The Monkey King

"One more?" The monkey raised his head, smiled helplessly, lowered his head and continued to read the bamboo slips in his hand.

"There's no need to worry, they're both of equally high cultivation. Besides, we already know each other's existence. Except for what they can't hide, they can't detect anything."

The monkey sighed and said: "Your Majesty should have never thought of letting them explore what can be covered up."

"Huh?" Yang Chan frowned slightly and stared at the monkey in confusion.

"Two boys in the realm of refining gods, this matter is of great importance. Couldn't the Supreme Lord take out two monks in the realm of soul transformation?" The monkey didn't even raise his head, rolled up the bamboo slips in his hands and put them aside. He grabbed another volume, unfolded it, and continued to read it carefully.

Yang Chan thought about it for a while, and his eyes widened as if he suddenly realized it, but then he narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression full of doubts: "What you said makes sense. But, if that's the case, then why did he send people? Come?"

"It's enough to look at the appearance. The way of the enlightened person pays attention to deduction. Taishang is the ultimate of the enlightened person's way. Even if he has broken the heavenly way, it is still the ultimate. Deduction can be forward or backward. Just look at the appearance. , whether it’s true or not, our affairs have been pushed to pieces. He was passive in the early stage, just because he was discovered late, it doesn’t mean that he will continue to be passive. "

"Then, why did the boy keep probing deeply again and again?"

"To let us know. The Supreme Being is telling me that he has put a rope around my neck, and he can tighten it at any time if he wants."

Yang Chan was immediately surprised: "Is he threatening?"

The monkey raised his head and touched his chin and said: "Speaking of it, it's not a threat. It should be regarded as a signal of goodwill."

"I don't understand."

"According to Taishang's standards, we'd better assume that he knows everything we know. Previously, I belonged to Xianyue Sanxing Cave and had a very bad impression of him, and even regarded him as his only rival. Now, he is trying to change this impression. There is an essential difference between those who uphold the way of heaven and those who destroy the way of heaven. Those who destroy the way of heaven hope that my behavior will be as extreme as possible. In comparison, it is much easier to operate. And those who uphold the way of heaven, if they cannot agree with me Their hope of reaching an agreement is slim. Now the Supreme Leader wants to tell me that he has been keeping an eye on me, but he has not touched me. As long as I don't mess around, then he can let it go. "

Yang Chan thought for a long time and couldn't help but nodded silently.

"What you say makes sense...wait a minute, are you the enlightened person or am I the enlightened person? How come you can see so clearly what I haven't seen through?"

"Don't you know that I am a dual cultivator?" Monkey said with a smile, "Your xinxing is inherently bad. It's normal that you can't deduce it."

"Is your character good enough? In my opinion, it's worse than me. If you truly cultivate the enlightenment path, you won't even be able to reach the realm of refining the gods."

The monkey glanced at her in a show-off manner, without replying. He lowered his head and continued to flip through the bamboo slips happily.

After standing in silence at the door of the stone chamber for a long time, Yang Chan asked, "What are your plans now? He showed his kindness, are you ready to contact him?"

The monkey shook his head.

"Why?"

"What he wants is something I can't give him no matter what. So, let's just live like this. Let's pretend we don't understand anything."

"Is it because of the bird?"

The monkey's fingertips trembled slightly but did not answer. After a brief silence, he continued the action at hand, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.

Taishang discovered that his existence was a dividing point. Although everything after that was also tricky, it was within the controllable range, while everything before that was uncontrollable.

Que'er's existence is uncontrollable. At this point, there is no room for compromise.

After sorting silently for a while, he bundled the books he wanted into a pile, slowly stood up and stretched, and looked up to see Yang Chan still standing at the door.

"Is it worth it for you?"

"What's not worth it?" Monkey carried the slips and passed her by.

"Looking at it now, if you want to resurrect her, you will end the possible deal with the Supreme Being. For us, the most beneficial thing now is to deal with the two parties and make a profit. Just for a bird ?If we do not consider her problem, our mediation space will be countless times larger, which will buy us precious time."

The monkey stopped and turned sideways to look at Yang Chan and said, "Last time you said that the words on the tombstone were similar to the words on the wind chime given to me, so you must have seen them both, right? Do you know what is written on the tombstone?"

Yang Chan glanced at the monkey lightly, remained silent, and just waited.

"It says 'Tomb of Monkey King, Lady Monkey King'. Do you think I am someone who would betray his own woman?"

Yang Chan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, bending forward and backward with laughter.

"A monkey falls in love with an untransformed canary? What kind of bad story is this?"

The monkey didn't smile, or even have any mood swings. He just looked at her quietly and watched her smile.

It wasn't until Yang Chan realized something was wrong and the laughter suddenly stopped that he slowly said: "She doesn't dislike me for being a monkey, and I won't dislike her for being a canary. It's just that simple."

After that, he turned around and left.

Looking at the monkey's leaving figure from afar, Yang Chan shook her head. Yang Chan pouted and sighed: "That's the bad thing about stubborn people. They always set a lot of limits for themselves. However, I don't look at people who don't persist. On the eyes.”

The next day, the two boys Jin and Silver sprinkled boundary sand around the entire Huaguo Mountain area for a hundred miles. These sands are connected to form a barrier, and they will know as long as any living being enters or exits Huaguo Mountain.

The monkeys naturally knew this, but they just pretended not to know, and occasionally sent out two monsters to scare them.

The days passed in silence like this.

The monsters in Huaguo Mountain are recognizing more and more characters, and the cultivation level of all monsters, including monkeys, has been steadily improving. The little monsters they encounter by chance are also taken in by monkeys, and the team is growing day by day.

As for the range that the two boys Jin and Silver could spy on, the range they could spy on was getting smaller and smaller. In extreme cases, they didn't even dare to enter within a radius of thirty miles. Occasionally intentional troubles make them even more exhausted.

On the other hand, Taishang Laojun, who travels between heaven and earth every day to clean up the mess left by the monkey, has never received any meaningful news. The monkey seems to have never thought about having any contact with the outside world, and is calm and orderly. People are a little surprised. However, Taishang Laojun still couldn't let go of the unfavorable situation he had set up.

There is no news, but it is good news. So peacefully, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

…

Half a year later, in the early morning in a barren wilderness in Hezhou, Xiniu, a tall man wearing a linen cloak and a bamboo hat walked out of the wind and sand, and stopped only in front of a ruined wall.

The lonely ruins in the wilderness look like an abandoned inn, and no one has been there for who knows how many years. But today someone came, and there was more than one.

There is a stone table behind the collapsed earth wall in front of the tall man, and an old man is sitting in front of the table.

This old man has white hair and a childish face, wearing a golden blue cloud crown and a Taoist robe with gold patterns and an orange bottom. He has a peaceful expression, but has eyebrows like lightning. There seems to be endless power hidden in his eyes, and he is powerful even without anger.

A gust of wind passed by, raising dust all over the sky. However, the dust turned around in front of the old man like a spiritual being, unable to touch the old man's body, let alone the hot tea in the old man's hand.

He took off his bamboo hat, cupped his hands with the canopy and said, "See the Wanshou Immortal with the canopy."

Zhen Yuanzi chuckled, stretched out his hand to make a greeting gesture, and said softly: "Marshal Tianpeng doesn't need to be polite. I don't have the priesthood of heaven. Here, you and I only interact with each other as equals. This 'see' 2 Words, I can’t use them, I can’t use them.”

"Thank you, Great Immortal."

"Hey, if you call me that, I'll take my leave now." After that, he stood up and left.

Tianpeng had no choice but to stop him quickly and changed his words: "Thank you, Taoist brother."

After sitting down on the canopy, Zhen Yuanzi pushed the tea cup down in front of the canopy with his own hands and said with a smile: "This is the fog bamboo tea produced in Wanshou Mountain. The tea seeds need to be cultivated for hundreds of years before they can germinate. They are planted in the mist of the mountains. , and it took five hundred years to grow into a tree. Its shape is like bamboo. It is picked every ten years, and only one or two of each tree is picked. Although it is not comparable to the fine wine and jade liquid in the heaven, it is planted by me personally. Marshal Tianpeng can taste it."

Looking at the light mist rising on the teacup, he cupped his hands towards Zhen Yuanzi. Tianpeng lowered his head and picked up the teacup, took a sip and held it in his mouth. After a long time, he swallowed it and sighed: "Good tea."

After hesitating for a moment, he added: "As for how good it is... Tianpeng Yijie, a martial artist, really doesn't know how to taste tea, and he can't explain why. Today, I'm afraid I have wasted this good tea."

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly laughed, shook his head and waved his hands: "Marshal Tianpeng is famous far and wide, and he is also a hero in the world. How can you waste this tea by letting you drink it?"

Tianpeng laughed twice, did not follow up the nonsense, thought about it for a while, and went straight to the topic.

"Brother Taoist, Tianpeng came here to ask for something."

Zhen Yuanzi calmed down and said calmly: "Let's talk."

"Tianpeng would like to ask Brother Dao to stop supplying weapons and pills to the demon king in Xiniu Hezhou."