Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

"It's a guest who comes from afar! Is this the way I taught you how to treat a guest? Go back and reflect on the wall! Come to me when you think about it!" The village chief was very strict with this young man.

The young man did not dare to say more, and left after agreeing.

"I'll take you to see where I found you." The old village chief was a Monkey King who came with him.

When Sun Wukong saw this altar, he was stunned.

There is a statue on the altar, isn't that the god of death?It really is this god of death, how did he become a statue.

Sun Wukong stared at the statue above the altar, staring into the eyes of the god of death, as if trying to see through him.

Is the god of death already?impossible!Sun Wukong denied his idea.

Thinking that Sun Wukong saw the exact same statue as himself before, and now he saw the god of death.There must be some connection between this.

Why is this place so strange, why does it have statues of itself and the god of death.

Could it be that the people here designed a scam?Knowing that my god of death is coming to confuse us with such bizarre events ahead of time, if this is not the case, could it be that some ancestors foretold our arrival a long time ago?

What Sun Wukong doesn't know is how brilliant his ancestors were.

It was not accidental that he met the God of Death. After all, very few people with extraordinary talents would eventually come together.

Sun Wukong stared at the statue, unable to speak for a long time.

The village chief looked at Sun Wukong's unbearable gaze, and felt a little strange. This god of death has always been the god of rest in their village, but to outsiders, the name of the god of death alone is very unlucky. Why does Sun Wukong keep staring at him? look at him

The village chief did not want to disturb him, but did the village chief leave.

He knew that Sun Wukong was very strong, stronger than anyone in this village.

But the village chief is not afraid, he can feel the kindness from Sun Wukong, but after seeing this god of death, it is a little strange.

Sun Wukong murmured: If the god of death saw his statue, how would he react?

At noon, I suddenly felt the doubts of the old village chief next to me. He wanted to explain it to him, but he didn't know where to start.

Could it be that this god of death is his friend?

It's just disrespectful

However, the most revered person in this village is the god of death. If they see the god of death, what will happen?

Sun Wukong asked the old village chief if he could stay here for a few days. The old village chief readily agreed. Although he was a little curious about Sun Wukong, he was still very hospitable.

The next morning, Sun Wukong woke up, and he slept all night.It feels very comfortable.

The genius is bright, there is a touch of fish belly white in the east, the sun has not yet come out, and some are only faint purple.

Sun Wukong walked around the village, still thinking about the death statue yesterday.

He went around the front door of the village and found many children practicing the exercises.There is a big person in front as a teacher, instructing them how to breathe in and gather Qi.

The serious and miraculous expression on the child's face made Sun Wukong feel very familiar.

Sun Wukong tilted his head to look at all this, remembering the scene of his cultivation when he was a child.

Can't help but miss, some children saw Sun Wukong.He smiled at Sun Wukong. The population in the village is not particularly large. Almost everyone knows Sun Wukong. A strange face is very novel here, especially for children.

Going forward, there are some older children practicing martial arts, but there are only five or six in total.

Sun Wukong watched them practice, and he couldn't help but take out his golden cudgel. As soon as the golden cudgel came out, the imposing manner immediately frightened the young people who were practicing.

Sun Wukong didn't think of this either, but when he saw them practicing in the morning, that kind of blood came up again.Now that the golden hoops are out, let's practice a set for them to see.

Sun Wukong waved the golden cudgel. It had been a long time since he had done such a simple dance with him. Only after careful feeling did he realize that he and the golden cudgel had such a tacit understanding, it was like a man and a stick.

Sun Wukong was gradually immersed in the stick technique, and the people watching were also immersed in it. There were more and more people watching, and almost everyone in the entire village was shocked.

Sun Wukong's movements are smooth and flowing, good-looking without losing momentum, firm and soft, full of beauty, but also a lot of power.

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, with a faint breath, as if it was going to take everything away.

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When the wind blew through the surroundings, everything became a little blurry. Sun Wukong patted his head and stood up. They fell into a coma just now.

The God of Death was beside him at this time, and Sun Wukong shook his body, and the God of Death stood up.

"I had a dream just now that I seemed to have entered a village."

After hearing Sun Wukong's words, Death's expression was surprised, it seemed that he had the same dream just now.

Before I could think about it, the two of them looked at 4 weeks.

At this point, the two of them already understood that they had truly entered the world within that door.

The door that seems to suppress the ages.

This is a vast world. It is white and white. It seems that there is no heaven and earth. It does not even feel the flow of time here. It seems that as long as you stay here, you will live forever.

"What the hell is this place?"

He felt surprised at this place in his heart, and at the same time had some vigilance. This place is extremely mysterious. The two of them came in through the mysterious door, and there was originally a powerful barrier around the door, but it was inexplicable. People inhale it, and no matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel right.

And more importantly, he felt that there seemed to be a few extremely powerful eyes watching him secretly in this place, even if he had now advanced to the peak of chaos, and was only a line away from the realm of God, but the masters of those eyes and himself. The gap between them is still like a dragon and an ant.