Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1162

Chapter 1162: Chapter 732: The Monkey Becomes King Chapter 1162: Chapter 732: The Monkey Becomes King Strictly speaking, Red Dust Immortals are actually still below True Immortals, let alone those of the King's Domain above.

Moreover, even if it was just a breakthrough to become a Red Dust Immortal, Tu Wa Zi and the others had spent at least a thousand eight hundred years of their time.

Thinking this way, the time the first avatar was spending now was clearly still far from enough.

Besides, it's not to say that the first avatar would definitely be able to ascend to the throne after the cycle of reincarnation at the Red Dust Gate ended.

Even during the original village prodigies' attempts to impact the Red Dust Immortal position, not everyone was successful, with the success rate holding at about thirty percent.

The main reason for throwing into the Red Dust Gate was aimed at that Red Dust Heart, tens of thousands of zhang high.

The Red Dust Heart of tens of thousands of zhang could compare with any Immortal King Level Heavenly Dao Imprint.

And the Immortal King Heavenly Dao Imprint, in some ways, is akin to a shortcut to ascending the throne.

In other words,
As long as the grand environment between heaven and earth allowed, after attaining the Red Dust Immortal Position, nine out of ten times, one could steadily enter the King's, it was only a matter of sooner or later.

After all, becoming a Red Dust Immortal was just too difficult.

If it weren't for the appearance of the Red Dust Gate,
Jiang Hui wouldn't dare to assure that he could enable his disciples to successfully seek the Tao in the Red Dust.

After all, individuals like Emperor Huang Tian and Ye Emperor were born in response to calamities.

Normally, countless Eras may pass without necessarily giving birth to a Red Dust Immortal.

This was also why Shi Hao's breakthrough as a Red Dust Immortal at that time caused such a huge stir in the Immortal Domain.

Many forces extended olive branches to him that very day, all wishing to recruit Shi Hao under their command.

However, these forces never anticipated that Shi Hao would not only directly refuse their olive branches but also establish the Heavenly Court soon after.

Together with the ambiguous relationship between him and the Holy Land, in a short amount of time, the situation had become one of mutual respect.

When young people chose a mentor in their quest for the Tao, besides the unshakeable first choice of the Holy Land, Heavenly Court had already risen to a position on par with other powers in the other options.

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With Lei Zhentian's departure from the village, heading towards the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Jiang Hui once again entered a state of seclusion.

If there wasn't anything else, he was actually quite fond of being in seclusion.

After all, the experience points provided by one success were not small.

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Under the cycle of the four seasons, mountains that were once hastily covered with fallen leaves were again veiled in lush greenery.

As far as the eye could see, there was dazzling greenery and a riot of gorgeous blooming flowers, the air carried a unique fragrance of the soil.

Time is always like this, not waiting for anyone.

Unknowingly, three thousand years had slowly passed.

In the human world, who knows how many dynasties would have changed.

With an accumulation of three thousand years, Jiang Hui had a sudden enlightenment.

However, compared to before, this time was obviously much more difficult, having spent thousands of years.

Apparently, as the number of attempts grew, seeking sudden enlightenment would only become harder.

But Jiang Hui wasn't too melancholic.

After all, being melancholy was useless, and if being worried could increase experience points, then he wouldn't mind being a man of grievances.

Moreover, being able to acquire the Questioning Path Divine Bamboo to increase the probability of sudden enlightenment was a happy surprise in itself; it would've been the same without it before.

Inside the Divine Bamboo Forest,
A gentle breeze came, the verdant bamboo leaves rustled, sunlight spearing through the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows and added an ancient charm.

Jiang Hui opened his eyes, his gaze is sharp, his aura even richer.

An invisible yet tangibly real imperial will condensed around him, assailing like a torrential wave.

Immediately afterward, everything returned to normal.

On the other side of the Divine Bamboo Forest.

Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, and the Ten Crown King, among others, were still in retreat.

After personally experiencing the extraordinariness of this bamboo forest, they gathered here en masse without a prior arrangement.

Jiang Hui naturally wouldn't drive them away. The stronger his disciples became, the more experience points they would provide. He was actually eager for more people to come and retreat here.

After all, the Questioning Path Divine Bamboo Forest covered a substantial area–dozens of miles in its entirety–more than enough for retreats.

They already had the rudiments of the Immortal King foundation within them; what remained was the real grind.

Jiang Hui no longer chose to retreat. He dusted off his bottom and walked out of the Questioning Path Divine Bamboo Forest.

Haste makes waste.

Of course, the most important thing was that after a sudden enlightenment, it was impossible to have another one in a short period of time.

If he could continuously experience sudden enlightenment,
Jiang Hui definitely wouldn't take a single step away from the Questioning Path Divine Bamboo Forest.

Reaching the top of a mountain range, Jiang Hui subconsciously looked over at the Red Dust Gate. The state of his first incarnation leaped into his perception.

A full three thousand years had passed, and given the different flow of time inside and outside the Red Dust Gate, his first incarnation had no idea how many lifetimes he had been through in there.

Through countless joys and sorrows, grudges and relationships, seeking without finding, and achieving without seeking, he attempted to comprehend the true essence of the mortal world, but there was still no sign of imminent success.

Three thousand years in the real world might equate to nearly three hundred thousand years inside the Reincarnation Gate–a likely ratio of 1:100.

After a few glances, Jiang Hui retracted his gaze somewhat indifferently.

From the looks of it, the other party was clearly going to continue his degeneration for a while.

Shaking his head, he was about to leave and discuss the true essence of life with the Willow God,
when he had barely stepped forward, a soaring aura suddenly assaulted from afar.

It was like a vast ocean descending from the sky, pressing down.

The next moment, the entire sky was covered with dark clouds, which quickly converged above a distant mountain peak, creating a massive shadow.

The sky was filled with dense clouds, and thunder rolled incessantly, echoing like the roar of a giant beast, as if it wanted to tear the very heavens and earth apart.

In terms of grandeur, it looked even more intense than the Thunder Spirit King's tribulation.

Immediately after, without any warning, continuous thunder clapped down like falling rain.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Dust flew into the air, and in the blink of an eye, that mountain peak was leveled to the ground.

Watching this unfold, Jiang Hui took no action, letting the rolling thunder fall, shattering his own mountain peak to pieces.

Moreover, a hint of surprise even appeared on his otherwise calm and composed face.

Just then,
a sharp, piercing howl suddenly came from within the tempestuous thunderstorm.

It was quite grating to the ear.

For a moment, it even overpowered the thunderous roar that was like a tolling bell.

The next moment,
a skinny, petite figure abruptly charged out from the thunderstorm, which was like a curtain of rain.

It was precisely that Stone Monkey.

At that moment, under the vast thunderstorm, the monkey gnashed its teeth and screeched. Its fur, which originally shone like a golden blanket, was now charred black, with many large and small bloody holes, from which golden blood oozed. But quickly, the blood stopped flowing and scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One had to say, it was truly worthy of bearing the word “monkey.”

Setting everything else aside, this nimbleness alone was incomparable to others.'
Moving about with agility comparable to a slippery loach,
even as the thunder crashed down from the sky, it still found the slightest gap to evade.

And even if it was not quick enough to dodge, the monkey relied on its swift reactions, fully activating its bodily strength to withstand some of the falling thunder; only a few hairs were lost.

Chapter end

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