These days are always drizzling, but it also just corresponds to the monkey's mood, he left Gao Laozhuang has been the tenth day, these days he can be described as a Danche tired trekking through mountains and rivers, and the dry food on his body has been almost eaten, but he is still facing the endless 100,000 mountains.

The last mouthful of dry food was finally swallowed by him, although he was not yet full, but in desperation he had to sleep first, he looked up at the sky, today, there is not even the moon.

But before he had time to dream, a slight noise gently entered his ears, this is not a bird's cry, nor is it a wolf howl, this is clearly a quarrel that can only be made from the mouth, Wukong jumped up and ran towards the source of the sound in the dark, about half a mile away, his vision suddenly opened up, a path in the underworld came into view, there were two teams of people standing on the path, one team was dressed in black, holding either a machete or a short axe, and the other team was mostly lying on the ground, their bodies were full of blood, they were wearing knee-length short clothes and trouser legs, obviously a group of merchants dressed。

"Hey, hey, hey~ Brothers, as the saying goes, a gentleman doesn't do anything~ Your brother is good, my batch of goods is really going to be sent to Sima City as soon as possible, otherwise, I still have some small money on me, even if I invite you brothers to drink, okay?" The person who spoke was a thin man with fine facial features like a woman, and he was also the representative of this group of businessmen.

"Hmph, I can accept the money, but our boss has instructed us to take at least eighty percent of this batch of goods back, otherwise it will be difficult for me to deal with my brother." The big man in black said with a smile, but the knife in his hand never had the idea of putting it down.

Originally, Wukong didn't plan to meddle in this matter, but even if the handsome man's face turned to ashes, he wouldn't fail to recognize it, but before Wukong's brain began to turn, the handsome man spoke again, "Then since that's the case, don't blame me for being polite." After that, he pulled out a thin sword from behind his waist at a thunderous speed and took the head of the big man directly, but it was no longer a matter of a day or two for the big man to be a thief, and the strength of practicing martial arts all day was almost enough to reach the level of a great warrior.

"Yo~ I'm really moving, it seems that you are forbidden to drink and not eat and drink. The big man put away the hippie smile, and the big knife in his hand was quite orderly, and within two rounds the handsome man showed his flaws, and the big man slashed straight at the other party's neck.

The expected bloody scene did not happen, the knife was also blocked by a black long stick, the big man only felt that his mouth was in sharp pain, and his wrist was numb, but before he could react, the owner of the long stick exerted his strength again, and directly let the treasure knife in his hand that was pulled from the corpse of the dead general turn into a few pieces of broken iron, the big man covered his wrist and barely stood firm, his eyes stared at the owner of the long stick, grinning and laughing, "Hey! You are the master again?"

"You don't care about that. Before Wukong's words fell, the long stick in his hand waved again, and this stick fell directly on the face of the big man, so that the big man was dark, his eyes were full of gold stars, and he spit out the two gold teeth embedded in his mouth, and when he wanted to pick up the blade to fight back, he only felt that he lost strength under his feet and fell to the side of the road.

The robbers and thieves saw that the eldest brother was dying by this sudden miscellaneous scholar, so could they be willing to watch it? More than a dozen people rushed up, the direction of the blade is not the key point of Sun Wukong, if it was the demon monkey of the year, this group of bandits, he could turn them into a wisp of smoke and dust on the ground without much effort, but now it is different from the past, although the golden hoop stick in Sun Wukong's hand is quite beautiful, but to repel this group of murderous bandits, there will inevitably be a few cuts, between the sword and sword shadows, the original mighty bandits are only a few wounded remnants of the defeated generals, and in desperation, they have to drop their weapons and scatter.

Although Sun Wukong was seriously injured, he still did not mean to sit down to recuperate, but jumped on the carriage before the handsome man thanked him, and said while pulling his long hair, "Yo~ I haven't seen my hair grow longer for a long time." It's time to have a fight with my grandson. ”

The handsome man turned around in pain, his brain spinning at great speed, and he didn't figure out who the sturdy man in front of him was. In desperation, he had no choice but to smile and ask, "Hey, this benefactor, I really can't remember where I saw you, I'm afraid I recognized the wrong person, right?"

"Oh, I don't recognize you, you old pig? Don't pretend, show your original form, look at your Sven appearance. Sun Wukong cocked Erlang's legs and let the wounds on his body ooze blood.

"But you are born like this, or you should bandage it first, otherwise you may be in danger of losing too much blood. ”

Although Sun Wukong's mana only recovered one percent, but if these few openings want to take his life, it is still a little difficult, Sun Wukong lightly used his internal force, and saw that the wound that was visible to the bone had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the handsome man looked more respectful, he saluted and asked, "The benefactor is an immortal cultivator passing by here?"

"Immortal cultivator? No, no. ”

"That must be from the Seven Underworld Temple. ”

"The Seven Underworld Temple? ”

"Could it be that he is a demon man?"

"Demon? No, I haven't seen you for so many years, how did you become so twisted? I ask you, how did you survive?" Sun Wukong scratched his head, jumped down, and climbed the handsome man's shoulder and asked.

"Didn't I just be rescued by you?" The handsome man is now the second monk and is confused, no matter how he recalls, he just can't be familiar with the man in front of him.

"Don't pretend, I saw you knocked off the cliff by a severed-tailed lion spirit in Bamboo Mountain, do you remember?"

I was born in a small temple in the southern suburbs of Sima City, and I only came out to do business at the age of eighteen. The handsome man sighed.

"Then what is your name?" Sun Wukong obviously did not give up, and continued to ask.

"Under the surname of the precept student, both parents died when he was a child, and it is the name given by the presiding officer of the temple. ”

Sun Wukong stopped talking, yes, even if he was the one who was greedy for money and lustful but also accompanied him from birth to death, but that was not many years ago, and it was probably just an ordinary person who looked like Bajie standing in front of him at this moment, of course, it could also be the reincarnation of Bajie, but no matter what, he was no longer him, Sun Wukong didn't say anything again, and his steps were a little unsteady.

"Wait!" After thinking twice, he decided to stop Sun Wukong, "Benefactor, you saved me, I haven't had time to repay you yet." ”

"No need. Sun Wukong didn't look back, and he didn't even stop taking a step.

"Benefactor, you look at the dead and wounded of my team, seeing that your cultivation is so high, why don't you be a good person and send the Buddha to the west, escort me to Sima City, and wait for me to hand over this batch of goods, I will share 20% of the money we get, how about it?"

Sun Wukong stopped when he heard this, but there was still no sign of turning back, seeing this, Shengjie gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "That Sancheng, it can't be more." ”

Sun Wukong turned his head to reveal his smiling face, "Okay." ”

Although the road was bumpy along the way, but fortunately, he finally had big bags of dry food and warm sleeping bags, Sun Wukong was bored and asked the question, "You say, how long will it take for us to get to your horse city?"

"There's still a dozen miles to go. ”

"Hey, your city isn't big. ”

"It's okay, but that city is not mine, and the lord of the city is Lord Sikong IV. ”

"Who is Sikong IV?"

"You don't know this, the family member of the Sikong family in Snow Kite City is the fastest to reach the title of Great Martial Fist. ”

"What is a great martial artist?"

"Wow, you came to Mars, the great martial artist is the best among the martial scholars, the martial arts scholar is simply the one who practices martial arts, the general martial artist is a person who can achieve it by practicing casually for a year and a half, and if you want to fight to the great martial artist level, you have to look at the talent, and those who are born with good bones will only be two or three years, and those who are weak will be ** years at most, and then go up to the martial arts master, and the great martial arts master, and Wuzun. Martial arts scholars are divided into swords, sticks, fists, three categories, in fact, if I stayed in the temple and practiced martial arts well, how can I say that I am also a great martial artist now, oh, by the way, there are also immortal cultivators, demon refiners, seven underworld apprentices, immortal cultivators and demon refiners are all people who deal with the gods and monsters as the name suggests, and the immortal cultivators are divided into heavenly and earthly ways, and each Taoist method is divided into scattered immortals, true immortals, Xuan immortals, golden immortals, Daluo golden immortals, Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Xian, several levels, as for the demon refiner, it is relatively unpopular, legend has it that they live in seclusion in the mountains and forests and love to eat human flesh, like to drink human blood, there is only one way to cultivate, absorb the demon qi in the demon corpse, and transform it into their own power, it is also divided into several levels, respectively, ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, and then I don't know. ”

"Gotta come on, I said that you, a monk, stole so much knowledge from there?" Sun Wukong covered his somewhat sore head, but not to mention, since the tight spell on his head disappeared, he was still a little uncomfortable.

"It's not stealing, it's just reading a book when you're bored, so where did you go from?"

"I, I used to be the Monkey King, but now I have been sealed with mana by Rulai and defeated the world, but it doesn't matter, when I find a way to break the seal, I will definitely fight with him again, by the way, which dynasty is it now?"

"The dynasty is now the 128th year of the reign, and it is also the hundred and twenty-eighth year after the end of the War of the Three Realms. ”

"The Battle of the Three Realms?" Sun Wukong decided for the first time at this time that he was like a fool and had nothing useful in his head.

"The battle of the Three Realms refers to the joint efforts of the heavenly realm and the human world to fight against the Demon Prison, and this battle has finally ended with the victory of the Alliance of Humans and Gods, but the remnants of the Demon Prison are still in the human world to cause chaos, and the one who takes the lead is called the Great Sage of Pingtian. ”

"Pingtian Great Sage, that stupid cow, hey, where did this Rulai beat me?" Sun Wukong didn't speak, closed his eyes and took a nap.

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