Chapter 187: The time is not right, the Monkey King is three hundred years old

The clouds have collected and the rain has passed, and the mountains are high and the water is cold. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info warm wind through the forest, smoke and fog. When the bleak evening rain stopped, the golden crow just fell, and Chen Xian also turned back to Yong'an City.

"Alas......" Standing under the eaves of the palace, looking at the gradually dimming sky, Chen Xian couldn't help but let out a long sigh, he now has a feeling that the fox has not been soaked, but he has a feeling of being in a commotion: he was originally invited by the three demons of the Bull Demon King, the Lion Camel King, and the Macaque King to act, but he had a fake fight with the Qingshan Dao people, and he attracted such a strong man as the Jingguang Dao people, which was really unlucky!

"It seems that you can't sleep and molt in the short term!" Chen Xian was a little irritable in his heart, originally thinking that he would sleep and molt as soon as it was over at this time, and then go to the Falling Moon Lake to receive the Sanli Daxian under his command, not wanting to have another Jinguang Dao person, how to break things and rush one by one.

"King, it's so late today, why haven't you slept yet?" Hu Yue'e, who had just come out of a palace, saw Chen Xian standing at the door of the Longmian Palace and hurriedly saluted and greeted her, but she was very strange in her heart, why did the king of Xindao go out for a trip, why did his schedule change after he came back?

"My heart is congested, I don't want to sleep!" Chen Xian replied, he was afraid that he would never wake up again if he fell asleep.

"Since the king doesn't want to sleep, then the slave will accompany you to play a game of chess!" Hu Yue'e proposed.

"You don't have to accompany me, go down and cultivate!" Chen Xian waved his hand and said, for this goblin with the blood of a nine-tailed fox and great potential, he still hoped that it could grow up quickly.

"Yes, my lord. Hu Yue'e bowed and then retreated.

After a long night of slow and unintentional sleep, Chen Xian wanted to go to the Lianxiang Mansion to find his double cultivation, but he was afraid that in the process of cultivation, the Jinguang Dao people would suddenly come to the door, so he had to give up.

"It's really 'unparalleled blessings, disasters are not one-way'!" Chen Xian sighed secretly in his heart, it was annoying enough to provoke Jinguang Dao people, but now he can't even do love, it can be regarded as a second disaster!

After being stunned for a while, Chen Xian reflexively entered the Dragon Sleep Palace, sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated on his qi, refining his body, which can be regarded as passing the time!

There was nothing to do all night, and when the light was shining, Chen Xian got up. The higher his cultivation, the smaller the progress in his cultivation in a day, and he hardly felt any progress.

I thought about it for a long time in bed, and it wasn't until the third pole in the morning that Hu Yue'e brought clean water to wash up, and Chen Xian got up from the bed.

"Tell the king, there is a monkey demon outside the palace gate, claiming to be the messenger of the Monkey King, and sent an invitation!"

Chen Xianxin said what the hell is the monkey doing, he actually learned to send invitations? With a gesture of his hand, the invitation card held by the guard fell into his hand, and after opening it and scanning his eyes, he waved his hand to let the guard retreat.

After the guards retreated, Chen Xian's brows furrowed tightly, feeling that he had been tricked by time again.

Originally, according to Chen Xian's calculations, the current melee between the princes of the Southern Ganbu Continent should be about 300 BC, and there are still seventy or eighty years before the monkey goes to heaven to be Bi Ma Wen (Monkey was born in 578 BC, and the life and death book says that he died at the age of 342, and then he went to heaven as Bi Ma Wen, which was 236 years), and he didn't want the Monkey King to send an invitation to let him know that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Seven days later, Sun Wukong was about to celebrate his 300th birthday, recalling that when he was making trouble in the underworld, his life and death contained his "natural stone monkey, should live 342 years old, and die well", that is to say, in another 42 years, the monkey will go to heaven.

"Alas, it seems that the time of Journey to the West is not the same as that of the earth, and it is bad news!" Chen Xian felt very painful, this was simply a fatal chicken, it hurt.

However, "Misfortune and fortune are relied on, and fortune and misfortune are lurking", although it is bad news that Sun Wukong will celebrate his 300th birthday in seven days, but after thinking about it, how can it not be good news, at least it makes Chen Xian's grasp of the plot of Journey to the West clearer, knowing that in another forty-two years, the monkey will go to heaven for 15 years to be Bi Ma Wen, and then the lower realm, and then the second heavenly palace, the official worships Qi Tian, and he has been idle for a while and went to be the steward of Pan Taoyuan and began to steal peaches. Hey, looking at the time this way, it's much clearer.

"I wonder if the monkey has only been pressed under the Five Elements Mountain for more than 500 years!" There was such a big bug in time, Chen Xian had to suspect that Wang Mang's new policy and Zhenguan's thirteen years were really only five hundred years, but where did they go in the middle 132 years?

"It seems that Rulai and the monkey are the same, they can't know how to count!" Chen Xian, who couldn't think clearly, only explained like this, and when he wanted to let Guanyin go to the east to find the essence man, he said, "Since the ape An Tian, I don't know the years, and I don't know how many years in the mortal world", which is similar to the monkey answering the question of the Bodhisattva when he went up the mountain for a few years, "The disciple was originally ignorant, and I don't know how many seasons." I only remember that there was no fire under the stove, and I often went to the back of the mountain to collect firewood, and I saw a mountain of good peach trees, and I ate seven full peaches there.

"Could it be that the monkey is the lost son of Rulai and Guanyin as those boring people in later generations speculated? The loving mother is strict with his father, so Guanyin often helps the monkey to survive the disaster, and Rulai directly makes the monkey suffer?" Chen Xian thought a little viciously, but he also knew that it was impossible, and the beginning of "Journey to the West" said that the monkey was in the beginning of the world, born and raised, without father and mother.

Sun Wukong is three hundred years old, as a brother, Chen Xian has no reason not to go, after telling Hu Qiuyue to go to the treasure house to find a suitable gift, he went to the imperial garden alone.

"Presumably that Jinguang Daoist will do it on my way to the monkey's birthday banquet!" Walking in the palace garden, Chen Xian frowned and thought: There are 100,000 mercenaries in Yong'an City, and there are various formations and prohibitions, as long as Jin Guang is not stupid, he will not be hard, he wants to deal with himself, he can only intercept halfway.

"Hey, whoever gets who doesn't have to be!" Chen Xianyin smiled, and slowly walked into the imperial garden, but he thought of a countermeasure, presumably he would not refuse to eliminate the monsters of Xiniu Hezhou such as the Buddhist bald donkey, the Bull Demon King, etc., it doesn't matter if he can't beat the golden light, if there is a demon who can beat him.

After entering the Imperial Garden, he explored the cultivation status of the Lower Wood Spirit Flower Demon, and found that with the support of his massive number of spirit stones, these goblins had reached the realm of the Nine Major Consummations of Qi Refining, and they could start building a foundation at any time.

"It's really a good fate!" After seeing the cultivation speed of these wood spirit flower demons, Chen Xian sighed for a while, thinking that he was a snake, lacking resources, relying on the cultivation of absorbing the thin aura of heaven and earth, and his daily progress was so weak that he could not be counted, how could it be compared to these plants and trees that he carefully cared for.

"Building a foundation is a realm of laying a foundation, not focusing on speed, I hope you can take it seriously and spend ten years building a foundation, so that the foundation will be extremely solid, and you can go further on the road of cultivation in the future......" After passing the cultivation exercises of the foundation building stage of the Ten Demons "Qingdi Jue", Chen Xian explained the essentials of building a foundation for them, hoping that they would avoid detours.

Rustling, the branches and leaves of the ten flowers and trees in the garden are windless and automatic, as if they are responding to Chen Xian.