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Chapter 1017 A Fateful Encounter ([-])
(Seven)

Thousands of peaks row halberds, and thousands of people open their screens.

There are many mountains and mountains, and thousands of valleys stretch.

The sun reflects the hazy light and locks the emerald green lightly, and the dark color is cold and green when the rain gathers.

There are many valleys surrounded by Zhilan, and moss grows everywhere on the cliffs.

The ancient trees are lush and lush, and at a glance, it is a land of beauty and beauty, and there must be some high-ranking people living here incognito.

Shengge was overjoyed, such a fairy mountain would not be justified if there were no immortals.

Besides, the map Zhinu gave her also points to this place.

She has the grace to save Zhinu, and the kind-hearted Zhinu will not deceive her young heart.

Shengge walked along the winding path to the deep forest, dense clouds and mist.

She counted with her fingers, and the immortal was at the end of the road.

If you make a mistake, treat it as if she didn't count.

Walking, walking, Shengge finally heard the human voice.

At first glance, it is a woodcutter with a hat on his head, a commoner coat on his body, a belt around his waist, grass shoes on his feet, and a steel ax in his hand.

Like a woodcutter, but also immortal.

"Watching chess Ke Lan, cutting wood Ding Ding, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley beside the clouds."

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"No clever tricks, no honor or disgrace, calm and prolong life."

Shengge continued in his heart very naturally, "Where we meet, there is either immortality or Taoism. Sit quietly and talk about "Huang Ting"."

Immediately afterwards, I heard the woodcutter recite this sentence.

Sheng Ge was stunned, is this really just a coincidence?

She had never had it in her memory, but she was able to pick it up very smoothly, this weird familiarity.

Could it be that this is her destined fate with the old god?

Well, it's not unreasonable.

"The old god came from the Xieyue Sanxing Cave in Fangcun Mountain, Lingtai?"

A sentence from the old fairy startled the woodcutter.

The woodcutter waved his hands again and again, "I'm not a fairy, I'm just an ordinary woodcutter, and I can barely survive by exchanging firewood for rice."

"God heard what you said, but it will kill my life."

Shengge covered her mouth again and again, feeling very apologetic.

It is worthy of being a fairy mountain, a paradise for immortals, where any woodcutter can speak the language of immortals and gods.

"That's what you said just now?" Sheng Ge asked.

The woodcutter threw down the ax in his hand, and scratched his head naively, "It was passed down from the ancestors, and it was passed down by word of mouth. I am used to singing a few words when chopping wood."

"Then have you heard of Patriarch Subhuti?" Sheng Ge asked.

"It is rumored that there is indeed a god in Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, who is very effective. You may be able to find it if you look for it."

Shengge bid farewell to the woodcutter, bumping around like headless flies in the mountains.

I don't know how many detours I took, but fortunately I stumbled and saw a cave.

The gate of the cave was closed tightly, and the square inch mountain of Lingtai, and the ten big characters of "Slanting Moon and Three Star Cave" came into view.

Shengge grinned, and there was really nowhere to find it, and it didn't take much effort to get it.

However, the cave door is closed tightly, weeds are overgrown, and the branches of the old tree are in disorder, blocking the cave door tightly.

Shengge was a little skeptical, is the fairy still in this fairy cave?
Singer Sheng hurriedly cleared the weeds, cut off the excess dead branches, and then clenched his small hands into fists and hammered on the hammer door, "Disciple Shengge came to pay homage to the teacher."

After knocking for a long time, just when Shengge felt that his little claws were about to fail, the stone door was opened from the inside, and a long sigh continued.

Shengge heard the complexity from this sigh.

Just like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, a kind of helplessness in the face of unchangeable reality.

Passing through the Qionglou in the deep pavilion, Shengge saw a fairy with white hair and beard sitting on the Yaotai.

"Disciple Sheng Ge pays homage to Patriarch."

Shengge fell down and kowtowed.

Patriarch Subhuti stared at Shengge steadfastly, and the light in his eyes flickered, as if he was looking at her past and present lives, and seemed to be looking at someone through her.

Shengge was at a loss, so he continued to kowtow.

After a while, Patriarch Subhuti raised his hand slightly, and a light force lifted Shengge up.

"Why do you want to be a teacher?"

Shengge replied without thinking, "I want to be the number one monkey in the world,"

"I want to cultivate, I want to have the immortal body like a fairy, with great power, and with a wave of my hand, mountains will collapse and the earth will crack, and mountains and seas will be overthrown."

The best monkey in the world?
Such an answer made Patriarch Subhuti's heart fluctuate slightly, and even his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Also ask the Patriarch to accept me."

She traveled across oceans and seas, trekking through mountains and rivers, and went through all kinds of hardships to find Patriarch Subhuti.

Patriarch Subhuti did not speak, but once again let out a long sigh.

"Do you know where the once number one monkey in the world is now?"

Patriarch Subhuti did not know why he would ask such a question.

Maybe it's too similar.

Another spirit monkey, yet again so arrogant and unruly.

The only difference is that this monkey is more human than when he first met Wukong.

Shengge nodded, "Being crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, I have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, eating the wind and drinking the dew."

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will never be as tragic as Monkey King."

Sheng Ge said that she cherished her life very much.

Tragic?
Patriarch Subhuti repeated in a low voice.

In this world, no one knows that Sun Wukong is his disciple.

"If you come under my sect, what do you most want to learn?"

"Learn the art of longevity."

Sheng Ge broke his mouth.

She often worries about the passage of time, and the short lifespan of monkey people.

She wanted to do too many things, and she was afraid that it would be too late.

As a monkey, you still have to have ideals, what if you really leave your name in the world with great vigor.

Patriarch Subhuti once again thought of the conversation he had with Monkey King hundreds of years ago.

Is it possible to live forever like this?

This is the question Sun Wukong asks him the most.

In the end, he passed on Sun Wukong's longevity method.

"You monkeys, do you want to live forever?"

Patriarch Subhuti thought as he thought, and asked.

Sheng Ge pursed her lips, "Not all of them."

"We are monkeys, and we also want everyone to fight for territory and food."

"Anyway, on the barren mountain where I was, I was the only one who wanted to practice."

Shengge is telling the truth.

For other monkeys, it just squeaks and squeaks.

Instead of thinking east and west, it is better to pick two more bananas and swing on the swing for a while.

"Can you snatch other monkeys?"

For some reason, Patriarch Subhuti became interested in exchanging greetings, as if he was really interested in the world of monkeys.

Shengge snorted softly. She could be said to be short or ugly, but she could never be said to be weak.

"I, beat all the monkeys invincible."

Shengge is very proud.

Patriarch Subhuti's eyebrows softened a bit.

When he saw the black iron rod that Sheng Ge was carrying behind him, Patriarch Subhuti's pupils suddenly shrank.

Gently beckoning, the iron rod rushed towards Patriarch Subhuti.

Patriarch Subhuti's mood became more complicated.

Is it destined?
The heaven and earth spirit monkey is the creation of heaven and earth.

Now there is another monkey that is so similar to Wukong, who is also apprenticed to him, has the same unruly temperament, and also holds a sea-fixing needle.

Heaven and earth spirits seldom appear in pairs like this.

Is this intentional by Heaven?
(End of this chapter)