 39 Heavenly Tribulations, ascend to the Immortal World, and be ranked in the Immortal Class.

This person had just entered the immortal sect and was already thinking about immortality?

He was overestimating himself.

"The Art of Longevity. I wonder if the Art of Longevity is in the Sutra Depository.”

"Why isn't there any scripture that records the method of longevity in the Sutra Depository?”

"Even the words 'immortality' have never appeared before. Boring, boring. It's only the first watch now, and I, Old Sun, still have to wait until the third watch.”

The first watch is the first quarter of Tianxu, the second watch is the third quarter of Tianhai, and the third watch is the time of the emperor.

It was about seven o'clock in the evening. This new disciple should have crossed the line in the early hours of the morning. He still needed to wait for another four hours.

No wonder he was so anxious.

The new disciple kept muttering to himself. Su Zi 'An listened to his muttering and quickly understood the background of this new disciple.

This immortal sect disciple was not someone who had just entered the immortal sect at all.

Instead, he had already stayed in the immortal sect for seven years!

In these seven years, this disciple had learned how to sweep and deal with things, advance and retreat, and cultivate the three religions.

These three religions were respectively Daoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism. They talked about the true meaning of Daoism, the understanding of Buddhism, and Confucianism.

"Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism? Could it be that I've transmigrated to the ancient world?”

Su Zi 'An was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart. He continued to listen to this disciple's mutterings, trying to understand the appearance of this world.

"I, Old Sun, traveled across the sea for ten years before entering the immortal sect. After another seven years, I can finally see the immortality technique!”

"It turns out that the peaches on Peach Mountain only bloom and bear fruit once a year. I have been in the mountain for seven years. I wonder how the monkeys on Flowerfruit Mountain are doing.”

Hmm?

When Su Zi 'An heard this, he felt that something was wrong.

Flowerfruit Mountain?

Monkey?

Why did it feel a little familiar?

I, Old Sun?

Could it be that this disciple was already over sixty years old?

Seven years of learning and ten years of journey. Seventeen years had passed.

However, this disciple had been working hard in the immortal sect for seven years, learning the true meaning of the three religions and etiquette. Only an old man could do this, right?

In that case, this disciple of the immortal sect was relatively old. It was normal for him to have many children and grandchildren.

It was reasonable for people with the surname Sun to call their descendants monkeys.

At the second watch, this disciple surnamed Sun became even more anxious, and his muttering became even louder.

This was also the time when Su Zi 'An had only heard about it for a day at most.

"It's only the second watch? When will it be midnight?"

"Master told me to go and find him in the middle of the night. I still have to wait. I wonder what Master is doing now? Are you preparing to teach me the method of longevity?”

"I want to learn the art of immortality. I don't want to learn the divine arts in the Sutra Depository.”

"I just don't know if those senior brothers have learned the art of immortality.”

“......”

Perhaps he was tired from walking, this disciple surnamed Sun simply sat on the ground, not far from the bookshelf where Su Zi 'An was.

At this moment, Su Zi 'An had already given up on this disciple surnamed Sun.

Even if he chose his Qi Refinement technique, how many years could he live in the future?

The cultivation that was fed back to him was even less!

Su Zi 'An sighed.

"When Teacher was preaching, I heard what Teacher said and had a lot of insights. That was why I got carried away and was knocked three times by Teacher with a ferule!”

"Hehe, aren't you asking me to look for Teacher at midnight?”

"When Teacher left, he placed his hands behind his back and left the eyes of the senior brothers. He should have asked me to enter from the back door to find Teacher!”

"Wukong Wukong, teacher gave me a name. If I still can't comprehend anything, then this name would be in vain.”

“......”

Boom!

Su Zi 'An, who had been annoyed by the words earlier, suddenly jolted awake.

Wukong!

I'm Old Sun!

The third watch!

Teacher!

Seven years of learning, ten years of journey! Peach Mountain!

this, this

Su Zi 'An instantly understood.

"Journey to the West! This was the Journey to the West, and the disciple surnamed Sun who had entered the Sutra Depository was not an old man in his sixties, but Sun Wukong!”

The Sun Wukong who would wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace and be suppressed in the Five Fingers Mountain for 500 years.

He didn't transmigrate to Xianxia, but to the world of Journey to the West. He should be in the Sutra Depository of Mount Innerheart.

And he became a scripture that recorded the basic Qi Refinement techniques in the Sutra Depository.

At this moment!

Sun Wukong had been his disciple for seven years. Tonight, in the middle of the night, he was looking for Patriarch Bodhi alone. He was officially stepping onto the path of cultivation.

Sun Wukong was hit three times by Grandmaster Bodhi with his ferule. Sun Wukong went to learn from Grandmaster Bodhi in the middle of the night. Su Zi 'An could not forget this scene.

In the 20 years that he had been writing this scripture, Su Zi 'An would recall his life on Earth, and he had recalled Journey to the West dozens of times!!

It was impossible for him to remember wrongly.

This immortal sect was Mount Innerheart, and the one sitting next to it was Sun Wukong.

Excitement!

At this moment, Su Zi 'An had never been so excited before. He made a bold decision.

"Crash!"

A ray of light suddenly appeared on the bookshelf.

"Suspicious?"

Sun Wukong, who was sitting below, was attracted by the sudden light and actually stood up.

He curiously picked up the scripture.

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