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Only then did Sun Wukong turn around and look at Master Black Brachial: "Oh, fat man, your head is too big, lower your head and talk to me."

"Ah~ I'm sorry!" The Black Brachial Master immediately elbows, and fell down, but the huge body is still much taller than Monkey King's: "How do you feel now?"

"That's it." Monkey King nodded, turned around and beckoned to Ding Shaping who was beside Ding Shaying: "Little bald head, come here."

Ding Shaping obediently walked to the side of Monkey King.

Master Black Brachial also turned his gaze to Ding Shaping: "He is the little doll who was carrying the Ghost Vein Jue before. It seems that the Ghost Vein Jue has indeed been obtained."

Sun Wukong said: "This time you come to Juying Mountain, it's for him. You already know about their brothers and sisters. I won't explain more. You also know the consequences of violating the destiny. So I want this little bald head to stay in your Juying Mountain, so that you can teach him to become a master."

"That's okay!" Hearing the words, Master Black Brachial nodded readily and agreed: "It's just that the Ghost Maiden Jue does not know what is going on now?"

"Ghost Pulse Jue!" Monkey King stretched out one hand flat, and a black band of evil spirits immediately appeared in his hand: "This thing sounds great, it's really rubbish, if you like it, I'll send it to you."

"Master Wukong is really joking!" Master Black Brachial waved his hand again and again: "This is something that is yin to evil, and only you can control it. It is safest to stay by your side."

"This is the Guimai Jue? Why is it just a cloud of black energy?" Miao Qiao walked over, staring at the evil spirit ball in Monkey's hand with curiosity.

"I used a special technique to refine this..." Sun Wukong said: "Don't look at its small inconspicuousness. If you breathe it into your body, you can immediately give you the power of the peak of the Nine Heavens. How about it? Try?"

Miao Qiao waved his hand immediately: "I don't want this evil thing!"

"I really don't know the goods, Jiuzhongtian's skill, are you not tempted?" Monkey King continued to confuse.

Miao Qiao still waved his hand, but Yan Lingjiao gave Sun Wukong a blank look: "It's fine if you take Yu Wanxiong as an experiment. Why do you want to experiment with Miao Qiao?"

"Experiment?" Miao Qiao looked curious when he heard the words.

"That's not it!" Yan Lingjiao said: "Yu Wanxiong learned the Ghost Vessel Art, it was Brother Wukong deliberately, saying that he wanted to see how powerful it was, but he was disappointed in the end and he took it back again..."

Zuo Qiuning exclaimed, "So, Yu Wanxiong, who has learned the Ghost Vessel Jue, was defeated by Big Brother Wukong? Can he defeat the master of Jiuzhongtian?!!!"

The people in the hall were all moved. They knew that someone had defeated Yu Wanxiong and Jia Gu, and prevented the ghost pulse technique from reappearing in the world; but they didn't know that Yu Wanxiong had even learned the ghost pulse technique. Guimai Jue, that strength is close to Jiuzhongtian, the person in front of him is a peerless master who can defeat Jiuzhongtian?

What is his strength?Nine heavens, or ten heavens?!It's no wonder that even the Black Brachial Master was so polite in front of this person.

For a while, their expressions all looked very exciting. Even Shan Yutong, who was calm and calm, was moved. He looked at Monkey King with a little surprise: "So, at least your skill should be in the Nine Heavens?"

"What Nine Heavens, Brother Wukong's strength is ten Heavens!" Liang also raised his head and said with a proud face.

"Ten Heaven!!"

Hearing such remarks, the conjectures in my heart were also confirmed. Everyone in the hall took a breath, and even the black brachial master had an expression of admiration.

Xuan Shuang's eyebrows frowned, and she took a step forward, looking at Monkey King, but she was full of curiosity: "Isn't it said that you can save all the aspirations in the world by practicing for ten days? But why are there still spiritualists appearing now?"

When the people in the hall heard this, they all looked at Monkey King with doubts.

Monkey King said: "The method I practice is different from your Yulingshou. You can treat me as a martial arts master who can match the Tenth Heaven's Yulingshou."

"A martial arts person can actually match our Tenth Heaven's Yu Ling hands?!" Xuan Shuang looked shocked.

The other people also had shocked expressions. Seriously, as Yulingshou, they really looked down on the so-called martial arts masters.

"There is no difference between high and low in the method of cultivation. All the laws are the same, and all are unified. Only when there are people who practice, there is a difference between high and low." Monkey King scanned everyone in the field: "Don't think you are a person. Yulingshou is better than others. I look down on those martial arts people. This can only mean that you are higher than others at the beginning. But in the end, who can stand at the top of the end, it’s hard to say. At first you are strong. In the end, others may not be weaker than you."

Hearing what Sun Wukong said, everyone was in deep thought, especially those radicals. Indeed, as Sun Wukong said, they look down on those martial artists, and their martial arts are obviously higher than them. Why should they hide behind the scenes and let the garbage out? The scenery is dazzling, so they have to turn back and want to be the most respected and most beautiful person.

Monkey King looked at the contemplative expressions in the hall, and then said: "In normal times, I am not too lazy to mention you, but since I'm all here, I am reminding you, what are you practicing for? Is it for beauty? For dignity? For the sake of being superior and respected? Please, don't look so vulgar, since you have practiced, you must pursue to become stronger. If you become stronger, people will respect and fear you. Why are you pursuing those imaginary things?"

As he said, Monkey King turned to look at Master Black Brachial again, and said: "And you, the thinking is too old-fashioned, and it is hard to say that it is ugly. No wonder his subordinates are going to oppose you; the world has desires 1 Hope, Yulingshou is no exception, they also have their own pursuits, your blind restrictions will only drive people crazy, so-called not to erupt in silence, just crazy in silence..."

"Then what should I do?" Master Black Brachial looked humbly asking for advice.

"In order to prevent the world from falling into panic, if you can’t tell your work, it’s better not to say. As long as you are stronger than others, those martial artists will naturally fear you and fear you, so they respect you and know that you live in the mountains. The spiritual hand is powerful. As a hermit sect, let people respect and yearn for it. Not only will it not conflict with your work, but it will also round out the vanity of those radicals. Why not do it?"

Hearing the words, Master Black Brachial suddenly opened up and suddenly felt open...