Tales of Journey to the West

Wukong, Wukong, wake up, it's time for you to wake up. " Someone called his name. "Master. " Bodhi looked down at him and smiled slightly. "Are you dreaming? " He nodded and shook his head. He seemed to have had a long dream, but he forgot about it. "Master, how long have I slept? " Bodhi stretched out a finger. "An hour, a day, a year, a period? " Bodhi shook his head. "Wukong, I've taught you everything you need to teach, but there are still some things you can't learn from me, so go home. You have to walk the road ahead on your own, whether it's a god or a devil, remember, be happy. " "Master, did I make you angry? How long did I sleep? " Bodhi touched Wukong's head, and his whole body gradually faded before his eyes, and finally disappeared. "Monkey, remember, all kinds of conditions can be understood by Wukong. " Huaguo Mountain, there is a stone at the highest point of the mountain. Sun Wukong always lies on it to sleep. Three words are engraved on the stone - Golden Chanzi. Sun Wukong didn't know what these three words meant, but he just liked lying on them. A monster called the Demon King came to Huaguo Mountain, and he could no longer sleep. He decided to beat the monster who ruined his dream until his mother didn't recognize him. Anyway, he doesn't have a mother, so he never dreams when he sleeps. A monkey came to call him. He remembered this monkey. It was the most powerful monkey in Huaguo Mountain after him. It had six ears. Sun Wukong thought that he would be the Monkey King in the future. He could teach Liu Er all the skills his master had taught him. Being the Monkey King would be impossible if he didn't have any skills. He smiled kindly at Liu Er and jumped directly from the top of the mountain. He wasn't going to use somersault cloud, that thing would never stop. Huaguo Mountain is his home, and he needs to teach those who destroyed his home a lesson, and he doesn't like the name of the Demon King. Sun Wukong didn't know how powerful he was. The master said that he was the fourth genius he had ever seen to cultivate Taoism. The third one was named Yang Jian. The first two masters said they had forgotten. He didn't want to know that he couldn't hold many things in his mind. He had a master, a group of monkeys, a mountain of flowers and fruits, and stones, and he felt it was enough. The Demon King was defeated by Sun Wukong. The surroundings were very quiet. The monkeys believed that the Monkey King was the most powerful and could defeat any monster. This was a very common thing. Normality meant that there was no need to cheer. The monsters thought that they should change their boss, and the monkey in front of them was a good one. They thought deeply about it. "Why are you trying to steal my Huaguo Mountain? "The monkey asked the devil incarnate. "The gods robbed us of our place and wanted to kill us. We escaped and have no place to live. " "Why should I kill you? " "Because we are monsters. " "Then why do gods kill monsters? " The Demon King has never thought about this problem. Why do gods kill monsters? He doesn't even know the gods. I didn't kill them, so why should they kill me? The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. He always felt that something was wrong. Posting half a chapter, not too fat, "Journey to the West: The Legend of the Stone" is a book promotion, not an advertisement