Chapter 982: The monkey is drunk, the monkey is wild, and the monkey will swing the bloody stick

Chapter 982: The monkey is drunk, the monkey is wild, and the monkey will swing the bloody stick

The golden armor, cloud shoes and rainbow are everywhere, and the magic iron is roaring in the clouds.

Ever since he got the treasure in the fairy palace under the sea, Sun Wukong has been like a dragon emerging from the abyss. His magical powers have increased by 50%, and he has begun an extremely unruly and wanton life.

When all spirits worship it, it accepts them with pride; when all monsters bow to it, it is not afraid of them.

As long as someone intended to join the Flower-Fruit Mountain and called him "king" and offered him some treasures, Sun Wukong would happily call him his brother. Once drunk, he would even want to become sworn brothers with him on the spot.

This monkey learned skills in the mountains and gained extraordinary abilities, but his mind is still like that of a naughty child, with his emotions clearly shown on his face, making it difficult to tell good from evil.

With such a powerful Monkey King in charge, the name of Huaguo Mountain quickly spread.

Although he has not yet received the attention of the heavens, he is already well-known among the human world.

In the tens of thousands of miles of mountains and forests, which intelligent creature has not heard of the name of the Monkey King?

If you don't go to pay your respects, the monkeys won't be tricky or difficult; but if you go to pay your respects and give them some face, the monkeys will be happy and will hold banquets and distribute treasures, and will definitely reward your guests with benefits.

As his abilities grew, his temper naturally grew as well. Sun Wukong got used to being the king and dominating the world. He felt that he was much more powerful than the local mountain gods and declared several times that the Flower-Fruit Mountain would be under his control from now on.

The local mountain god had received instructions from Yuan Zun long ago, so he was not annoyed. He appeared happily, chanted a few words of praise for the Monkey King, and then secretly protected him to prevent the monkey from causing any trouble.

Even the local mountain gods and land gods did not dare to offend him, which made Sun Wukong even more proud. He took his monkeys and grandchildren to have fun in the mountains every day, and was very happy.

It would be fine if it was just a spiritual beast that protected those who practiced the Dharma of Merit, but this monkey-headed beast was not picky about food or meat. When some small demons came to the mountain to pay their respects, it would actually greet them openly, without caring at all about the opinions of others.

Gradually, the nearby demons heard that someone was protecting them, and they gradually accumulated considerable power and began to try to find a new leader.

Since the fall of the Demon Emperor, demons everywhere have been leaderless and have returned to being expelled and suppressed. Many human cultivators remember the blood feud of demons during the catastrophe, and hunted them down fiercely, forcing demons everywhere to hide in the deep mountains and old forests where few people go.

However, under the slogan of deep hatred, there must be people who seek private profit.

Many spiritual beasts were also tragically affected. They were treated as demons and beaten to death with sticks. Their skin was peeled off, their bones were pulled out, their flesh was cut off, and their blood was drained. They became the capital for the rise of the human race, and they didn't even have the chance to seek justice.

During the catastrophe, all races were able to live in peace and solidarity. But the days were peaceful for too long, and with the human race regaining prosperity and stability, the competition for resources and the desire for money were inevitable.

The human race was extremely xenophobic. Even though they responded to Anshan's call, some of the cruel practitioners still went their own way. Not to mention the spirit beasts, it was not uncommon for evil practitioners to massacre villages and cities, and to refine people and sacrifice souls.

The human race has always been complex, and cannot be easily changed by a few treaties.

Over the long years, the human race has had many different countries, and has even been waging internal wars, which have never stopped.

Later, Anshan also made a decision, calling on all intelligent creatures of all races to enter the spiritual world created by Yuan Zun and start over if they no longer wanted to live in the same world with humans.

After all, the heavenly rules are not fair to the spiritual beasts. Humans can hunt them at will, which helps their cultivation; but they cannot fight back against humans, otherwise, once they are tainted with the sin of killing, they will easily be judged as monsters, and from then on their cultivation will be tainted with monster aura, and they will become monsters.

However, once this call was issued, it also meant that the situation in the three realms would undergo major changes from then on.

Let’s not talk about that.

Associating with demons too early will inevitably lead to condemnation from the outside world.

Li Yuan was quite concerned about the monkey. Seeing that it was greedy for vanity and tainted by desire, he gave it a little warning through the mouth of the local mountain god.

"Monkey King, you have great powers and skills. I envy you so much. I wonder... where did you learn them from, and who taught you?"

The God of Cangwu Mountain found an opportunity and brought it up intentionally or unintentionally when he was a guest in the Water Curtain Cave.

In fact, Sun Wukong has concealed this issue in front of outsiders countless times. A special existence suddenly appeared in Cangwu Mountain. Although he has not ascended to the immortal position and has no merits or achievements, he has the strength of a powerful person. How can he not attract the attention of the surrounding creatures?

Every time Sun Wukong remembered the teachings of Patriarch Bodhi, he would make up an excuse. This was one of the rare times he lied in his life.

This time was no exception. Sun Wukong was wearing a golden chain mail armor, a phoenix-wing purple gold crown on his head, and a gorgeous red cloak behind him, like burning blood. He sat on the stone throne in the Water Curtain Cave, full of vigor and vitality, and extremely powerful.

"Hey, it was nothing more than a coincidence. I got guidance from a hidden master in my dream. As for the name of my master, I forgot it after I woke up. I can't remember it, I can't remember it, hahaha..."

Sun Wukong drank a big bowl of fine wine with a bold posture, lying there at one side, looking quite carefree and unrestrained.

Hearing the other party's perfunctory talk, the Cangwu Mountain God did not investigate further. He just laughed and raised his glass to toast the Monkey King.

"I think that the master who can teach the Monkey King to be so cool and generous must be a man of pure virtue, kindness and wisdom."

"Having a disciple as gifted as you, that hidden master must be very proud of you and feel honored."

The God of Cangwu Mountain drank and chatted with the monkey next to him, silently watching the Monkey King out of the corner of his eye.

As expected, this sentence made Sun Wukong stunned on the spot, with memories shining in his eyes, as if he was called out of a revolving lantern.

I vaguely remember the master's earnest teachings, the beautiful scenery of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the friendly faces of my fellow disciples, and every little detail of my learning experience.

Finally, the scene in his mind froze on the day when the master drove him out of the mountain gate.

Sun Wukong deeply remembered the parting teachings of Master Bodhi.

You must not reveal your master’s identity and you must not see your master again.

Do more good deeds and don’t do evil, otherwise, you will not be forgiven.

"The words of the ancestor are like the sound of a bell, awakening me as if from a dream..."

"Do more good than evil..."

Sun Wukong murmured to himself, smiled carefreely, picked up the jar of wine and drank wildly, pouring all his emotions into the wine, and in just a moment, they disappeared from his heart.

"Children, the banquet is over. It's time to end these days of living a life of drunkenness and debauchery!"

Sun Wukong threw the wine jar, stood up shakily, and walked straight out of the cave.

Previously, he was immersed in his pride and recruited many demons as his subordinates, without ever checking their backgrounds and character.

Thinking about it now, I was indeed impulsive and careless, and had no idea of ​​what was good and what was evil.

If the master knew about this decadent and degenerate look of mine, he would be ashamed of himself.

However, just when Sun Wukong was determined to change, several monkeys jumped in from outside the Water Curtain Cave, carrying several dead monkeys.

"My king, something bad has happened! Something bad has happened!"

"Those human cultivators had a conflict with the demons hiding in our mountains. We rushed to help them, but they thought we were in league with the demons and started to beat us to death!"

Sun Wukong was already a little drunk, and was naturally aggressive and brave. When he saw the dead monkeys and heard these words, his eyes suddenly turned red and he grimaced in anger.

"go!"