If Sun Dakong is described in better words, it will be like this: 'This is a staunch XX class XX warrior, with the spirit of overcoming all difficulties, not afraid of sacrifice, and able to overcome all difficulties'

If you use ugly words to describe Sun Dakong, it will be like this: 'This is a guy with a strong plan, who will not give up until he achieves his goal, he is just a piece of kraft candy and a cockroach that cannot be killed!'

When he was four years old, Sun Dakong fell in love with the three-and-a-half-year-old Mao Niuer next door, so he snatched the lollipop that Mao Niuer had just eaten two bites, swallowed it in one gulp, and occupied Mao Niu'er's heart from then on.

When she was seven years old, Sun Dakong used scissors to cut off the pigtails that Mao Niuer had accumulated for seven years and became the person she hated the most.

At the age of fourteen, Sun Dakong beat away all the suitors of Mao Niuer with his fist, and then became the person she hated the most by passing three embarrassing notes every day.

When she was twenty-four years old, Mao Niuer found that Sun Dakong, who she once hated and hated, turned out to be the person she loved the most, so she became Mrs. Sun.

For this day, Sun Dakong has been planning for 20 years, starting from 'smashing and robbing', to entering Gao Chao with a small note love letter with first-class warmth and writing, and then spending ten years to return to the basics and set things right, and finally achieve positive results.

Mao Niuer also perfectly experienced a Qiong Ma-style love story of 'hate to the depths and love is strong'.

This is Sun Dakong, in his previous life, he carried the name of the brick family, spanning several fields, playing with research topics, defrauding funds, and subsidizing students from poor families, and doing a basket of contradictions for good and bad things.

Some people say that he is an academic scoundrel, and some people worship him as Teacher Sun, but in the eyes of Mrs. Mao Niuer, her husband is a cunning pursuer, but she is in love with this cunning.

Even in this other world full of unknown dangers, after Sun Dakong experienced the initial shock, he quickly calmed down and squinted his eyes to observe carefully.

Since coming into this world, he has been conceived in stone, and it is also a multicolored stone......

In this world, naturally occurring rain clouds are not allowed to rain......

The mountains below were lush with flowers and fruits, and Sun Dakong saw some kind of primate running and jumping in the mountains and forests......

Familiar with the scene in front of you, huh?

The easternmost side of this mountain, which is covered with flowers and fruits, is the sea, and the multicolored stones are just above the sea, and the shadows are very clear and clear.

Sun Dakong is confirming his memory, as a lover of classical literature, he can still remember the opening paragraph of Journey to the West.

"On that mountain, just at the top, there is a fairy stone. Its stone is three feet six feet five inches high, and has two feet and four feet around the circle. Three zhang six feet five inches high, according to the three hundred and sixty-five degrees of the week, two zhang four feet around the circle, according to the political calendar twenty-four qi. There are nine holes and eight holes, according to the nine palace gossip. There are no trees on all sides to shade it, and there are Zhilan on the left and right......"

According to the content of the book memorized, Sun Dakong corresponded to the reflection on the sea surface one by one.

The immortal stone that appeared on the surface of the sea really had seventeen orifices, the direction was mysterious, if it made sense, and each aperture was like a person's mouth and nose, slowly breathing and breathing.

Every time the immortal stone breathed in, the mountain covered with flowers and fruits below would have a faint Lan Qi breeze thrown into it, and finally transformed into a multicolored light that entered his body.

The mountains are like mothers, and the fairy stones are like the placenta of amniotic fluid, in this world where even the rain clouds are controlled, but there is no restraint to feed his hairy body.

“...... This mountain is the ancestral vein of the ten continents, the dragon of the three islands, since the opening of the turbidity and standing, Hongmeng judgment into a ......"

Sun Dakong sighed: "Sure enough, it's Huaguo Mountain!"

The Three Realms are right and wrong, and the unlucky first mountain!

Maybe the Monkey King in the book is so heroic in the eyes of many people, but Sun Dakong knows very well that Sun Dasheng or Sun Xingzhi is just a chess piece from beginning to end.

When he was in the Heavenly Palace, he was a chess piece, and on the way to the west, he was a chess piece, and when he became a fighting Buddha, he just became a larger chess piece that had little use value.

If he had a choice, Sun Dakong would rather travel to a wealthy family in Nanbu Zhou to be a small landlord, rowing a small boat to pick lotus pods when it is hot, and drinking wine to tease the women of his own family when it is cold.

"In my life, I occupied the stone monkey spirit body, so will Sun Wukong still appear?

Journey to the West is a bit of a pity if there is no Monkey King, if the Monkey King who broke through the sky still has a chance to appear, how can I get along with him?"

Sun Dakong has no interest in being a Monkey King, but he is very interested in Monkey King, after all, he has been obsessed with Sun Dasheng since he was in elementary school, and now that he has come to the Westward Journey World, how sorry would it be if he couldn't see Sun Dasheng?

Huaguo Mountain doesn't seem to be willing to be silent, the natural rain cloud last time was actually the condensation of the mist and earth qi in the mountain, but it was blown away by the wind before it rained.

Wisps of pale cyan mist emerged from Huaguo Mountain, forming natural rain clouds again, this time probably because there were enough of them, and finally a drizzle fell, but that was the end of it, there were boundless winds coming from the nine heavens, quickly blowing away these naturally formed rain clouds.

"The power that controls the world is not absolute, and this is in line with dialectics. So if the forces of nature are strong enough, they can get out of control and be free?"

Sun Dakong turned his brain and set his eyes on the Nine Heavens.