Quick Attack Gods and Demons Journey to the West

Ashamed to say it.

Zhang Tian has been practicing in Bodhi Fangcun Mountain for almost two and a half years. According to the human race's counting method, he has already experienced one Kun year.

As a result, not only could he not find out the whereabouts of his own ancestor, he even heard about his ancestor's enemies from Qingniu's mouth.

After all, Patriarch Bodhi is extremely mysterious.

Like quietness.

Apart from the True Lord Zhenwu in heaven, there was also the Southern Heavenly Emperor who came once and was invited by the ancestor. There were almost no other gods invited to Fangcun Mountain.

However, Zhang Tian looked at Zhenwu Zhenjun and it seemed that he didn't know the identity of Patriarch Bodhi either. The two of them talked more like friends who were having a good chat.

So who is the identity of the ancestor?

Zhang Tian was curious.

But Qingniu kept silent.

As if he had committed some offense.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Tian knew it was not a good idea to ask, so he stopped asking. After all, he thought he still had another 40,000 to 50,000 years to live, and he would know the answer eventually over time.

Concentrate on practicing.

In addition to reciting the Huangting Taoist Scriptures, writing the Tao Te Ching, and practicing the Future Bodhi Sutra on a daily basis, he also took out the Book of Earth he had written. After all, the Qingtian Hanyu Sword in his hand was half of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The patterns on it depict the descriptions on the Book of Earth, and it seems that the more scenes depicted on it, the more powerful it is.

So Zhang Tian served the snacks.

But there are only twelve hours in a day, and he still has to set aside time to practice the Tiangang supernatural power, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, the Rainbow Transformation Art and the Great Power. He is extremely busy.

then……

Zhang Tian looked at the medicinal fields full of weeds, the strange-looking orange trees, and the messy fruit trees and knew that he seemed to have failed in farming.

"I have to find someone to help me take care of the medicinal fields. Otherwise, with my magical power of Shennong and the blessing of vitality, I will have to come here every day to weed."

"So what kind of god am I?"

"Weed fairy?"

Zhang Tian pondered and focused his attention on the elves and monsters that he came into contact with most often. They were some elves and monsters that he discovered in the Mountain God Cave after he took control of the Mountain God Seal. They had developed intelligence and possessed a bit of wisdom.

But when he found that these little elves and monsters were constantly playing and fighting in his medicine field, pulling out herbs as weeds and pulling the tails of other monsters, he realized that these monsters were not very smart and could not be used as palu.

Zhang Tian then asked the land god for advice, "You have lived a long life, so you must be very knowledgeable. Can you teach me?"

The land god immediately had a proud look on his face, "I have lived for hundreds of years. I am not proficient in human knowledge, but I think I have some talent. When I was bored, I also worked as a teacher."

He said modestly, "Although I am not as good as the great scholar of the Mountain God whose writings can shake the wind and rain and whose words can shock the gods and ghosts, I am still able to instruct students. But what juniors does the Mountain God need to teach?"

Zhang Tian was overjoyed.

Then he led the land god to the little elves and monsters. The land god was silent, coughed a few times, and reminded them softly, "Lord Mountain God, I know how to teach people, but for something like this that is not human... I am afraid I am powerless."

"Moreover, to teach these little monsters, there is no need to teach them to read and write. All you need to do is use a simple method of enlightenment. With that method of enlightenment, they will know what to do."

Zhang Tian nodded. He knew that his side was a powerful world and there was no need for such clumsy teaching methods. He only needed to enlighten the other party and let them know what to do and impart some experience.

Can……

"I can not do it."

The land god was stunned. "Are you kidding me, Lord Mountain God? This little art of transformation is the most basic method. Not to mention immortals, even a young Taoist priest can do it."

But after thinking about it, he realized that he didn't see many children on this mountain. There was only one child on another mountain, where the legend said that Patriarch Bodhi lived.

The land god was puzzled. "Lord Mountain God, what are you doing practicing on this mountain every day?"

"They are just some minor techniques, which are used to create a little wind and rain, to jump a few meters high, and to polish the body."

The land listened.

Hey, that's really pitiful.

Then the land god answered, "Then I will think of a way for the mountain god."

Zhang Tian thanked him profusely and invited the other party to drink a cup of peach leaf juice. Then he sent him away happily, thinking in his heart that it would be great if he could not only weed and hoe the fields, but also help him prune trees, herd cattle, and organize books, and all for free!

Solve some trivial matters.

He then practiced his extremely rudimentary art of lightness which was taught to him by the Zen Master Wuchao. By exerting force with his feet, he could transform into a ray of rainbow light and fly quite far.

If you can do it, step your left foot on your right foot.

Then catch the opponent in the air.

Can fly farther.

Wait until nightfall.

He then practiced the great powers taught to him by the blue bull, strengthening his muscles and bones, and increasing his strength out of thin air.

That magical power is indeed a good one.

From learning till now.

Not even a month.

With his increased strength, Zhang Tian was able to last three to five more rounds in the martial arts competition with the monkey, which was a huge improvement.

He was content.

But the Green Ox who taught him the supernatural power of the strength of nine oxen and two tigers could not sit still, and found several excuses to teach Zhang Tian. After teaching him seven or eight times, his strength increased greatly, and he had the strength to move mountains with his physical body.

Can face monkeys.

I persisted for another three or five rounds.

Qingniu was at a loss.

Qingniu fell into deep thought.

The root of the problem was found. "No, it's not that you grow too slowly, it's this monkey that has a problem!"

Zhang Tian knew about the monkey's abnormality. He was very spiritual and had all kinds of magical powers at his fingertips. He hardly ever saw him practicing every day, but he was just like that top student. He didn't listen to lectures, do exercises, or work hard, but his grades were always top-notch. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't catch up, which made you very angry.

He deliberately said, "Old Bull! You are not teaching your apprentice to starve to death, and you are hiding something when teaching me magical powers!"

Qing Niu was furious, puffing his beard and glaring, "How could I be like that? There is definitely something wrong with you, my senior brother. I have lived for so many years and have seen thousands of gods and demons fighting, the world collapsing, and all kinds of monsters, but I have never seen anything like this."

"It won't be long before this monkey reaches the Golden Immortal level!"

"I see that his physical training has been perfected, his magical powers and martial arts are complete, he is wearing the Ruyi Golden Armor, and holding such a hard Dinghai Shenzhen in his hand. Hiss, if he is equipped with one more thing, he will be the most amazing person in the world."

What is missing?

Zhang Tian knew it very well.

That means a somersault that can travel a great distance of 108,000 miles!

Unexpectedly, Qingniu sneered, "It's a pity that he is a monkey. Although there are many flying skills in the Three Realms, there are only a few top-level skills, either those of feathered insects or those of human bodies. No matter which one, this monkey can't practice it."

"Hey, monkey is going to suffer a great loss!"

Qingniu: Don't tell me anything else. Just tell me how a monkey should fly. How should it fly?