"I once heard from a vixen when we were drinking that when General Yihu Xianfeng got drunk, he said that the ghost king seemed to come from the Hundred Ghosts Cave in Wangchuan Mountain... Your Majesty tried to completely kill the ghost king several times but failed."

"I heard that there are many ghost kings in the Hundred Fruit Cave... It would be difficult for the king to defeat them alone in that ghost land."

The Hundred Ghosts Cave in Wangchuan Mountain? !
Sun Wukong had never heard of this place.

However, Sun Wukong had seen the Forgotten River several times.

There are probably trillions of various ghosts floating in there.

Naihe Bridge is the underworld divine bridge that crosses the Wangchuan River!
The Wangchuan River is said to be a river in the underworld that can wash away the sins of all ghosts and is the boundary between life and death. It is said that it was formed from the three thousand strands of hair of the ancestor witch Hou Tu who was grateful for her mortal world.

There is the Wangchuan River in the underworld, and there is also a Wangchuan Mountain in this immortal world?

You really dare to name it!
"I am here to ask you, do you know where the Wangchuan Mountain is and how many ghost kings there are in the Hundred Ghosts Cave?"

"This... Grandpa Monkey, please don't embarrass me. How can I know such a secret? I just know that my king went to the southwest several times. I'm afraid... I'm afraid he went to the Wangchuan Mountain."

"As for how many ghost kings there are in the ghost caves in the mountains, I think there must be quite a few. Otherwise, if the king blows up the yellow wind, no matter how many ghosts there are, their souls will be blown away."

The Yellow Wind Monster's Samadhi Divine Wind is no joke.

Although Sun Wukong had never experienced it himself, he could imagine how powerful the wind was. On the journey to the West, there were really not many magical powers that could trap Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie.

The Yellow Wind Monster's Samadhi Divine Wind is one of them.

"Well, since you are willing to talk, I will spare you. Go now!"

Sun Wukong was not a murderous person.

Seeing that the mountain leopard monster answered whatever was asked, he naturally released the spell that had immobilized them, and then his figure suddenly disappeared.

The mountain leopard monster went straight down and sat down on the threshold of the mountain road.

"Luckily I met a kind person... I'm so lucky! What are you going to say next? I won't patrol the mountains anymore. Let's go, go, go..."

Not to mention, the mountain leopard monster that Sun Wukong defeated decided not to go down Huangfeng Ridge for three to five months.

Sun Wukong hid himself and turned into a ray of spiritual light, heading towards the chaotic mountains in the southwest from afar. The spiritual light in his monkey eyes flickered, and he saw all the mountains, monsters, tigers and leopards within a hundred miles radius.

With the golden pupil that can see through illusions in his eyes, how can ordinary monsters and ghosts escape his divine gaze.

He flew for more than two thousand miles.

Finally, I saw the Mian Da Mountain which stretched for who knows how many miles. Somewhere in the mountains, it was shrouded in a ghostly aura and no grass or trees grew.

Just a glance.

Sun Wukong has already determined that this mountainous area should be the location of the Wangchuan Mountain.

It's true, when you are hiding in mid-air, looking at the mountain from afar, it is forked to the left and right but each one is evenly balanced. It really looks like three equal-length fingers of a person that have transformed into this mountain.

It's really a mountain with the shape of a river!

Coupled with the thick evil spirit that permeates the mountain, it is almost inferior to the haunted land of the underworld. It is appropriate to call it Wangchuan Mountain.

"This damn place is so dark that there are no wolves, tigers, leopards, insects, ants, or plants. Who should I ask for help?"

"That Bodhisattva or Arhat is nearby. They can tell me how many ghosts and ghost kings there are in this mountain, and whether Elder Tang is alive or dead. If he is dead, it will be a relief. I will go back to the Flower-Fruit Mountain now..."

Sun Wukong descended from the clouds to a hilltop near Wangchuan Mountain. He looked at the ghostly aura on the mountain from afar. Suddenly his eyes turned and he began to shout.

pity.

No matter how loudly Sun Wukong shouted, no Bodhisattva or Arhat appeared.

Even when he looked around with his golden eyes, there was not a single shadow of the place.

It is obvious that even if these Bodhisattvas and Arhats are really here, they have no intention of showing up to meet Sun Wukong.

"Isn't this embarrassing for Old Sun?"

Having said that, Sun Wukong thought for a moment, but did not lie down directly. Instead, he changed into a wisp of evil energy and floated with the wind into the Wangchuan Mountain. Then, along the mountain slope and crevices, he floated into a cave at the foot of the mountain.

Sun Wukong's transformation this time was equivalent to the evil spirit, so naturally he would not be noticed by the ghosts in Wangchuan Mountain.

And what I saw along the way.

There are ghosts, ghost houses and ghost caves almost everywhere on Wangchuan Mountain.

The ghost cave selected by Sun Wukong is the one with the strongest ghost evil spirit, and it is almost pitch black under his golden pupil.

In Sun Wukong's view.

Such a ghost cave will naturally breed a more powerful and more vicious ghost king!
Ordinary ghosts cannot occupy such a good place.

"Why haven't we reached the destination yet? How deep is this damn ghost cave..."

Going down along the ghost cave, dodging countless restrictions and magic arrays, Sun Wukong carefully sneaked down for three hundred miles, but he still hadn't reached the deepest part of the ghost cave.

Even on the road, Sun Wukong saw many quiet rooms and places for practice opened up by ghost generals and ghost commanders, but he still did not see a ghost king.

Floating around for less than half a day.

Finally, he saw a burst of bright light. After Sun Wukong squinted his eyes to take a closer look, his brows furrowed again.

"What kind of ghost formation is this? It not only blocks the way, but also subtly refines the endless ghost energy. Could it be that this is the place where a certain ghost king practices? Or is it the ghost king's treasure hiding place and the gate-guarding formation?"

Wandering around this formation.

Sun Wukong did not dare to go deeper, because his spiritual sense told him that this ghost array could not harm him, but it could find him.

If you go deep into the ghost formation, you will most likely face attacks from countless ghosts in Wangchuan Mountain.

With the Chaos Bell in his hand and the Genyue Divine Armor on his body, Sun Wukong didn't think that the countless ghosts in the Wangchuan Mountain could do anything to him.

But it is impossible to imagine him killing everyone and ruining his plans by lying down and letting things go wrong.

"This really stumps me."

"Let's go check out the four directions first, and then we can talk about other things."

After searching for a while, he found that this road was blocked. Sun Wukong did not want to expose his identity and attract thousands of ghosts, so he had to find another way to see if there was any other place in this ghost cave.

Turning back to look for it again, it took another half a day.

After finding four or five places where ghost formations were set up in a row, Sun Wukong gradually became certain that there must be a ghost king sitting in the place where the ghost formation was located.

The gurgling evil spirit attracted by the ghost formation will definitely help the Ghost King in his practice.

After failing to find Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie anywhere, Sun Wukong was certain that the two must have been imprisoned in a ghost formation by the Ghost King, or in some mountain mansions or caves behind it.

The best way to save the two people is to completely destroy these ghost formations.

Or kill all the ghosts in the mountains.

"This is an attempt to force me to take action! Impossible..."

If Sun Wukong likes it, a few five-colored spiritual lights can wipe out the entire Wangchuan Mountain. What a ghost king, Yin Du, he is not even a Daluo Jinxian, Sun Wukong really didn't take it to heart.

But we still have to continue our journey westward!

Otherwise, how can you lie down, how can you let those Bodhisattvas and Arhats break down their defenses, and where will the reward come from?

Sun Wukong chuckled as he pondered secretly, and suddenly he stopped and turned into a ray of faint light, breaking through the barrier of the void and heading to the underworld.

If Sun Wukong doesn't want to take action, he will naturally look for someone who can take action.

There are countless ghost kings and ghosts in Wangchuan Mountain, and they dare to live up to the name of Wangchuan. No matter who is in charge of the underworld.

Escape all the way into the underworld.

However, Sun Wukong did not go to look for the Ten Kings of Hell, but turned to the left of Yinshan Mountain, where was the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Just arrived at the dojo.

Before Sun Wukong went to pay his respects, the Di Ting divine beast, which looked like a lackey, suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked Sun Wukong's way.

"Great Sage, where are you coming from and where are you going?"

Is this dog stupid? Or is he asking even though he knows the answer!
Normally, everyone would go to the underworld for no reason. If they are tired of living, they would just find a nice place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury themselves.

Say.

I've already arrived at the gate of your Bodhisattva temple, and you're still asking me where I'm going? Acting should also be professional, okay?

"I have come from the Hundred Ghosts Cave in Wangchuan Mountain, specifically to seek the help of the Bodhisattva to subdue the ghosts and eliminate the grievances. Please ask the Spiritual Master to report this to the Bodhisattva."

Looking at the divine beast with a tiger's head, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion's tail and unicorn's feet in front of him, Sun Wukong did not praise or criticize him.

When asking someone for help, Sun Wukong still has the attitude.

Shall we perform together?
"Great Sage, you came at an unfortunate time. The Bodhisattva went to attend the Fuli Dharma Assembly and has only been gone for two days. Now I am the only one left here to guard the temple."

"If the Great Sage is not in a hurry, why not come with me to sit in the temple? When the Bodhisattva returns, I will help the Great Sage pass on the message immediately."

What kind of Dharma Assembly!
Didn’t this Bodhisattva once vowed that he would not attain Buddhahood until hell was empty?

Oh! It’s not that I won’t become a Buddha, but it’s not that I won’t leave the underworld. That’s all right.

"What a coincidence?" Sun Wukong's eyes turned slightly, and he said, "Well, well, I'll trouble you, Your Excellency. I won't be polite, and I'll go with you to have a cup of hot tea. This damn place is just like the Wangchuan Mountain, so cold that it makes people's bones and muscles stiff."

Seeing that Sun Wukong took advantage of the situation and had no idea what courtesy was.

The lion's tail of the divine beast Di Ting was swinging eagerly.

How could this monkey be so ignorant?

Two days ago, the Bodhisattva calculated that the monkey might come to the underworld, so he went to the Fuli Dharma Assembly. Who would have thought that the monkey would actually come to the underworld with a licking face, and did not even go to the Ten Courts of Hell to seek help, but came straight to the Bodhisattva's temple.

It's too obvious.

Not even covering up!
"Great Sage, please follow me."

Di Ting was somewhat reluctant, but he still invited Sun Wukong into the Taoist temple, found a good small hall, and asked several boys to serve him fragrant tea and magical fruits, which was considered not to be a bad treatment.

He just drank the tea, ate a lot of spiritual fruits, and Sun Wukong kept talking about this and that.

He just didn't have the slightest intention of running away, and when the divine beast Di Ting saw this, he became a little anxious.

"... Great Sage, the time between the Bodhisattva and the meeting is three to five months... If you are interested in discussing the Dao, it may take ten to eight years. If you miss the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, you might as well go and look for the Ten Kings of Hell. The number of ghosts and gods is all below their level."

"Especially the theory of ghosts in the world, looking for the Wheel of Reincarnation is the most useful. The King of Reincarnation is in charge of the reincarnation, but he is also in charge of Luo Feng's mansion, weighing the strictness of the Yin Constitution, separating life and death, and torturing the creation... His merits and deeds are the leader of all ghosts in the world!"

In order to get rid of Sun Wukong, Di Ting began to sell the Ten Kings of Hell.

He even specifically mentioned the Wheel King, which meant that as long as Sun Wukong invited this Yama to the upper world, the ghosts in Wangchuan Mountain and the several ghost kings would not be a problem.

Any ghost will naturally be three points weaker when facing this Yama.

"Your Excellency, I am not happy to hear what you said."

"When I first came to the underworld, I was enlightened by the Bodhisattva. Now I am following Monk Tang all the way to the west... No matter what, I have some ties with your Bodhisattva. How can I not seek help from the Bodhisattva for such merits and good things?"

"Perhaps the Venerable could accompany me on this journey and get some benefits, what do you think?"

Sun Wukong arrived in the underworld and headed straight for the temple of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Naturally, I didn't want to trouble the Ten Kings of Hell.

What we want is to let Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva run some errands, and it would be best if he can break through the defense.

Now, I heard that Sun Wukong was not willing to ask for the King of Wheels. In the underworld, no matter how powerful the Ten Kings of Hell are, can they be better than Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Moreover.

Tang Seng was secretly followed by countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats, and even had the Buddha secretly protecting him, but Sun Wukong didn't find it strange.

Only by asking Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva or Di Ting for help can it be possible to make these Bodhisattvas and Arhats break down their defenses!

For the sake of the system lottery, Sun Wukong now doesn't care about his face.

If we can lead the Buddhist sect to break down their defenses...

At least I can draw a Chaos Spiritual Root or a Chaos Spiritual Treasure! Where can I find such a good thing?

"Great Sage, please don't joke! I am a humble person and I have the duty to guard the temple. How can I leave my post without permission?"

"That's true! Then I'll wait a little longer. How can I be willing if this good thing doesn't fall on the head of the Venerable..."

If you don't listen carefully and come out of the mountain, I won't leave!

Just wait!
You can't lie down anywhere. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's temple is also a good place to lie down and do nothing.

Seeing what Sun Wukong said, he didn't want to leave anymore and made up his mind to ask his own clan to come out of the mountain. The Di Ting divine beast didn't know what to do.

Less a moment.

Sun Wukong actually heard the system's prompt!
[Ding, the host has been detected. Taking advantage of the encounter with ghosts and gods on the journey to the west, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and his divine beast Di Ting have all broken their defenses. For a moment, they don't know how to respond to the host's request. In this way, the host can lie down and play badly to win another city. The special reward is being drawn. ]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the innate spiritual treasure, the Netherworld Divine Pearl! ]

Good guy! !

Did Di Ting just communicate with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva using a secret method, and then both the master and the servant broke through the defense? !
It’s really a good thing.

Even though Sun Wukong only had a moment's thought and discovered after receiving the hint that the Netherworld Pearl was only a mid-grade spiritual treasure, he still felt that he had gained a lot.

In the current prehistoric world, let alone mid-grade innate spiritual treasures, even innate spiritual treasures of lower quality are hard to find!

This is free, isn’t it great?

If true, it still requires the Bodhisattvas, Arhats and Venerables on the journey to the West to put in more effort, otherwise such a good thing would not come about.

With such a harvest, Sun Wukong did not want to leave Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's temple for the time being. (End of this chapter)