Chapter 565：

"Master, it's been a long time since I went back to Huaguoshan. Now that I have achieved success in my studies, I want to go back."

After speaking, Sun Wukong did not wait for the Bodhi ancestor to speak, and flew to the direction of the center of the thundercloud with a somersault cloud.

The ancestor of Bodhi looked at the back of Monkey King, and sighed after a long time...

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Originally, Monkey King was still worrying about how to find Lin Chuan. Now that he knows where Lin Chuan is, he naturally wants to find his master first.

Walking westward, Monkey King felt more and more pressure from the thundercloud above his head.

He fully believed that if a lightning bolt fell on his head, he would be wiped out in an instant.

He only knew that his master had great magical powers, but after learning art, he felt that the gap should not be too big.

Now it seems that this is not just a question of gaps, it is already a matter of heaven and an underground.

Monkey King shook his head, and after driving all the mixed thoughts out of his mind, he hurried off again intently.

When Monkey King arrived at the place where Lin Chuan was, the scene felt extremely shocking to him.

A deep pit with a width of hundreds of miles, which is even larger than the fairy island where he was practicing.

As for Lin Chuan, one man and one sword, although the clothes on his body are already a bit ragged, the perseverance in his eyes is undiminished.

"master!"

Monkey King hurriedly stepped forward two steps and bowed before Lin Chuan.

"Congratulations to the master for being promoted to saint!"

Lin Chuan was startled slightly, then waved his hand, his figure immediately disappeared in place and appeared in front of Monkey King.

"You haven't really been promoted to a saint, but how are you doing this year?"

Hearing this, Monkey King stood up immediately and demonstrated to Lin Chuan the magical powers he had learned. Lin Chuan just nodded slightly and spoke.

"It's okay. I reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal in just one year."

In Journey to the West, Monkey King's strength is not considered to be the top level, even Erlang Shen can not beat, but for various reasons, especially in order to successfully learn from the West, all the talents cooperated with Monkey King to perform this scene.

"Then...Master, what are we going to do next?"

"Do I really want to be crushed under Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years!? Then accompany the monk to learn Buddhist scriptures?"

Lin Chuan smiled slightly, shook his head and said.

"It's not necessary. We can meet Huaguoshan now. It is estimated that someone will come to the door. Ordinary you can solve it. If there is a saint, I will do it again."

Seeing Lin Chuan's confident expression, Sun Wukong also had confidence in his heart.

You know, his original destiny will be crushed under Wuzhi Mountain for five hundred years! If it weren't for Lin Chuan's appearance, he would be trapped under Wuzhi Mountain.

Now Lin Chuan is not even afraid of saints, so what else is he afraid of?

And if the saint really dared to come, it would be in line with Lin Chuan's heart.

He hasn't really become a saint now. The last step is to kill a saint. If someone sends him to the door, he will naturally not be polite...

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Almost instantly, Lin Chuan and Monkey King came to Huaguo Mountain. The two guard monkeys were immediately shocked when they saw two people suddenly appeared in front of them. Chuan, they immediately cheered again.

"Oh my God! The king is back! The master is back!"

With this exclamation, a group of monkeys immediately surrounded the Huaguo Mountain, surrounded by Lin Chuan and Monkey King, it was very lively.

"Great King! Great King! What skills have you learned! Show off to the younger ones!"

"Yeah! King! The younger ones can envy you. They can learn from the master and go to the fairy island!"

Looking at this lively scene, Lin Chuan couldn't help but warm up.

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After the monkey grandchildren dispersed, Lin Chuan called Monkey King alone.

"Wukong, although you have learned your skills, you still can't stand up. You still need some weapons to take advantage of it. Tomorrow, come with me to the East China Sea Dragon Palace and bring back the weapons that should belong to you."

A long time ago, Sun Wukong knew the most suitable weapon from Lin Chuan.

Now that Lin Chuan said he was going to get the weapon together, Monkey King was overjoyed and said quickly.

"Thank you, Master! I really bother Master!"

Lin Chuan waved his hand indifferently, did not speak, but looked at the distant sky meaningfully.

The dragon race is the race that loves collecting treasures. Among them, the Dinghai Shenzhen in the treasure house is just a tool, and Lin Chuan is fond of other things.

Moreover, Lin Chuan also intends to initially test the level of combat power in this Journey to the West.

This dragon clan shouldn't be as simple as it seems on the surface. No matter in that world, dragons seem to be a member of a higher race, and now they have fallen to this level, which Lin Chuan could not believe.

Lin Chuan must explore how deep the water in Journey to the West is...

Chapter 288: Treasure Hunt in the East China Sea! Dinghai Shenzhen!

Early the next morning, Lin Chuan and Monkey King left Huaguo Mountain and headed to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

Huaguo Mountain is very close to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and within a short while they met a group of shrimp soldiers and crabs in the sea.

"Stop! What do you guys do!"

The leader was a shrimp soldier who pointed the halberd in his hand at Lin Chuan and Monkey King while speaking.

The seabeds beside them also surrounded the two of them.

"We have something to find your Dragon King."

"Oh!? Why didn't you come here today to explain it!? You are dressed up strangely, there must be another conspiracy! If you don't say it, we won't let you in!"

Lin Chuan only smiled faintly, but the Monkey King next to him was anxious.

"Hey! You group of stinky fish and prawns who don't know good or bad! How dare you stop me and the master! I think you are impatient!"

Monkey King pulled out two cold hairs from his head, and the few shrimp soldiers and crabs would immediately feel that their bodies were restrained by a certain strength, and the halberd in their hands also fell.

"While this uncle is in a good mood and doesn't want to kill you yet, get out!"