"Demons … Demons are killing people!"
At the border of a large city in the South Continent, the coachman who was driving the carriage shouted in panic. He pulled the horse and turned around to run.
In front of him, an ape covered in short fur was standing among the corpses on the ground. It was holding an armored officer in its hand. The ape opened its mouth, revealing a pair of fangs that emitted a fierce aura.
The officer fainted from fright and collapsed in the ape's hand, feces and urine flowing everywhere.
The monkey panted heavily. It threw the officer to the ground and stomped on him twice. Then, it covered its injured arm and walked to an overturned bamboo basket. It picked up the blood-stained fruits beside the basket that had been trampled and nibbled on them gently.
In the distance, the rumbling sound of horse hooves could be heard. The monkey had also experienced the power of these hairless monkeys. It hugged the remaining fruits in its arms and quickly dashed towards the forest at the side.
The immortal official on the cloud did not speak, and the old monk did not say anything either. However, Yang Jian, who was hiding in the cloud, fell into deep thought.
A moment ago, the monkey passed by a farm and helped an old man carry firewood along the way. The old man saw that the monkey was thin and small, so he took a bamboo basket and filled it with a few fruits for the monkey.
After the monkey thanked the old man, it walked happily on the main road. Soon, it encountered this group of officers and soldiers who came out of nowhere.
At this time, the South Continent was in turmoil. The dynasties in the mortal world were in turmoil, and soldiers and bandits could not be distinguished.
The monkey walked over from the relatively stable east side. It did not know that its environment had changed. Even if it knew, it did not understand why these hairless monkeys were killing each other.
The officers and soldiers surrounded the monkey and poked it with their spears for fun.
The monkey thought that the hairless monkeys were playing with it, just like when it was listening to books in the teahouse. It laughed and played with them for a while.
Unexpectedly, the officers and soldiers were just playing with it.
The monkey could understand most of the obscenities. The monkeys in Mount Huaguo were all smart. They usually said some obscenities, but since it was not in its territory, it tolerated it.
He kept poking them with his spear, as if he was teasing a wild monkey. The monkey tolerated it. It was the same when he teased the little monkeys in the mountains. Whoever had the bigger fist was the boss. The short-haired monkeys in front of him were obviously bigger than him.
However, he forcefully plucked the monkey's fruit from his bosom, took a bite out of it, and threw it on the ground because it was too sour. Then, he stomped on it a few times …
Do you really think I'm a pushover?
The stone monkey was instantly enraged. It pounced over and directly bit a soldier to death. After that, it slaughtered most of the soldiers, leaving only a small portion that fled in a hurry.
Although the stone monkey's innate magic power had been sealed by the shackles of the heavens and earth, and it didn't have any divine abilities, it had boundless strength and agility. It also had a bit of bestial and ferocious nature. If it really erupted, just the scene of it biting a living person to death was enough to make other mortals wet their pants in fear.
Monkey escaped from his pursuers by relying on the woods. That night, he hid in a dilapidated mountain temple and munched on the fruits he had snatched back. For the first time, he began to wonder what kind of world he was in.
It was different from the mountain.
The hairless monkeys all used weapons, and it was still very painful to be cut by a weapon.
It seemed that the world outside was very complicated and different from the mountain.
The night rain pattered on the green tiles of the mountain temple. The monkey leaned against the broken statue of the Three Pure Ones and slept for the entire night in a daze.
In the sky, Yang Jian, who was hiding, pondered for a moment before he quietly retreated.
Yang Jian secretly sent a message to the Six Friends of the Meishan Sect and then waited 50 kilometers away. With the monkey's leg strength, if he were to come here for a stroll, he would be able to cross 50 kilometers in about half a day.
Yang Jian changed from his original appearance of an old Daoist priest to a fair-faced, beardless Daoist priest. He held a banner with the words' Yin and Yang Divination of the Heavens and Earth, the Universe is in the Chest 'written on it. He then found a bell and set up a stall in a small town.
Perhaps it was because of his extraordinary bearing, but very soon, mortals gathered in twos and threes in front of the stall.
Some young ladies came to inquire about their future marriages, while some wives wanted to ask how they could help their husbands change their fortunes. Basically, most of the people who came to seek divination were women.
Yang Jian chuckled and answered. After cultivating for so many years, he had more or less accumulated some ability to read people's faces. It wasn't too difficult for him to say a few more words that would make people overthink.
He predicted that the monkey liked bustling places and would definitely come to the town to play after he calmed himself down.
As expected, there was some commotion at noon. A few people shouted 'there's a monkey spirit', scaring most of the commoners on the streets.
The tragedy that happened yesterday had clearly spread here.
Monkey scratched his head, feeling puzzled. He did not know what was going on. He wore a loose long robe and had his hands behind his back as he walked around with his legs splayed out.
"Brother, would you like a divination?"
A laugh came from the corner of the street. The monkey blinked and turned to size up Yang Jian, who was wearing a Daoist robe and had changed his appearance.
The monkey's eyes lit up and he hurriedly shouted, "Are you an immortal?"
"Immortal?" Yang Jian smiled and shook his head. He fiddled with the divination plate in front of him. "I'm not, but I do know a few immortals."
The moment the monkey heard that, he became spirited. He took two steps to the stall and bowed deeply to Yang Jian. Then, he stood up, not knowing what to say. He scratched his head.
"Brother, let's do a divination."
"Sure, sure … What's the point of fortune-telling?"
The monkey craned his neck and asked in puzzlement.
Yang Jian chuckled and did a divination with his fingers. He said, "If I'm not wrong, you are not a human but a monkey. You came from the east and there are many monkeys in your hometown, right?"
The monkey's eyes immediately lit up. He jumped onto the bench in front of the stall and sat down, shouting, "Say more, say more. What else did you see?"
Yang Jian continued divining with his fingers and said calmly, "The six paths are not biased, but they are inferior to Samsara. You're not just a monkey, you're a monkey born from a rock. "
"Yes, yes!" The monkey nodded repeatedly. When he came to his senses, he glared at Yang Jian. "You Daoist, don't lie to me! How did you know so much about me with just one look? And you still say you are not an immortal? "
Yang Jian smiled and said, "What do you think an immortal is?"
"An immortal …" The monkey could not answer.
Yang Jian said seriously, "Then why did you leave the mountain?"
"Actually, I left the mountain and traveled so far to the west because I wanted to find an immortal to learn the art of immortality."
The art of immortality …
Yang Jian nodded slowly. He picked up a folding fan and played with it casually in his hand. "All living beings will experience birth, age, illness, and death. They are also afraid of aging, illness, and death. Therefore, they want to find ways to enjoy immortality. However, they do not know that the path to immortality is filled with difficulties and tribulations …
"I will endure any hardships. As long as I don't die, as long as my monkey grandchildren don't die, I will endure any hardships and illnesses!"
The monkey patted his chest and shouted seriously. Then, he cupped his fists at Yang Jian. "Immortal, please teach me immortal arts!"
"I've already said that I can't teach you. I called out to you because I want to point out a clear path for you."
Yang Jian smiled and threw his folding fan. "Are you going to listen or not?"
"Yes, of course I'm going to listen." The monkey was not stupid. He was much smarter than ordinary mortals. He quickly recovered from his disappointment and looked at Yang Jian seriously.
Yang Jian also had the intention to probe the monkey's character. He took the initiative to go forward and said with a chuckle, "Originally, I would gain merit if I enlighten you, a spiritual being born from this world. However, there are rules in my line of work. I cannot ask for it easily. Leave behind some gold and silver and I'll point you to this immortal path. How about that? "
The monkey was stunned for a moment. Then, he quickly reacted. He rummaged in his robes for a long time and smiled awkwardly.
He was a monkey king. Where could he find gold and silver in the mortal world?
"I only have this set of clothes on me …"
"It stinks. It's not worth anything."
"This …"
The monkey scratched his head again. He jumped up from his seat and paced back and forth.
Yang Jian carefully observed the monkey's reaction. Actually, even if the monkey could take out gold and silver, he would still make things difficult for it.
The monkey began to feel a little impatient. However, it was only impatience. It did not show any ferocity towards Yang Jian.
Clearly, Yang Jian was rather satisfied with the monkey's performance.
It was normal and a good thing for him to have a beast's nature since he was born in the wilderness. He did not bully the weak and relied on his ferocity to suppress mortals. This might be the uniqueness of the monkey's Stone Heart that was born from heaven and earth.
Actually, it was possible to distinguish Connate lifeforms from demons and ghosts by looking at their temperaments.
Not long after, the monkey pulled his head back and rummaged in his robes for a while before carefully taking out a shriveled package.
He opened the package. There was another layer of beast skin inside. There were also a few tree leaves inside the beast skin.
There were a few pieces of broken jade in the leaves. They barely formed the shape of a jade bracelet.
"I only have this. It was thrown down by an immortal who lost a bet when he flew over the mountain."
The monkey looked at Yang Jian eagerly. "May I ask, how can I find an immortal who can teach me the art of immortality?"
"To the southwest …"
Yang Jian's voice paused and he frowned slightly.
It was not because of the clouds above his head. A few old monks wanted to attack but were stopped by the six friends of the Plum Mountain.
Instead, it was because there was an aura that Yang Jian was very familiar with on the jade bracelet.
Zi Xia's aura …
What's going on?
When I was not in the Primordial World, Zi Xia had gone to Huaguo Mountain? The six friends of the Plum Mountain did not report this matter.
They were really bullying him, a physical cultivator, for not knowing how to calculate. If the monkey had not taken the initiative to take it out, he would not have known that this had happened!
"Southwest? Can you explain it more clearly, Daoist? "
"From here, head southwest for 163,000 kilometers and find a Lingtai Fangcun Mountain. There will be an immortal who can teach you immortality there."
"Alright! Thank you! "
The monkey bowed and suddenly reached out to grab the broken jade bracelet on the table.
Yang Jian chuckled. With a flick of his sleeves, he pushed the monkey onto the ground and rolled a few times in a pathetic manner.
The monkey had just gotten up when he saw that the fortune-telling stall at the corner of the street was empty. He immediately looked around in confusion.
"I really met an immortal … Ah, it's a pity about my bracelet. I thought that it was an immortal's item and could be used as a gift to acknowledge me as a master …"
On the cloud, Yang Jian heard the monkey's murmurs. The corners of his mouth twitched.
He looked at the broken jade bracelet floating in his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve. He transformed into the appearance of Patriarch Subhuti and rode the wind to the southwest.
How can I let a monkey take away the Jade Cabbage that I painstakingly raised?
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