Hidden Mountain Demon

Chapter 228 Doubtful clouds surround my heart

Seeing Ban Cang staring at him, the Monkey King smiled knowingly, and said: "My supernatural power, whether it is beasts and birds in the mountains, or fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs in the water, as long as anyone who is panting, just catch a little bit of breath, Then look at its appearance, behavior and speech, and memorize it in your heart, you can change it as you wish, and then no matter your body shape, appearance, breath or smell, they will be the same, my virtuous brother wants to learn from it?"

When the monkey king said this, he stopped talking and poured wine for himself.

After listening to the monkey king's words, Ban Cang knew that it was the supernatural power he was looking for all along, not some kind of illusion.

But upon hearing the last words of the Monkey King, Ban Cang hesitated, shook his head, and stopped the question that was about to blurt out.

Supernatural powers and spells are related to the heel of a demon. I just met the Monkey King. Although we became brothers, our friendship is still shallow. If I learn supernatural powers, according to the popular saying in the wild, I will owe the Monkey King karma.

Speaking of cause and effect, when I was in Qijue Ridge, I heard Chixuan and Jiangliang big monsters say that although Ban Cang didn't completely believe it was as mysterious as in the legend, those big monsters who had been famous for a long time believed it, obviously they also believed it. It's not groundless.

Besides, there is no such thing as a free lunch, Ban Cang still has a sense of propriety.

With an idea in mind, Ban Cang stopped asking, changed the subject, and talked about what he had seen and heard in the wilderness.

Seeing that Ban Cang didn't ask further questions, the Monkey King showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, but it passed by briefly, and then he told Ban Cang some interesting stories about the wilderness, and his insights on practice.

The Monkey King has no scruples in his words, he has practiced for a long time and is quite knowledgeable, it seems that whenever Ban Cang wants to ask, the Monkey King will answer it, and every time he hits the point and talks for a while, Ban Cang is a little afraid to talk to him .

The atmosphere under the tree was silent for a while, just at this time, one of the two pots of spirit wine brought by Ban Cang had bottomed out.

Seeing this, Ban Cang hurriedly carried another jar of spiritual wine and said, "Brother is really good at drinking."

"Hey, brother, wait a moment." The Monkey King stopped Ban Cang from opening the mud seal, and said, "My brother's spiritual wine is full of spiritual energy, it's rare to see it, how can I drink it all today, I just brewed it last month A cellar of fruit wine, brother, try it."

Before Ban Cang could reply, Jin Jing'er, who was standing by Monkey Dynasty, waved his hand, and the latter went into the cave, and came out holding a jug of wine after a while.

"Young brother, try my handicraft."

Ban Cang took the bowl of fruit wine poured by the Monkey King, saw the wine was light yellow, like amber, took a sip, left the fragrance on the lips and teeth, Ban Cang tasted the marrow, knowing that this fruit wine is also a kind of spirit wine, so he was not restrained, 'Gulu... Gulu..." He drank a large bowl of wine in one go.

The wine enters the stomach and turns into pure aura, which travels along the meridians and bones. After a while, the whole body feels extremely comfortable, and there is a mysterious feeling in it.

Ban Cang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and savored carefully.

This feeling is very strange, Ban Cang feels a few breaths, only to feel that the soul is clear and thoughtful.

It's just that this spirit wine seems a bit expensive!

"Ah, it smells so good and tastes so good. What kind of wine is this? It's definitely the best wine I've ever had."

Ban Cang used three times in a row to amused the Monkey King, and also smiled back: "My dear brother, I also like to hear what my elder brother loves the most."

The Monkey King drank a bowl of wine by himself, smashed it and said: "This wine is called Immortal Drunk. The wine has been stored for a hundred years. It was originally brewed by some immortal cultivators in the west of the Great Wilderness. I added some Western Wilderness to it. The unique spiritual fruit, after coming to Yunmeng Mountain, added gold-patterned peaches, which were just taken out a few days ago, and there is only one of them in the wilderness, my brother, you are very lucky."

The rich aroma of wine echoed under the tree, and the two demons chatted happily, and the golden crow fell to the west without knowing it.

Ban Cang looked up at the sky with a slightly drunk face, got up and cupped his hands towards the Monkey King, and said, "Today, Brother Duo Meng received you warmly. If you are free in the future, you can come to Nanshan, and let me fulfill the friendship of the host and guest."

"Hahaha, if I have free time in the future, I will definitely go to Nanshan to see Xiandi mountain farm."

The two demons with smiles bid farewell, and after a long while, Ban Cang walked down the Rotten Peach Mountain with Zhang Ke and Bi Weng.

Under the peach tree on the mountainside, the monkey king was expressionless, with a pair of golden eyes gleaming, as if he had passed through dozens of miles of mountain roads, staring at the back of Ban Cang from a distance.

After Ban Cang left Rotten Peach Mountain and the maze of protecting the mountain folded up again, the Monkey King let out a vague breath just now.

Talking with Ban Cang under the peach tree today, the Monkey King answered every question, but in fact he still concealed something.

Back then when I was in the Western Wilderness, I ran into that senior from the demon race and left a prophecy for me. At that time, I was tempted to see the words monkey and leopard mentioned in the prophecy, and I also deliberately asked about it.

Afterwards, the senior thought for a long time, and said a word: "Both of these are your great opportunity, and you are also your lord of calamity. If you meet both, the great calamity will begin!"

At that moment, the Monkey King felt the pain of a few knives stabbed in his chest, and hurriedly asked if there was a way to avoid it.

As a result, the Yaozu senior stared at him for a long time, and smiled coldly: "I can't hide, I can't avoid it. If I get through it, I will have a great fortune with you. If I can't get through it, I will sink into it, and I will be punished by ten thousand blades. Limbs turned to ashes."

The monkey king was terrified when he heard the words, and when he was anxious to continue to question, he was swung away by the senior.

A few days ago, when Ban Cang first arrived at Nanshan, the Monkey King saw it from a distance, and he felt an inexplicable whim in his heart, and immediately thought of the prophecy stuck in his heart.

Afterwards, he changed into Jin Jing'er and went to Nanshan to participate in the feast of Kaifu. The closer he got in touch with Ban Cang, the more inexplicable feeling he felt in his heart.

Today Ban Cang worships the mountain, but instead of going to greet him, he sends anxious golden-eyed children to greet him, why doesn't he have the naive idea of ​​wanting to delay the time of meeting.

It turned out to be contrary to expectations, the majestic Nanshan Peak Master was not angry at this rude behavior, and naturally he did not wave away. His usually stinky golden eyes were also strangely tight, and he did not speak any words, and he was quite honest along the way.

Looking up at the misty sky, the Monkey King glanced at the golden eyes sneakily licking the remaining juice from the wine bowl, and sighed in his heart: "The calamity, this is the calamity, I don't know what the catastrophe is. ?”

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Ban Cang, who walked down the Rotten Peach Mountain, was in a mess, even though he just drank the spiritual wine that could soothe his mind not long ago, but when he thought of everything he encountered today, he felt something was wrong.

Taoism is not taught lightly, and when monsters talk about Taoism on weekdays, most of them are superficial, and they will never talk about it in detail.

Just like when the great sage of Yunmeng spread the method of demon cultivation widely, many monsters came to listen to the lecture, and they also held the ceremony of master and apprentice.

Even the monsters who go out to travel the world have to bear the title of Yunmeng Monster Cultivator, and are involved in the grievances of Yunmeng Mountain.

Today, the old monkey king couldn't help but tell himself some subtleties of Taoism in his words, and it was Chunchun who induced him to ask, so as to achieve the act of asking, which is clearly an act of making himself owe a great cause and effect.

But with today's incident, Ban Cang also dispelled the idea that the Monkey King was a monster with ulterior motives in those mountains.

Maybe the Monkey King has other plans, but they are definitely different from those in the mountain field. After all, the Monkey King's goal is himself, and he knows nothing about the secrets of Yunmeng Mountain.

If you just want to explore the secrets of Yunmeng Mountain from yourself, there are many ways, but you will never use this method of causal involvement.

After all, if the Monkey King passed on the Taoism that he had realized alone to himself, for the Monkey King, preaching would become the cause. .

"Strange, what exactly does this old monkey want to do?"

"master?"

Seeing Ban Cang stop, staring at the side of the road in silence, Bi Weng and Zhang Ke looked at each other and asked cautiously.

"Go, don't go back now, you two follow me to the main mountain."

(End of this chapter)