"Squeak squeak~~squeak squeak~~~"

Under the cliff, as the sand and stones rolled down, it seemed to alarm something, and countless screams came out. ＋＋＋＋

Sounds like a monkey.

It's a monkey!

In the blink of an eye, a monkey covered in golden hair came out and grinned at the bottom, so the "squeak" cries stopped, and the monkey with the same golden hair cowered back.

The golden retriever monkey that emerged was obviously the first class of the monkey king.

It turned its head triumphantly and looked up, and the monkey's face was full of doubt.

Behind it, the cliff flattened out, and even though it was still sloping to the ground, it was covered with green trees.

These green trees are not lush, but they are strangely fruit trees, with more or less green or full fruits hanging on them, and it is no wonder that a group of monkeys inhabit here.

After retiring the group, the monkey king scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and finally couldn't help his curiosity, grabbed the protruding stones on the cliff, grew trees diagonally, and climbed upwards slowly.

After a few moments, the tribes and fruit trees behind the Monkey King faded away, hidden in the waves-like mountains, and in front of him, a platform protruded from the cliff.

Seeing the protruding cliff, the Monkey King's face flashed with joy, and his movements became more agile, and he climbed up in three or two times.

The next moment, one arm hung on the protruding platform, and the monkey king turned over with a heel.

In front of it, a humanoid stone statue appeared, looking out in the easternmost direction.

Whether it's the shape of the body or the invisible. But any creature who sees a stone statue can feel despair and nostalgia. It seems that they are all silently rendering to see through the eastern sky. Always looking at the other side of the world, looking for something......

"Squeak~"

When the Monkey King saw that the stone statue was fine, he excitedly flipped over several heels on the spot, and the last one rose high, and when it fell, it fell lightly and silently, and landed right on the shoulder of the stone statue, as if it had been practiced countless times.

It's been rehearsed countless times.

The Monkey King rubbed against the stone statue's shoulder, as if looking for a comfortable position. Then he curled up comfortably, his eyes half-squinted, as if he were about to fall asleep.

With its current size, the humanoid stone statue is just the size of an ordinary person, and it is just a matter of getting used to it.

The Monkey King can't remember when it started to develop such a habit, but when he first saw this stone statue, he was still a little monkey who didn't know anything, and now. It grew from a small child to the strongest monkey king in the entire monkey group, with seventy-two wives......

Ethnic group. Wife...... These things that the Monkey King had been striving for in the past few years suddenly made him feel very bored, and staying with them was far less comfortable than curling up on the shoulders of the stone statues.

Father...... , such a concept, the monkey king has never had, it just knows that it is very comfortable like this, so comfortable that it hopes to go on like this for the rest of its life.

"Squeak~"

The Monkey King suddenly woke up, his eyes widened, and he let out a threatening cry.

This is its territory, and no other monkey or its wife is allowed to come to the tribe, let alone other creatures.

Apart from......

The Monkey King's eyes narrowed again, and he saw a bird with beautiful green feathers descend and occupy the other side of his shoulder.

The Monkey King flicked his tail, even if he said hello, and then re-entered a half-dreaming and half-awake state as if nothing had been born.

This kingfisher bird came before it, and it has long been accustomed to sharing this - home with it.

The kingfisher also ignored the Monkey King, bouncing up and down on the stone statue's shoulder, as if measuring something with its two tender yellow paws.

After hesitating for a long time, it gave up and couldn't find a good place to put its nest.

Here, the kingfisher bird feels very comfortable and safe, and every once in a while, it flies back and chatters into the stone statue as if it can understand it.

Now it's going to lay eggs, it needs a warm nest, it needs a place where it feels safe......

The Kingfisher, like the Monkey King, never thought of jumping on top of the stone statue, let alone building a nest on it. Although, it's a good nesting location no matter how you look at it.

It's just that they all know that as long as they stand on top of the stone statue, they will be infected by an indescribable force, inexplicably sad, inexplicably weeping, inexplicably painful and desperate......

This kind of thing, when they were very small, they knew it.

The initial impression of them was so strong that in the years that followed, I shuddered when I thought about it, and never tried it again.

If they had been a little bolder, it would not be difficult to see that the sorrow that had shrouded them there, as if they could infect everything, had long since dissipated silently.

"Click~~"

There was a crisp sound, and something seemed to be cracking.

Tiny sand and gravel rolled down, rolled off the platform, smashed down on the cliff and bounced up, causing an echoing sound, like the sound that had alarmed the Monkey King before, like a sigh.

The monkey king, who had habitually fallen into a deep sleep, woke up together, and immediately, whether it was a monkey or a bird's face, a look called panic appeared.

In their eyes, the stone statue that had previously looked normal was undergoing a surprising change.

Cobwebs spread, and countless tiny cracks crawled all over the stone statue. The cracks roamed like living creatures, not sparing any spot on the statue.

The cracking sound and the sand and stones splashed down came from the stone statue itself.

In a panic, the Monkey King climbed down from the stone statue in embarrassment, and crawled off the protruding platform, and reluctantly, re-emerged on the platform, staring nervously at the changes in the stone statue.

The kingfisher spread its wings and flew away, and not far away, it chirped loudly and circled above the stone statue and the platform.

"Hey~~"

A sigh arose.

"Three years~"

"It's been three years~~"

It was a man's voice. It was very jerky at first. It's as if two stones are rubbing. It is desolate.

Subsequently, the voice gradually mellowed, but the vicissitudes of life contained in it were like old wine being aged, invisibly infecting the Monkey King and the Kingfisher.

"I see...... But that's ......."

Singing and sighing, the man's voice seemed to come from three years ago, with an indescribable taste and enlightenment. There is also stubbornness, implying pride, such as a tall tree that has gone through storms and thunder and lightning, and has been rejuvenated after washing, overlooking proudly.

"Click~~click~~~"

The cracking sound was dense to the extreme, and an invisible wind suddenly rose, surrounding the stone statue, rolling up the rubble and smoke, which appeared turbid and violent, as if to sweep away the depression that had been precipitated for three years.

Kingfishers fly even higher. The Monkey King blocked his eyes with his paws.

They who were closest to this shock, even if they had exhausted all their strength, could not see the center of the storm. What is going on?

"Ahhh~~~~~h

Suddenly—

A long roar came out, just like an arrow rising into the sky, and like a boulder smashing heavily into the abyss under the cliff.

The Monkey King and the Kingfisher really saw that in the very center of the storm, a column of spirit wolf smoke rose straight up, breaking through everything, as if it had been silent for three years, just for the explosion of this moment.

The next moment, the kingfisher fell sharply, as if there were countless invisible hands about to drag it down;

The next moment, the Monkey King couldn't help but pounce forward, as if there was another strong monkey on the platform, and wanted to drag it up to play together.

A bird and a monkey, the former was so frightened that he flapped his wings and broke them, and the latter even rolled and crawled, and almost fell to his head.

They retreated to the point where they could barely see the platform and the stone statues, and watched from afar as the storm spread, and the entire space seemed to collapse towards the center.

Suddenly, an indescribable emotion that people called a sense of loss came to mind, and it felt as if something very important was being lost in the enclave.

"Rumble ~~Boom ~~~"

The sound of muffled noise, like muffled thunder rolling and angry, roared from the infinite horizon.

The aura of heaven and earth converged in the enclave, forming a huge whirlpool that spread over most of the cliffs and reached the heavenly dome, sweeping away the aura for a hundred miles, and collapsing towards the place where the stone statue was, as if there was a bottomless abyss there, which was being devoured endlessly.

The vast world was suppressed all of a sudden, and all the sounds were silent, as if they were expecting something and brewing something......

Suddenly—

"Boom!"

First tone.

"Boom Boom~~"

Second tone, third tone......

A loud sound like a groundbreaking, a thunder fell from the sky, passing through, a large number of cliffs shattered, countless boulders scorched black, countless earth and stones rolling down, the whole world was shrouded in thunder.

Strangely, whether it was the kingfisher or the monkey king, it seemed that they were being favored by some force, and everything was shocked, and they were not hurt in the slightest.

This kind of earth-destroying majesty, even if this cliff is special, cannot be concealed.

A few miles away, more than ten miles away, streamers rose into the sky, coming towards the place where the wind and clouds converged.

There is also an aura that has been silent for a long time, bursting like a dragon soaring, like a heavenly pillar optimus.

"Nine Deaths...... Nine Dead ......"

"If you don't have a heart like ashes, you won't regret what you talk about until you die. ”

"If you don't reach the place of true despair, if you don't reach the darkest place, how can the light be precious!"

"I see...... But that's ......."

Ning Feng opened his eyes and opened his arms, the thunder above his head was like a rage, and the hurricane swept into a frenzy around him, and he slowly embraced all this into his arms.

——Nine dead state of mind, Dacheng is complete!

"Xiwei, no matter where you are now, I will find you back, or, arrest you!"

Ning Feng raised his head, his eyes were slowly closed, and his whole body was radiating light, which was self-confident and firm.

"There are difficulties and dangers, why be afraid, even if there are tens of millions of people, I will go!"

"But that's it!"

Ning Feng didn't know how many times he spit out the words "but so", his true heart was clear, like the purest spar, which could not only illuminate himself, but also see thousands of miles.

Above its head, a drop of crystal, like the nectar of the sky, wrapped in a rich purple light, slowly descended...... (To be continued!)