Chapter Thirty-Five: Past Life and Present Life

  Lei Hao was now enveloped by a purple sphere with a radius of tens of meters, the entire sphere flowing slowly like mercury, and upon closer inspection, it was all Lei-attributed magical powers.

  Inside the sphere of law is a gigantic wild ox, tens of feet long. At this moment, the wild ox sits like a human with a pair of reverse-jointed cow hooves, its belly holding a ball with two thick cow hooves, and a pair of sharp and ferocious cow horns curved towards the sky. The long cow mouth inhales and exhales, causing a violent surge of law power inside the sphere. This scene looks as strange as it can be.

  This wild bull is Lei Hao, his promotion has reached the most critical moment, all of his divine thoughts have been merged into his magical powers, and his physical body has also broken through the fragile body of a small demon and transformed back into his original wild bull form.

  As long as Lei Hao's body can give birth to divine consciousness, his promotion this time will be a success.

  However, when Sun Wukong explained to Lei Hao about the promotion to the Demon King level, he forgot one thing that was as insignificant as a floating cloud to him, but extremely important to Lei Hao.

  The biggest difference between advancing to the Demon King and the Inner Dan realm is that advancing to the Demon King realm requires not only crossing the Thunder Tribulation, but also crossing the Heart Demon Tribulation.

  Neidan Jinjie Yao Wang is the process from mortal to immortal, what is immortal? Immortal is a transcendent existence beyond the six paths, not in the cycle of rebirth. The biggest difference between immortal and mortal is not in the level of power, but in whether there is a primordial spirit. And condensing the primordial spirit, the most difficult thing is the heart demon tribulation.

  Sun Wukong was promoted to the king of demons, but he didn't even pass the Heart Demon Tribulation. Where did Sun Wukong come from? Of course, he jumped out of a stone, but can an ordinary stone produce such a powerful monkey like Sun Wukong? Then Lei Hao doesn't need to mix with the cultivation world anymore, it's better for him to go farming instead.

  The divine stone that gave birth to Sun Wukong, the original text says: The stone is three feet six inches five high, with a circumference of two feet four feet; Three feet six inches five high, according to the 365 degrees of the celestial cycle; Two feet four feet in circumference, according to the twenty-four solar terms; With nine nostrils and eight holes on top, according to the Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams. Although it is unknown what this stone is, these characteristics already show its extraordinariness.

  Furthermore, Sun Wukong bears the heavenly aura of this era on his body, so his cultivation is naturally smooth sailing and free from evil invasions. To say nothing of the lowest-level heart demons, even the highest-level heavenly demon kings will be crushed to powder by the heavenly aura as soon as they approach Sun Wukong.

  So Sun Wukong simply didn't remember this period of time.

  Lei Hao is not Sun Wukong, and he's far from being as powerful as him. For Lei Hao, the Heart Demon is absolutely a huge problem. The most crucial thing is that to overcome the Heart Demon Tribulation, it's better to have simpler thoughts and fewer flaws in one's heart. But Lei Hao's thoughts are definitely not simple, and his heart has no lack of flaws.

  If you can't get through the demon tribulation, lightly, you'll go crazy from the fire entering your mind, and heavily, all three souls and six spirits will become a mess, and in this life, there won't be any hope of naturally waking up.

  These Sun Wukong had never mentioned to Lei Hao, and Lei Hao, who hadn't fully grasped the "Shangqing Baodian", wasn't clear about it either. So in his heart, he didn't have any defense against what demon.

  Lei Hao, who was fully focused on comprehending the transformation of his magical powers, suddenly felt a very familiar voice ringing in his ears.

  "Hao Ge... Hao Ge, wake up quickly, you'll be late. I heard that the teaching assistant, that dead witch, will be taking attendance today. Get out of bed quickly." Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lei Hao's heart skipped a beat.

  He suddenly opened his eyes, and what entered his vision was the familiar snow-white ceiling.

  Lei Hao was stunned, he raised his right hand in front of his eyes, a white and thick long big hand appeared in front of Lei Hao's eyes, Lei Hao's eyes became even more bewildered.

  He just stared blankly, raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face. The loud "slap" echoed in the dormitory, Lei Hao felt a burning pain on his cheek, as if Zhang had awakened him from a dream with this slap.

  "Brother Hao? What's wrong?" The familiar voice came again, and Lei Hao turned his head to see a chubby face staring at him strangely.

  Lei Hao was like he had been awakened by his own slap, and his whole body relaxed, stretching his waist in the warm quilt and saying: "Nothing, just had a very long dream..." The memory of more than 100 years in the Journey to the West world before was really like a dream, becoming blurred.

  A cold gust of air rushed into Lei Hao's quilt from the gap between his hands, and he quickly withdrew them. He opened his mouth to complain: "Damn, it seems I'll have to watch less cross-dressing shows, or else every toilet hole will look like a portal for crossing over." The second half of Lei Hao's sentence was originally going to be "or else I'll dream about crossing over", but suddenly a familiar yet strange face of a beautiful woman appeared in his mind, and his heart ached. He changed his words on the spot.

  The chubby boy with a low voice 'hehe' laughed twice and then urged: "Hao Ge, get up, the counselor is here to take attendance today."

  Lei Hao was about to struggle out of bed after hearing what the fatty said, but his rational mind told him that the counselor couldn't take any more injuries. However, he suddenly felt that attending classes and roll calls were meaningless, so after some thought, he gave up on getting out of bed.

  "Pangzi, you go yourself, I'm not going. If the counselor asks, I'll just say I have a cold." Lei Hao said casually to Pangzi who was looking down.

  Pangzi responded with a whole body, took out the book and opened the door to walk out of the dormitory.

  Because Leihao and the fat guy from just now are collectively known as the dormitory's twin fatties, they're both lazy to death. Every time everyone else has left, only then do they get up from bed. So once the fat guy left, the dormitory quieted down.

  Lei Hao gazed quietly at the ceiling, his hazy memories still rapidly fading away, just like every ordinary dream, so real when he was dreaming, but nothing remained after waking up.

  Lei Hao silently flipped over and skillfully inserted his right hand under the pillow, rummaged around for a moment, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

  With a crackle, a small flame ignited and lit the cigarette in Lei Hao's hand.

  Lei Hao took a deep breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of refreshment, as if he hadn't smoked in a long, long time. Lei Hao lightly twirled the cigarette butt in front of his eyes, and the familiar brand made him furrow his brow, but he didn't believe it was bad luck, so he put the cigarette back into his mouth and took another deep drag.

  "What the heck, is this tobacco company so poor that they only have money left? Even a few bucks a pack of cigarettes can be counterfeited so smoothly." Lei Hao spat out a mouthful of smoke and muttered to himself, he always felt that something was off, but didn't know what it was.

  A cigarette was smoked by Lei Hao in just a few mouthfuls, and after finishing it, his right hand made another grasp, but this time what he pulled out wasn't a cigarette, rather a trendy Apple 4S mobile phone.

  Skilled hands opened the phone and dialed a familiar number with ease.

  The "beep beep" sound made Lei Hao feel wave after wave of comfort.

  "Xiao Hao, you really won't call us unless we don't give you living expenses..." The familiar voice rang in his ears, and Lei Hao's nose inexplicably turned sour as hot tears welled up in his eyes.

  "Mom, I miss you." Lei Hao couldn't help but interrupt his mother's nagging, speaking with a choked voice.

  On the other end of the phone, a more urgent voice came after a second of silence: "Xiaohao, what's wrong? Are you fighting with someone at school again? Are you hurt?" His mother's urgent voice made Lei Hao's tears flow like a bursting dam.

  Lei Hao was still crying and hadn't had a chance to speak when a loud crackling sound came from the other end of the phone, followed by his father's heavy voice a second later, "Xiao Hao? Your mom said you got into another fight with someone? What happened?"

  Lei Hao, who was still crying, panicked as soon as he heard it and hastily said: "No, Dad, I didn't fight with anyone."

  "This time, the deep voice carried a hint of anger: 'Still saying nothing, what's with your crying? Are you hurt that badly, who hit you? Never mind, whoever it was, just call up those old friends of yours to help out, if anything happens, Dad will take responsibility...'"

  Lei Hao, who felt his father's anger, was about to explain to his father, but after hearing a sentence behind his father, his expression suddenly solidified, and the confusion in his eyes that had just retreated appeared again. He lay on the bed with his right hand grasping the phone, his eyes dazed and tears streaming down his face, and he didn't hear what his father said afterwards at all.

  No, this is wrong.

  Lei Hao suddenly felt that everything in front of him was so unreal, he thought everything in front of him was fake, but if everything in front of him was fake, then he didn't know what was real.

  Suddenly, the face of that woman who was both familiar and strange to Leihao appeared in his mind again. Her small face was tearful and blurry, with a stubborn gaze at Leihao. Leihao's heart felt like it had been pricked by a needle, and even his heartbeat slowed down for two beats.

  Lei Hao curled up his body, clasped his hands over his head, and his facial muscles were slightly twisted.

  What appeared after that delicate little face was a monkey face that made people want to slap him, which emerged in Lei Hao's mind. This monkey face was grinning at him with its teeth bared.

  When this monkey face appeared, Lei Hao was like being hit by a big iron hammer in his mind, and he felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

  A few seconds later, a silly cow face, a pig face with two tusks, and a majestic tiger face appeared in Lei Hao's mind one after another, like frames of a movie.

  Lei Hao slowly straightened his body, his face pale and expressionless as he stared blankly at the snow-white ceiling.

  And in his mind, the 'movie' didn't end, quickly replaying the time from when he crossed over to the Water Tomb to the eve of breaking through to become a Demon King.

  After a long time, Lei Hao slowly let out a breath and muttered: "That wasn't a dream, what is this in front of me?" After finishing speaking, he lifted the quilt and jumped down from the bed that was over two meters high, making a dull thud.

  He slowly turned his head and carefully scanned every object in the dormitory, which was almost identical to the one in his memory.

  Lei Hao nodded and raised his right hand to touch the bull horns on his head, but touched nothing. His right hand hesitated for a moment before slowly falling back down.

  He muttered to himself in a low voice: "Illusion, after all is illusion, no matter who you are, go die."

  When he spat out the dead word, he stretched out his right hand, and a 1.2-meter-long Tulong appeared in Leihao's hand. The 1.7-meter-tall Leihao raised the huge Tulong with ease.

  As Lei Hao's voice fell, Qing Wu swung the Dragon Slayer, and the knife move "Fissure" was instantly swung out. A dragon-shaped purple knife aura burst out from above the Dragon Slayer, roaring with its jaws wide open.

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  My god, I really think I'm stupid, and once again I've written myself into tears.

  I wonder if you have been moved in your heart after reading this?