Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 281
Chapter 270 Eight

Monkey King flew all the way and didn't know where he came to.

Although the current level of cultivation is unknown, it is probably only at the level of the former Taiyi Xuanxian, that's all.

However, the current cultivation base seems to have reached a peak, and he is only one step away from breaking through the catastrophe, and this kind of breakthrough still needs to wait, waiting for that opportunity, after ten days of retreat, Sun Wukong felt the changes in his body, but he never felt that. With the appearance of tribulation thunder, blindly retreating will definitely not be able to overcome the tribulation, and you still have to wait.

After trekking for several days, Monkey King didn't know what the place he came to now. In short, after arriving on land, Monkey King no longer relied on his own strength to control somersault clouds and fly. Instead, he changed into a green shirt and flew alone Walk.

Not too surprising.

However, if you meet careful people, you can see that Sun Wukong is different from others, that is, the soles of his shoes, no matter how far he walks, the soles will not be contaminated with any dust.

Sun Wukong can also be regarded as listening to Guanghua's words, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, it is indeed not just for the Confucian scholar.

You also need to come to the world for real, read thousands of books, and travel thousands of miles. Only after a thorough experience can you deeply remember that the words in the book are like the clouds and moons in the water, which can be touched It cannot be seen that no matter how vivid it is, it is always the experience of others, and the experience of predecessors will never be yours.

If you want to truly understand, you need to experience it yourself.

You can’t listen to the book saying that the oranges in Huainan are sweet, so you can say they are sweet. The oranges in Huaibei are sour, so they are sour. You have to taste it yourself, go around, and experience it.

If you read thousands of books, if you only know how to read them in closed doors, even if you read a hundred thousand or a million books, you can still say that you have read poetry and books.

But people read ten volumes of books and travel ten miles, and they can know exactly what happened during the ten miles.

Now what Sun Wukong needs is to experience it in person, to know what he lacks, and that's the only way.

"I can't read ten thousand volumes of books, but I can walk on Wanli Road." Sun Wukong chuckled, looking around, holding a folding fan in one hand, and "Admonitions of Confucian Sages" given to him by Guanghua in the other.

Traveling thousands of miles, reading this volume is enough, even if you can't finish reading this volume by yourself.

This book was written by my master Bodhi Patriarch himself, and it is composed of the classic words of famous Confucian scholars.

Sun Wukong flipped through the book, suddenly a flash of light seemed to flash in his heart.

"By the way, if I can write a novel about the disturbance in the Heavenly Palace and pass it on to the human world, there are thousands of people in the world who are the foundation of the Three Realms, so the incident in the Heavenly Palace will definitely be spread." Monkey King said, Heaven took action to curb the development and spread of this matter, but it has not been passed down in the human world, and ordinary people don't even know that such a big thing happened in the sky.

Sun Wukong chuckled, came to a small town, rented a room, and then began to buy paper. At first, in order to avoid being discovered, he did not buy in a town.

The crossing couldn't be easier for Monkey King, and since there was enough paper, Monkey King returned to the room and began to write.

The title of the book is Havoc in Heaven.

The root of the spirit is bred and flowed out, and the mind and nature are cultivated and the Dao is born.

Chaos is not divided into chaos, and no one sees it.

Since Pangu broke the Harmony, opened up a clear and turbid distinction.

Covering the group of students and admiring benevolence, inventing everything to be good.

To predict the Yuan Gong of good fortune, you must read the biography of Shi'e in Journey to the West.

Just a few lines of words were engraved, and golden light bloomed in an instant, and Sun Wukong's pupils frowned. Will writing like this change the development of history?

But then Monkey King figured it out. What he wanted to write was not Journey to the West, but a havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

The protagonist is not Monkey King, but the Stone Monkey Equaling Heaven.

Afterwards, Sun Wukong picked up the pen and dipped the ink, and started writing directly.

For several days, Sun Wukong finally finished the novel about the havoc in the Heavenly Palace. However, Sun Wukong did not directly write about the darkness of the Heavenly Court. Rely on these believers.

The believers in heaven are all living beings in the human world. If someone suddenly came to you one day and told you that your parents gave birth to you and raised you for a monstrous conspiracy, you must take off your shoes and beat him directly.

This is also the case, the little monkey who was ignorant was trapped by love, made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, and was finally suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain.

"For love, for love, it's ridiculous. I didn't expect that I, the Monkey King, would one day become trapped by love." Sun Wukong shook his head, looking at these ten pages of densely packed small characters, when did he like to write these in his previous life?

"Fortunately, I have been in college for a few years, and I have some ink in my stomach. Let's just wait and see." Sun Wukong shook his head and chuckled. This is the original manuscript, and now it needs a chance to publish it.

As long as there is an opportunity, the rumors about the Heavenly Palace will inevitably spread.

After collecting these manuscripts, Monkey King got up and continued on the road to the next stop.

The journey is long and the practice is far away, it is still very early.

Sun Wukong chuckled, and looked away gradually, believing that as long as this article "Havoc in Heaven" is published, it will definitely become everyone's favorite novel.

Entering the world to practice, there is no way back.

Monkey King put on light clothes again, and with the setting sun, he left this town and went to the next place.

But at this time, Sun Wukong didn't change into the Confucian clothes, but chose to dress up as a knight. He also took a long sword from somewhere around his waist and hung it quietly.

This attire is not so extraordinary, nor is it too eye-catching. Monkey King walked out of the city and walked directly into the distance.

Another place, the cliffs at the edge of the sky, it is logically speaking that it is winter now, but there is never a sense of winter on this cliff, and the ground is full of green pines and green.

The real Qingya, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is Qingya, because on this cliff, someone carved two characters with a big pen, the handwriting is vigorous and very domineering.

The two characters are Qingya, which is also the name of this place.

A person is dressed in white, spotless, as if coming out of the snow, exuding a fairy air, very handsome.

And behind this person, there is a person, dressed in black, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Unlike the person in front, this person's face is full of sunshine, which makes people feel very comfortable, while The boy in white is like a piece of ice, making it impossible for anyone to get close.

"I went to Huaguo Mountain a few days ago, but I didn't find Wukong, and I don't know where he went." The man in black was none other than Ye Ming.

The man in white is the disciple of the great Confucian who observes the sea and knows the world.

"Hmph, I just said that this person is definitely not a person who can cooperate. If you still don't believe me, if you are deceived by him when you see it, what should you do?" Guan Zhishi snorted.

Ye Ming smiled lightly, stepped forward and patted Guan Zhishi on the shoulder and said, "I'm talking about the conflict between your white clothes and Wukong. As for the fact that you have always looked down on him, and you have to speak ill of him, that's enough."

"Hmph, I don't bother to be with him." Guan Zhishi snorted.

This Guan Zhishi can be said to cherish words like gold in ordinary times, and he cherishes words very much, and it can only be like this in front of a few people, he wants to like to talk, and he can show such a side.

"Obviously it's because they ruined your prestige with one word." Ye Ming muttered softly.

"What did you say?" Guan Zhishi suddenly turned his head to stare at Ye Ming and snorted.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just a joke, don't listen to it." Ye Ming muttered, then strode forward, put his arm around Guan Zhishi's shoulder and said: "I said, man, it's winter now, don't be so Well, this green cliff doesn’t necessarily have to be green all year round, if you change the color, you won’t get tired of looking at it.”

Guan Zhishi glanced at Ye Ming, stretched out his hand to take out the gold pen, and grinded it in the air with the other hand: "If you don't like it, you can go back to your Zongfu. It must be much more magnificent than my little Qingya."

"Zizi, Xiaobaibai is not angry anymore, haha, even though it is magnificent there, it is not as comfortable as your little green cliff." Ye Ming smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and a small floating pavilion appeared in the distance. There was a stone table with two stone chairs standing on both sides, Ye Ming's figure flashed, and he fell directly into the pavilion. On the table was a white stone jade pot, in which the immortal tea was floating and sinking, exuding a fragrance, which was very delicious.

"Enjoy the snow and drink tea, hurry up." Ye Ming laughed.

Guan Zhishi shook his head helplessly, he had long been used to this person in his heart, lightly tapped ink with the pen tip, danced in the air, and solved the problem.

After releasing, wave directly in the air.

The word cold winter.

The sky changed drastically in an instant, and the entire Qingya was shrouded in a winter scene. The sky was filled with chill, and there were bursts of snow falling in the distance, dancing lightly, and snowflakes fell directly.

In just a blink of an eye, the entire blue cliff completely changed its color tone, and it was all shrouded in silver white.

"That's right, it matches your name in white clothes." Ye Ming laughed, strands of aroma wafted out of the cup, sipping lightly, it was very delicious.

Guan Zhishi turned his head, looked at Ye Ming, his pupils dilated, and rushed towards Ye Ming with a single stroke.

"Bastard, steal my snow tea again." Guan Zhishi shouted.

Ye Ming hurriedly drank the tea in the cup in one gulp: "Cut, don't be ashamed, you keep this kind of treasure to serve you with tea, you'd be silly if you don't drink it."

"Take wine in exchange." Guan Zhishi snorted.

With a flash of inspiration, Ye Ming took out a jug of wine and handed it to Guan Zhishi, "No, return it to you, I've kept this wine for you and you haven't drunk it before."

Guan Zhishi snorted disdainfully, took back the gold pen, took the wine jar, tasted it lightly, and sure enough, his brows gradually opened: "Where does this wine come from?"

"Hey, it's a gift from Wukong." Ye Ming laughed.

"Gift? It came along." Guan Zhishi snorted.

"Then don't worry about it, you can drink anyway, whether you like it or not." Ye Ming snorted, and directly took the wine jar back from Guan Zhishi's hand.

Guan Zhishi shook his head helplessly, walked into the small pavilion on his own, sat down, poured a cup of tea, tasted it lightly, and looked into the distance.

"It's as quiet as snow, as chilling as winter."

(End of this chapter)