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"Sou ? ?" A sharp glint flashed past, bringing with it a gust of wind. Suddenly, a fat man with a face covered in oil, carrying a handsome man, dashed into the entrance of the Tristar Crescent Cave.

That fatty was extremely familiar with the route. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the location of the twelve halls of the Tristar Crescent Moon Cave. With a turn of his body, he entered the comprehension hall.

Due to the fact that he was carrying a person, the fatty kicked him hard. With a "hong" sound, he ruthlessly kicked the door of the Enlightenment Hall and entered with a comical posture.

If this were any other time, then if someone dared to so arrogantly open the door of the Enlightenment Hall, they would have already been killed by a single slap from one of the deacon elders of the Enlightenment Hall.

However, this time, the one who arrogantly kicked open the gates to the Enlightenment Hall was none other than a deacon's elder. Who would dare to object? If he kicked open his own door, then it would be none of his business.

"..."

As he said this, he kicked open the gate of the Enlightenment Hall. Then, the fat man walked towards Sun Wukong's room. With another kick, he almost broke Sun Wukong's door.

Instantly, the fatty wiped off his sweat. Fortunately, he did not seem to be overexerting himself. Otherwise, who would be so arrogant as to scam themselves for some things? Only then would he be willing to let the matter rest.

At this moment, Sun Wukong, who was in his arms, had fainted from the battle with the blue-clothed man just now. His dantian had been shaken, and the true energy within his body had been completely depleted.

When the fatty came out of the pill room, he took out a few healing pills with special effects, and some pills that could replenish Zhen Qi. He then quickly fed them to Sun Wukong, and sat him down on the bed.

After the fatty finished this, he came out of the small town and carried Sun Wukong back to the Tristar Crescent Moon Cave. The fatty also carried Sun Wukong back to the Tristar Crescent Moon Cave with a straight face, showing just how strong the fatty was.

As Fatty's pill was fed to Sun Wukong's mouth, it melted immediately. Following which, Fatty activated his mystical skill and streams of zhenqi entered Sun Wukong's body. He released his spiritual will and slowly refined the healing pellets that Fatty had given Sun Wukong.

If he did not help Sun Wukong, then the pill that Sun Wukong consumed would take a very long time to digest.

Right now, this was a very special matter. Naturally, there wasn't so much to wait for. Thus, the fatty, at this moment, didn't care about anything else and went up to help Sun Wukong refine the medicinal pellets.

There wasn't much time left, just ten more years. However, ten years was a very short period of time for cultivators like them. They just needed to close themselves off for three to five years.

Right now, the fatty still needed Sun Wukong to help him win glory in ten years? How could he have the time to waste on Sun Wukong?

Thus, even though Fatty was surprised to see the combat ability of the commercial Sun Wukong, the opponents Sun Wukong would meet ten years later would definitely not be at that level. If he didn't hurry up and cultivate, then at that time, no matter how high his natural talent was, he would still be frustrated.

Helping Sun Wukong into a sitting position on the bed, Fatty climbed onto the bed and stretched out his hands, placing them on Sun Wukong's back. After that, he started circulating his mystical arts as traces of true energy flowed rapidly.

Very quickly, under the circulation of the fatty's mysterious technique, streams of warm and gentle true energy began to slowly circulate within Sun Wukong's body. Everywhere they passed, the broken injuries on Sun Wukong's body were rapidly being healed.

Under the assistance of the fatty, the strand of medicinal power from the medicinal pellet was quickly converted to Sun Wukong to help heal his injuries.

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed ?

"Cough, cough, cough ?" Suddenly, Sun Wukong, who had his eyes tightly closed, opened his eyes. It was as if he could feel the pain in his body, the pain that was suppressed within his heart.

Seeing this, the fatty seemed to have let out a breath of relief. He had already vomited out blood. The injuries within this editor's body had also mostly healed.

Thus, at this very moment, Sun Wukong had also woken up. All that remained was for Sun Wukong to circulate his cultivation technique and adjust his breathing. At that time, after a few days, his injuries would be more or less healed.

Immediately, the fatty saw that Sun Wukong had woken up. He immediately stopped his mystical techniques, put his palms together, and adjusted the rising and falling Zhen Qi in his dantian. Then, he got down from the bed and walked in front of Sun Wukong.

"Master? What are you doing here? Why did I return to the sect? " At this moment, Sun Wukong suddenly saw a fat man's silhouette appearing in front of him. Sun Wukong immediately raised his head and saw that it was indeed his master. While Sun Wukong was still stunned, he suddenly realized that he was in his own room in the sect.

"Why am I here? You'll have to ask yourself." Immediately, the fatty listened to Sun Wukong's question with a smile that was not a smile on his face.

"En..." Ask me, how would I know? " Sun Wukong asked. He looked at the fatty in shock and did not understand what he meant.

"Hmph ?" "Brat, if your cultivation is insufficient, why don't you meddle in other people's business? After that, when money is revealed, others will covet your wealth and come forth to kill you." Looking at Sun Wukong's shocked expression, Fatty did not continue to act mysterious. Instead, he spoke to Sun Wukong with a reprimanding tone.

"Eh ?" Hearing this, Sun Wukong suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. He suddenly remembered that the person he saw at the end of his coma wasn't his master, but was Liu Lin. Following the confusion in his mind, Sun Wukong hurriedly said to the fatty, "That's not right. Master, I clearly remember that the last person I saw was not you, but senior brother Liu Lin."

"Hmph ?" Don't tell me that the brat you are talking about is actually so useless. Normally, in the sect, because he is a direct disciple, which means he is used to being arrogant, the battles in the sect all worry about his identity, and they don't really attack those people viciously. Therefore, when we meet an enemy today, he actually displayed such a powerful combat ability. When the fatty heard Sun Wukong say that the last person he saw was Liu Lin, he became even more furious.

"Who would have thought that the twelve proud direct disciples of the Tristar Crescent Cave, the largest sect in the entire Origin Cultivation World, would start to decline today?"

"If this continues, then sooner or later, the entire Crescent Moon Tristar Cave will be destroyed by these new generation of direct disciples."

"No, I have to discuss the plan with the Sect Leader." All of a sudden, Fatty thought angrily in his heart.

As he said this, Fatty was always the type to do what he wanted. Now that Sun Wukong had already woken up, he no longer needed to care about this matter anymore. He would only use a few days to visit Sun Wukong after he had fully recovered.

"Um, my good disciple, please heal your wounds first. I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be heading out first." The fat guy suddenly said to Sun Wukong with a calm tone.

"Ok, master, take care." Sun Wukong replied indifferently as he closed his eyes. He started to operate his cultivation technique, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. His five high-grade immortal arts were slowly healing him.

Combined with the high-grade Immortal arts of the five elements, Metal, Wood, Water, Fire and Earth, and the power of the five elements, Sun Wukong's injuries were being healed at an even faster rate.

Seeing Sun Wukong healing himself, the fatty walked out of the room in large strides. He then headed toward the direction of the Sect Leader's hall.

Just as the fatty was stepping out of the entrance of the comprehension hall, he suddenly discovered that there was a handsome man walking about outside the entrance of the comprehension hall. He seemed to be considering whether he should enter or not.

"Liu Lin, what are you doing here?" When the fatty saw this, he asked in a bad mood.

"Ah ?" All of a sudden, he heard someone calling out to him from inside the Enlightenment Hall. Liu Lin was shocked, but when he saw that it was the fatty, he hurriedly said in embarrassment, "Um, Martial Uncle Hong, when I went to save Martial Brother Wu Kong earlier, I accidentally let Junior Brother Wu Kong's treasure break my magic treasure. Um, Martial Uncle Hong, can you help me repair it? I can't reject the strange Zhen Qi released by Junior Brother Wu Kong's magic treasure."

Instantly, seeing the fatty ask him, Liu Lin hurriedly told him the reason why he came here.

"Oh, so it's like that. Bring me the items I want in return, and I'll help you repair your magic treasure. Otherwise, we won't need to talk about anything else." Instantly, the fatty said to Liu Lin in a bad mood.

"Ah ?" Martial Uncle Hong, don't be like this. " For a moment, Liu Lin heard the fatty reply himself in this way, and he didn't know if he'd provoked him in any way. Instantly, he had an extremely troubled expression as he spoke.

He was only a disciple at the peak of the late stage of the Body Refinement Realm and didn't even have a golden body. How could he possibly be satisfied with something that could even bring someone older than him during the Lightning Calamity Stage?

Wasn't he deliberately making things difficult for her? For a moment, Liu Lin was speechless.

"Hmph ?" If you can't take it out, then forget it! " Seeing Liu Lin's awkward appearance, the fatty waved his big sleeve and headed in the direction of his head senior brother, Grand Hall.

Seeing this, Liu Lin immediately knew which of his martial uncles wouldn't help him with his magic treasure in a short period of time. Right now, he could only go back and ask for help from his master.

"..."

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