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Wuzhishan.

Sun Wukong waited quietly within the seal, chatting with people in the chat group from time to time, and the resentment in his heart gradually subsided.

"The Buddha imprisoned me for so long, and the resentment in my heart did not subside. Why is it that chatting with ordinary people makes me feel comfortable and makes my resentment disappear?"

Sun Wukong was somewhat puzzled.

He was unaware that humans are social creatures and that communication is a basic need.

The Buddha's plan to imprison him here for five hundred years for reflection will not only fail to eliminate his resentment, but will also drive him mad.

Five hundred years of loneliness could drive even a normal immortal or god mad, let alone a demon who is inherently violent.

It can only be said that the methods used to subdue demons in this world are far too outdated.

Or perhaps, Buddha simply didn't want him to change!

If he changes, how will he carry out the subsequent methods of subduing demons and monsters?

Without follow-up measures, how can Buddhism appear to possess great supernatural powers?

Of course, Sun Wukong would never admit that the most important reason his ferocity disappeared was that he was beaten up several times.

　08 Those times, each defeat was decisive, and each defeat occurred in his area of ​​expertise, which dealt a blow to his pride.

It was those failures that brought him to his senses.

In the myriad worlds, he is not invincible; he must keep a low profile, or he might very well be killed.

Therefore, he has become much more humble in the chat group recently, for fear that Daojun would come from another world and give him a good beating.

"Daojun seems easy to talk to, but he is actually very ruthless. I'd better not provoke him."

Whenever he thought of Zhang Taixuan, he thought of their last battle. When the Measuring Ruler fell, he felt as if his existence had been erased.

That feeling was absolutely terrifying.

Even when facing Buddha, he didn't have that feeling.

His mind went blank, all existence vanished, and just thinking about it terrified him.

now.

In the Five Finger Mountains, a young man carrying a medicine basket strolls up the mountain.

Walking along the mountain path, he moved with light steps, showing no fear of falling off the cliff, as he was extremely familiar with the place.

In fact, the boy had lived nearby for more than ten years and had been collecting herbs in the mountains since he was a child.

This mountain is a blessed place.

There were no wild beasts or birds in the mountains, but some precious medicinal herbs grew there, which made his life better and better.

However, one thing that terrified him was that no matter what he said, no one else could see the mountain or get up there.

This led him to believe for a long time that it was a mountain in the underworld.

He was afraid for a while and dared not go up the mountain, but because of his poverty, he had no choice but to go into the mountains to collect herbs again.

"Huh, there are so many lotus flowers growing here?"

The herb-gathering boy looked surprised. "It's so strange that lotus flowers can grow on the mountain soil."

As is well known, lotus flowers grow in wetlands and water.

The soil in the mountains is not moist enough, so it's impossible for lotus flowers to grow there.

The boy approached and smelled the alluring fragrance of the flowers. He also saw many lotus seeds growing on the lotus flowers, and his heart was filled with even greater joy.

"Taking these lotus seeds back will definitely allow me to make a small profit."

With a gentle tug, he plucked a white lotus.

Just as he was about to pluck the lotus seeds, the white lotus in his hand suddenly burst into flames.

The boy was startled and looked at the lotus flowers on the ground. He saw that the other lotus flowers were also burning. In the blink of an eye, the lotus field turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"This..." The boy was stunned. It wasn't until the scorching heat wave hit him that he panicked and ran to the side, patting the flames off his body.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly; the flames on his body weren't very large, and he extinguished them in an instant.

Boom!

The mountains began to tremble and crackle, as if they were about to collapse.

"This... Legend has it that a peerless demon is suppressed in this area. Could this mountain, which is invisible to others, be the place where the demon is suppressed?"

The boy's face turned deathly pale. "No wonder others can't see it. This isn't a blessed land at all; it's a place to suppress demons."

Click!

The shattering sound grew louder, and the next moment, a golden light shot into the sky, and the mountain exploded.

"what!"

The boy screamed as he was sent flying into the air by the explosion.

As the plane soared higher and higher, even higher than the clouds, the boy was nearly scared to death.

"Falling from such a height, I'm doomed!"

Just as I was thinking this, I felt that my momentum had come to an end, so I immediately descended at high speed.

"Ahhh!"

The boy closed his eyes and screamed. The next moment, he felt the downward trend stop. When he opened his eyes, he saw a short, fierce-looking monkey with a flag stuck on its back.

Seeing him looking over, he grinned.

Upon seeing this, the boy was so frightened that he fainted.

"Tch!" Sun Wukong said with some dissatisfaction, "Am I really that scary?"

Back on the ground, he tossed the boy aside, conjured a mysterious mirror, and carefully examined his own face.

The more he looked at it, the more awkward he felt.

Ultimately, he had to admit that he did indeed look somewhat ferocious.

"This is a very popular appearance among demons, but it's a bit hard to pull off now."

With a thought, he activated his transformation technique, and in the next moment, the monkey transformed into a handsome young man.

With regular features and flowing white robes, he had the air of an immortal.

"That's good! Although I am a demon, why should I act with such a ferocious appearance?" Sun Wukong chuckled. "Now that a great calamity has begun, it is the time to seize the opportunity. That appearance is really not suitable for my actions."

Even monkeys know that humans are the protagonists of the world.

If you want to gather fortune and reach the peak, then you must go to the human race.

In the human realm, what appearance is more useful than that of a celestial being, even if it resembles a demon?

“It is said that Daojun has the art of transformation and change of form, and can even change his origin. If I can buy it, my transformation will be flawless.” Sun Wukong pondered, “In that case, it will be very convenient to carry out my mission. After I finish dealing with things here, I will go to the chat group to ask.”

Just as I was thinking this, I sensed that the boy had woken up.

"Monster!"

The boy screamed and, upon seeing the white-clad Sun Wukong, was somewhat bewildered, standing there stunned for a moment.

"Where did this monster come from?" Sun Wukong asked.

The boy said, puzzled, "I just saw a scary monkey."

"Hehe, is that so?" Sun Wukong, in a playful mood, transformed back into his original form. Seeing the boy's fear, he then transformed back into the white-robed boy. "This is just a transformation technique. I originally wanted to take you as my disciple, but seeing your courage, I'll pass."

"disciple?"

"The art of transformation?"

The boy was taken aback. "Are you a deity?"

The boy didn't believe him when he said that.

How could a deity be sealed in this mountain?

Sun Wukong chuckled, "I was originally the Great Sage Equal to Heaven in Heaven, but I was imprisoned here for offending the Jade Emperor. Now that the calamity has reached its limit, I have broken free."

Chapter 387 This disciple is no ordinary person; fate is like a knife (5/7, please subscribe)

"Offended the Jade Emperor?" The young man asked curiously. "Why?"

As long as they are gods and not monsters, then everything is negotiable.

"I just ate a few spiritual fruits from him," Sun Wukong started to ramble. "That Jade Emperor is so stingy. He imprisoned me for five hundred years for just a few spiritual fruits. I also heard that in another country, the king didn't perform his sacrifices properly, so the Jade Emperor made sure that country didn't have rain for several years, causing countless people to starve to death. He's so tyrannical."

Because the secrets of heaven are shrouded in mystery, Sun Wukong speaks without thinking and is not afraid that the Jade Emperor will sense it.

Not only did they downplay their own crimes, but they also directly pinned the blame for events from the original Journey to the West on the Jade Emperor of this world.

The boy was dumbfounded.

"Are immortals like this?"

This is different from what he knew.