The Monkey King

After listening to the Taishang's words blankly, Feng Chime was still speechless, but felt inexplicably depressed.

After a long while, she asked: "Will he have an epiphany?"

The Supreme Leader slowly shook his head: "With his character, he should not be able to understand. He will die of old age with resentment towards Lao Jun, and then drink Meng Po soup, forget everything, and start over."

"Then, what can I do to help him? He received us so enthusiastically, maybe I should go back and teach him the skills of Xianyue Sanxing Cave."

The Supreme Being looked at her and shook his head slowly: "This life is irreversible. For him, the best thing is to let nature take its course and wait until the end of his life. Even if I take action at this time, it is nothing more than adding mistake to mistake. That’s it. Everything is determined.”

The wind chime lowered its head and walked, silent.

She felt that everything the Supreme Master said was correct. But why do the right things make people so helpless?

She unconsciously clutched her chest, feeling uncomfortable.

At night, facing the bonfire, the wind chime asked softly: "Old sir, do you have an apprentice?"

"Yes, there are a few incompetent disciples." The Supreme Master nodded silently.

"But that's how they were taught?"

The Supreme Leader slowly shook his head: "I have never taught you. If others want to teach, how can you want to learn and understand quickly? Look at the hundreds of scriptures in Guanzhu Pavilion. Which one is not a Taoist classic? He read again Which volume do you understand?"

"Don't teach?" Feng Ling stirred up the bonfire with a wooden stick and said softly: "If Master Qingyun is in the temple, he will hold lectures every day, and I will go and listen to him all the time."

"What about Patriarch Subhuti? Can he also lecture on sutras?"

Feng Chime shook his head slowly and smiled lightly: "Master doesn't lecture on scriptures. He just answers every question. Sometimes the answers are mysterious and he doesn't explain clearly."

Suddenly. She began to miss the days in Guanzhong.

There, she didn't have to think about anything. If she was bullied, her uncle and master would help her get justice.

When I came out, I found that the world was not only big, but also full of helplessness, which made people feel a little sad.

It turns out that the worlds between myself and that monkey are really different.

"I don't lecture on the scriptures. It's because seeking the Tao is one person's business and has nothing to do with others. He answers all questions because he adheres to the ethics of being a teacher. He talks about it in a mysterious way, so that you can follow your own understanding. The same passage, Everyone's enlightenment is different. Only when you have enlightened yourself can you apply what you have learned. This is the best policy." The Supreme Master stroked his long beard, slowly closed his eyes, and nodded silently.

"Old sir, your disciples ask questions on weekdays. Do you also answer their questions?"

The Supreme Being slowly opened his eyes, raised his head and sighed, "It depends on your mood."

Wind Chime covered his mouth. He laughed.

The emperor also smiled.

"Then what will they ask?"

"Asking about how to make certain pills, where to pick certain immortal grasses, and so on, it's extremely boring. There are very few questions like you. I really like you, why don't you become my apprentice?" The emperor's eyes Slowly tilted towards the wind chime.

Feng Chime was slightly startled and quickly shook his head.

"Are you the disciple of Qing Fengzi, the chief disciple of Xianyue Sanxing Cave? Why do you think I am not as good as your master? Do you want me to show my skills? Hahahaha." After saying that, the Supreme Master rolled up his sleeves, as if he was ready to cast a spell. group.

Feng Ling quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, shook his head and sighed: "Master treats Feng Ling with great kindness. I have never thought about changing my master, and I will never do it."

"Then why did he let you leave the profession without completing your studies?"

Lowering his head, the wind chime blinked, took a deep breath, exhaled, and turned into light smoke, drifting away.

After a long while, she smiled and said: "Master doesn't allow me to leave the mountain. I want to leave the mountain myself. I want to go to Huaguo Mountain to find him."

"Looking for him?"

"Find one, monkey. I want to see with my own eyes whether he is doing well." The wind chime pursed its lips and stared at the blazing bonfire.

After a long while, she shrank slightly, took a breath of warm air into her palms, and held them tightly.

Everything in this world was countless times more complicated than she thought. In this case, she had to see it with her own eyes.

Thinking about it, she suddenly smiled: "He should be very happy to see me suddenly."

The Supreme Master pouted and nodded: "Should."

"When he was in Guanzhong, I was with him every day."

"What is his cultivation level?"

"Well... I don't know. But with his qualifications and his cultivation of the Way of the Walker, he may be more than capable of transforming into a god now."

"Since you are more than capable of transforming into a god, why didn't he come to you?"

Feng Chime was slightly stunned, and the two looked at each other.

Turning his head, the Supreme Being stroked his long beard and sighed to himself: "Things between men and women will definitely hinder spiritual practice. It would be better not to 'squander your love in vain, leaving only hatred and shame'."

The wind chime lowered its head and remained silent.

After a long while, she chuckled and said: "It's just wrong. It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, what does it matter?"

"Huh?" The Supreme Master quietly raised his eyelids to look at her.

But he saw her blinking her eyes fiercely, and sighed with a smile: "Feng Chime's cultivation is still shallow, and I don't understand the right and wrong of the old gentleman. I only know that if you think you should do something, you have to do it, so as not to regret it when you can't do it. Not as good as that. I don’t seek longevity in this life, I just seek no regrets.”

Under the firelight, the redness of the eye sockets was faintly visible.

Putting his hands in his sleeves, the Supreme Being bowed and frowned: "In this case, I am troubled."

"Thank you, old gentleman."

"kindness?"

"If it hadn't been for you, there might have been a lot of trouble along the way."

The Supreme Being squinted his eyes, as if dozing off, and said quietly: "Don't thank me anymore. One day... just don't resent me."

The wind blew gently, shaking the fire.

The wind chime was still stirring the bonfire with a wooden stick, staring at it for a long time, entranced.

…

"Hello!"

In the room in the dungeon, Monkey rubbed his nose heavily: "Who is missing me?"

Can he still catch a cold with his cultivation level? That is absolutely impossible.

Facing the table full of bamboo slips, his forehead ached a little.

Lu Liuguai, who was standing aside, bowed slightly: "Your Majesty, these must be dealt with as soon as possible."

"Can't you make up your mind?" Monkey glanced at him.

"No." Lu Liuguai shook his head slowly. He handed over his hand and said: "There have been too many monsters taken in during this period. Now the dungeon is overcrowded... Many of them have not been fully integrated, and it is difficult to digest them for a while. If this continues, I am afraid something big will happen. These , all require your personal instructions, Your Majesty, no one can bear this responsibility."

The monkey had no choice but to take a deep breath and sighed: "Hiding underground is really troublesome."

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Here we go again." The monkey covered his face and wailed: "Come in!"

The person who opened the door and walked in was a short-mouthed man covered in dust.

"Another group of monsters is discovered approaching Huaguo Mountain, and there is also a patrol general behind them. How should we deal with it?"

Lu Liuguai looked at the monkey with his eyes widened, alluding to the bamboo slips on the table.

Rubbing his temples, the monkey asked: "How many?"

"About five hundred monsters."

"How many groups of sky surveys will follow?"

"There are three groups, and their strength is very different, so the general who patrols the sky does not dare to follow too closely."

"Kill the general who patrols the sky. Take all the monsters in."

"Your Majesty!" Lu Liuguai quickly raised his hands and admonished: "This underground city really can't accommodate it, and besides, three groups of patrol generals have disappeared together. When the time comes..."

"Don't worry." The monkey pursed his lips and said coldly: "Even if we don't kill, it will be our turn soon. By then, we won't be able to be exposed. Once we are on the ground, there will be no problem of crowding or not."

…

The moon and stars were sparse, and the huge fleet sailed slowly high in the sky, passing through the clouds. The flagship is hung with the word "Nan" and the banner of "Guangmu".

In the huge military aircraft room, countless civilians from the Heavenly Army were busy coming and going.

One by one, the heavenly soldiers piled bundles of military aircraft information directly on the table without sorting them, and turned around and left. The officials were rummaging through piles of bamboo slips, looking for meaningful information. Several generals stood on the high platform and kept arguing about the march plan. The soldier who was asking about military strategy entered the door and didn't know who to look for.

The whole scene was chaotic.

Nezha's great victory in the first battle shattered the confidence of Dongsheng Shenzhou's monsters in one fell swoop, so that now the march has become a pure suppression. This means that in order to improve efficiency, we must divide into small groups to advance, which will increase the workload.

Faced with all this, the Nantianmen army, which had not fought for a long time, was in a hurry and was in a panic. Things often missed in the letters and military information during the exchanges. Fortunately, now that we have an advantage, it doesn't hurt.

The Guangmu King, whose skin is red all over, is wearing a suit of armor and has a red dragon scroll on his hand, walking among the piles of books and looking helplessly.

Now these unreliable subordinates are unable to even help him sort things out.

But it doesn’t matter anymore, the victory has been decided anyway, now it’s just a question of how to grab the credit.

When he passed a long table, he lowered his head and saw a bamboo slip under the table, and bowed to take it out. Submit a letter to "Xuntian Mansion Report".

"This report from Xuntian Mansion was left here?" Guangmu smiled helplessly.

The Nantianmen Army is no better than the Tianhe Navy Army, which has a strict structure and clear division of labor. They do not have their own sky patrol force. In this battle, almost all the information on monster forces in the world came from Xantian Mansion.

Every report from the Xuntian Mansion means a military achievement. Such an important thing can be left behind.

Sighing lightly, he reached out to untie the rope and spread it on the table, looking down.

At this glance, the originally red skin turned slightly purple.

What is described above is the place where a Tianxian General, a subordinate of the Xuntian Mansion, disappeared.

After five years of rapid development, today's monster forces are full of capable people, and naturally there are also monster kings with certain strength. It is not uncommon for a general to go missing due to an encounter with a demon king when he is out on duty.

Those demon kings are now running around like bereaved dogs. Even if they know the whereabouts of the general who patrols the sky, he will often have disappeared by the time the heavenly army arrives.

But what is recorded in this report is a place where the generals have repeatedly disappeared. Dozens of groups of generals have lost contact there!

"Aolai Country, Huaguo Mountain..." Looking at the bamboo slips on the table, Guangmu narrowed his eyes slightly. (To be continued...)

ps: I finally pulled it out. This chapter thanks Jackiezxw, the second leader of the turtle, who is also the only reader who has given the turtle a red thumb so far. Thank him~

Now I owe the monthly ticket for an update~ It’s a bit difficult to reach 100 by visual inspection, so don’t worry about it for now.

This month's reward is only short of the starting point of 10,000 coins to 100,000 points... I guess I will owe one more chapter soon.

Okay, Turtle is going to rest. I'm not in good spirits and I can't type this book...it will be a waste after I type it.