Sun Wukong's life simulator

Chapter 191
Monkey King left the sea of ​​blood.

No trace of Wutian Buddha was found, nor did Zuwu Houtu and Patriarch Minghe.

This was all expected, so he didn't feel any disappointment or anything like that.

Moreover, what Patriarch Minghe asked the Bull Demon King to convey had actually given him a reminder.

This peak existence who has lived from the ancient prehistoric era to today has survived many calamities without falling, and obviously has an extraordinary understanding of calamities and dangers.

"He seems to know what the old grandson is going to face, but what is he afraid of?"

Monkey King thought for a while, but he didn't have a clear guess.

He knew that there was still a huge gap between himself and these peak quasi-sages, and now that he lacked key clues, it was difficult to figure out their thoughts.

However, in the established future, when the Bull Demon King and Princess Iron Fan were in trouble, the Patriarch Styx did not take action, which shows that this pinnacle quasi-sage is indeed afraid of something.

"The sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the Styx never dies. Who will he be afraid of?" Sun Wukong couldn't figure it out, and temporarily put these doubts in his heart, and drove to Nanbuzhou on a cloud.

You can't fight alone, this is what the simulator has reminded a long time ago, and it is also a principle of conduct that he has pursued for so many years.

What's more, with his own strength alone, he couldn't solve the immediate predicament.

After arriving in Nanfangbuzhou, he still hid his figure, and then found a temple of the God of Wealth in a human city.

"Xuantan Zhenjun, please show yourself." Monkey King shouted at the statue of the God of Wealth in the temple.

Zhao Gongming had just been sent to the lower realm by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, so it was impossible for him to follow behind him, so he had to come to find the God of Wealth by himself.

But after shouting, there was no response.

"If you don't come out again, Lao Sun will demolish your God of Wealth Temple!" Sun Wukong's eyes flashed, and with Zhao Gongming's strength, it was impossible not to notice his call.

Whoa!

The statue of the God of Wealth fell, and the Temple of the God of Wealth also began to collapse.

"Okay, you're ruthless!" Monkey King turned around and left.

"Go to Second Senior Sister, Lao Zhao can't help you this time." Zhao Gongming's voice sounded out of thin air.

Sun Wukong turned around, cupped his hands, and flew away.

He knew in his heart that Zhao Gongming probably knew something too.

After Monkey King left, four figures appeared from the void of the Temple of Wealth, one man and three women.

Naturally, it was Zhao Gongming and Fairy Sanxiao, Yunxiao in Baiyi, Qiongxiao in Red, and Bixiao in Tsingyi.

"Big sister, are you sure what you just said is true?" Zhao Gongming looked serious.

"I can't be mistaken." Yun Xiao nodded and said, "He is full of catastrophe, and our cultivation and merits are not enough to eliminate the disaster for him."

"Then we can't just watch like this." Zhao Gongming was a little anxious.

"Brother, there are priorities. What the second senior sister entrusted to us is more important." Yun Xiao said calmly, "And the second senior sister values ​​him so much, maybe there is a way to help him overcome the calamity."

Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth. After being reckless once in the Conferred God Tribulation, he is now able to restrain his temper a little bit.

"His grandma's, damn it..." He said angrily again.

"Brother, be careful!" Yun Xiao scolded with a frown.

Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao listened by the side and didn't say a word, but they kept looking at the direction where Monkey King was leaving, and they were also worried.

……

Monkey King quietly returned to the Heavenly Court again, without disturbing anyone, and flew directly to the starry sky north of the Heavenly Court.

He wasn't worried about being discovered. Not long ago, in the Lingxiao Temple, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit came forward to rescue him. It was only natural for him to pay a visit now.

Passing through the vast starry sky of the heaven, you can see a bright galaxy.

In the middle of the Milky Way, stands a magnificent palace surrounded by stars, with the word "Doufu" written on the plaque on it.

"Hmm..." Sun Wukong blinked his nimble eyes, his figure turned into golden light, and came outside the Doufu.

I saw a fierce young man in black waiting outside.

"Guchen Xingjun, old Sun Te came to see Doumu Yuanjun." Sun Wukong said, he had seen this person last time on Taiyin Star.

"Yuan Jun asked his disciples to hand over this kit to the Great Sage, and she said that the Great Sage would know it at a glance." Yu Hua saluted respectfully, and presented a kit to Monkey King.

Sun Wukong took it and opened it directly to check. There was a piece of yellowed silk inside.

call……

Before he looked carefully, the silk cloth turned into fly ash before his eyes.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong frowned slightly, what kind of method is this?He didn't notice any power, and the silk cloth dissipated out of thin air.

In addition, he saw a few drops of blood on the silk cloth just now, as if it had just dripped on it.

Could it be because of those few drops of blood?
Monkey King was puzzled, but he didn't think too much, because he saw that there was a word "mountain" written on the silk cloth.

"Mountain?" He immediately had a guess in his mind, and said to Yu Hua: "Guchen Xingjun, please thank Yuanjun for the old grandson, and the old grandson will come to visit again next time."

"Farewell to the Great Sage." Yu Hua saluted respectfully.

Sun Wukong nodded, and drove away on the cloud again.

Yu Hua turned around and entered the Doufu, and came to the edge of the Immortal Pond in the mansion.

I saw the Virgin of the Golden Spirit wearing a long yellow dress, sitting in front of a small table, facing Xianchi, and could only see her back.

"Yuanjun, he's gone."

"Did he ask anything?"

"No."

"Okay, you go back."

Hearing this, Yu Hua bowed respectfully and left. From the beginning to the end, he didn't look up at anything more.

Beside the Fairy Pond, there is only the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit left.

She looked at the fairy pond in front of her, the seven orifices were still bleeding.

Drops of blood spilled onto the brand new silk cloth on the small table.

And the surface of the silk cloth is clearly visible, with an unfinished word "mountain" written on it.

In addition, on the ground on both sides of the small table, there are still many brand new silk cloths scattered, each of which is stained with blood, but there is no word "mountain".

In other words, there is no complete "mountain" character, and it is written in one stroke, or two strokes are broken.

"You're in a hurry, so you can only use this method, right?" The Holy Mother of Jinling smiled happily, her bloody face made her look a little crazy.

After a while, she became melancholy again, and said in a low voice: "I can only do so much this time, but don't stop, go break through this cloud-covered world."

……

After Sun Wukong left Doufu, he did not return to the Heavenly Court, but went to the lower realm again.

He probably understood what "mountain" meant. If he guessed correctly, he was referring to Fangcun Mountain.

Since the Holy Mother of Jinling knows the power of the heart and can say the words "the heart is like the sky and the earth, with a splash of ink, there are mountains, rivers, lakes and seas", then she must also know the existence of Fangcun Mountain.

"So, she made so many arrangements, and joined hands with the Jade Emperor to promote the Tiangong, not just to suppress Chanjiao, but also to save the master?" Sun Wukong guessed in his heart.

From the standpoint of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, it seems that she has only these motives.

Revenge to teach and save the master.

As for getting rid of the list of gods?
This is obviously impossible, the Jade Emperor managed to have so many subordinates, how could the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and other sect-breakers and god-conferrings be out of his control.

"But can the master be saved?" Sun Wukong was puzzled.

Daozu locked it up with his own hands, who would dare to save it?Who has the strength to save?

What's more, when he was practicing with a teacher in Fangcun Mountain, he didn't see any troubles from his master, he was happy every day, and he didn't look like he was imprisoned at all.

With these doubts in mind, Monkey King escaped all the way on somersaulting clouds, and soon came to Xiniu Hezhou, followed the old road in memory, and found Fangcun Mountain.

Seeing the mountain peak shrouded in fairy mist from afar, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Huaguo Mountain is his home, as is Fangcun Mountain.

Press the cloud head and climb the mountain.

Although there are no fairy songs in the mountains, the familiar mountains and forests still make Monkey King jump for joy.

He seems to have returned to the time of cultivation, walking happily through the mountains and forests.

Going up the mountain road, he soon saw the quaint Taoist temple at the end of the mountain road, his face showed excitement,
"Master, senior brothers, my old grandson is back!"

The next moment, his expression changed.

"Ok?"

Because he suddenly discovered that there was no movement in Samsung Cave!

At this time in the past, the brothers should be exercising in the morning.

"Could it be?" Sun Wukong remembered an experience in the established future.

On the way to learn the scriptures, he knocked down the ginseng fruit tree of Yuan Daxian in Wuzhuangguan Town.

In order to find the prescription of the medicine tree, he searched everywhere but found nothing, and then went back to Fangcun Mountain, but the Sanxing Cave became desolate, and the master Bodhi Patriarch and those senior brothers disappeared.

Because the master in the established future said a word: Wukong, from now on, you are not allowed to say that you are my apprentice, and I will never see you again.

"But my old grandson has already changed my cultivation experience in Fangcun Mountain. The master has already recognized my old grandson. Why is this still the case?" Sun Wukong was anxious.

Unable to bear it any longer, he jumped into the Samsung Cave in a few steps.

Looking around, I saw desolation everywhere.

Although the bodhi tree in the ashram was still green, it was already covered with dead branches and rotten leaves.

The architectural furnishings of the Taoist temple, the Taoist palace, the Buddhist scripture pavilion, the bedroom, the water room, the firewood room... are all covered with dust.

Sun Wukong couldn't hide his grief, he jumped into the Dao Palace a few steps, and saw that the futons were covered with cobwebs, obviously no one took care of them for decades.

"Master, why? What did this disciple do wrong that you don't even see me?" Sun Wukong was at a loss for the first time in his life, like a child abandoned by his relatives.

The ancestor Wu Houtu, the ancestor Minghe, Zhao Gongming, and the Holy Mother of Jinling didn't see him, but he was still free and easy.

But Patriarch Bodhi didn't see him, which he never expected.

Master's earnest instruction seems to still be lingering in his ears.

"When you go outside in the future, don't mention that you are my disciple, and you don't need to say the name of Fangcun Mountain's Three Star Cave."

"Master, why is this? You don't want disciples anymore?"

"No, no, I was afraid that you would be implicated by me, back then..."

While thinking about these words, Monkey King kept searching in the Three Star Cave, but he didn't find any familiar figure.

He was leaning on a pillar, as if he had lost all his strength.

"Wukong." Suddenly, an ethereal voice sounded in his heart.

It's mental strength!
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