In Huaguo Mountain, Su Yao emerged from the lake pool of the Water Curtain Cave, lifted her body awkwardly across the shore, and stood firm on the stone ground with a little difficulty.

Unlike the first time she came to the Water Curtain Cave, this time there was no trace of water on her body, but it seemed to be separated from the water surface by a layer of air.

For a few days in a row, she just watched the size of the star expand one by one with the rapid development of spiritual power, and she didn't know the essentials except for the water avoidance technique necessary to penetrate the water stream cave and the water curtain cave.

Fortunately, the stone monkey was considered patient, lost a string of formulas with her, and taught her to recite them over and over again. Accompanying the meditation every night, she is already very familiar with the feeling of dantian accumulation.

Hey, it's a shame to say that Su Yao feels that she already owes the monkey a lot of favors, and the most she can do is to make the monkey happy when he is depressed. The monkey was very bored, because he would only make fun of bullying her.

For example, he put food on the cliff above her head out of her reach, and asked her to fly to get it, and in the morning, he poured a basin of water on her, did not change her clothes, and left with a note written about the air-drying technique; the most hateful thing was that time, knowing that she was afraid of the cold, he forcibly sealed her on the ice silkworm bed with a fixation technique and let her solve the spell by herself.

In the end, of course, she jumped for a long time, did not learn to fly, learned to crawl, climbed the cliff to get food; hung herself on the top of the mountain to read the air-drying technique, I don't know whether her air-drying technique was effective, or the clothes dried on their own, in short, when she came back to her senses, it was noon on the horizon; on the ice silkworm bed, because her mouth was not sealed, she cried and begged the monkey to help her solve the fixation technique, and lied to the monkey that as long as she watched how the monkey solved the technique, she would definitely be able to learn it.

Sun Wukong would not be stupid enough to be deceived by her, but he couldn't stand her tears and begging, so he let her go.

The smoke lingered in the water curtain cave, Su Yao touched her temples with one hand, her eyelids were half-closed, and she walked in the direction of the stone bed.

Sitting on the smooth hard surface of the stone bed, she skillfully crossed her legs, and a pair of slender jade hands swung up to her knees, twisting out two orchids. In the past, Su Yao would choose a comfortable bed and sleep sweetly on the bed, but now, she can only meditate instead of sleeping comfortably.

If you don't hate to meditate and relax yourself, you hate to meditate with too many rules.

Meditation is equivalent to the night dormancy of an immortal cultivator, and occasionally, an immortal cultivator will lie down and sleep like a mortal. But since Su Yao had that nightmare, she didn't dare to sleep easily anymore, so she came to Sun Wukong every day to accompany her to meditate.

You should always meditate, let your brain meditate, and breathe steadily, and then become thinner and lighter. This was extremely difficult for Su Yao at first, and she often felt paralysis in her limbs, accompanied by soreness. The reason is also very simple, it will make people enter an extremely comfortable state, and it is normal for people to feel pain after that.

It's just soreness, so she can do a night of calm relaxation and meditation, and she really needs the help of the monkey. Because of the nightmare, she sometimes goes mad, shortness of breath, and the blood is not smooth, if Sun Wukong is by her side to enter the time, she can suppress the nightmare entanglement.

Now Su Yao only thought that it was enough to resist this time, but she didn't know that the battle with Nightmare had just begun.

Su Yao's eyes were closed, knowing that at this time, the monkey was brewing Bodhi's medicinal soup in Xuyu Zhai, and he would come back after a cup of tea. And she didn't want to enter the state so quickly, after a few breaths of effort, her brain was chaotic, and the bloody pictures that she hadn't seen for a long time or deliberately avoided resurfaced.

The scene of falling from the lotus platform will only become clearer and clearer, she gradually went crazy, her lips turned purple, her body trembled like she in a dream, sweating all over, and her breath was short and uncomfortable.

She seemed to still have a trace of consciousness, and muttered on her lips: "Monkey King ......"

At the mouth of the water stream of Xuyu Mountain on the other side, the old trees open their enchantments. Sun Wukong stepped in from it, step by step, but light and ingenious.

He doesn't come to this road to Huaguo Mountain often on weekdays, and because he doesn't want to be discovered, he may only come back once in two months. And since the moment Su Yao broke in, including tonight, he actually tasted the hint of anti-expectation in his heart when he passed through this place.

Regarding Su Yao's impression, he only felt that this woman was weak and timid. But the last time about the story of the Monkey King, he changed his opinion of her, and even inadvertently began to believe that this woman might understand him.

Sun Wukong smiled - maybe some people are destined to be lonely, but they don't have to pay silently.

Regarding the book "Journey to the West", it is a lie not to read it, on the contrary, since he recalled, it was difficult for him to leave the book at hand. When he was naïve and ignorant, he thought about emulating the characters in it and being a stubborn monkey who was not afraid of heaven and earth, but it was not him in this story, Bodhi did not take him as an apprentice, and those skills were also understood by himself, and his identity was by no means a single monkey demon.

He is a demon, a demon, and a demon.

He is the embodiment of the spirit stone that was born from all things, and has been absorbing the essence of the sun and moon since the chaos period. And his image of a stone monkey is because the spirit stone is stained with monkey blood.

The prototype of the spirit stone resembles the appearance of a Buddha, indicating that he has the possibility of being conceived as a Buddha. Demons, demons, Buddhas, the three are integrated into one to have him, and none of them can be missing.

In the spirit stone, Sun Wukong looks forward to the years like a blink of an eye, so that he can transform and break out of the stone prison as soon as possible. Perhaps it was a long time to settle his state of mind, and he was a few tens more patient than ordinary people in learning anything, and his understanding was even more surprisingly high.

But as his cultivation grew, his demonic heart continued to haunt him, making him short-tempered and bloodthirsty growing day by day.

Accompanying him to jump out of the stone was not only a copy of "Journey to the West", but also a stick. At first, although he wanted to name it the Golden Hoop Stick, he was not happy to take it again when it had a name, so he had to call it the original name of the Spirit Floating Stick.

Lingfu Stick understands human nature and follows him until 200 years ago when he first spoke to him. That conversation came after he was expelled from the Three-Star Cave of the Slanting Moon.

The day before the eviction......

The moon hid among the clouds, and the strange twilight wafted a thick smell of blood.

A frantic man in a vermilion power suit used extremely sharp and hard long armor to cut through the clothes and flesh of dozens of white-clothed disciples. His speed was dozens of times faster than the cheetah he was dabbling in, and even the wind couldn't sense his exact movements, just in the blink of an eye, he seemed to be playing a game of chasing me with these poor white-clothed disciples, immersed in the joy of killing.

Seeing the blood of the white-clothed disciples who could be easily pinched to death under his hands, his excited laughter could pierce the entire Taoist temple, startling the birds on the eaves and branches, and even the mountain where the Taoist temple was located was panicked, and the animals at night could not sleep well, and it became a mess.

The last white-clothed disciple pleaded with his hands on the trunk of the tree behind his back, his feet were too weak to get up, and he pleaded with the bloodthirsty man in front of him: "Sun Wukong, I beg you." ”

Sun Wukong stretched out his bloody hand and pinched the neck of the man who was crying for mercy. The white-clothed disciple kept struggling, leaving saliva in his open mouth, his face was hideous due to difficulty breathing, and his eyes were round, "You let me go, I will give you all my mental methods, let me go!......!"

Before the final "please" was spoken, Sun Wukong only shook the strength in his hand, and the white-clothed disciple hung his head heavily, and his life was whimpered.

Now the Monkey King's demon heart rampantly occupies his conscience, and he takes slaughter as a pleasure in the Taoist temple, laughing wildly and arrogantly, his long pointed nails do not know how to converge, and the picture is infiltrating.

Dozens of white-clothed disciples who had cultivated with him in the Taoist temple were maimed by him, and none of them were intact.