The Monkey King

   The next morning, before the sun rose, the monkey got up early, groomed as before, and began to practice.

  Cultivation day after day, every day, he quietly counts, how long it will take, how long it will take to cultivate into the great sage Monkey King, who has great magical powers.

   But the more he was like this, the more panic he became. As the pain increased, the road seemed to have no end.

   In the face of this inexplicable panic, he had nothing to do. All he could do was to endure it hard, persevere day after day, no matter how hard it was.

   As he said at the grave of Queer.

   After taking the second Nashen Pill, he began to meditate on a rock half-covered with moss outside the house to absorb the spiritual energy.

   In the past few days, thanks to the help of Nashendan, the sanity has been maintained, and the speed has indeed accelerated a lot, but the damage of this extreme cultivation will not be offset by a small anesthetic.

  Sisi's spiritual energy quickly gathered into the body and turned into spiritual power, and the spiritual power in the body surged out, hitting every inch of the skin, a tingling sensation, it seems that the Shendan can no longer completely relieve the pain.

   And a heat flow rushed to the brain, tormenting the consciousness that was not very clear.

  When the monkey completed an hour of practice and his spirit was on the verge of collapse again, the wind chime came to the monkey with a sliced ​​fruit smilingly.

   opened his eyes, restrained his rapid breathing, gritted his teeth and pretended that nothing had happened. The monkey walked to the well and poured a bucket of water down his head, ending this practice.

   When he was relieved, the monkey sat beside the wind chimes and started to nibble on the fruit. The hand holding the fruit was trembling slightly!

   stuffed the sliced ​​fruit into her mouth and chewed it. The monkey took a peek at the wind chimes, as if she didn't notice it.

   Since moving to Lingyanli, with the kitchen by his side, helping the monkeys to prepare food every day has become a wind chime habit.

   "How's it going?" Feng Chi asked with concern.

   "It's almost there, I feel like it will take another three or two days... In another three or two days, the transition from the state of concentration to the state of being absorbed should be able to be completed. It's faster than expected."

  The wind chimes frowned slightly.

  This is clearly something to be happy about, but why did she see only worry in the monkey's eyes?

   But this kind of worry is only fleeting, anyway, the monkey seems to be less painful now than before taking Nashendan.

   "Three or two days? Hmph, in my opinion, you will never be able to cultivate the Divine Realm in your entire life."

   A clear and pleasant voice came, and the monkey raised his head, only to see Yang Chan walking slowly from a distance with his hands behind him.

   is still the white robe that flutters, and the icy and glamorous expression is just a little warmer than before.

   "You are talking nonsense! The monkey will soon reach the realm of the gods!" Feng Chi puffed up his cheeks and glared at Yang Chan.

  The monkey was just silent, and continued to lower his head and nibble on the fruit. When Yang Chan stepped in front of him, he asked, "Tell me, what's your opinion?"

   At this question, Yang Chan's mouth turned up slightly, but the wind chimes froze.

   "If Nashen Pill is completely ineffective now, I'm afraid you will faint immediately, right?" Yang Chan stretched out her slender fingers, tapped the monkey's shoulder lightly, and said meaningfully.

  The corners of the monkey's eyes trembled, but in the bright side he continued to nibble on the fruit as if nothing had happened.

  The wind chimes wanted to refute, but she had already keenly captured the monkey's silence, as if the ominous premonition had been confirmed, she was speechless with Yang Chan's words.

Glancing at the horrified wind chimes, Yang Chan retracted her hand and said coldly, "You know what? Your body is already close to the limit. No matter what the effect of Nashen Pill is, once your body reaches the limit, you will completely lose consciousness. Of course, you can't die. You can rest assured on this point. With Subhuti here, you will never die. But when you wake up, you will find that the passage through the gap is completely blocked again, and everything is back to normal. Start from scratch."

   This is a… infinite loop?

   No matter how calm he is, this calm expression monkey can't hold it anymore.

   If you enter such an endless cycle, what is the point of the practitioner's way?

   "Bullshit! You are also cultivating the Tao of the Enlightened One, how can you know about the Tao of the Practitioner? Just... Even if there are such drawbacks, it is impossible for Uncle Ling Yunzi to not explain clearly!" Fengling shouted.

  Monkey clenched the apple's hand and held it slightly, and instead of gnawing it down, he raised his head and stared at Yang Chan stubbornly.

Looking at the expressionless monkey and the somewhat flustered wind chimes, a rare smile appeared on Yang Chan's face, a contemptuous smile: "I am the enlightened person of Xiu. Zerdao. He must have never eaten Shendan. The reason why he didn't say it was because few people in the world would encounter such a situation. The difficulty of practicing the Taoist is closely related to the aptitude of the cultivator. No He has encountered it, so he doesn't know."

Putting her face close to the monkey, Yang Chan's eyes were like silk, she exhaled like a blue, and said slowly: "Those who can encounter this kind of situation are all geniuses, and this kind of person has an incredible speed of aura absorption. Believe it or not! If you want The solution is to come to me."

After speaking, Yang Chan turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and tapped her red lips with her index finger, her chin raised proudly, and pretended to think, "Hey, I forgot to mention it, I know that I have a divine pill. Whose masterpiece is it?"

  Monkey pricked up his ears.

   "The first person to practice is called Yuding. The first person to eat is called Yang Jian."

   "Yang...Yang Jian!" Fengling was stunned for a while.

  In the early morning breeze, watching Yang Chan who was walking away, the monkey's eyes slowly opened, his hands were slightly loosened, and the half of the apple in his palm slipped quietly.

  …

   Concentrating in the depths of the temple, Subhuti, who was practicing with closed eyes, shook his head gently, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  …

   Almost as soon as Yang Chan sat down in the wooden house where he lived with the wind chimes, the monkey ran to the door panting.

"Thinking about it quickly." Yang Chan brewed a pot of tea, poured it into a tea cup, picked it up, breathed slowly, turned her back to the monkey and said leisurely: "At the later stage of concentration, after running a few steps, I was out of breath. , The burden on the meridians in the body is already very heavy, isn't it? It's not easy to persevere in this situation. I'm very curious about what purpose you have, and you need to work so hard."

   "Tell me how to solve it." The monkey said through gritted teeth.

   "Okay, but you have to promise me a condition."

   "What conditions?"

"Promise me a request. As for the request, I haven't thought of it yet. When I think of it, I'll tell you. I want you to make a promise, a promise that must be fulfilled. In fact, I saved your life, and I wanted to ask you something. It's not too much. However, I hope to get a formal commitment." Yang Chan said slowly, with a smile on her face, as if she was discussing the trivial matters of life with her best friend.

   This is obviously a stance of ripping off!

   "Does it make sense?" Monkey asked coldly: "Does it make sense to make a commitment to a cultivator who only has a contemplative state?"

"Of course it makes sense." Yang Chan slowly turned around, lifted up the pair of white cloth boots with gold rims, continued sipping tea, and said with a smile, "I heard some rumors that you sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion last time. Subhuti didn't punish you, and your five senior brothers were locked in the trouble. Those Daoists hated you so much, and the curses against you were colorful and wonderful. If they met someone who didn't know, they would think that Subhuti had committed a crime. Confused, why did you accept such a mischievous apprentice?"

After a pause, the smile on her face was slightly closed, her eyes turned to the monkey, and she continued, "But my opinion is slightly different from theirs, I don't believe that the famous Western ancient immortal Subhuti will be special at will. Treat a certain disciple, and I have seen the speed at which you absorb spiritual power. Therefore, your commitment is meaningful."

   "What if I don't do it by then?"

"No." Yang Chan took a sip of tea, pouted, and smiled: "You have a feather in your sleeve, apricot-colored. If I remember correctly, the canary is also apricot-colored. It's just for the sake of immortality, there's no need to work so hard like you. Let me guess, she's dead, and you have a promise to her, right?"

   Hearing this, the corner of the monkey's eyes twitched: "Enough!"

  Monkey's reaction has confirmed her guess, which made Yang Chan's smile even stronger, the winner's smile.

Put the teacup in his hand on the table, leaned against the table and looked at the monkey up and down, and said: "I suggest that you should not leave the Xieyue Samsung Cave before you go up to the cultivation base. In your current state, as long as you look at your body, Anything will be seen clearly by the other party. If I didn't find out that you are the monkey I once met, and found that you still have feathers in your sleeves, I wouldn't want your promise. How about it, my conditions ,Agree?"

  This woman is really dangerous!

  Monkey said coldly with a stern face: "No need, I think I can cultivate to the realm of the gods without taking the pill, but it will take a long time. I can wait!"

Just as she was about to turn around, she heard Yang Chan's laughter behind her: "It's whimsical. The speed of absorbing spiritual power is limited no matter what the suppression effect is. Limiting the speed of absorbing spiritual power has been a problem for the enlightened for thousands of years. Too fast The fast speed means that you can’t practice continuously. Don’t you realize that after each practice, as soon as the practice stops, the path that was originally opened starts to close again? Consider my suggestion carefully, you will encounter problems in the future. Many problems, different from others. And Subhuti doesn't seem to care about you, I can help you. To make your commitment more valuable, I will do my best to help you."

   did not look back, after listening to this sentence, the monkey strode away from the wooden house.

  The wind chimes who had been standing outside the house quickly followed.