Chapter seven hundred and eighty sixth forty thousand years of aging
The Monkey King said, staring at Chu Ming with a pair of bright eyes, as if he wanted to see Chu Ming through.
However, Chu Ming did not feel like he was being spied on. The so-called transparent vision was just Chu Ming's illusion. The eyes of the Monkey King were too bright, which led to this illusion.
In fact, this is just an ordinary sweep.
“I wonder what senior’s opinion is?!”
Chu Ming asked sincerely.
"I can't speak of opinions. I have never walked your path and I don't understand your most fundamental dilemma. However, I have lived a long time and seen a lot, so I can give you some suggestions."
As the Monkey King spoke, he picked up a piece of dragon meat as thin as a cicada's wing with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
This dragon meat is naturally not a real dragon meat. There is no such thing as a real dragon in the world. There are only hybrid dragons. This is the meat of a dragon.
Chu Ming sensed a holy power in this dragon flesh. This was not an ordinary saint, but the flesh and blood of a saint king.
Chu Ming recalled briefly, and suddenly remembered that when Saint King Walker was first born, one of the several Saint Kings he killed was a Saint King of the Blood Dragon Clan. He thought that this piece of dragon meat came from that Saint King.
The Blood Dragon King was also unlucky. He was the first to hit the Monkey King and was beaten to death.
And with the birth of Holy King Walker, the eight ancient tribes reacted very quickly and directly united to surround and kill Holy King Walker.
Of course, that siege ended in nothing. With their lineup, it would not be a problem to kill the Holy King Walker, but they were determined to be taken away by the Holy King Walker's dying counterattack.
This was the result of the current coexistence of the nine races.
A drop of the Saint King's blood can kill the Taoist Dao King. It can be said to be a peerless beast that cannot be touched easily. However, the dragon flesh in front of you has eliminated all murderous intent, leaving only pure flesh and blood essence.
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Chu Ming had just eaten a few slices. This was indeed a supreme delicacy. It could be said to be the most delicious thing Chu Ming had ever eaten since he could remember.
But equally, the essence contained in these thin slices of dragon meat is also terrifying. Originally, Chu Ming's body had become a saint, his energy and blood were like a vast ocean, and his body was like a bottomless pit, with no way in or out, but now it was thin.
The few thin slices of dragon meat made him feel like he was overstuffed. His energy, blood, and essence were boiling, and he was restless. The energy and blood even tended to break through his body, which made him afraid to continue eating.
However, with these pieces of dragon meat, Chu Ming felt that his energy and blood had become more condensed, and his physical body became stronger again.
The flesh and blood of strange beasts like dragons rarely possess innate supernatural powers. If the beings of other races could bathe in its blood and devour its flesh, it would be of great benefit to themselves.
There were two people eating meat in the carriage, but the meat on the plate never decreased because there was a third person in the carriage.
It was a middle-aged man with a square appearance and a dull breath. He was wearing gray clothes. The eyes in his eyes were not smart and looked very dull.
The realm of the middle-aged man is not high, or there is no realm at all, because he has not even opened the wheel sea, he is just a mortal, but his body seems to contain infinite divine power, his body is like a sea of summer, and his qi and blood are strong
, comparable to a holy king.
The reason Chu Ming was able to become a saint physically was because of his special physique. From the beginning of his practice, he had been refining his body with thunder tribulations. The most important thing was because of the secret method of Dragon Elephant Nirvana. From a mortal to the second level of Xiantai, a total of
In the twenty-four small realms, Chu Ming's physical body has also gone through nirvana twenty-four times. Each nirvana is a rebirth. It is precisely because of this that Chu Ming's physical body is as strong as a saint in the second heaven of Xiantai.
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Even the human holy body, which is said to be the strongest in physical form and could compete with the Great Emperor if it were fully developed, was probably not that powerful when it was in the second heaven of Xiantai.
In the second heaven of Chu Ming Xiantai, it is already a miracle that the physical body has become a saint, but for a mortal with a different practice to have a physical body comparable to that of a holy king, this is simply unbelievable.
If there wasn't a living example in front of him, Chu Ming would never believe that there could be such a strange person in the world.
The third man has been cutting the meat. He cuts it very slowly. It takes a long time to cut a piece of meat. However, all the murderous intentions of the pieces of meat cut off by him are eliminated, and only the purest essence is left.
It was an eye-opener for Chu Ming to use only a knife made of wood to achieve this effect without using any divine power to eliminate the murderous intent and traces of life in the flesh and blood.
"The path you are taking may be different from the normal path. What is the correct path for ordinary practitioners may be the wrong path for people like you." The Holy King of Walkers said.
"In my time, everyone followed the step-by-step process of slaying the Tao and overcoming the tribulations. Everything was business as usual. Many people even successfully survived the tribulations and became kings by slaying the Tao."
"But similarly, when they become kings, it is also when they become extinct, without exception!"
"So I feel that after cutting all the way, there may be other ways to go." The Monkey King expressed his thoughts.
"After all, there are no good or bad roads in the world, only whether they are suitable or not. Since the road is like this, why can't the path of practice be like this too? There are countless ways, countless ways, and countless possibilities, instead of now
In this way, cultivate the sea of wheels, the Tao palace, the four poles, transform into dragons, and the immortal platform."
"For practitioners, the strongest is not necessarily the best, the most suitable is the best!"
"Of course, for you, this strongest path may be the most suitable."
The Monkey King said with a smile.
While talking, he lifted the wine jar and got himself another glass of wine. The golden viscous liquid fell in an arc, like a golden rainbow bridge.
"Do you know the origin of this drink?!"
Monkey King suddenly asked.
"Appreciate further details."
Chu Ming said.
"Actually, this wine is my own wine, my fame wine!"
"In my time, when a child was born in a wealthy family, they would bury the child in wine. If it was a girl, it would be called daughter's red wine, and if it was a boy, it would be called fame wine."
"The richer the family is, the more wine they have hidden away!"
"And the family I was born into was extremely wealthy. When I was born, eighteen thousand jars of fine wine were buried underground in the hope that they would be uncovered when I got married!"
"It's just that who would have thought that I, with my stupid talent, would be destined to be immortal, and before I was even a minor, I would enter the immortal mountain and leave the world of mortals."
Saint King Walker spoke eloquently, but Chu Ming instantly grasped the key to it. When they got married, it was revealed and aged for 40,000 years. This story really should not have appeared in Saint King Walker, the peerless Saint King.
You know, in Chu Ming's original idea, a person like the Monkey King should be a person who has been shining all the way to the top since he was born. How could such a person lack the encounter with the goddess and saint?
Maybe I will be alone and without a Taoist companion?!