The Monkey King

When it was completely light, Yang Jian came to say goodbye. After all, there were spies from heaven, so he couldn't leave Guanjiangkou for too long.

He was speechless with Yang Chan, but in the end he said a few words to the monkey, which were nothing more than words of advice.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he did not mention the issue of Master Yuding.

After Yang Jian left, Ao Tingxin returned to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, while Ao Cunxin returned to the West Sea Dragon Palace. Huaguo Mountain, which has been bustling for a few days, is as usual again.

About half a month later, Nantianmen officially sent troops to conquer Shenzhou. In the first battle, the vanguard Nezha captured 15,000 demon heads at an extremely small cost. When the news came out, all the demon kings in Dongsheng Shenzhou fled overnight, and the demons were leaderless and in chaos.

There are running monsters everywhere, and the so-called war between heaven and monsters has turned into a one-sided massacre.

Huaguoshan, which has never been revealed, took this opportunity to frantically absorb stray monsters. The scale expanded to 50,000 in a short period of time, and the entire underground city was overcrowded.

About a month later, under the pressure of the monkey, Master Yuding completed the first firearm. After the experiment, he found that the lethality was completely unable to meet the requirements.

Three months later, Master Yuding made a second firearm. The power was still not ideal, but considering the tight time limit, Monkey decided to finalize the weapon and began to consider mass production.

While Huaguo Mountain was preparing for the war in full swing, Feng Ling and Tai Shang were still walking on the vast land of Nanzhan Buzhou.

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On the plain, two groups of cavalry clashed, and instantly the red and black figures intertwined.

Feng Chime stood on the hill and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

A halberd was thrust into the flying wheel of the chariot, and the wheel was instantly dismembered. The sergeant on the chariot was knocked to the ground before he could react. It has been trampled by the enemy's horse hooves...

The leading cavalry fought hard. He chopped down an enemy, but the long knife in his hand got stuck in the bone and he couldn't pull it out in time. Just at this moment, three spears pierced the abdomen...

The light cavalryman holding the flag was knocked off his horse, and four or five heavy infantrymen surrounded him and chopped him into pieces.

The war drums roared, everyone was shouting, everyone was crying, their expressions were twisted, they waved the weapons in their hands and roared.

Blood soaked the earth, and flesh turned into soil.

A breeze blew. Only the half-torn pennant made a sound.

The wind chime was stunned for a long time. She took a deep breath, turned around and walked back, only to see the Supreme Being standing behind her with a smile on her face, watching her.

As if frightened, the wind chime remained silent all the way. She didn't ask until she was three miles away: "Old sir, didn't you say that heaven governs the three realms?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Then what happened just now...does Heaven not care?"

The Supreme Being clicked his tongue and said, "Why do you care?"

The wind chime lowered its head and took a deep breath, but didn't know what to say.

for a long time. The Supreme Being asked: "Do you know why they kill each other?"

"For what?" Feng Chime raised his head and asked.

"The leader of the black-coated army. Killed the father of the leader of the red-coated army. The red-coated army is seeking revenge."

"Seeking revenge?" Feng Ling asked puzzledly: "But what if you take revenge? Didn't the Red Army pay countless lives for this? Is revenge more important than that fresh life?"

"It's hard to explain." The Supreme Being stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "People in this mortal world have their own logic and their own considerations. If they think it's right, they do it. If they do it wrong, , then you must bear the consequences yourself. Don’t talk about them, similar scripts are being played out every day on this earth. A certain family covets a certain family’s territory, so they start a war. Someone is jealous of someone’s family background, so they secretly stumble..."

"Heaven governs the three realms, so it doesn't matter?"

"How to control it?" Taishang asked Feng Chime with raised eyebrows.

Feng Chime hesitated and said: "Okay... we can capture the leaders on both sides and tell them to stop fighting."

"Really? Wouldn't that mean we have to capture all the creatures in the world? If we don't capture them all, wouldn't we be treating some favorably?"

Feng Chime couldn't answer for a while.

After a moment of silence, the Supreme Being continued: "The reincarnation of heaven has its own cause and effect. The original intention has not changed, and you should bear the pain of reincarnation. Gratitude, hatred, greed, ignorance, how can anyone really control the things in this world? , can they manage it all? If they can't understand it themselves, how much can others help? It's better to die and be clean, or fall into reincarnation to start over again. You must know that the way of heaven is ruthless. If you are entangled in these, what will happen to you in the future? Can you cultivate the great road?"

After saying that, the Supreme Prince slowly looked at the wind chime and smiled.

This sentence made Feng Chime speechless.

A mortal's life span lasts only a hundred years, and the emotions and sufferings, sorrows and joys involved in it are really not worth mentioning in the course of tens of thousands of years.

This is a truth that has been stated in the book, but for some reason, the wind chime just can't jump out. In other words, unwilling to jump out.

Passing by villages abandoned due to drought, I saw skeletons everywhere.

The wind chime asked: "Old sir, what's going on? Rainfall is the responsibility of the Dragon King, and it is also under the control of Heaven. Isn't it the responsibility of Heaven to protect the health of a party? Could it be that the Dragon King was negligent and forgot to rain?"

"Hahahahaha, if there is no famine, where will the replacement come from? Without suffering, how can we appreciate God's grace? By then, people will not respect heaven and earth, nor ghosts and gods, won't it be even more chaotic?" Looking at the wind chime, the Supreme Being laughed and said: "Little girl Ah, don’t worry about this. When the spring comes next year, there will be people here cultivating and reproducing."

A passage that left the wind chimes speechless.

The whole journey was silent, and at dusk, Feng Chime wanted to light a bonfire as usual, but the Supreme Being stopped him with his hand.

"One mile ahead, there is a temple. You and I can stay overnight."

A mile ahead, there is really a view.

From a distance, the two of them saw the Taoist temple's master standing guard at the door, stretching his head and looking west.

Seeing the two of them, the patron ran over, bowed and held his hands, and almost fell to his knees.

He said: "Last night, I had a dream and said that a distinguished guest was coming from the west. I need to receive him well. I am here to keep you company."

I just looked Taishang up and down for a long time, but I didn't recognize which great immortal he was. Come to think of it, the difference between what is spread among the people and the real Laojun is not small.

Following the temple master, Feng Ling and Tai Shang took up residence in this small Taoist temple.

All in all, this Taoist temple only has a few bungalows. The place where it is located does not have much spiritual energy and incense. In addition to the temple owner, there are only three or five disciples in the temple, and the daily food is all cultivated by themselves.

As for their cultivation, they are all from the side sect, that is, the master of the temple has entered the realm of concentration, and the others are just mortals.

It seems that the Taoist temple was established by chance and did not have a famous family inheritance.

Late at night, the wind chimes could still vaguely hear the temple owner murmuring to the Sanqing sculptures in the main hall. The content was nothing more than accepting the old man's wish to receive distinguished guests from the west and wanting to ask for something.

The wind chime blinked and looked at the Supreme Being and asked: "The temple owner said that Lao Jun asked him to receive him in a dream, but Lao Jun really asked in a dream."

"How does this old man know? You have to ask the temple owner to find out."

"Well, the old gentleman is also a god. If the master of the temple is so enthusiastic about us, can you give him something?"

The Supreme Prince pursed his lips and nodded slowly: "Send it to me, of course I have to give it to you."

Good things always come to good people.

After saying this, Feng Ling suddenly felt much better. He walked up to the Supreme Leader and asked in a low voice: "Then, what do you plan to give him as a gift?"

"Just give him a chance to enlighten himself!"

"Wow!" Feng Chime's eyes widened, and he quickly covered his mouth and whispered: "This is a great gift!"

The Supreme Being nodded silently and sighed: "Whether he can realize it or not depends on himself."

When he said goodbye the next day, Feng Chime still didn't see the Supreme Master bring out anything. After saying goodbye and walking a few miles away, Feng Chime asked in a low voice: "The old man said last night that he would give the contemporary master an enlightened one." Opportunity, but you forgot?"

But he saw the Supreme Being slowly shaking his head and saying softly: "The gift has been given, it depends on him whether he can gain enlightenment or not."

"Already delivered?"

The Supreme Being nodded slowly and looked at the wind chime with a smile.

After half a ring, Feng Chime frowned and said in confusion: "Feng Chime doesn't understand."

"The master of the temple thinks he received the dream from the Supreme Being to receive us two, so he takes credit for it. This is already a side door. If cultivating immortals only needs to kneel down and beg in front of the statue of Sanqing, then what's the point?" At this point, the Supreme Being chuckled: "If I give him a gift because he welcomes us, won't he beg even harder? This road will definitely get more and more crooked. Therefore, this gift will make him get nothing." (To be continued.) )

ps: We are worshiping our ancestors today!

I couldn't write anymore last night, so I had to update it late. I'm sorry.

By the way, the monthly ticket has exceeded 50. In addition to the debt owed to the alliance leader, I still owe two updates. I will wait for the turtle to work hard to make up for it.

The reward is coming soon, I guess I owe three more...

I tried hard to code.