The Monkey King Chapter 162

   "One more?" The monkey raised his head, smiled helplessly, and lowered his head to continue flipping through the bamboo slips in his hands.

   "You don't need to worry, the two cultivations are generally high. Besides, we already know each other's existence. They can't detect anything except what they can't hide."

  Monkey sighed deeply and said, "Tai Shang probably didn't even think about letting them explore those things that could be covered up."

   "Well?" Yang Chan frowned slightly, staring at the monkey puzzled.

"Two boys in the spirit-refining realm, this matter is of great importance. Could it be that Taishang couldn't take out two monks in the spirit-transforming realm?" He picked up another roll and spread it out, and continued to read it carefully.

Yang Chan thought for a while, her eyes widened as if she had realized it, but she quickly narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression full of doubts: "It makes sense for you to say that. But, if that's the case, why would he send someone else? Come?"

"Looking at the appearance is enough. The Tao of Enlightenment pays attention to deduction. The Supreme is the ultimate of Tao of Enlightenment. Even if it has broken the cultivation of the Tao of Heaven, it is still the ultimate. The deduction can be pushed forward or backward, depending on the appearance. , whether it is real or false, our affairs will be pushed to the brink. Initially passive, just because he discovered it late, does not mean that he will remain passive all the time."

   "Then, why did the boy keep spying on him again and again?"

   "To let us know. The Master is telling me that he has put a rope around my neck and he can tighten it anytime he wants."

  Yang Chan was taken aback: "He's threatening?"

  Monkey raised his head, touched his chin, and said, "Speaking of which, it's not a threat, it should be a goodwill signal."

"I don't understand."

"According to the level of Taishang, we'd better assume that he knows everything we know. Previously, I belonged to Xieyue Sanxingdong, and I had a very bad impression of him, and even regarded him as the only enemy. Now, he is trying to change this impression. There are fundamental differences between people who uphold the way of heaven and those who destroy the way of heaven. Those who destroy the way of heaven hope that my actions will be as extreme as possible. In contrast, it is much easier to operate. And those who uphold the way of heaven, if they can't talk to me They have little hope of reaching an agreement. Now Taishang wants to tell me that he has been staring at me, but he has not touched me. As long as I don't mess around, then he can do whatever he wants."

  Yang Chan thought for a long time, and nodded silently.

   "It makes sense for you to say that... Wait, are you the Tao of Enlightenment or I'm Tao of Enlightenment? Why do you see so clearly when I didn't see it through?"

   "Don't you know that I am a double-cultivator?" Monkey said with a smile: "Your xinxing is inherently bad, so it's normal that you can't figure it out."

   "Your xinxing is enough? In my opinion, it's worse than me. If you really cultivate the enlightened Tao, you won't even think about the realm of spiritual refinement."

  The monkey gave her a showy look, but without answering, he lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the bamboo slips happily.

   stood silent for a long time at the door of the stone room, and Yang Chan asked: "Then what are you going to do now? He showed kindness, are you ready to contact him?"

  Monkey shook his head.

"why?"

   "What he wants, I can't give it anyway. So, let's just live like this. We, just pretend we don't understand anything."

   "Because of that bird?"

  Monkey's fingertips trembled slightly, but did not answer. After a brief silence, he continued the movement at hand, and the smile on his face had disappeared.

   Taishang discovered that his existence was a dividing point. Although it was difficult after that, it was all within the controllable range, and before that, it was uncontrollable.

The existence of   queer is uncontrollable. At this point, there is no room for compromise.

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

   "Is it worth it?"

   "What's not worth it?" The monkey passed her by carrying the tablet.

"Looking at it now, if you want to revive her, you will cut off the possible deal with Taishang. For us, the most beneficial thing now is to deal with the fisherman between the two parties. It's just for a bird. If we don't consider her problem, our mediation space will be infinitely larger, which will buy us precious time."

  Monkey stopped, turned his face to look at Yang Chan and said, "Last time you said that the text on the tombstone resembles the text given to me by the wind chimes, so you must have seen it? You know, what is written on the tombstone?"

  Yang Chan glanced at the monkey lightly, kept silent, just waiting.

   "It says 'The Tomb of Monkey King's Lady Monkey King'. Do you see me as someone who would betray my own woman?"

  Yang Chan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, bowing back and forth with laughter.

   "A monkey falls in love with a canary that hasn't changed shape yet? What kind of **** story is this?"

  The monkey didn't laugh, didn't even have any mood swings, just looked at her quietly, looked at her and laughed.

   Until Yang Chan realized that something was wrong and the laughter stopped abruptly, he said slowly: "She didn't dislike me as a monkey, and I won't dislike her as a canary, it's that simple."

   After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at the monkey's back from a distance and shaking her head, Yang Chan pouted and sighed: "Stubborn people are not good at this, they always set a lot of limits for themselves. However, I don't see people who are not persistent. Eyes up."

  The next day, two boys, Jin and Yin, sprinkled sand around the entire Huaguo Mountain for a hundred miles. These sands are connected to form an enchantment, as long as any creature enters or leaves Huaguo Mountain, they can know.

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

  The days just passed by in silence.

   The monsters in Huaguoshan are recognizing more and more characters, and the cultivation of all the monsters, including the monkey, has also steadily improved. The little monsters that they encounter by chance are also taken in by the monkeys, and the team is growing day by day.

   As for the gold and silver boys, the scope of spying is getting smaller and smaller, and in extreme cases, they dare not even enter within a radius of 30 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 waited for any meaningful news. The monkey seems to have never thought of having any contact with the outside world. People are a little surprised. It's just that the anti-sky situation laid out by the beginning has always made Taishang Laojun uneasy.

  No news is good news. So safely and steadily, 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 sackcloth cloak and a hat walked from the wind and sand, and didn't stop until he was in front of a broken wall.

  The lonely ruins in the wilderness look like an abandoned inn, and no one has been here for many years. But today someone came, and 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 at the table.

  This old man has a childlike face, wearing a golden Bixia crown and a golden-patterned orange-bottomed robe. His expression was peaceful, but he had eyebrows like lightning. There seems to be endless power hidden in his eyes, and he is not angry with himself.

   A gust of wind swept across the sky, stirring up sand and dust in the sky, but the sand and dust had turned around in front of the old man with spirituality, unable to touch the old man's body, let alone the hot tea in his hand.

   took off his hat, and the canopy cupped his hands and said, "The canopy sees the Great Immortal Longevity."

Zhen Yuanzi tutted and laughed, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, and said softly: "Marshal Tianpeng doesn't need to be more polite, Pindao has no heavenly priesthood, here, you and I only meet as equals, this 'see' two Words, can't be used, can't be used."

   "Thank Daxian."

   "Hey, if you call it like this, Pindao will leave." After saying that, he got up and left.

  Tianpeng had to stop it quickly, and changed his words: "Thank you, Brother Daoist."

When the canopy was seated, Zhen Yuanzi pushed the tea cup down in front of the canopy with his own hands and said with a smile, "This is the foggy bamboo tea produced by my Wanshou Mountain. The tea seeds must be cultivated for a hundred years before they can germinate. , and after five hundred years, it grows into a tree, and its shape is like bamboo. It is picked once every ten years, and only one or two of each tree is picked. Although it is not comparable to the nectar and jade liquid of the heaven, it was planted by the old man himself, and the marshal of Tianpeng can taste it.

   Looking at the light mist on the tea cup, he cupped his hands towards Zhen Yuanzi, Tian Peng lowered his head and lifted the tea cup, took a sip and put it in his mouth. After a long time, he swallowed and sighed, "Good tea."

   hesitated for a moment, and then said: "As for how good it is... Tianpeng Yijie Wufu really doesn't know how to taste tea, and can't tell why. Today, I am afraid that this good tea has been ruined."

  Zhen Yuanzi suddenly laughed, shook his head and waved his hand: "Marshal Tianpeng is famous, and he is also a hero in the world. This tea made you drink it, why waste it?"

  Tianpeng laughed dryly, and did not continue to lie, he pondered a little, and went straight to the subject.

   "Brother Dao, Tianpeng is here to ask for something."

   Zhen Yuanzi's expression changed, and he said lightly, "Let's talk."

   "Tianpeng wants to ask Daoist brother to stop supplying weapons and pills to this demon king in Hezhou."

Chapter end