The Great Sage is coming, and my mother is actually the White Bone Demon

Chapter 107 Wukong helps, Corpse King transforms
Who would have imagined that a great Golden Immortal would actually become the younger brother of a small Earthly Immortal.

If this matter were to get out, I'm afraid the entire three realms would burst into laughter.

However, things are so magical, Bai Ze did it.

Bai Ze said, "Blue-haired lion, then you should continue to stay in the well pretending to be the king. Tang Seng will arrive in three days. Then you can go to him as the king of Wuji and ask him to rescue you from the well."

"Okay, my lord."

The green-haired lion bowed, then changed into the appearance of the King of the Black Chicken Kingdom again and jumped into the well.

The ox then brought another stone and covered the mouth of the well.

Afterwards, Bai Ze and Huang Niu bid farewell to the King of Wu Ji and went to meet up with the team again.

At this moment, Bai Ze's two badges began to glow.

One of them was a communication symbol from the Biyou Palace, on which was written: Tang Monk and his disciples will arrive at the Wuji Kingdom in three days.

As expected, Tang Seng was informed throughout the whole process, for fear that the monsters along the way would miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The other one is Bai Ze's identity token, which is the certificate of the Purple Bamboo Forest in Luojia Mountain, Putuo. It shows that one hundred incense sticks have been received this month. After deducting 20 points of personal income tax, Bai Ze still has 80 points left.

"It seems like I can go to the ghost market and take a look."

Bai Ze possesses the Nine Netherworld Fire, which allows him to enter the underworld in his physical body. There are ghost markets in some larger cities in the underworld.

The Ghost Market is the black market in the Three Realms, where you can often find some unexpected things.

The universal currency in these three realms is naturally incense.

Now that Bai Ze has eighty incense points, he suddenly thinks of going to the ghost market.

"Forget it, let's finish the matter with the Green-haired Lion first and find a place to survive the tribulation as soon as possible."

After surviving the calamity, he will face Red Boy. This is a crucial battle that will change Bai Ze's fate.

Only by defeating Red Boy can Bai Ze replace him and obtain the Taoist name Shancai, so that he can become an acquired saint in his lifetime.

Such an achievement even exceeds the 81 difficulties that Tang Monk and his disciples went through in their journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. After all, after successfully obtaining the scriptures, Tang Monk and Sun Wukong only became innate saints.

As for Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie, they are the lowest level among the innate saints.

As long as Bai Ze gets the Taoist name Shancai, he will have the opportunity to become a saint.

He is a person of the same level as Shishi and Nuwa, and he is at the top of the three realms.

Tatata!
The cow's hooves kept stepping in the sky, crossing the green mountains and clear waters, and soon they saw the team of pilgrims again in a small valley.

The yellow ox ran down from the sky, and everyone also discovered Bai Ze.

Sun Wukong was the first to come up and asked, "Have you finished your business, little brother?"

Bai Ze suddenly left the team in the middle of the game. Everyone knew that he had something to do without him saying it, but Wukong didn't ask Bai Ze what it was.

"Well, it's done."

Bai Ze nodded three times, and these three nods were quite obvious. He believed that Wukong could understand.

After all, when Patriarch Bodhi knocked on his head three times, he still knew to go and learn the Dharma secretly at midnight. Bai Ze didn't believe that Wukong couldn't understand.

After all, in order to tame the green-haired lion, Wukong still needs to be merciful.

Otherwise, once his sharp eyes shine, the Green-haired Lion and the King of Black Chicken might be exposed, and the whole plan would fail.

"hehe."

Sun Wukong smiled meaningfully, obviously he understood Bai Ze's hint.

Zhu Bajie said, "Brother Bai Ze, you didn't bring back any good food during your trip. I don't have any fat in my stomach. I am sick of eating instant noodles every day."

Tang Monk rebuked him: "You pig-head, you complain about having enough to eat now. In the past, you lived in the open air and begged for alms everywhere, which was much easier than this."

Bai Ze said: "I'm so sorry, I was in such a hurry and forgot to bring anything for everyone.

But don't be discouraged, Old Pig. I have just been to the capital of the Kingdom of Wuji, and Buddhism and Taoism are indeed flourishing in that Kingdom of Wuji.

There are many Taoist temples, and even more Buddhist temples, and there are many Buddhists among the people, so there is no shortage of offerings there."

"really?"

Zhu Bajie was immediately delighted and even started drooling.

"Need I say more?" Bai Ze said.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get going and go to the Black Chicken Kingdom to have a vegetarian meal." Zhu Bajie took the initiative to run to lead the white dragon horse, wishing he could fly to the Black Chicken Kingdom immediately.

The group set out on the journey to the west. The hardships they endured were part of their training, just like Bajie and Wukong, who could fly but could only walk to the west with their feet.

They were also not allowed to use any magic storage devices, so they had to either beg for alms or carry everything in their luggage, so their journey was extremely difficult.

Even if Bai Ze joined and provided some dried food, it would only reduce the suffering of the pilgrims.

That night.

At three o'clock in the morning, when everyone had gone to bed, Wukong came to meet Bai Ze as expected.

Wukong asked, "Little brother Bai Ze, what do you want from me?"

Bai Ze then told Wukong everything that happened in the Black Chicken Kingdom.

Wukong said: "Haha, you have a big heart, you actually want to revive the demon race?

Don’t end up like me, Old Sun, in a miserable situation.”

Bai Ze said: "I need the Great Sage's help in this matter."

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said, "It's nothing, as long as it doesn't affect the mission of obtaining the scriptures. As for the fact that there is an old monster in the team?
Haha, among my three brothers, which one of them is not a weirdo?
Besides, although the magic power of the green-haired lion is not as good as mine, it is still better than Bajie and Wujing. If he can join, I will have some free time."

With Wukong's statement, Bai Ze can rest assured.

The pilgrim team continued to move forward, and the short three days passed in a flash.

Because they were close to the capital of the Wuji Kingdom, there were more and more pedestrians on the road. In addition, there were many Buddhists in the Wuji Kingdom, and sometimes passing merchants came to make offerings.

This made Bajie so happy that he accepted all kinds of delicious food and stuffed them all into his stomach.

"It's getting late, let's go to Wuji King's capital tomorrow." said Tang Seng.

At this moment, the group was only ten miles away from Wujiwangdu, but it was gradually getting dark. They happened to come across an abandoned land temple and decided to spend the night there.

Bai Ze still took advantage of everyone's sleep to start practicing his Corpse King skills.

Every time he threw a punch, a ghost head fist mark would be left, with cold winds howling and mountains majestic.

That night, he used the Corpse King's Vajra Fist forty-nine times in a row.

If it were in the past, let alone the 49 transformations, even fighting once or twice would consume a huge amount of natural treasures.

But it is different now. Ever since he built the Three Stars Dantian, the huge consumption of practice has disappeared. Although the Corpse King's Vajra Fist still puts a lot of pressure on the body, it has reached a tolerable level.

boom!
As Bai Ze circulated the spiritual evil energy in his body, he blasted out with the Corpse King Vajra Fist again. This time, the ghost head fist mark that Bai Ze blasted out also had a circle of gold edges.

"Teacher, my Corpse King Vajra Fist has finally reached the ninth level. It seems to have reached its peak. Can it still improve further?" Bai Ze said.

Master Ying said: "Of course you can still improve. Right now your skills are only reflected in your fists, feet, and bones.

Once you surpass the ninth level, you will reach the Corpse King Transformation."

Bai Ze asked: "Corpse Emperor Transformation?"

Master Ying said: "That's right. If the previous Corpse King Vajra Fist only tempered the tendons, bones, blood and flesh, then the Corpse King Transformation is to temper every dust particle in your body."

Is it to temper every cell?

Do not!
Dust should be something smaller than cells and should be the basic particles that make up cells.

Master Ying said: "We, the Corpse Demon Clan, are physically strong, but that is relatively speaking, and we are not invulnerable to swords and guns.

As you practice the Corpse King Transformation, your body will become extremely hard. Your body will become a magical weapon, and your body can split mountains and rocks.

By then, even the most powerful weapons will not be able to cut you."

Bai Ze took a breath of cold air when he heard this!
His Corpse King skills were indeed miraculous. The previous Vajra Fist had already shocked him, and the following Corpse King Transformation shocked him beyond words.

Train your body to become a magical weapon and use it to split mountains and rocks?
This is too cool!

Bai Ze said: "But teacher, I feel that my Corpse King Vajra Fist has reached a bottleneck. It seems that my realm is firmly suppressed and I can't break through to the Corpse King Transformation you mentioned."

Master Ying said: "The only way to break through this bottleneck is to keep polishing your body. There is no other way."

Bai Ze said: "Okay teacher, I understand."

Master Ying said, "By the way, disciple, how is your immortal seed?"

Bai Ze said, "I was just about to ask you, teacher. After the immortal seed produced the red seal fruit, I planted it in the five-colored soil, but it stopped growing. Is there something wrong?"

Elder Ying pondered in Bai Ze's mind for a long time and said, "It should be related to the properties of the five-colored soil. Do you remember that the five-colored soil you fed to the immortal seeds before was all red five-colored soil, right?"

Bai Ze said: "Yes, the five-colored soil dyed by Wukong's blood is all red."

(End of this chapter)