When he woke up, he found that he had traveled to the top of the mountain of Black Myth Wukong.
The white-haired old ape gave him a golden gourd and told him to use it to contain the lost nature of the great sage, so as to resurrect the great sage.
A few days later, the white-haired old ape let out a shrill cry, "Stop! Stop! This is not the nature of the Great Sage at all. You can't force it into it!"
Wu Yong snorted coldly, took out the dark gourd, and poured the collected power of the abyss into the Holy Spirit Stone.
"The Holy Spirit Stone of the Great Sage is all-encompassing and swallows everything, so how can it be such an inconvenience! Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, get rid of this ungrateful old man!"
One day after a long time, the old ape looked at the Holy Spirit Stone that was emitting colorful light, with a round and full luster, black gold and black gold, and was swelling to the point of flashing.
The old man couldn't help bursting into tears, and he kowtowed wildly on the ground, "Great Sage, all the mistakes he made are all the old ape's fault. Please, please let this ruthless monkey take away his magical powers! If he continues to eat like this without restraint, he will destroy his nature!"
I picked my teeth and slowly took out the ancestral black gourd from my arms, "Xiao Wu, Xiao Liu, fork this old horse that doesn't know how to predict the future! Come on, let's make a monkey, and then feed the Monkey King cakes!"
