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Between the neck of a thin cyan donkey, the crisp bell swayed. The sound of crunch fills the forest path.

A figure sat on the back of a donkey. This is a young man of about twelve or thirteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and long hair tied behind his head, somewhat like a Taoist bun. He sat on the back of a little donkey, dressed in a white-washed linen robe. Holding a yellowed book in his hand, he swayed slightly with the bumpy figure and flipped through it quietly.

Birds chirp, the early sun pours down on the forest, and the mist is covered with a layer of golden light. Occasionally, the little beast could be seen poking its head out of the bushes, glancing at the boy for a few moments, and jumping away.

"Kid, kid—"

A young man and a young donkey drove out for several miles, and came to the foot of a mountain, when suddenly a shout came from afar.

The shouting was strange and unusual, high-pitched.

The boy on the donkey's back raised his head and looked around.

"Child, I'm here, here. The strange sound came from behind the bushes at the foot of the mountain.

When the barren mountains and mountains encountered like this, the young man's expression was still calm. He patted the donkey on the back and stopped, rolled over, and pushed away the half-man-tall bush.

Behind the bushes was a grassy flat land, and a dirty, hairy-faced monkey was crushed under the rocks, exposing only its head and palms. Seeing the young man, the strange monkey laughed a few times: "I finally saw a living person." ”

The boy asked, "Monkey King?"

"Huh, do you recognize my grandson's name?" said the grizzled monkey face under the rock.

"Nature knows. The boy said. "I just don't know if you have become a Buddha, why are you crushed at the bottom of the mountain?"

The young man behaved indifferently, without the slightest panic.

"This ...... It's a long story. Sun Monkey's eyes rolled, and he quickly changed his words, and straightened his mouth to the side of the young man, and his tongue stretched out: "Child, do me a favor." Do you see that peach tree, I haven't eaten a peach in hundreds of years. ”

The young man followed Sun Wukong's gaze, and saw a flourishing peach tree standing on the edge of the open space a few feet away, and the fist-sized peaches on the tree were heavy, and the trunk was bent.

"It's a gesture. The boy replied, walked to the peach tree, looked up and plucked the peach, and then lifted his robe to catch it. He picked up a bag of tea, walked to Sun Wukong and fell down.

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and his hairy face was buried in peaches. Sniff this and lick that.

Seeing this, the young man patted off the dust of his robe, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Sun Wukong poked his head out of the peach and hurriedly shouted.

"But is there anything else?" the boy turned his head, his dark eyes looking at it strangely.

Sun Wukong's unkempt hairy face grinned for a while: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, talk to me." What's your name?"

The young man stopped: "Li Xianyuan." ”

"You kid, what are you running to this barren mountain?"

"Go to Wuhou County and get a child. ”

"Reader?" the monkey's hairy hand scratched at its chin, and it could only touch it here.

"Exactly. ”

The monkey spit out the words very quickly and said: "My grandson sees that you have extraordinary qualifications, or you can learn art from me." Being a disciple of Monkey King is not a burying of you. I'm a teacher of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, how about it?"

Li Xianyuan said seriously: "I still have to go to the township test." ”

"You kid, which is more important, cultivating the avenue or studying!" the monkey's eyes widened.

Li Xianyuan said without thinking: "Naturally, it is reading. ”

Sun Wukong was stunned, gritted his teeth, and hated the appearance of iron not steel: "You kid, how can you be as pedantic as that white old man." Put the avenue and don't go off the beaten path!"

Li Xianyuan replied: "I have dull qualifications, and I am not born to be a cultivator. On the contrary, it is better to study with peace of mind, and maybe you can achieve a little success. ”

"Which pedantic old man told you that I broke his teeth with a golden rod!"

"Don't worry about the Great Sage, now he has lost all his teeth. Li Xianyuan replied with a glance.

Sun Wukong was speechless for a while, and his eyes rolled slowly: "If this is not the case, I can teach you the art of turning stones into gold, and there is no worry about money after learning, but you want to learn?"

"If you are stupid in your qualifications, you won't grow without decades of hard study, or that's it. ”

"Somersault Cloud, my grandson is one hundred and eight thousand miles, except for the palm of the old man, there is no match between heaven and earth. ”

"This place is still more than 100 miles away from Wuhou County, and it will take 107,900 miles to go in the next one, and I don't want to learn. ”

"Seventy-two changes!" Sun Monkey's hairy face exploded, and he said angrily. The mountains seemed to shake with it.

"As mentioned before, it will take decades for the art of turning stones into gold, not to mention such an immortal technique. ”

Sun Wukong said angrily: "You child, you don't learn this, you don't learn that, what do you want, don't you want my old grandson to make this golden hoop!"

"I can't hold it. ”

Li Xianyuan shook his head, and his plain appearance was inversely proportional to the angry Sun Monkey.

The atmosphere was stagnant.

The sun gradually rose, and the little spots of light pierced through the leaves and sprinkled into the clearing, also falling on a man and a monkey. Sun Wukong faced the east, was directly exposed to the sun, his hairy face was a little wrinkled, and he tilted his head to hide in the shade.

Seeing this scene, the young man's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's in vain that your name is Li Xianyuan! You don't have the ambition to become an immortal at all!" The monkey didn't notice that Li Xianyuan was abnormal, and made an angry look, eager to get out and bite the young man in front of him.

"The name was only given by the villagers and others who had taken me in. After remembering that it was too troublesome to change the name, I still came down. Li Xianyuan's expression was normal, and he didn't seem to be talking about his own name.

Of course, he knew that cultivation was good. But man must be self-aware. Although he came to this world similar to ancient China for unknown reasons, but mixed with mythological elements, he came to this world after his death. But Li Xianyuan didn't think that because of this, he could be like the protagonist of Xiuxian's novel, with many adventures.

Although this world is similar to ancient China, it is very different. Pangu Nuwa, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the Heavenly Court Lingshan, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals and the Eighteen Hells, these are a lot, and it is rumored that some immortals will appear from time to time. Such as Erlang God and Nezha, Eight Immortals and others.

It's like a world where all the mythological elements of ancient China are kneaded together.

Not only that, but the scholars of this world are no longer unrestrained. Anyone who has passed the examination of children, and receives the official seal, can be illuminated by the power of the stars of Wenqu, and baptized with the spirit of Haoran, and from then on the evil demons are not afraid of demons and do not invade. It seems to have developed into a second system in addition to the cultivators.

Although the essence is still a powerless scholar.

Li Xianyuan can rely on the classics of his previous life to make a great name in this life. A splendid article in one hand has been loved for centuries.

Therefore, instead of putting it on the hopeless path of cultivating immortals, it is better to embark on a clear and open path. In his previous life, the poets and writers had already paved the way for him.

However, this is not the fundamental reason for his rejection of Sun Wukong. Compared with the immortal cultivators who go to heaven and earth, scholars are more than a step behind after all, not to mention Sun Wukong's spells, anyone who has read Journey to the West is powerless to resist. Even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance of success, you will never give up.

Li Xianyuan rejected it just because......

I only heard the monkey pressing down the mountain baring its teeth and shouting: "I will give you a hair, it can be ever-changing!"

Li Xianyuan woke up from his thoughts, raised his sword eyebrows on his beautiful face, and actually stopped refusing to say, "Then give it to me." ”

At this time, Sun Wukong finally realized that he was being played by this teenager. In the roar, the rock and mountain above Sun Monkey collapsed, and the dust was filled, and a wave of air swept through, blowing Li Xianyuan's robe into a hunting sound. The dust was swept away. Look at it again, where is there any Wuzhi Mountain Monkey King in the same place.

Looking at the peach tree and the peach, it is clearly a branch and a pile of stones.

"Ken has appeared?" Li Xianyuan's voice did not show the slightest surprise. Even when the rock mountain collapsed, he calmed down and retreated a few steps. It seems that I had expected it for a long time.

A young girl appeared at the original Monkey King's location. She has a delicate face of crimson, dressed in a silk brocade and ink flower robe, with smooth black hair pulled up in a high bun, and is about the same age as Li Xianyuan, about twelve or thirteen years old. She tied a jujube red quaint sachet around her waist, puffed out her mouth and said to Li Xianyuan: "You know it's me?"

"There are too many loopholes. Li Xianyuan said. This kind of trick is enough to fool others, and it will be overstretched to deal with Li Xianyuan, who is a man in two lifetimes.

And as far as he knows, the Journey to the West story circulating in this world does not have a plot of Sun Wukong being crushed under the mountain. Could it be that after becoming a Buddha, Sun Wukong became angry and forcibly deleted this paragraph?

"So you've agreed to marry me!" the girl's eyes lit up, and her voice echoed through the glade.

Li Xianyuan shook his head.

"Why. The girl was not reconciled, she took a step forward, her eyes slightly red and cute.

It's just that Li Xianyuan was indifferent, and he bent down to pat off the dust on his body. Straightened up, looking at the girl without blinking.

"It's easy to say. You are a man, I am also a man, and I am not as good as Longyang. Is that a satisfactory answer?"