Shangguan Hongyu laughed and said, "Complaining about being tired now, isn't that just asking for it?"
"I've been single for over a thousand years, and suddenly I meet a girl I like. Isn't it normal for my mind to go blank?" Maoqiu felt that he hadn't done anything wrong.
Anyway, he has already made a new "God of Happiness" ball and solved Bian Lang's corpse-driving incident, so it didn't cause any particularly serious consequences.
If Bian Lang still insists on punishing him, then that would be going too far.
Bian Lang was too lazy to waste words and urged Mao Qiu to hurry up and make the auspicious balls. The more of these things you have in stock, the better, so that you won't be unable to find even one when you need them.
Maoqiu left with a gloomy face.
"Shouldn't we head back to Justice Fortress?" Shangguan Hongyu asked with a smile.
Bian Lang nodded. On the way back, he could try his seventy-two transformations anywhere he wanted.
He had already gone through it in his mind many times before that.
These seventy-two transformations can be said to encompass all kinds of changes in the world. As long as you can master them, you can transform into anything that exists in this world, even a lump of something...
After seeing off the nine-headed monkey's corpse, Sun Wukong became noticeably sullen.
Since the Seventy-Two Transformations were obtained from the corpse of the Nine-Headed Monkey, Sun Wukong might know something about them.
"Seventy-two transformations?" Sun Wuse asked, his face full of surprise and doubt.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "Aren't you monkeys the best at transformation? Maybe your ancestors once had beings who could perform seventy-two transformations."
"The Seventy-Two Transformations is the supreme technique of our Multi-Headed Monkey Clan. During the clan's most glorious era, the Seventy-Two Transformations were invincible. Unfortunately..." Sun Wukong only knew a general outline of that history, but the specifics were unclear.
All that is known is that the Seventy-Two Transformations were lost after the multi-headed tribe retired.
For a long time, no one remembered the multi-headed tribe, and everyone thought they had become extinct.
"Boss, you're asking this because you want to know the Seventy-Two Transformations of our Multi-Headed Monkey Clan?" Sun Wuse knew that Bian Lang wouldn't ask this for no reason.
Bian Lang asked, "If you regain the Seventy-Two Transformations, will you become even stronger?"
“Of course. Don’t be fooled by my eight heads. If one is cut off, it will never grow back. But if I could do the Seventy-Two Transformations, I could keep only one head and it would grow back no matter how many times it was cut off,” Sun Wuse said.
Just as the headless tribe was searching for Xing Tian's corpse, the multi-headed monkey tribe was also searching for the Seventy-Two Transformations technique.
If they can find it, they will be confident that they can fight their way back to the heavens and seek justice for the injustice suffered by the multi-headed race.
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