Chapter 137 He Wants Me to Kill Sun Wukong (4000 Words)
"What if that's the case?"

As the old Taoist said this, he picked up the spiritual fruit on the plate and ate it in an instant until only one was left.

"There is only one left, and it is the best. It represents all the spiritual fruits in the world, all the fruits of this kind! One path, one category, one law, one attribute. Since there is only one left, who else can the luck of this place belong to if not it? Monkey, do you think it is or not?"

This is absurd! Absolutely absurd!!
Liu'er Mihou clearly felt that these were the words of a demon, but for a moment, he could not think of how to refute them.

Having lived for so many years, Liu Er naturally knew what luck was.

Even the saints who were high above were fighting for luck. Liu Er knew what the saints cared about.

But how did one fight for this luck? !
He was doubtful.

"Can't figure it out? Or I don't dare to think about it."

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and didn't care whether Liu Er Mihou agreed with him or not. "There are too many things in the world that cannot be explained. Only by experiencing it yourself can you verify its truth. So, monkey, do you want to try to verify it?"

"How to verify?"

Upon hearing what Liu'er Mihou said, the old Taoist burst into laughter.

This monkey has fallen into the trap.

As the incarnation of the ancestor of the Styx, after meeting Princess Iron Fan in the Banana Cave on Cuiyun Mountain, he did not stay in Cuiyun Mountain for long. Even when invited by Princess Iron Fan, he did not go to meet the Bull Demon King.

He only left an unknown fire for the child of Princess Iron Fan. After that, he left Cuiyun Mountain and wandered around.

It’s been too long since I left the sea of ​​blood.

As the old man of the Styx walked along the way, he found everything new and never felt bored.

period.

This old ancestor had been to heaven, the underworld, the Flower-Fruit Mountain and the East China Sea, but eventually he followed a trail of blood and found himself in the Fengyun Cave.

The incident of the disturbance in heaven.

When the old man of the Styx was wandering in the South Heaven Gate, he heard about it from the gatekeeper.

The six-eared macaque left a trail of blood, which was what he found around the South Heaven Gate when he used the secret method of the sea of ​​blood.

All for the monkey in front of me!

As the ancestor of the Styx, he is extremely interested in anyone or anything that is favored by the West.

If the Western Heaven's plan could be thwarted, that would be even better. Even the six-eared macaque might be just an insignificant little monkey in the eyes of the Tathagata, and even the two Western saints didn't care about the grandson of this monkey.

But as long as he can slap the West in the face, the ancestor of the Styx is willing to do it!
It is really.

Over the years, the ancestor of the Styx has been badly bullied by the West.

"How to verify it? Do you need me to teach you, monkey? If you want to succeed, you naturally have to have your own calculations. If I say it, are you willing to do it?"

The ancestor of the Styx is the ancestor of all evil demons.

His ability to see through people's hearts is probably more powerful than more than 99% of the powerful people in the world.

It’s easy to see what Liu’er Mihou is thinking.

"Even if you don't tell me, I know it. But I, a monkey in the wild, don't dare to think about competing with the real Sun Wukong for luck."

"From the underworld to the Dragon Palace, to the demons of the demon clan, the many immortals and gods in the heaven, and the many Buddhas in the West, who doesn't treat the monkey as a treasure? They are all monkeys, why is it like this... I have thought about it, and more than once, but what can I do."

"I have wandered through this world. People cannot be compared to each other, and the same is probably true for monkeys."

It’s not that Liu’er Macaque really doesn’t dare to think about it, but he has seen too much and knows too much, so he knows very well that Sun Wukong is Sun Wukong and Liu’er Macaque is Liu’er Macaque.

There's no comparison.

I was born this way, what can I do about it.

"People are different? Hahaha..."

The old man of the Styx laughed for a while, and then said, "You monkey, you have seen the change of dynasties in the human world, and you have seen the change of mountains and seas. Tell me, how did the human race, who is the most cared about by the gods and Buddhas in the world, change dynasties?"

"Come to my house this year and kill all those who disobey me. I will be the king of men!"

"Let's not talk about the Shang and Zhou dynasties. As it involves the Great Calamity, no one can explain the cause and effect. But what about the Great Zhou Dynasty now? How many kings and princes have risen up, and how much intention is there to change the dynasty? Not to mention the other small countries and cities away from the Southern Continent."

"This is true for the human race, and so are the others!"

What the old man of the Styx said is the truth and cannot be refuted.

Passing by, the Styx Patriarch saw all the changes in the present great wilderness. He even left a clone in the Great Zhou.

Why this is the case is unknown to outsiders.

"That monkey is not easy to kill."

"It's never easy to snatch luck." The old man of the Styx chuckled and suddenly stood up. "Well, I feel that I have some fate with you, so I came to see you. Whatever you think and do is your own business."

"It's all fate, it's all my own fault. Don't regret it in the future, that's all. I'm leaving now."

Say so.

The ancestor of the Styx actually left as soon as he said he would, without any lingering feelings.

The six-eared macaque watched helplessly as the old Taoist priest walked out of the cave and disappeared within a few steps. He waited for some reaction, but could not find any trace of the old Taoist priest.

Even on the fruit plate that the old Taoist had eaten, the fruits that had disappeared before were still there.

If there had not been some unknown aura lingering on the cushion that was gradually dissipating, Liu'er Mihou would have suspected that he had gone crazy from practicing Taoism and was now dreaming.

"He, he wants me to kill that Sun Wukong!"

"Is it because they have a grudge against each other, or something else?"

The six-eared macaque is born with good listening skills and the ability to understand things. He knows the past and the future, and understands everything!

I'm actually quite smart.

He just replayed the old Taoist's words in his mind, and he naturally understood what the old Taoist meant. But he couldn't convince himself to let go of Sun Wukong.

"Do I really want to compete with that Sun Wukong for luck?"

"If he wasn't there, would I be the one to obtain the scriptures? Would I really have the luck of that monkey and become a Buddha one day in the future..."

The six-eared macaque asked himself this question for a long time.

But he suddenly closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and wanted to continue practicing.

I don’t know how long.

The six-eared macaque suddenly opened his eyes again and said fiercely: "Forget it, since you really have something on your mind and are upset, just go to the vicinity of Wuzhuang Temple. I just hope that Sun Wukong doesn't leave Wuzhuang Temple, otherwise!"

Others don’t know that Sun Wukong is now in Wuzhuang Temple, but Liu'er Macaque knows.

Liu Er is good at listening, and that’s not just talk.

Some Arhats went to Wuzhuang Temple to capture Sun Wukong, but they had talked about Sun Wukong before, and naturally the Six-Eared Macaque heard about it.

The six-eared macaque did not dare to listen to anything the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas said or did, but it was a different story for the Arhats.

Calm your mind.

After the six-eared macaque packed up a little and closed his cave, he walked neither fast nor slow towards the Wanshou Mountain, which is the border between Nanzhanbuzhou and Xiniuhezhou.

At the same time, the Styx Patriarch, who had been hiding and sitting in the clouds, saw that the six-eared macaque really went to the southwest, and couldn't help but laugh very wantonly.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

In the ginseng orchard, the immortal Zhen Yuanzi is currently offering a hollow willow branch to slowly draw out the essence of the ginseng fruit tree.

Very careful and thorough.

When the immortal shows up, he is worth two.

Previously, Zhen Yuanzi promised Sun Wukong that he would protect him for thirty years, and this immortal really did what he said.

But the Taoist Lu Ya never returned.

When Sun Wukong saw the immortal Zhen Yuanzi return, he also asked about it.

The immortal just shook his head and didn't say anything, so Sun Wukong didn't know whether the old crow had convinced the Buddhist sect or not.

He stayed in Wuzhuang Temple for three days in a row.

Early in the morning of that day, Qingfeng Mingyue came to invite Sun Wukong, saying that they wanted to go to the backyard to see the treasure tree.

"...Great Sage, do you know how many fruits my fruit tree should have produced?"

When inciting the origin of the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi still looked calm and composed, "Three thousand years to bloom, three thousand years to bear fruit, and three thousand years to mature...what does that mean?"

Before the ancient times, Zhen Yuanzi had not yet become a real person.

This ginseng fruit takes three thousand years to make one autumn, and it will take thirty springs and autumns for it to bloom, bear fruit, and mature!
The fruits produced at that time could make a person become an immortal if one were eaten.

Become an immortal.

"Great Immortal, are you saying that these thirty fruits are not enough?"

"It's too much."

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and continued, "In ancient times, my fruit tree could bear 108 fruits. Later, before the ancient times, it could bear 72 fruits. After the witch and demon calamity, it can only bear 36 fruits. After the immortal and mortal calamity, it should have 9 fruits..."

"But what can I do? Now I can still produce thirty fruits."

Isn’t it true that more is better?!

According to Sun Wukong, for fruit trees, no matter whether they are innate spiritual roots or acquired ordinary trees, the more fruits they bear, the better.

But from what Zhen Yuanzi said, the ginseng fruit tree with innate spiritual roots should bear as few fruits as possible.

Could it be that less represents the essence?
"The Immortal wants to tell me that the world has changed?"

"Yes and no. This fruit tree of mine is on the verge of the limit of heaven and earth. If I want it to go further, the only way is to restore its origin. When this precious tree can only bear three fruits, it will represent the will of heaven, earth and man, and it will naturally be perfect."

Before ancient times, the ginseng fruit tree produced three fruits.

The wisdom and inspiration of the ancient world at that time were thousands of times greater than they are now.

It is truly the time when heaven and earth have infinite creations, and this is the best era for those who practice cultivation.

"Now that the time has passed, whether it is spiritual roots or rising stars, it will be very difficult to make further progress."

"Great Sage, I see that your method is very much like the method of walking the Great Way of Power. If possible, you should change it. That path is more difficult. It was impossible before the ancient times, and there is even less hope now. This path requires too much help from external objects..."

Zhen Yuanzi naturally had good intentions.

He had personally witnessed how Taoist Yangmei walked through the road step by step, and he also knew how dangerous and terrifying the journey was.

Count all the ancient worlds and all the things in the ancient world.

There is only one person like Taoist Yangmei who has mastered the "road of power".

It’s just that Yang Mei follows the way and principles of the avenue of space, while the great god Pangu followed the avenue of pure power.

"Great Immortal, could you explain it more clearly? Why do we need external objects? I have been practicing all the way here, and I really have never relied on any external objects!"

Experience and blessing, that is a talent, how can it be said to be an external thing!
Over the past few hundred years, Sun Wukong has consumed many elixirs and magical fruits, but he has not used any of them to improve his own skills.

If someone else had talked about external blessings, Sun Wukong would not believe a word of it.

As for this great immortal, let’s talk about him another way.

"What do you think the external objects are? Is it the innate spiritual pill or the various spiritual treasures and elixirs?"

"External things like these are also considered. However, what is most needed is the Great Way of Heaven and Earth."

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly waved his hand, covering the entire back garden with the Earth Book, and then said: "Before the ancient times, the Heavenly Dao had not yet manifested, and the various Daos were competing for the Great Dao. Any Daluo Jinxian or the innate sacred can clearly see the various great Daos between heaven and earth."

"At that time, as long as you are willing to work hard and as long as you can understand, the heaven, the earth, and the great way will be your best teacher."

"That's exactly why. At that time, the great way of power was rampant throughout the prehistoric world. Countless saints wanted to carry on the tradition and continue the method of proving the way with power until it was completely successful. At that time, calling the wind and rain was really a matter of calling the wind and rain. There was no such thing as pinching fingers and chanting incantations."

I am the Tao, and everything I do is the law!

An innate sacred being who has reached the realm of quasi-saintliness represents a great way in itself.

The Tao is natural and there is no need for any magic.

The chaos at that time.

It was truly a time when a hundred flowers blossomed and a myriad of paths flowed. There were countless magical powers and secret arts, all of which were created by those innate divine beings at that time.

A pity, sigh.

Success is due to the great way of strength, and failure is also due to the great way of strength. Since the day when Daoist ancestor Hongjun became a saint, it has represented the end of one generation and the beginning of another.

Especially, after the three lectures in Zixiao Palace.

It seems that in the entire prehistoric world, there is nothing else except Xuanmen.

Zhen Yuanzi Daxian only worships heaven and earth, but what he actually practices is not the pure Taoism of Xuanmen. It is just a reference, inheritance, development and further expansion.

"If the Immortal hadn't told me this, I really wouldn't have known. I heard that those sacred beings back then were the mountains, rivers, and mountains in this world. Even if they died, they would naturally turn into the nature of the world and return to the world..."

"That's true." Zhen Yuanzi paused and said, "Great Sage, do you know that the Longevity Mountain under your feet was actually formed by a congenital saint who practiced the way of longevity and died? Since that saint stepped into the realm of Hunyuan, no living being in Jingzhao around him is in danger of losing his life span."

"Life does not return to silence, and all living things are free from birth and death."

hiss! !

Is this the innate sacredness of the quasi-saint realm, the endless power it can represent? !
As long as there is such an innate sacred being, the surrounding plants, birds, and billions of primitive races will all be safe from lifespans. It doesn't matter whether you have practiced cultivation or not. This is too scary.

If he were to meet the King of Hell today, he would cry to death.

The concept of taking away one's life is indeed too terrifying!
"Great Immortal, if there is such a being, doesn't it mean that if he wants, he can make any living being die. Even if he wants to, it is impossible?"

"It is indeed the case for those who have lower cultivation levels or do not have innate treasures to protect themselves."

When Zhen Yuanzi said this, Sun Wukong felt dizzy.

Such an existence can truly destroy the world by itself. If he does what he wants, ninety-nine percent of all living beings will probably die.

"No wonder. I heard that almost all the ancient tribes were wiped out."

"With such a divine being around, if they really get angry, who would care how many unfortunate people they harm with their thoughts? I'm afraid that those other innate divine beings who haven't yet been blessed and transformed into the true self will also be annihilated."

"That's true. Without a treasure to accompany them, most of the innate divine beings would have no chance of being born into the world."

(Senior game enthusiast, if you insist on updating even after Black Myth is released today, why are you still holding on to these tickets? Make a promise...)
(End of this chapter)