Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 470 - 470 356

470: Chapter 356 470: Chapter 356 He discovered that, during the monkey’s millions of years of being sealed, its body had given birth to two souls, one good and one evil, just like a person who was originally kind but suddenly harbored evil thoughts.

These were the devils that erged in the mind, which is why from the mont of birth, people are kind, but later change due to their environnt.

As long as there is a chance, when evil thoughts arise, they should be changed to prevent their spread into the Mortal Realm to do evil.

Jiang Tang did not want a monkey soul that had given birth to evil thoughts to enter the Hell Palace and turn the demons inside into devils.

This was not what he wanted; inside there were still two hazards like ticking ti bombs that had yet to be dealt with.

It wasn’t that he had no ti, but he always felt that the ti had not yet co.

He thought that the two hazards inside could be useful and hoped it would not turn out to be nurturing a tiger that would cause trouble.

While practicing Buddhist spells, Jiang Tang felt Buddhist teachings purifying his mind.

Although he wasn’t a monk, he did the work of a monk.

He almost recited the verse “Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.”

With the mundane world shining so brightly, how could he pick up the bodhi and lay down the worldliness?

Though he did not eat dog at, he often drank alcohol.

He had no partner, yet there were won by his side.

Jiang Tang did not know why so many of these thoughts appeared in his mind.

They must belong to the Buddhist scriptures, which suddenly gave him so many ideas.

Yet he had seen so monks taking wives.

In the bustling world, how could he give it up!

Jiang Tang shook his head.

It seed that learning spells from other traditions should not be allowed to hinder his own thoughts.

He wouldn’t settle for just a harems of three thousand or one or multiple partners—he was unyielding!

When Jiang Tang used spells, he didn’t know what the people around him thought as they were hypnotized.

After a long, long ti, he felt it was the right mont, and he struck another spell with both hands.

Jiang Tang purified the monkey’s soul in an instant, and in the next mont, he cald everyone around him.

The monkey’s soul, manipulated by his spell, seed dazed and no longer as vicious as before.

Finally, with both hands, he released the seal on the monkey, drew in a breath and absorbed the long-sealed body and soul into the Hell Palace.

The Hell Palace was in disarray when the sun rose during the day, and the Demon Beasts, as usual, ca out to bask in the sun, absorbing the red light for cultivation.

Since discovering an imposing Monkey King wanting to dominate just the day before, the Monkey King seed to fight the Ghost Cultivators again when night fell.

The Monkey King, seemingly tireless, strove for supremacy among the Demon Beasts and Ghost Cultivators, as if he never tired of the battle.

The Demon Beasts cautiously erged to absorb the red light and encountered another formidable monkey facing off against one just like it.

“Who are you?”

“And who are you?”

The Demon Beasts made a new discovery: these two monkeys looked identical.

They were unclear who was more formidable—they only knew that both their souls were extrely potent in cultivation.

“I am the king here.” The Monkey King, who had fought all day and night and thought he could finally dominate, was taken aback by the sudden appearance of another identical monkey in the space, almost mistaking it for his Shadow.

“You might have been in the past, but from now on, I am the king here.

Look at those, they are all my monkeys, my descendants.”

The newly arrived Monkey King pointed at those monkeys who had just been brought into the Hell Palace by Jiang Tang, their minds still foggy.

They had not yet acclimated to their environnt and had not yet seen the Demon Beasts that had just erged.

“Pfft, a bunch of ordinary monkeys not even worth ntioning, and you have the audacity to call yourself their king?

Look at my minions!”

The Monkey King who had fought for a day and night and thought he had beco king pointed at the various Demon Beasts that had just co out to bask in the sun.

The newly arrived Monkey King, still grappling with the situation, truly believed that the other monkey was the king of these Demon Beasts and was montarily stunned.

The ordinary monkeys, their minds just coming round, seed to hear the most frightening sound.

Upon looking up, weren’t those packs of wolves, leopards, enormous lion prides, mighty tigers, and other various Demon Beasts?

The normal monkeys were so scared that they fled in all directions, only to realize they couldn’t find a way out.

It was like being in a cage; all they could do was tremble and stand behind the Monkey King, seeking protection.

The newly arrived Monkey King saw how weak and frightened his monkeys were.

He then looked at the Demon Beasts ntioned by the other monkey, who looked so formidable, and without even fighting, his spirit weakened.

He plucked up the courage and said, “Ha ha ha, even if you were the king before, from now on, this world is mine.

You can be the second-in-command!”

“What, pah, after I worked so hard to conquer this world, you think you can so easily steal the kingship from ?

Let’s have a match!”

Thus, the two identical monkeys, their souls at odds, began to fight.

The Demon Beast Group watched the spectacle while basking in the sun.

They glanced at the trembling monkeys and waited for the two monkeys to determine a victor before they would attack, hoping to benefit as the third party—the proverbial fisherman who profits from the quarrel between the snipe and the clam.

The monkeys that had entered the Hell Palace longed for their past at Fruit Mountain, where they could eat fruit whenever they wanted; such freedom!

They never expected to be captured by humans and brought here to face so many formidable Demon Beasts, wondering if they would beco prey to another beast tomorrow.

They could only hope their king would win.

In the Hell Palace, with two monkeys brawling, the Artifact Spirit simply ignored them.

Huang Chen was stealthily looking outside from within the Magnet Magic Treasure Soul Conqueror, searching for an opportunity to escape this prison.

The old Taoist who had always controlled the First Palace had fought so many battles previously, and was now battered and bruised.

As ti in this space grew longer, the number of Pills on him dwindled.