The Monkey King

After briefly explaining some matters, the monkey hurriedly left the Shuiliandong, tumbling straight into the sky.

In five years, he was no longer the monkey who needed to hide. With his extremely high talent, he has already reached the pinnacle in terms of cultivation level and magical attainments.

The strong wind from high altitude was whipping around, making all the clothes on his body tremble.

Under the sunlight, the boundless sea of ​​clouds flowed slowly beneath him.

After looking at the sky and finding the right direction, he held the Cloud Walking Stick in his hand and swayed, turning into a golden light and rushing towards the southwest.

The oncoming strong wind was as turbulent as the surging waves, causing my cheeks to hurt.

As the speed continues to increase, the spiritual power around the body quickly condenses to resist the violent friction of the air flow. Under the extremely fast sprint, the space is distorted, and the sky, sea of ​​clouds, earth, and rivers all turn into white light and fly towards behind. go.

The swept air quickly expanded and spread, tearing apart the sea of ​​clouds beneath him.

On the way, the heavenly soldiers on the lookout on a heavenly warship witnessed this horrifying scene with their own eyes. In the blink of an eye, the other party had long since disappeared. Only the clouds cut in the middle were left in front of them, reminding them that the previous scene was not an illusion. .

However, even if he could see such an existence clearly, he would pretend not to see it.

In just an instant, the monkey traveled tens of thousands of miles to reach the Kunlun Mountains.

Hovering behind the clouds, he closed his eyes and opened them quickly. The originally dark eyes had turned silvery white.

Through the clouds, he looked down at the vast and fertile Kunlun Mountains, and nothing under the sun escaped his eyes.

A thick fence has been built around the perimeter, and the rotting heads of monsters are hung on towering bamboo thorns. Thick smoke billowed from the rows of braziers.

Countless monks armed with weapons were walking back and forth with the heavenly soldiers, and they were heavily guarded. From time to time, you can see sky patrol generals riding Pegasus in the sky.

In the inner periphery, among the dense forests and rapid rivers, hidden magic circles can be seen everywhere. Even in the earth veins, multiple magic arrays have been activated to monitor the spiritual energy fluctuations generated by flying spells.

If the no-fly magic circle is as simple as before, monkeys now have countless ways to break it, but if the opponent turns their focus to monitoring the spiritual power fluctuations caused by flying magic...

Saw this scene. He couldn't help but smile.

This place is no longer the Kunlun Mountains of a few years ago.

Over the years, the power of monsters in the world has expanded rapidly, and even Kunlun Mountain has been threatened. The defense was so tight that even the Heavenly Army participated in the defense, and the entire Kunlun Mountains had already been turned into an iron barrel.

If he had just crossed the clouds rashly, the result would have been to trigger the magic circle. There will be a fight then, as there are several Twelve Golden Immortals here.

Facing them, it's hard to say whether you can return it intact.

After exerting all his energy, the monkey sprinted upward along an arc. It was not until he entered the second heaven and passed the top of the Kunlun Mountain array that he removed all his spells and let himself fall into the clouds.

The figure kept accelerating. It whizzed towards the earth like a meteor, passing through the clouds in the blink of an eye. When it was about to hit the ground, he violently used the magic to stop himself in the air. He released his strength in an instant and fell steadily into a forest.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the warning whistle sounded.

"I can detect all these things... I'm really sensitive." He sighed helplessly and looked around.

Looking through the dense woods and rocks in the mountains, he clearly saw a mile ahead of a dozen monks rushing towards here with weapons in hand. Two hundred feet away from the side and rear. A team of five Heavenly Army soldiers are rushing towards here at high speed.

There are also two Pegasus cavalry nearby...

These are only those that are close, and those that are far away are countless.

The entire area was shocked.

Just as the monkey tightened his grip on the walking cloud stick and prepared to fight, suddenly, he sensed that about a hundred feet away, there was a young monk who was only in the Concentration Realm, raising his head and listening to the warning whistle at a loss.

The corner of the monkey's mouth raised slightly: "It's you!"

He lowered his posture and ran wildly through the forest. In just a moment, he arrived in front of the monk.

Seeing the monkey, the monk was so frightened that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear.

Before he could react, the monkey stretched out his hand and the monk froze. He transformed into a small tree, and the monkey himself took on his likeness.

At this time, the assigned monks and heavenly troops arrived one after another.

The leader of the Heavenly Soldier opened his mouth to ask something, but a monk behind him patted the Heavenly Soldier on the shoulder and said, "Don't ask, I must not have seen it. How can a Concentration Realm monk stand intact if he is really encountered by an intruder?" At this?"

Upon hearing this, Tianbing glanced at the monkey and left with a group of people without looking back.

Further back, no one passing by even glanced at the monkey.

After the monks and the heavenly army left, the monkey suddenly remembered something.

He stretched out his hand to change the monk back, knocked him unconscious, and searched his whole body.

After this search, I found two waist tags and some sundries.

One of them has "Jin Yunque" written on it. This must be his name.

Putting everything in his pocket, he stretched out his hand again, this time turning him into a stone.

After bowing and patting the stone, the monkey whispered: "Don't worry, the spell will naturally be unlocked in two days. You can report yourself then."

After that, he turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

…

The moon is setting in Sanxing Cave, and the sun is shining brightly in front of the magnificent pavilion.

A breeze blew by, and the dead leaves fell on the uneven stone surface, trembling slightly with the wind.

Wind Chime opened his sleeves and stretched out his slender hands, bent down to pick up the dead leaves, raised his head and looked at the sun carefully.

The withered leaves became transparent in the sunlight, and the veins were vaguely visible.

The light shines through the damaged area onto the still young face, reflecting the emerald eyes.

After staring blankly for a long time, she fanned her long eyelashes and pouted. She lowered her head, let go of her hand, and let the leaves fall to the stone surface again.

It has been more than six years since the monkey left Xianyue Sanxing Cave.

In six years, she grew from a ten-year-old girl to a graceful girl. However, perhaps because he grew up in this Taoist temple, he was obviously a little ashamed of his beautiful years.

A blue Taoist robe covered her figure, and not even a beautiful red hairpin could be seen on her bun. Simple attire is like a bud waiting to bloom. Shy and light.

Sitting on the steps in front of the attic, she took a deep breath and waited quietly with her chin in her hands, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

for a long time. When the sun in the sky tilted slightly, I saw Qingfengzi approaching from a distance.

She quickly stood up, bowed and said softly: "Disciple Feng Chime meets the master."

"Coming?" Qingfengzi nodded, passed her, pushed open the wooden door, and said softly: "Come in."

Feng Chime silently lowered his head and followed Qing Fengzi into the attic, up the stairs until he reached the spacious room on the third floor, and then stood there blankly, like a quail.

Qingfengzi sat on the futon. He stroked his long beard and asked, "Junior Brother Qingyun said that you applied to him to become a monk. Is this true?"

Feng Ling nodded silently and said in a low voice: "Disciple wants to go to Eighth Master Uncle's Lingyun Pavilion."

The voice was faintly timid.

"Want to take a walk?"

"This disciple has reached the realm of divine refining. I want to be like my brothers and sisters. Go to Lingyun Pavilion to practice." She blinked and said.

Qingfengzi could see the panic and anxiety in his expression.

After a moment of silence, Qingfengzi raised his head, stared at the wind chime, and said slowly: "Tenth junior brother is not in Lingyun Pavilion."

"Huh?" Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Qing Fengzi with some confusion. Asked: "Uncle Sun is not in Lingyun Pavilion?"

"Yes, he is not in Lingyun Pavilion. He has never been here. To be precise, he has never been to Lingyun Pavilion."

"How, how could it be possible?" Feng Ling said with some disbelief: "Senior Brother Yue Chao, Senior Uncle Lingyun, Senior Uncle Dantong and Senior Uncle Qingyun, they all said that Senior Uncle Sun is in Lingyun Pavilion. A month ago, the disciple wrote a letter Give it to him.”

Qingfengzi took a deep breath. He replied: "I know, I asked them to say that. But he has never been here. Yue Chao, me, Junior Brother Qingyun, Junior Brother Dantong, and even Master know this."

Feng Chime opened her eyes wide and lost all consciousness. He stood blankly for a while and then asked: "Then, where is he?"

"He..." Qingfengzi pursed his lips and said, "He has already left the army. From now on, he will only have a name in the Xianyue Sanxing Cave. He is doing what he wants to do now, so you can Leave it alone."

"But, he never mentioned it in his letter to me..."

Yes, never mentioned.

There were always only three words in that letter: "I'm fine" and nothing else. Feng Ling wished he could ask about his current situation at the end.

Several times, she doubted whether these replies were written by Monkey himself, but it was clearly Monkey's handwriting, and it was also a text that only the two of them understood.

If not him, who else could it be?

Over the past six years, she had written countless letters to him, each of which contained her thoughts and she had gone to great lengths to trust the letter.

First, she asked Yue Chao, and then Yue Chao went into seclusion, so she had no choice but to beg Qingyunzi, and then, Dantongzi...

But no matter how many words she wrote in the letter, the reply would always contain only those three words.

She has never been able to figure it out, and she doesn't want to delve into it. It turns out...

The gentle wind blows in from outside the house, blowing her face and flipping the ends of her hair.

Time seemed to have stopped, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

Her eyes gradually turned red, and she blinked and asked, "Is it Master who expelled Master Sun from the school?"

Qingfengzi shook his head slowly and said softly: "He wanted to leave on his own, no one forced him."

"How is that possible? He, it took him a year to enter Guanmen. He has not cultivated the seventy-two transformations. How can he leave the master?"

She still remembered the stubborn face of the monkey kneeling in front of the door. He said he wanted to learn magic and no longer be an ordinary monkey. If you fail to cultivate, you will die at the door even if you die.

I still remember that in the cold night, the monkey was beaten until it was covered in blood and dying, and would rather die than surrender.

I still remember the scars all over my body, shocking...

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never give up.

"How could he...how could he give up?" Feng Ling opened his eyes wide and tears fell one by one: "He left and didn't tell me?"

"No matter what, he just left. And it's time for you to forget about this person."

"No. It must not be like this. It must be something you did to him that made him leave!" Feng Chime shouted.

"Bastard!" Qingfengzi was furious, slapped his palm on the floor, and shouted: "How dare you talk to the master like this, who taught you!"

The expected flinch did not occur.

"Where is he?" Feng Chime trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the master he feared most without flinching.

At this moment, even Qingfengzi was stunned and couldn't speak for a while.

He has never seen such a wind chime. This should be a girl who has been docile and timid since she was a child. No matter what he says, she will accept it happily, and she will not dare to talk back to him.

But now...

The two looked at each other quietly, in a stalemate, for a long time...

ps:

It's a bit late today, mainly because I have something to do today.

I went out early in the morning and didn't come back until just now. I felt that the writing was not good, so I overhauled it.

Sorry everyone.

In fact, I still feel that the writing is not very good.

Um, let’s go back and practice again when we find the feeling.

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