"Rongkong, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. I'll just ask you two questions www.biquge.info first, how did you cultivate? In just one month, you jumped directly from the acquired level to the innate level? Second, what was the matter with that stick you just now? Why was it that you were able to instantly cross the tenth level and directly use the power of the Yang God level and hurt me?" Rong Gong was extremely shocked and shouted and asked Wukong.

The two questions asked by Rong Gong were actually very domineering and very inappropriate.

The answers to these two questions are simply the biggest secret of a martial artist, so why do people have to tell you their secrets? Even if everyone is in the same family, it is very rude for you to ask such a question, right?

However, Rong Gong doesn't care about being rude or rude now, and in his heart at this time, he is almost curious to death!

The speed at which Wukong's cultivation is improved is really abnormal, and the reason why Rong Hai didn't find this is because before Rong Hai left the Sealed Demon Mountain, Wukong had not yet crossed the acquired realm to reach the innate realm.

Although Wukong was already the eighth level of the day after tomorrow at that time, which had been promoted very abnormally, Rong Hai attributed the reason for this abnormality to the Snow Ginseng King and Buddha Tea, so although he was a little surprised at the time, he didn't see Wukong's situation as a bizarre event.

According to Rong Hai's calculations, Wukong will have to stay at least two more years at the ninth level of the day after tomorrow before he can become an innate first-level martial artist.

The other warrior monks of the Arhat Palace, although they basically knew Wukong's demonic promotion speed, they themselves had not eaten any heavenly treasures when they were in the acquired realm, so they all thought that the reason why Wukong was so demonic was because of the result of the hall master opening a small stove for him.

In terms of Rong Gong's understanding of martial arts, although compared with his junior brother Rong Hai, it can be said that it is 108,000 miles away, but even if it is far away, as a great master of the sixth level of the Returning Realm, he still knows the unbreakable rule.

Martial arts realm and martial arts level are fundamentally different concepts!

A martial artist, even if he eats the treasures of heaven and earth every day, his martial arts level may be able to rise rapidly, but his martial arts realm is impossible at all, even a little bit of improvement.

"On this issue......? As for the second question...... Why should I tell you about the martial arts that Rong Hai taught me? I just won't tell you. After Goku said triumphantly, he wanted to turn around and leave here.

"Do you know how long it takes for a true cultivation genius to go from acquired to innate?" Rong Gong asked the little guy calmly.

"How long? Isn't it different from me?" asked Goku curiously.

"I am a recognized martial arts cultivation genius in the entire Buddhist sect, and I have spent a total of half a year from acquired to congenital. Rong Gong replied without the slightest pride.

"Hahaha...... , you are really not as good as me. It seems that I am indeed a genius among geniuses!" Wukong immediately trembled after knowing the other party's cultivation speed.

"You're wrong, I'm not inferior to you, I'm inferior to my junior brother - Rong Hai. Although my martial arts level is higher than his, my understanding of martial arts is far inferior to his. So...... , he is the real martial arts master!...... , he can perfectly pass on his martial arts concept to you, so that you can break through the realm in a short period of time. So...... Alas...... , he can create that kind of miracle-like stick method. If I'm not mistaken, you must have eaten the Snow Ginseng King and drunk Buddha tea, right?" Rong Gong asked Wukong with a somewhat frustrated expression.

Rong Gong has never served his junior brother Rong Hai in his life, and it was only now that he saw the miracle on Wukong, and he attributed all the reasons to his junior brother, and it was only at this moment that he was convinced of his junior brother.

However, all but the last one of the Rong bows were guessed wrong!

Wukong became an innate martial artist within a month, and the most important reason is the "Pure Heart Formula", and the most important reason why Wukong can play a miraculous stick is the Nine Magic Key!

"He can even see that I have eaten the king of snow ginseng and drunk Buddha tea......? , I didn't expect those two things to be so magical, they could allow me to break through the realm in a short period of time. Alas...... I'm just an ordinary novice. Wukong, you must work hard in the future! Although your qualifications are not very good, if you are willing to work hard, you will definitely become stronger! Work hard! You must work hard!" Wukong kept cheering himself up on his psychological side.

All the masters that Wukong knew, except for his master Shou'an Zen Master, were not optimistic about his martial arts qualifications, in fact, Shou'an Zen Master was not optimistic about his qualifications, but he didn't know it.

Although Wukong never recognized it, in his heart, he knew very well about his poor qualifications like waste wood.

"Hmph! Rong Hai is of course better than you, but I'm not bad either! I'm just better than you, I'm just a martial arts genius! Tell you, I've never eaten that kind of thumb-sized little chubby child! I've never drunk that kind of tea leaves that will shine gold! I'm mad at you!" Wukong once again told others the truth without three hundred taels of silver.

"Well, if you say no, you don't. By the way, why are you here? You'd better not come here in the future. It's not something you can come here casually, you know?" Rong Gong kindly explained to his cheap nephew.

I was idle all day long, and I didn't have anything to do, so I wandered around here, and Wukong was embarrassed to say this real reason.

So, the little fat man grinned, "If I didn't want to help you guard the exit of the Demon Realm, would I come here? Hmph, be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs! Forget it, I'll go elsewhere and see if there are anyone who needs my help." If I don't do good deeds for a day, I will feel very uncomfortable in my heart, and I am an absolutely enthusiastic person, and I am gone. When he was done, the little fat man turned around and left the place.

"If you're really bored, go to the Hall of Discipline. I heard that there seems to be something there...... Jobs like gardeners need to be done, so you can try them. Rong Gong kindly told the cheap nephew who was going farther and farther away, and he kindly told such a piece of gossip that he himself didn't know very well.

After Wukong heard the news, his heart suddenly became excited, he pretended to be extremely calm, and as soon as he walked out of the range of the Demon Sealing Palace, he hurriedly trotted all the way to the Demon Sealing Mountain Discipline Hall.

As soon as he came to the Discipline Hall, as soon as he saw the huge ink crystal gate in front of him, and the hundreds of law enforcement monks standing motionless under the corridor, their expressions were extremely cold, and they were holding red walker sticks, Wukong's excited joy cooled down in an instant.

It wasn't until this time that Wukong, a confused little fat man, remembered where he was now!

"His grandmother's, this is a precept hall! After a dishonest person like me enters, he won't let the law enforcement monks beat him down? Forget it, I'd better not go in. Rong Gong introduced me to what kind of work? really!" Thinking of this, Wukong turned his head and wanted to leave here.

He thought it was strange, and he ran to the door of the precept hall in a hurry, and after five people and six people looked around, he wanted to pat his ass and leave directly.

Wouldn't it be too derelict to do his duty if the law enforcement warrior monk didn't even ask?

"Stop, little junior brother, do you have something to do?" a law enforcement warrior monk blocked Wukong's path on the spot and asked him in a deep voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm going the wrong way, yes, it's the wrong way!" replied Goku with a dodgy expression.

"Prepare a warrior monk with clean clothes, do not leave the Arhat Hall without permission, within 30 meters in front of the precept hall, do not come forward casually if you have nothing to do, do not speak to the monks, and do not conceal the truth when asked by the law enforcement monks. Little junior brother, you have violated a total of four precepts, come with me. One by one, the law enforcement monks listed all the mistakes Goku had made.

"Die! Idiot is going with you! I'm not going! Get out of here!"

Wukong was furious on the spot, and he scolded the law enforcement monk.

Oh, casually walked around in front of the door, and was inexplicably charged with four crimes, if this is to get inside, and then take a good tour, then it's worth it!

"Little junior brother, you insulted the law enforcement monks and tried to violently resist the law. Add to the four sins you have committed earlier, and you have committed a total of six commandments. Little junior brother, are you going to do it with me?" As he spoke, the law enforcement warrior monk slammed the law enforcement stick in his hand to the ground.

"Don't do it! Don't do it! I'm here to apply for a florist! Really, I'm not lying! I'm really here to apply for a florist!" Wukong looked at the cracked ground under the law enforcement stick, and he was immediately frightened and quickly explained loudly.

Just kidding, Wukong knows very well how hard the ground of the Sealed Demon Mountain is, even if he just hits with the white bone stick with all his might, he has never caused the ground to be damaged in the slightest.

If people knock it casually, they will knock out more than a dozen cracks in the ground, and this is still a comparison? If you think about it, you can guess the end of your own hands.

"What--! You actually want to apply for the mountain master--great--Great--Great Let's go, let's hurry up!" As he spoke, the law enforcement monk picked him up, and the little fat man in a daze used his light skills with all his might, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed towards the depths of the precept hall.