This Stone Monkey was born completely ignorant, but only because he was tempered at the beginning, he understood the Daoist sect and knew the language. He went to bid farewell to the four directions. The most Higher Vehicle of the Daoist sect, practicing the golden light within, is the path to enlightenment of one dharma and universal dharma.
The foundation of this Stone Monkey is so strong that even if you don't practice it, you still have a lifespan of hundreds or thousands of years.
And because he didn't know how to restrain himself, the majestic golden light only circulated in the body and gradually leaked out. Two golden lights shot out from his eyes, soaring into the sky and crashing into all directions. At this time, the Jade Emperor summoned the two gods Thousand-Mile Eye and Wind Ear to come here.
These two god generals were anxious when they heard that Mr. Jade Emperor suddenly summoned them personally. When they came here in a hurry, they happened to catch up with the two golden lights rising into the sky and shining in all directions. They received the order from Great Celestial Venerable Jade Emperor. They did not dare to neglect. They immediately unfolded Divine Ability to see what was happening on the fairy mountain on the bank of the East China Sea.
Although he was surprised, he still turned around and reported back to the Jade Emperor: "Great Emperor Lord."
"The two golden lights just now are from a mountain in the East China Sea in the lower realm. A Stone Monkey metamorphosis, but it seems to be a person with a predestined relationship. It worshiped from all directions there. It has a good foundation and contains golden light, so it collided up and down. Previously, the golden light was transported by the eyes and shot towards Dou Mansion. Now that it is fed with bait and water, the golden light will subside."
"Do you want me to go and get this monkey?"
Hearing this, the Jade Emperor's excitement just now gradually disappeared, and he was a little less interested. After hearing the report of the two divine generals, he felt a bit of love for the house and the bird. He just waved his hand and said, "Since the creatures in the lower world are alien species born from the essence of heaven and earth, as long as they are not the evil obstacles of Innate Spirits and Demons, let them be."
"Just a monkey."
"You guys should go down first."
Thousand-Mile Eye Wind Ear The two god generals noticed that the Jade Emperor was not in a good mood. They looked at each other and both said, "Yes." Then they stepped back and evacuated from here. The Jade Emperor sighed and said to Yang Jian next to him, "I thought it was Yu Jing who had returned. It seems that it was just my delusion after all."
Yang Jian has always known that the relationship between Jade Emperor and Zhenwu is very good, so he replied:
"With the emperor's strength and means, the final calamity will definitely not be able to do anything to him. The emperor will return one day."
The Jade Emperor smiled and said, "That's natural."
"That's all, there's no need to mention him. When you came back this time, you just mentioned those evil things. Now, you want to talk to me about it."
Yang Jian should be, so he started to slowly talk about the current situation of the Innate Spirits and Demonss - since the war two thousand years ago, these Innate Spirits and Demonss have indeed been arrogant for a period of time.
It is also because of the existence of these Innate Spirits and Demons that they have become Yang Jian's rivals and enemies on the path of cultivation. They have fought countless times and made breakthroughs in battle more than once. It can be said that Yang Jian became famous by stepping on the corpses of these Innate Spirits and Demons.
Nowadays, although these Gods and Devils are still extremely wanton and arrogant, their scope of activities is constantly being squeezed out by the Six Realms.
Its decadence is extremely obvious.
"According to this, with hundreds of more years of suppression, the six realms can join forces and strangle and pacify these Gods and Devils remnants in one go!"
Yang Jian spoke calmly, analyzing and explaining the situation at this moment for the Jade Emperor.
Among the Ruizhu Palace, Empress Houtu opened his eyes and looked at Emperor Wa. Empress Nuwa held the child and asked. Empress Houtu sighed and explained helplessly, "It's not Wu Huo's return. The big movement before, but it was a fairy stone bursting open on a fairy mountain outside the East China Sea."
"This fairy stone itself is on the node of my earth's veins. It has absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, the light of the sun and the moon for thousands of years. Today, for some unknown reason, it suddenly burst open, laid a stone egg, and turned into a monkey in the wind. Speaking of which, this monkey has something to do with Wuhuo."
Empress Nuwa is puzzled.
Empress Houtu then told what happened to Demon Race that year, such as the Demon Emperor Great Firmament, Qing Jingwei, Nurturing Saint Embryo explained everything, and finally said, "This monkey itself is the original holy fetus, and it has been created many times before it turned into this appearance. With its brave feet and natural understanding, its future achievements may be limitless."
Empress Nuwa nodded. Bi Xia in his arms was already sleeping deeply. In his dream, his little hands were still tightly grasping Empress Nuwa's clothes, whispering something in his sleep. Empress Nuwa's eyes looked a little distressed and pitiful, and said, "Unfortunately, her father is not back after all..."
Empress Houtu sighed.
But somewhere in the mountains.
The green mountains are faint, the sky is blue, and the smoke rises from the mountains. People come and go, but it is a lively town. It has been said since ancient times that people rely on the mountains to eat mountains and the sea to eat the sea. Since ancient times, this town has lived on these green mountains behind it. If there is no food, people hunt and pick fruits in the mountains. If you get sick, there are medicinal herbs in the mountains.
When it's cold in winter, even the tall mountains can block the cold wind and waves from the north for the town at the foot of the mountain. There are also many trees growing there. The woodcutter comes up the mountain, cuts down the trees and chops firewood, and carries them back down the mountain to burn the wood into charcoal, which is then sold along the street. Some woodcutter are too lazy to do this step, so they just send the wood to the charcoal seller.
Although it was decades ago, Mohist School masters laid the government roads in this town.
Name calling is official.
Iron horses galloped back and forth. Since then, the town that has lived in seclusion in the mountains for generations has also had contact with the outside world. People went out and brought back books, scrolls, Jade Slip, food from the outside world. The town gradually became prosperous. Some old professions have disappeared, but the woodcutter still exists.
There is also spirituality in the mountains. Three hundred years ago, there was a mechanism created by Master Mohist School, which uprooted all the Spirit Grasss on the mountains. No trees were left, creating a large area of barren mountains and wild ridges, which angered the earth. After many conflicts that year, an agreement was finally made.
The gods of the mountains allow the human world to pick things from the mountains without destroying the balance of the entire earth's veins. When the Human World is cut down, new trees need to be planted; when picking spirit medicine, the roots must not be removed, only the medicinal fruits and branches and leaves are taken.
All living things, people walk among them. Zhao the Woodcutter read the post today, saying that branches of a certain spiritual tree are needed as medicinal ingredients. He recalled it in his heart. He remembered that he had seen this tree on the other side of the mountain in the past, so he received this post, carried the basket on his back, and told his parents, eldest brother and sister-in-law at home.
He picked up the smooth and sharp ax and shouted towards home:
"Dad, Mom, I'm going up the mountain!"
The old man was tending the two vegetable gardens without looking back.
He and his youngest son, also known as Zhao the Woodcutter, had a big quarrel over the marriage. The father and son were angry here. His old wife glared at him, took the food box with food and handed it to her son who was going up the mountain, saying, "Here, this mountain is not small, you have to walk all day long."
"Oh, mother, I don't need it. It's a lot of trouble to carry this thing."
"No need to worry! Just take it. Don't think that you are young and in good health. If you don't pay attention now, when you get to your age, you will suffer. Just take it."
"Have you put on the warm clothes inside? Don't carry it on yourself. It's just spring, March and April, and it will still be cold for a while. Don't get sick from the cold."
The old woman muttered for a long time, and the woodcutter felt a little annoyed. He quickly stuffed the food box into his cotton-padded jacket, waved his hand and said, "I know, I know, it's really, mother, it's windy outside. You should go back soon, don't say anything."
"I'm leaving!"
He waved his hand and ran from the door of his house to the mountain road as if running away. The old woman watched her son go away. When she came back to her senses, she saw that her old man was still sitting there with a small stool and said, "You are you too. You are such an old person. Why are you arguing with him?"
"He likes the meat seller Butcher Zhang's Daughter, just go and talk about it. Is it possible that the things you did when you two were young will affect your children?"
The old man had no choice but to say, "Then I have to ask this kid to talk to me properly. Where can I have a son talking to Laozi in a loud voice?!"
The old woman knew that he was actually a little resigned, so she laughed and said, "You two, one is competing with the other on your stubborn temper, okay okay, okay okay, I'm going to go to Butcher Zhang's house to cut off two pounds of front leg meat, and then buy a pound of wine. Tonight, you two will have a good meal, drink two glasses of wine, and talk about this matter."
The old man didn't say anything, but when his wife went out, he said stubbornly:
"Go buy that Shaohuodaozi Wine."
"Ah? Didn't you say that this wine is too expensive and you are reluctant to drink it?"
The old man said in a muffled voice, "There is still a cold spring in spring. He has been up the mountain all day. His hands and feet will definitely be numb from the cold when he comes back. Buy him some good wine to drink and warm up his body."
His wife understood what her old man meant and smiled open the Dao: "Okay!"
I was immediately happy and took a bamboo basket to Butcher Zhang's house. When I was buying meat, Butcher Zhang's daughter was watching beside me. She looked at Wen Wen quietly. She liked it no matter how much she looked at it. She couldn't stop smiling on her face. She just thought that after her child came back today, she would talk everything over at this dinner table.
The marriage will be decided this year.
Zhao Ji carried his own ax up the mountain. Yesterday, he banged the table and shouted with his family Laozi. He was very depressed. He later regretted it. But he was a young man with a thin skin. He didn't know how to apologize to his old man. He was bored for a long time and yelled a few times. The ax in his hand struck the tree next to him, making the tree crackle.
After scaring away several fat rabbits, the woodcutter practiced a Miscellaneous School technique. His body was light and he caught up with him in a few steps. He didn't know the direction and only ran after one of them. Suddenly, with sharp eyes, he fished for the moon under the water and raised his hand to catch a fat rabbit. The rabbit was struggling in his hand, but how could he get free?
Zhao Ji tied up the rabbit and threw it into his bamboo basket, and said with a smile, "By the way, the old man likes to drink wine the most. I went back today to make this rabbit and talk to him about it. As long as we talk about the things between father and son, what can't be said?"
He thought about yesterday when he was shouting with his father, and when he became angry, he slapped his hand on the table and roared. At that time, he suddenly found that his father, who was so tall in his memory, had become much smaller. When he stood up, he could almost cover him.
"You're getting old too."
With emotion, he picked up the ax and looked around, only to find that this area was unfamiliar. He had been going up and down this mountain before, but he didn't even know where he was. Although this mountain was said to be a back mountain, it was actually huge and had complex terrain. Even the most experienced old hunter and woodcutter couldn't say that they could definitely visit every place and recognize them all.
Fortunately, I saw a stream in front of me, so I am not afraid of water anymore. If I follow the stream, I can always find the exit. Even if I am not near my town, I can always know where I am going and where the exit is when I encounter a mountain village and ask the people who live in the mountain.
Zhao Ji calmed down and walked forward, humming a tune from the mountain. I don't know how far I walked, but I was a little confused. Although the mountain was not small, was it really that big? I gradually became worried, and my expression became solemn. After walking for a full hour or two, it was already midday, but I still couldn't find the exit.
After turning around a few more times, I found that the view ahead was wide and I saw two people.
One was a Daoist wearing a black robe with hanging black hair; the other was a man with a tall and imposing body. The two were sitting opposite each other by the stream, with a stone table in front of them and a chess game on it, and they were playing chess.
The woodcutter was overjoyed when he saw someone.
Not caring about anything else, he walked quickly.
He strode to the front of the chess board.