Chapter 363: The Demon Master Kunpeng is also a

"Master, your relationship with Zhenyuan Daxian is extraordinary, why don't you put in a good word for me?"

Having previously eaten a Ginseng Fruit, Bajie's Postnatal Pig Fetus had been cleansed and marrow-washed by the fruit's Innate Qi.

His entire foundation had improved by a large margin, and even his magic power had reached the Heavenly Immortal Late-Stage, trending toward perfection.

If he were to eat another one, he might be able to enter the Golden Immortal Realm once again, barely recovering the cultivation he had as Fleet Admiral Tianpeng.

The Ginseng Fruit itself is infinitely profound; ordinary people who eat it gain ten thousand years of life, immortality, and can even become immortals on the spot.

Of course, that is only becoming an immortal; there is nothing beyond that, it is the end of the road.

That Bajie had such a great improvement was entirely due to the foundation from his past life.

If it weren't for the burden of the pig fetus, he might have been able to recover his cultivation long ago.

Just like Sun Wukong, who also received the fortune of the Ginseng Fruit, his magic power has greatly increased, already trending toward Golden Immortal perfection, barely making up for that five-hundred-year gap.

Xuanzang was originally browsing the group chat while contemplating the Daluo Dao, but he could not endure Bajie's nagging.

Sun Wukong had long since stopped listening and said:

"You fool, eating one Ginseng Fruit has a great effect, but eating a few more won't be as good as the first one.

During these days, it's not like Zhenyuanzi hasn't given us any to eat; haven't you noticed the effect getting lower and lower?"

"You dead monkey, what do you know? Old Pig is just that little bit short. You think everyone is like you, a naturally born stone fetus absorbing the essence of the sun and moon?" Bajie said.

"Bajie, it is said that one who eats another's food is soft-mouthed, and one who takes another's gifts is soft-handed. Some Karma must be repaid in the future," Xuanzang said.

Upon hearing this, Bajie's eyes rolled around; he came from the Laojun Faction of the Human Teachings and was not unaware of this hidden Karma, so he said:

"Master, aren't you a Great Luo Golden Immortal? Disciple remembers that you received a Ginseng Fruit before and didn't eat it.

Since you don't need it anyway, why not give it to Disciple?"

"Brother Bajie, so you were plotting against Master?"

To the side, Heixiong, who was watching the "Moral Tendon," looked up and said.

The "Moral Tendon" is profoundly mysterious and cannot be compared to ordinary classics.

Xuanzang had read it no less than ten thousand times since childhood under the guidance of the Old Monk, knowing it by heart and understanding its essence.

The Moral Tendon appears to be a Taoist classic on the surface but actually hides Buddhist Dharma; it is what is called Taoism within Buddhism, Buddhism within Taoism, or perhaps Buddhism is Taoism itself.

Of course, besides this, if one can comprehend the wonderful methods within, one can grasp the supreme specialized cultivation technique for the physical body.

Although some of Xuanzang's magic power was obtained through the system's cheats, most of it was thanks to the fortune of this Moral Tendon.

Xuanzang looked at his disciples; only Heixiong could read the Moral Tendon, the others really didn't have that blessing.

"Heixiong, what do you mean by plotting against Master?"

"It is said that a teacher for a day is a father for life. What belongs to the disciple is Master's, and what belongs to Master is the disciple's. Besides, the journey to the West is full of difficulties, and I also want to improve my strength to protect Master," Bajie said earnestly.

"Brother Bajie, Master needs you to protect him? You'd better not let Master save you," Bailong said.

"@？！^O^"

Shaseng spat bubbles, looking not very bright.

"Bajie, you silly creature, you even want to take advantage of your master. However, it's not impossible to give it to you, but you must pay something," Xuanzang said.

"Master, as long as you say it, Disciple will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation."

Hearing that there was a chance, Bajie said hurriedly.

"Ahem, Bajie. Look at how thin Wukong is; shouldn't we improve the food for us disciples?" Xuanzang said.

"It must be changed, it must be changed. Master, Old Pig will take out the private money I've hidden for two years to buy good wine and food for my fellow disciples," Bajie said heroically.

"Still hiding private money?" Sun Wukong shook his head.

"No need to spend money, I have wine here. As for the food, Bajie, you don't know, I've been wanting to eat that cold-dressed pig head meat for more than a day or two..."

Xuanzang spoke leisurely, his gaze fixed gently on Bajie, while his palm was placed on the back of his neck.

"Ouch!"

Bajie's heart trembled, and he slumped to the ground, his expression full of fear.

"Master, don't!"

Earth Immortal Realm, North Sea Secret Realm.

Whoosh!

Two rays of rainbow light appeared on the sea surface; the arrivals were none other than the Demon Emperor Dijun and the Demon Emperor Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had not been resurrected for long.

"Kunpeng is hiding here?" Dijun said coldly, his gaze icy.

In that great battle back then, if it hadn't been for Kunpeng suddenly running away and taking his companion magic treasure, the River Map and Luo Book, the Demon Race would not have failed, and the two great Demon Emperors would not have had to self-destruct.

"Indeed, there is truly the aura of Kunpeng here."

Eastern Emperor Taiyi said, his gaze majestic and his bearing extraordinary.

Wearing the Hongmeng Heaven and Earth Crown, with the Heavenly Dao Imperial Mark between his brows, and dressed in the Hongmeng Sun Moon Star Robe, he looked like a Heavenly Emperor walking in the Renjian.

Although Dijun was the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race, to some extent, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's majesty was no less than Dijun's, and even exceeded it.

"Let's go find him, brother," Dijun said.

The two brothers prepared to enter the North Sea to beat up Kunpeng.

But just as they moved, a black shadow flew out from the bottom of the sea.

The arrival was a young man in black with a treacherous and gloomy face; he stared at the two of them, saying in shock:

"Demon Emperors, my respected Demon Emperor Majesties, you... have been resurrected?"

The young man in black was one of the ancient giants who made people tremble with fear, the Demon Master Kunpeng.

Although he was old, his image was not that of an old man, but rather he presented himself as a young man.

"Kunpeng, we are not dead; are you very surprised?"

Dijun's face was filled with baleful energy, stars rotating in the depths of his eyes as the universe flickered in and out of existence; one could vaguely see a three-legged Golden Crow carrying Sun Fire, burning the heavens and destroying the world.

Donghuang Taiyi said nothing, not uttering a single word.

Yet the pressure he exerted upon Kunpeng was like a Tai Gu Shen Shan pressing down upon his heart.

Although he had only just been resurrected, Donghuang Taiyi was the number one person among the Saints of that era, a ruthless man who had killed many Ancestral Witches.

Facing this former superior, Kunpeng truly had not a single thought of resistance.

Kunpeng bowed, his expression respectful as he said:

"Heavenly Emperor, in the days you were absent all these years, I, little Kun, have washed my face with tears every day and could not sleep at night. Without you, is the Demon Court still the Demon Court?"

"Pah!"

Dijun stepped forward and kicked Kunpeng right in the backside; Kunpeng did not dodge at all, flying a great distance away, and proceeded to put on an expression of utter heartbreak.

The Ancient Four Demon Emperors were as close as brothers.

Seeing this, Dijun said: "Why didn't you dodge, Kunpeng?"

"Heavenly Emperor, I have no face to face you; taking a beating is only right."

Kunpeng wept bitterly, his voice choked with tears.

Who could have imagined that this Kunpeng, who had listened to the Taoism at Purple Heaven Palace and was once a ruthless man who hunted down Hongyun, would actually reveal such a weak and fragile face.

In the Ancient Era, the Demon Master Kunpeng was a genuine ruthless man, with countless souls dead by his hand.

"Stop the nonsense. If you don't explain the matters of that year clearly, today we brothers will cripple you," Donghuang Taiyi said.

"Right, why did you defect back then!" Dijun asked, his momentum aggressive.

Kunpeng broke out in a cold sweat; he knew that if he didn't give an accurate reply today, he would at least lose a layer of Skin even if he didn't die.

Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind, and he tentatively said:

"Heavenly Emperor, setting aside the facts, is it possible that I didn't actually flee back then?"

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