Looking at the thousand-year-old peaches and ginseng fruits in front of him, Russell almost drooled. These were the finest treasures, which could grant immortality to mortals if one took a bite of them. These were good things that only officials in heaven could taste once in tens of thousands of years.
"If you eat these things, you might be able to become a Xuanxian in one fell swoop. If you practice the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong, you can barely practice the Minor Success Golden Body, and your physical body can compete with Xuanxian without being defeated, and your realm will be that of a Celestial Immortal."
Sun Wukong said it very lightly, which made Russell's breathing quicken. He had been practicing for several years and had just reached the realm of Heavenly Master. If he told others about it, it would scare a lot of people to death.
And he always talks about being a celestial immortal or a profound immortal. This involves so many levels. If he really practices, it would take at least a hundred years.
Russell thought about it carefully and felt that it was normal. With so many resources, even a pig could become a Tianpeng.
Think about how Sun Wukong, who had just entered the Sanxing Cave and practiced for seven years without any cheats, was able to defeat groups of gods and immortals, eat as many peaches as he could, and cheat all the way. How arrogant he was.
I’m not bad either!
I’m not bad either!
Russell nodded vigorously, feeling a surge of heroic spirit in his heart, but when he thought about going to Dragon Palace, this heroic spirit gradually disappeared.
The Dragon Palace is not a place that ordinary people can enter whenever they want. Even though the Monkey King rushed in directly and stole a treasure, nothing happened to him.
Back then, Nezha, the third prince of the Li family, offended the Dragon King of the East China Sea and was forced to cut off his flesh to repay his father and his bones to repay his mother. It was a very miserable thing.
He glanced at Sun Wukong and walked over to him with a playful smile, "Great Sage, can you lend me a few of your furs?"
"Even one will do!"
Russell looked at Sun Wukong's body full of hair with a look of envy. This monkey is already a great master, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to defeat a golden immortal with just two hairs, right
Sun Wukong had a look of disdain on his face, and an avatar disappeared in front of him. "When you go to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, be more domineering and just say my name, Old Sun. Times have changed!"
Are times different now
Russell's face was full of question marks and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. What does this mean
At this time, he did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all.
When the little King of Hell heard that he was going to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, she clamored to go too. She had lived in the underworld for so long and had never been to the East China Sea.
Looking at the spoiled little King of Hell, Russell pondered for a few seconds and agreed decisively. With the little King of Hell by his side, Donghai shouldn't do anything to them, right
In fact.
He was indeed a little optimistic.
Going to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea was not an easy task in the past. After all, the East China Sea was the base of the old Dragon King, and ordinary people could come and go as they pleased.
There are often patrolling Yakshas.
But now it is different. The East China Sea Dragon Palace has a high-speed railway and is closely connected to the Flower-Fruit Mountain. You can take a car directly from the Flower-Fruit Mountain to the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Russell was very happy, thinking that he might be the one who saved the least effort to get to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. But as soon as he and the little King of Hell got off the station, he discovered that something was wrong.
The East China Sea Dragon Palace Station was empty, with almost no one there. Instead, it was filled with all kinds of small fry, looking at him nervously.
"Oh no! Someone is coming to Huaguo Mountain."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, report to the king."
“It doesn’t look like a monkey?”
“Is this different from a monkey?”
"It seems the same..."
Russell's face was filled with black lines. You guys are just a bunch of idiots. No wonder you're called idiots. Don't you even know what a human looks like? Have you never seen a human
He pulled the little King of Hell step by step towards the palace in the distance. Before he walked out, he was stopped by a lobster soldier, "Sir, please come here to register."
Sign in
Russell was stunned for three seconds. Is this what Sun Wukong meant by the times changing
He walked straight over. Someone had already prepared a form there. It was very simple. Apart from the name and the person being visited, there was also an introduction to the reason for the visit, which took up a whole space and consisted of dozens of lines.
The lobster soldier at the side served tea and water, and also brought a lot of specialties from the sea. He asked casually, "What are you doing in the East China Sea? I grew up here, so maybe I can introduce you to it."
"Borrow a weapon."
Borrow weapons? Borrow weapons again
The lobster soldier shuddered with fear, remembering the miserable state of his senior, and shuddered, "Does the Immortal have proof of the weapon?"
"What the hell?" Russell looked confused.
"According to the request of the Emperor of Heaven, for the safety of all living beings, all immortals who possess immortal weapons are now required to obtain a weapon certificate and register it."
The lobster soldier heaved a sigh of relief, with a hint of smugness in his eyes, which made Russell doubt his life and even unsure whether he should do it or not.
He turned to look at another soldier, the fish-headed monster, and said, "Come here, come here. I want to ask you a question."
The fish-headed monster staggered over and asked, "What's the problem, Immortal?"
"Can I borrow a weapon, please? The kind without a certificate."
"What weapon?"
"The kind of weapon that doesn't need proof."
"Borrow what?"
Russell fell into silence. He gritted his teeth viciously, "Damn it, are you making fun of me?"
The fish-headed monster looked confused, "Ah, what are you talking about? You have to be quick, I only have seven seconds of memory."
Russell: …
"Go take a rest!"
"Dele!"
Phew, that’s so scary, I finally survived.
Watching the fish-headed monster leave, Russell began to doubt his life. He turned around and looked at another crab monster. "Does your East China Sea Dragon Palace have any weapons that don't require proof of weaponry?"
The crab monster was silent for a moment, then threw the weapon in his hand to the ground, "My Lord, three years have passed. I don't want to be a soldier anymore. Go ask the others."
After saying this, he ran away in style, leaving his colleagues in shock and envy.
Russell was dumbfounded. Are the people guarding the Dragon Palace in the new era so unique
He turned his gaze to another one, a sea snake spirit, "Let me ask you..."
Before he could finish his words, the sea snake fell to its knees and started crying, "My Immortal... You don't know... The Dragon Palace has many treasures and a lot of magical weapons, but the most powerful one is the three-pointed, two-edged sword. But there is a three-eyed creature who relies on being a relative of the Emperor of Heaven to bully men and women and do all kinds of evil. My Immortal might as well enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and go directly to Guanjiangkou to get the three-pointed, two-edged sword, but I'm afraid it will offend people..."
"My Lord, why don't you get on the train and go to the next stop, the West Sea. I heard there are more treasures there, and I can even put together a set of armor for you!"
"That temporary worker is here. The immortal is here to ask you a question. I have a stomachache. Please come and receive him!"
Russell: (°ー°〃)
Looking at the reactions of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and thinking about the weird words of Sun Wukong, it seems that the chaos in the Dragon Palace by Sun Wukong in the past has left quite a shadow on these little soldiers.
If you do the math, it’s been less than a thousand years. For them, it seems like it happened just last year.
The psychological trauma from being beaten by a monkey...
A bit big...
Chapter 564: How deep is the psychological trauma of being beaten by a monkey