Mysterious whispers constantly filled Zhang Fan's ears, tormenting him for ages.
He suspected they were a cheat, but ended up in a psychiatric hospital instead.
Then he heard about “Wukong learning the arts,” “the journey to fetch the scriptures,” and “Confucians, Buddhists, and Daoists fighting”... The truth finally dawned on him: he was hearing Patriarch Bodhi's inner monologue!
[Monkey, hurry up! I've been waiting so long, the flowers are withering!]
[A heavenly-grade pill formula? Great ingredients at a bargain! Heh heh...]
[My disciple, it's not that I don't want you to stay. I'm just afraid the fight between the Three Teachings will hurt you...]
While people of this age struggled along the path of martial arts, Zhang Fan was already cultivating:
The Great Product of the Celestial Immortal Art: overheard!
Somersault Cloud: taught by the patriarch's inner thoughts!
While everyone else fought bloody battles for resources, Zhang Fan treated supreme immortal pills like snacks!
From the start, he could hear a Sage's inner monologue and get divine arts and immortal pills for free. This cultivation journey was downright absurd!
Give me a five-star support and deceive the people behind you. That's too much! The things in your martial arts school are not durable. I don't want you to refund the money, but you still dare to come to your door. The clay figurine is very angry! This is a passage from the original article. The protagonist didn't know what state he was in. He applied to someone for level 4, but he used 40% of his strength to reach level 5 and a half. Then, the awesome thing happened, he directly used all his strength to destroy millions of other people's equipment. Not willing to lose money, he used seventy-two transformations and ran away. In the process of running, it turned into the wind and blew up a girl's skirt. You filled it out more. When he returned home, he saw the martial arts gym staff waiting for him at the door of his house. They were very polite. His face turned cold. He felt that others were bullying others too much. Compared with him, Tang San is a saint
Good-looking, very good-looking
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The plot is fascinating, keep up the good work!