The Monkey King

The setting sun at Sanxing Cave in Xianyue is warm and sentimental.

Wandering alone on the stone steps, the monkey felt a little uneasy.

It was something I had been looking forward to every day, something I often dreamed about even in my dreams, but now that it has really come, it is unbelievable. Although I was excited, I was also slightly worried.

"Old man, what kind of medicine is sold in this gourd? Are you agreeing to teach me the seventy-two transformations and somersault clouds?" The monkey couldn't help but touch his chin and began to think wildly.

They had done so many things before that turned the whole Taoist temple upside down, and they just treated the monkeys like cattle. Now why suddenly...

Did this victory come too easily? The monkey suddenly felt unbelievable.

The monkey, who has eaten too much bitterness and has almost never tasted sweetness, never believes that there is a free lunch in this world.

"And can I practice the seventy-two transformations now?" Monkey stretched out his hand and used the slightest bit of spiritual power.

He clearly only has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Nashen Realm. At this rate, he may not be able to touch the threshold of the God Refining Realm within a year.

"Are we going to start teaching now?"

Logically speaking, the seventy-two transformations should be something that can only be learned by the third-level God Refining Realm. Why did you suddenly agree to it?

But according to Monkey's understanding of Subhuti, if he says yes, then he definitely means yes. This old man has many tricks up his sleeve.

The happiness came so suddenly that he seemed a little dizzy.

"Anyway, the seventy-two changes will be available soon! Hoho!" The monkey finally shouted loudly, and his excitement was beyond words.

Not to mention the Kunlun Mountains, but also the Hall of Yama. As long as he can learn the seventy-two transformations of somersault clouds, he is willing to go there!

A breeze swept by, caressing the leaves and swaying their shades, as if the whole world was celebrating him.

After so many years, isn’t this the day you’ve been waiting for?

As long as he learns the seventy-two transformations and the somersault cloud, he will no longer be a worthless monkey, but the upright Monkey King, the Monkey King!

At that time, he can do many, many things he wants to do.

He ran with all his strength on the stone steps, shouting and laughing all the way. The laughter made all the Taoist disciples on the way startled and then became uneasy. They didn't know what the monkey was going to do.

Looking at the monkeys running on the stone steps in the distance and cheering for joy, Subhuti gently stroked his long beard and exhaled a long breath. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"Master really intends to teach him the seventy-two changes? Is it too early?" Qingfengzi asked in a low voice behind him.

Turning around and walking into the room, Subhuti said with a smile on his face: "This monkey is so crazy. He has grown so much in more than a year that I almost don't recognize him. He actually memorized all the stolen books, which is how he realized enlightenment." I also don’t let go of the classics on the Tao. It’s the first time I’ve seen such a studious person. It’s quite a bit beyond my expectation.”

Subhuti raised his head and let the wind that penetrated the bamboo curtain blow over his temples. His old eyes radiated a new light, and he sighed: "It's not too early to teach him the seventy-two transformations. It's just that Kunlun Mountain, you can go there." It’s a little early.”

"Oh? Where did this start?"

"Heaven's secret must not be leaked." Subhuti said with a smile.

…

He took off his shoes and ran barefoot.

Stepping on the dead leaves on the ground, the wind passed by his ears, and the shade of the trees flowed on his body, running wildly and laughing all the way.

The laughter spread far away, bringing echoes from the mountains.

The whole world is jumping for joy, the whole world is rejoicing.

Running back to Ling Yanli, he saw the wind chime cleaning fallen leaves in front of the door. Monkey hugged her, covered her cheek and kissed her on the forehead, then grabbed her arms and shook her, shouting: "Old man He said, "You will teach me the seventy-two transformations when I come back from Kunlun Mountain this time! Hahahaha!"

He jumped up and down cheering.

Feng Chime blinked her eyes, blushed to her ears, and was completely stunned.

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you happy for me?" Monkey asked.

"No...it's not...I'm very happy." She slowly suppressed a smile and held the broom in her hand tighter and tighter, her heart almost beating out of her chest.

Letting go of the wind chime's hand, the monkey ran into the room and began to flop around.

"What are you going to do?" Wind Chime stood at the door holding a broom and asked.

"Pack it up, we will leave for Kunlun Mountain tomorrow." The monkey turned around and said with a smile: "When I come back, the old man will teach me the seventy-two transformations!"

The wind chime just chimed, as if it had lost its soul, and turned back outside to continue cleaning the fallen leaves. However, it was discovered that Ling Yunzi had been sitting on a stone chair not far away, leaning on the stone table and staring at her intently. .

Just pretending not to see it, the wind chime pouted, lowered its head and cleaned it carefully, over and over again.

It didn't stop until the sun went down.

Ling Yunzi sighed and asked: "Girl, you are about to sweep a hole out of the ground, do you know?"

The wind chime froze slightly, blinked its big blue eyes twice, and two tears slowly fell down.

"Hey...are you okay?" Ling Yunzi said a little speechlessly: "He just went to Kunlun Mountain with me. It can take as little as half a month or as long as two months. He will be back soon."

Feng Chime rubbed his eyes, sobbed faintly, and said with a smile: "There is sand in my eyes."

"Really?" Ling Yunzi rolled his eyes at her, puffed up his sleeves, and shouted into the room: "Junior Brother Wukong, I'm here to have a drink with you!"

"okay!"

That night, Monkey and Ling Yunzi were very drunk. They hugged each other, sang songs and yelled nonsense. Yang Chan, who was so angry that he couldn't sleep, came out and yelled several times.

But the wind chime just kept sitting there holding the cup and being unhappy.

…

Early the next morning, Yang Chan carried the package and kicked open the door of the monkey's room and dragged the two of them up who were still hungover.

Under Yang Chan's urging, the two had to start dressing up. After finishing their clothes, they went to the Qingxin Hall to say goodbye to Subhuti.

Subhuti took Qingfengzi and Qingyunzi to send the three of them to the mountain gate.

For some unknown reason, there were no wind chimes coming along the way, which made the monkey a little uneasy, and he kept craning his neck to look inside. It was just that the master of the wind chime, Qing Fengzi, had been standing aside with a cold face, so he didn't ask.

Before leaving, Subhuti took the monkey and said something sincerely: "Looking outside is not as good as looking inside. If you encounter something, you need to be calm. Don't cause trouble, but there is no need to be afraid of trouble. Don't lose the face of my Xianyue Sanxing Cave. .”

After that, the Taoist disciple took a long black stick and gave it to the monkey. It was called Xingyun Stick. He said that he needed to have a weapon with him when walking outside.

This can be described as a surprise.

The long black stick looks like wood, but is much heavier than a steel stick in the hand. There are dragons and tigers carved on both ends of the stick. If you look closely, you will find that there are countless spell formations hidden in the gaps between the patterns.

This is obviously a magic weapon!

The monkey stood aside happily holding his first weapon.

Subhuti took out another letter and gave it to Ling Yunzi. He said that he would give it to Master Taiyi at Kunlun Mountain.

After finishing the matter, Ling Yunzi took out a palm-sized Bagua plate from his sleeve, threw it away, and hung it in the air.

As Ling Yunzi muttered words, the Bagua plate quickly grew in size and did not stop until it was two feet wide.

Although it had been expected, the monkey couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it with his own eyes.

This should be the first time he saw a large magic weapon being used.

Before the monkey could recover, Ling Yunzi had already grabbed him by the collar and threw him into Bagua. He and Yang Chan also jumped up.

Lying on the Bagua less than a finger thick, the monkey was a little panicked at first, but when he felt it carefully, he found that the Bagua was stable and the same as the ground.

Only then did I feel more at ease and slowly stood up.

Looking at the monkey's appearance, Yang Chan rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's rare to see a strange thing."

Ling Yunzi walked to the center of Bagua and sat down. He took out a map from his sleeve, spread it out, looked at it carefully, then raised his head to look at the horizon and looked for the direction.

"My Lingyun Bagua Formation is used in the entire Three Realms and Six Paths. It is also the leading flying magic weapon. Well, it can be reached in half a day." He said.

"Half a day?" Monkey's brows furrowed and he stretched his head to look at the map: "This is the best flying magic weapon. How long does it take half a day?"

He suddenly thought of a somersault cloud that could cover hundreds of thousands of miles with just one somersault. Compared with that, this so-called "second to none" magic weapon is really slow.

Yang Chan said slowly at the side: "How can the art of controlling the wind and soaring clouds be compared with the magic weapon of flying? After all, he is the only one who would study the magic weapon of flying when he is idle. The gods in the sky, the earthly immortals on the earth, and even the ghosts and immortals in the underworld , among the monsters in the world, who is not a master of magic?"

Ling Yunzi just pretended not to hear, and explained to the monkey seriously: "There is a way to get there in a moment, but I can't take you with me. After all, junior brother, you haven't learned the art of soaring into the clouds yet."

At this point, the monkey's face turned slightly red.

Standing next to Ling Yunzi and Yang Chan, he was indeed half shorter.

After staring at the map for a long time, the monkey asked: "Where are we now?"

"This." Ling Yunzi pointed at a corner of Xiniu Hezhou and said.

"Where's Kunlun Mountain?"

"This." Ling Yunzi pointed to a mountain range in Nanzhan Buzhou.

"What about...Huaguoshan?" Monkey raised his head and asked.

"Are you homesick?" Ling Yunzi pointed to the coastal area where Dongsheng Shenzhou and Nanzhan Buzhou meet with a smile and said: "Here it is. What, you want to go back and have a look? Although it's not the way, senior brother, I can take a detour. .”

The monkey was worried, and his outstretched hand trembled slightly. He pointed to a place across the sea from Huaguo Mountain and said, "No. I want to go here."

…

Watching the three people leave, the smile on Subhuti's face slowly faded. He turned around and walked into the Taoist temple and told Qingfengzi: "Go quickly and erase all traces of Wukong left in the temple!"

Qingfengzi didn't know why, but Subhuti's expression didn't look like he was joking, so he had to go to Lingyanli immediately.

Not long after, a purple-robed Taoist boy flew up from the sky, landed in front of the gate of Sanxing Cave in the Setting Moon, raised his hands and shouted: "The boy Zixin under the throne of Taishang Laojun wants to see the Patriarch Subhuti!"