Chapter 99: Ten Years Like a Day
"Old Sun, this is coming out..."

Sun Wukong blinked his eyes, and when he saw the bright fairy standing in front of him at the head of the field, he called out repeatedly, "Mom, long time no see...how are you?"

"You monkey."

Who dares to speak to Nuwa like this?

but.

Seeing Sun Wukong standing there in a monkey-like manner and looking quite restrained, Nuwa felt quite happy.

"I'm used to it. In the past hundred years, you little monkey haven't made any progress at all?"

After Sun Wukong entered the small world of chaos and escaped to the wilderness, at the beginning of his journey, the goddess Nuwa glanced at the monkey twice more.

I never paid much attention to it afterwards.

Goodbye now.

It was discovered that Sun Wukong had not made much progress in his Nine Revolutions Profound Art.

"Mom, Monkey has definitely made some progress, but he has been suppressing it and not showing it much."

Sun Wukong scratched his head and said secretly, "System, help me add all my 3.6 million years of practice experience to the Nine Revolutions Profound Art! Quick!!"

Following Sun Wukong's call.

The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, which had been spinning in the fifth revolution, suddenly jumped up a lot, just like taking expired dragon elephant hormone.

As countless Taoist patterns, laws and principles were suddenly instilled into Sun Wukong's body.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Art suddenly broke through to the fifth revolution, and without even stopping for a breath, it continued to break through madly.

After half a cup of tea.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Art had reached the initial stage of the Seventh Revolution.

That speed and that harvest not only made Sun Wukong instantly feel the extreme pain of being chopped by knives and axes, and having his whole body shaped again and again, but even the goddess Nuwa standing beside him was almost stunned.

Since when can the Nine Revolutions Profound Art be practiced like this!
If she had not believed her own eyes, Nuwa would have suspected that the monkey had practiced some other unorthodox methods.

"Mother, look! My cultivation is such that I am worthy of your approval."

"It's already very fast."

Nuwa smiled and said with comfort, "You monkey, you still have some ability. Your background is not bad, and your character is also acceptable. It is not a mistake that this profound skill should be in your hands."

"Except for those innate saints before the ancient times, there is no one else in the world who can practice as hard as a monkey like you."

The present chaos is naturally not comparable to the ancient times.

At that time, the chaotic spiritual breath and innate spiritual energy that filled the sky and the earth were most nourishing.

Only for those who know how to practice cultivation, becoming a Golden Immortal is as easy as eating river water. Even the later Golden Immortals can be seen everywhere in the mountains and plains.

Now, it’s really different.

During the Conferred God Tribulation, there were several Daluo and Golden Immortals among the Jiejiao sect that claimed to have thousands of immortals come to pay homage.

Not to mention other major religions.

The ancient days when the land of Daluo was full of Golden Immortals and people were worse than dogs are long gone.

"Mom, was it easier to practice in the world before?"

Sun Wukong could also understand some of the hidden meanings from what Nuwa said, "Were there a lot of gods and immortals at that time?"

Sun Wukong really wanted to listen to Nuwa talk about the past and present.

"To say it is a lot is both right and wrong. In the earliest times, there were only gods and saints in this world. Later, immortals and others gradually appeared."

"It's just a pity that no matter how fast you practice and how deep your cultivation is, if you don't have enough luck and merit, once the calamity comes, all your cultivation and magical powers will be vain. One calamity is enough to wipe out more than 99% of the living beings in the world, and even the Golden Immortals are no exception."

Hearing what Nuwa said, Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh that even the Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint could not escape the calamity.

I don’t know how many calamities have passed since the beginning of the prehistoric world. Back then, when the Demon Court was still in existence, it was said that the ten great demon saints were all quasi-saints.

Otherwise, how dare they call themselves Demon Saint?
Needless to say, those demon generals and demon commanders who were in charge of the great array of stars in the sky back then. Such a grand array, which was known as the best in the prehistoric times, required 360 main array eyes and 129,600 array feet, all of which were above the level of Daluo Jinxian.

Only such a vast and magnificent formation can be honored as a saint.

But after a great calamity between wizards and demons, a few demon saints and demon generals survived.

The ancestral mountain of the ancient world, Mount Buzhou, was broken by the ancestor of witches, Gonggong.

"Mom, if I have time in the future, can I come to your place to practice?"

When thinking about the ancient past, Sun Wukong suddenly felt that the Seven Revolutions Profound Art was really a bit weak.

Without the Nine Transformations, Sun Wukong would not even be a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Only after nine turns of merit, nine twists and turns, and nine convergences, and finally achieving Daluo nine times, and summoning the power of nine-nine-in-one, can one achieve the status of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

He, Sun Wukong, is still far from it.

"Of course you can, as long as you like. But there are some things that you have to shoulder."

"Some things are hard for me to decide, understand, monkey."

The saints in the ancient world definitely do not always follow their words.

Because there is more than one saint.

"Now, can I continue to practice with you?"

Sun Wukong was still thinking, when will the Buddhist sect become completely unable to sit still, and when will Tang Monk's ten reincarnations begin, and when will he leave the Queen Mother's Palace?

It really is that time.

What jail monkey?!

Please call me Sun Wukong, the Great Sage of Buddhism!
By that time, if the Buddhist sect does not produce eight or ten top-grade magical treasures, he can forget about letting him follow Tang Monk to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures.

Absolutely impossible.

"You monkey, you're still asking for it... It's already a great honor to allow you to practice in my Wa Palace for ten days. It won't be too late for you to come back when there's another opportunity in the future."

"Ten days? Mom, did I misunderstand you just now?"

What ten days or half a month?

Sun Wukong was not stupid or dumb, so how long he had stayed in that small world of chaos and dungeoneering? How could he not know it?

Besides, the system has already issued the reward, so it has definitely lasted for a whole hundred years.

"I said that the small world is like a day in ten years, so it is natural that a day will become ten years, there will be no difference. There cannot be any difference."

After hearing Nuwa's confirmation again, Sun Wukong was really stunned.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Should we praise the saints for their magical powers that are so powerful that they can move heaven and earth and make ghosts and gods cry, or should we say, "Mom, I want to learn such magical powers too!!"

Think again.

If you have such magical power in your hands, and the system is there to support you, you will be able to take off directly.

I’m afraid the journey to obtain the scriptures hasn’t even begun yet.

Sun Wukong has already achieved the ninth level of merit and has completely become a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian who is comparable to a saint.

"This small world will still exist in the palace for a thousand years."

Seeing Sun Wukong scratching his head and trying to speak, but suddenly not knowing what to say, Nuwa said again, "Monkey, you shouldn't have come to the Wuwa Palace. This opportunity has come, but you can't delay certain causes and effects. In the future, come back to practice if you have the chance."

Even the famous immortals and gods in heaven knew about the journey to obtain the scriptures, let alone this saintly lady.

(End of this chapter)