Chapter 2: The Spark Burns

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500 kilometers southwest of Huaguo Mountain, there is a verdant mountain with an altitude of 3,000 meters. Looking down from the high-altitude clouds, I saw that the top of this mountain is open, a horse is flat, there is a black and white lake in the middle of the mountaintop, the water vapor is filled, like an unfolded human skin, hidden in the large pine green screen.

This lake is called Laang Wrong. The lake is half black and half white, and the size of the lake is about 100 square kilometers.

In the black water, there is no grass on the shore, black ice edges and unknown bones and stumps can be seen everywhere, and the entire water surface is like a pool of dead pools that swallow people, unfathomable, mysterious and terrifying.

Occasionally, a small cluster of small dark brown flames will appear in the slight waves, and after a few jumps, they will disappear into the invisible sight of the naked eye.

The black and white lake water blends with each other in an S-shape, but does not interfere with each other, and when you look closely, it is like an unfolding yin and yang diagram.

However, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is just an ordinary mountain lake that can no longer be ordinary.

The mountains and rivers are no different from other places, and the lakes are also calm and a little quiet.

Around the lake, the scenery is beautiful, and in the murmuring of beautiful trees, you can occasionally see four or five thick white horses, pouring down from the canyon ravine, rumbling and powerfully pouring into the silence.

The only thing that makes people feel strange is that no matter how much water is injected into the four or five surrounding streams, the lake blended with black and white has never grown a little bit, nor has it disturbed half of the color, white is white, black is black, as if water and fire are incompatible, and they are mutually restrictive, as if the water in the lake can never be satisfied.

It's noon.

"Bang!

With two loud muffled sounds, a huge column of water more than ten zhang high and four or five zhang wide suddenly exploded on the surface of the white lake, instantly tearing apart the peace of this moment.

Whoa!

Bang Bang Bang!

In the sky, in the splash of water the size of a basin, a vigorous figure jumped out from under the water, a beautiful roll in the air, and an arrow shot to a height of more than 100 meters.

Sou!

A white cloud the size of a millstone, dragging its long tail, came out of nowhere, moving like a rabbit, and fell at his feet very appropriately.

Shout!

In the sky, he lightly stepped on the somersault cloud with his left foot, and his body rotated 360 degrees, shaking off a cloud of mist.

"Wow, it's so fun to be cold and hot for a while! It's so comfortable!" In the cry, I saw him stretch out his hands and scratch his ears and cheeks, and his golden hair was like a golden needle, standing upright in the sun, looking outstanding and radiant.

"Hmph! It's just a broken monkey! dare to be arrogant!" a slightly hoarse voice faintly came from under the surface of the water, and then dissipated into the air.

"You, you, you, you're really angry with my grandson!" The guy who stepped on the somersault cloud gritted his teeth angrily when he heard this, his eyes were full of gold stars, and his whole body was upside down with monkey hair.

Who is this monkey?

It is the Monkey King who once made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and now he is fighting to defeat the Buddha: Sun Wukong is also.

"Little fence, quickly give my grandson a death!" In the laughter and scolding, I saw him grabbing a mountain in the distance, and in the sound of cracking the mountain rocks, a mountain larger than the lake under his feet was broken by him Qi Shengsheng from the halfway up the mountain, and the rumbling sound wave crushed, and in a cloud of soot, it flew majestically in front of him.

"Hehe, it's really a big lump!" Looking at the behemoth flying in front of him, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the monkey hair on the back of his right hand, his eyes were full of joy, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he couldn't help laughing.

Click, click...

Boom, boom...

From time to time, large and torn boulders fell from the sky, booming into the lake, splashing large patches of water.

"Hahaha... He looked up to the sky and laughed proudly, and the sound shook the sky, so that the birds and beasts that were spreading their wings and flying thousands of meters in the air were messy, and almost dropped a few stupid birds.

"Let's go, kids!" he spread his arms, urging the supreme mana.

In the midst of the wild laughter, I saw that under the instigation and domination of mana, brown fine lines appeared strangely out of thin air on the huge mountain.

In the wind howling, the brown fine lines were like a subtle dragon, carrying a trace of fire, quickly spreading and blooming on the mountains at an unstoppable speed, and in the blink of an eye, the huge mountains in front of them, which originally covered half of the sky, suddenly became like a spider grid, dense, criss-crossed, and then in the boom and boom, they cracked into thousands of irregular mountains and rocks of different sizes.

Looking at the dense mountains and rocks in front of him, his monkey eyes blinked a little, and with a light click, he saw that the thousands of mountains and rocks were controlled by his mind, and then they were concave, bulging, distorted, and deformed, and in the blink of an eye, they all changed into the strange appearance of a large group of stone monkeys.

"Hahaha! It's so fun! It's so fun!" Looking at the stone monkeys in front of him, he clapped his legs and laughed, and he was very happy, and even applauded his bizarre idea.

Halfway through, he stopped laughing, turned his head and looked around a little shyly, his eyes rolled, and suddenly he seemed to remember something again, and said to himself: "Little fence, since you like fire so much, then I'll add another good fire to you today!" After speaking, his mouth opened into a 0 shape, his monkey eyes were lowered, and he stood quietly in the void, quietly waiting for something.

"Huh, where are you going to die!" After waiting for a while, he looked a little impatient when he saw that nothing appeared. With a flicker, another identical figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Where are you hiding?" the other shook his head, reaching out to pinch Goku's chin, then raised his head and looked carefully into his mouth for a few moments.

"Hey, really not!" The doppelganger searched carefully for a while, and almost turned into his mouth to look for it, but unfortunately, he found nothing. He pouted helplessly at Goku, shrugged his shoulders, and then shook his whole body, then turned into a monkey hair and disappeared into thin air.

Wukong is calm and unmoved.

He's a lot more patient now than he used to be.

A few seconds later.

Just as he heard the soft sound of "Wow!", a blue flame the size of a grain of rice suddenly came out of Goku's right ear, beating, shining, and slowly floating in front of him.

"Hey, long time no see, little fire!" he winked at the azure millet grain, and suddenly said something very gently.

"Hmph!" the little flame jumped up and down restlessly, as if in protest, as if in response to him.

"Little Fire!"

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the millet grain suddenly skyrocketed to the size of dozens of centimeters, only to hear a soft snort, the soaring small flames shook a little hot body, jumping and blooming in the void, and gradually conjured up an egg-sized bare-ass child.

"Say, bare-ass Smurf, when the hell did you hide in my body, and how did you hide there?" Goku glared at a pair of monkey eyes, pointing at the small flames, grinning with a threatening face.

The bare-ass kid seemed to be listening to Goku intently, but as if he didn't understand anything, he shook his little face, which was a little blurry, and shook a burst of flames at Goku, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Huh, you can't speak, haven't you become a good yet?" Wukong muttered to himself.

"Woo, Woo!" the little flame jumped up and down a few times, not knowing whether to express approval or protest?

"Is it in Lao Jun's gossip furnace, or is it when you cross the Flaming Mountain?" he scratched the back of his hand in confusion, thought about it, and muttered in a low voice: "Could it be Aladdin's fire in the heart of the earth?"

"Whew!" the bare-ass kid seemed a little excited when he heard the last sentence, he vaguely waved his little fist, and the little blue flame swayed a few times, and then turned to calm.