The Monkey King

After dinner, Yuding and Ling Yunzi sat in the cave and chatted. Yang Chan cleared the dining table and went to prepare the couches for the two of them to stay at tonight.

When she was done, she ran to empty out the bottles and jars from the Jade Cauldron. She kept gesturing there with the bamboo slips she didn't know what was written on them. From time to time, she called the Jade Cauldron over to ask a few questions.

Really bored, the monkey slipped out of the cave and played with his stick skills.

The volume "Nine Turns of the Universe Cudgel" obtained from the Sutra Pavilion has a resounding name, but in fact it is nothing more than ordinary cudgel techniques, and it only ends up with just a few moves.

Originally, the monkey looked at it for a few times and wanted to throw it away, but at the end of the volume there was a comment written by Subhuti, to the effect that the stick technique is not about the bells and whistles, but about the basics. If you learn it well, even these few moves can be used for fighting. All over the world.

When he saw this comment, Monkey suddenly felt that it was written specifically for him. It was precisely because of this comment that Monkey did not throw away this lackluster stick technique. Instead, he picked up the wooden stick and practiced it several times seriously.

As a result, those few moves were already familiar to me, and now they were no longer unfamiliar when practiced.

Following Ling Yunzi's method, the monkey poured spiritual power into the walking stick and raised the weight to about three hundred kilograms before it could no longer be lifted. He couldn't help but sigh at Ling Yunzi's estimation.

However, the three hundred kilograms was a limit. The stick technique emphasized speed. While outputting spiritual power, he danced the three hundred kilograms of Xingyun Stick. It didn't take long for him to find that all his physical strength was exhausted.

In desperation, after resting, the monkey had to lower the weight to two hundred kilograms, and the dance suddenly felt much smoother.

I think three hundred kilograms is a limit, but according to the monkey's current strength, it cannot be used as a regular condition.

After dancing until midnight, there was a heavy downpour outside the cave, and the whole world suddenly became gray. Even the branches and leaves of the trees ten meters away could not be seen clearly, leaving only the shadows swaying in the strong wind and rain.

The monkey huddled at the entrance of the cave, holding the cloud-walking stick and looking up into the distance. Several flashes of lightning crisscrossed the sky, illuminating the forest in front of him.

The wet rain blew past him along with the sweeping air current, and the monkey suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This reminded him of the Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain.

Perhaps it was due to my inexplicable fear of the world at that time. I managed to cross the waterfall to reach it, but I didn't even step in to see if it was really as written in the book. There was a piece of water engraved with "Water Curtain Cave". "The three-character stone tablet, let alone the natural throne.

If I really cultivated the seventy-two transformations and resurrected Que'er, would I have to return to Huaguo Mountain and live in that cave?

The thought flashed past and did not linger for a moment.

For monkeys, the meaning of completing the seventy-two transformations is to have everything. As long as it really works, not only can Que'er be resurrected, but he can also get everything else he wants.

No longer need to live in isolation like now.

To be honest, Subhuti had nothing to do with the monkeys. It should be said that he was kind to the monkeys. There is no doubt about this. It's just that the monkey really doesn't like this kind of day of being calculated by others.

If he could, he would have left Xianyue Sanxing Cave long ago.

"But it's coming soon. I'll soon be able to learn the seventy-two transformations. By then, I can go anywhere in the world, do what I like, and live the life I like."

Thinking of this, the monkey couldn't help but get a little excited.

Looking at the hazy sky and earth in front of him, he suddenly laughed loudly, took off his shirt, stepped into the rain holding the cloud walking stick, and started dancing in the rain.

Lifting up, sweeping, and hitting directly, the long stick whistled in the wind, scattering the raindrops that came flying, and it was dripping with joy.

He jumped up, splashed with rain, and covered himself with mud.

He was wet all over, but he smiled with rare joy.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder slanted through the hole, illuminating the dark tunnel.

Yang Chan stood quietly in the depths of the tunnel, looking at the crazy monkey from a distance. She smiled sweetly, breathed a long sigh of relief, walked to the entrance of the cave with light steps, put down the plate with fruit in her hand, and Turn away and disappear into the darkness.

Tired of dancing and laughing, Monkey closed his eyes and lay in the water on the ground, letting the downpour wash over his face. He opened his mouth and took a big breath.

After a long time, he wiped his face, started fighting with a stick, and let the rain wash away the dirt on the down. He walked to the entrance of the cave with a smile, and suddenly found a plate on the ground.

"Yang Chan? Or Jade Cauldron?" He thought doubtfully, grinning and said: "No matter, I just didn't have enough to eat tonight, and I don't know if Yang Chan did it on purpose."

Sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, regardless of the drops of water dripping all over his body, he reached out and grabbed a pear, looked at the lightning that was still intertwined in the sky, and chewed it happily.

That night, he watched the continuous rain, and finally fell asleep lying on the wet stone slab at the entrance of the cave, with a smile on his face in his dream.

…

On the thirty-third day, Taishang Laojun walked through the clouds and mist with a whisk in his hand. Soon, the whiteness in front of him disappeared, and a magnificent building appeared in front of him.

Although this building is five stories high, each floor is nine feet high, and the base is so wide that it doesn't look like a tower at all.

Landing steadily on the white jade floor tiles, Taishang quickly walked towards the door along the path planted with various exotic trees on both sides, and was immediately greeted by a boy in green.

"Welcome back, master."

"During my absence, the Heavenly Dao Stone may have changed." The Supreme Being handed the whisk to the boy casually.

Taking the fly whisk, the boy bowed and replied: "As I said to the master, the cracks in the Tiandao Stone have healed a lot."

"Oh?" The corners of Taishang's mouth raised slightly, with a smile, and he strode across the high door and walked toward the room step by step along the stone steps carved from white jade.

The boy in green clothes quickly followed him: "In addition, master, Uncle Taibai is here and said he wanted to see you. He has been waiting for a long time."

"Let him go back first. He said that I have important things to do as a teacher and I can't be distracted. If anything happens, I can just send him a message."

"The disciple told him the same thing, but he refused to leave. He said that he had something important and he had to tell it in front of you, master."

"Hmph. If he has something important to do, if he doesn't want to leave, just let him wait."

"Yes." The boy in green bowed slightly.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the main hall.

The hall is ninety-nine and eighty-one feet long, ninety-nine and eighty-one feet wide, and seventy-seven and forty-nine feet high. The four walls are made of white jade, with carved dragons and phoenixes, which are lifelike. There is a fairy pool in the middle, surrounded by towering fences, with spring water surging in the pool and clouds and mist overflowing. There is a huge black stone suspended above it, completely pitch black, about twenty feet high and ten feet wide, in an irregular oval shape, with countless tiny words looming on the surface, like stars twinkling in the sky.

With a flick of his sleeves and a gentle tap on the ground with his toes, the Supreme Being immediately floated into the air. After flying to the top of the black stone, he looked closely at the stone wall.

"It's really healed a lot, hehehe, I've gained a lot from this trip!" He was smiling, circling around the black rock, and gently touching the gradually healing cracks on the stone wall with his hand.

After a while, the expression on his face changed slightly, and gradually became more solemn, and he said to himself: "Most of the branches of these fine lines have healed, why is this one left alone, but it has expanded a lot? Why is this? ?”

He raised his head slightly, stroking his long beard and thinking carefully: "Could there be some fish that slipped through the net?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel startled, turned around, landed on the ground, and walked quickly out of the hall.

Faced with the Supreme Emperor's unusual reaction, the Taoist disciples guarding the temple did not dare to ask, so they had no choice but to kowtow behind them.

In just a moment, the Supreme Being came to the abandoned town again.

Landing on the ground, he stepped lightly on the ground.

Only this time, the Earth God was not summoned like last time.

Gradually, a trace of doubt appeared on the Supreme Master's face, and he hurriedly reached out and counted with his fingers.

"Not good!" Not caring so much, he quickly turned around and flew towards the distance, landing on a hillside not long after.

There is a small tree on this hillside, and there is a solitary grave under the tree. The wooden tablet is crookedly engraved with the eleven words "The Tomb of the Monkey King, the Monkey King".

"This is..." He reached out and grabbed a handful of soil from the tomb, holding it in his hands and rubbing it, thinking: "No one has been here in the past few days. The owner of the tomb must have died because of the stone monkey before his life was over." Death, but why are there no wandering spirits? Could it be that the soul was led away by someone first... Now that the landowner here can't be summoned, I'm afraid he has been poisoned by someone!"

After thinking for a long time, he straightened up slightly and sighed: "What a mistake. I didn't ask clearly at the beginning, so someone took advantage of me!"