The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"What a shit saint! What a shabby prehistoric man! What does it have to do with the Monkey King, what does it have to do with my old grandson!"

After drinking half a tank of wine, the monkey hugged the jug and cursed loudly, as if venting his emotions.

The sword fairy transformed into Yang Jian kept nodding in response, scolding the monkey at will, and didn't take it seriously...

The monkey raised his head and took a sip, then coughed a bit, as if he were a mortal with thick hair, and he was insane with alcohol in this no-man's land.

"Heaven and earth gave birth to me, why did they abandon me! Why didn't you teach me! Master taught me magical powers, why didn't he point out my future path?"

"Who can tell me what the Monkey King has been doing all this time in a daze!"

"for what……"

"stop……"

Yang Jian sighed aside, forcibly snatched the jug from the monkey's hand, and took a sip himself.

"Brother Monkey, it's not just you who don't know, I don't know either. In fact, all living beings don't know. It's just that what people say is what I say, and what people do is what I do. They all say that longevity is good, so monks went to cultivate immortality and ask for longevity. Sigh, things in this world are not like this?"

"This is wrong!" Sun Wukong suddenly looked at Yang Jian with a serious face.

If it weren't for the monkey's drunkenness that can't be covered by its hair, Yang Jian really thought that the monkey had suddenly sobered up.

If wine is not intoxicating, everyone gets drunk, but monkeys only want to get drunk. Yang Jian's fairy wine can also intoxicate people, but it is really not easy to sober up suddenly.

Listen to the monkey saying: "I don't know why I want to live, so I might as well die!"

"Brother Monkey's words are a bit inappropriate. For creatures, life itself is a kind of meaning. If everything returns to nothing after death, then it is really meaningless."

"No, no, what you said is wrong," the monkey stood up tremblingly, took the jug in the hands of the sword fairy beside him, stood there unsteadily, and pointed to the bright moon in the sky, "If you work in vain, it's not called living, it's called... messing around!"

Yang Jian was a little dumbfounded.

Why did this guy see so clearly all of a sudden.

"When I was in Huaguo Mountain, I gathered monkey grandchildren and had a good time every day. But when an old monkey got old and died, I was afraid at that time... My grandson is actually afraid of death, and the Monkey King is also a little bit afraid of death!"

Yang Jian said: "It's actually not a bad thing for living beings to have awe of death."

"Later... I found Master, who taught me the Tao and taught me many principles. At that time, I thought, it would be great if I could stay by Master's side for the rest of my life, and I could live forever without worrying about being bullied by others."

"But Master doesn't want me anymore, and he doesn't let me tell anyone that I'm his disciple. Is it shameful? I'm a born monkey, and I'm burdened with some shitty disaster. Is it embarrassing?"

Yang Jian sighed, "No shame!"

"That's right! We are Monkey King!"

Sun Houzi raised his head and chest, cursed at the sky, then burped, and wandered to Yang Jian's side.

He hooked Yang Jian's shoulders, chuckled twice, and continued: "Brother, have you been to Heaven?"

"I have never been to the direction of my heart, but unfortunately, Heavenly Court is no longer there."

"It's gone?" Monkey was stunned, "Why isn't it here? Can the Heavenly Court not be here? The Jade Emperor lives in it, and there is Erlang God who is so strong and unreasonable. How can he not be here?"

The corner of the sword fairy's mouth twitched.

"Heavenly Court was destroyed by the most powerful, and the prehistoric five continents fell, and only Nanfangbuzhou was escorted to escape; now many of the three thousand great worlds have fallen into the hands of the other party. In this catastrophe, you should have been one of the victims, but you left and could not find you. Jade Emperor died in the previous battle."

Sun Houzi blinked, then slowly squatted down, pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "I killed them?"

"No, it was the strongest who killed the Jade Emperor and many monks." The 'Sword Immortal' sighed, "The heavens and the earth contain living beings, and the living beings live in the heavens and the earth. Now in this catastrophe, it is the supreme being who came from ancient times to destroy the world and kill all the living beings. Therefore, everyone has the responsibility to protect this world. You and I are not strong enough to save them... Sigh... give me a few sips."

The monkey tilted his head and thought for a while, then patted the big hand that flew over, and continued to drink there.

"If my master had told me back then that I was born to protect the world, it would be great. If you miss it, you should miss it. My old grandson can't help those enemies who can't beat them with three eyes."

'Sword Immortal' chuckled softly, and said: "Honghuang is in need of someone with great supernatural powers like you, brother monkey. To be honest, the reason why Honghuang retreated before was that the quasi-sages and masters of the Daluo realm were not enough, and the opponent had a large number of golden immortals and revived heavenly immortals as their army..."

Unhurriedly, Yang Jian recounted the situation of the last battle between heaven and earth.

Afterwards, he naturally heard countless voices criticizing himself, and he knew why Honghuang was defeated.

In fact, it wasn't that they were not prepared enough, it was that Xu Mo, the ninth strongest, had always taken the initiative, overwhelming Honghuang in the overall plan.

Losing to defeat can only be said to be a crime of non-war.

Fortunately, at this time, they still have the strength to counterattack. The outcome of the next battle is still unknown.

After the 'Sword Immortal' finished speaking, the monkey also sighed for a while.

"So many masters can't win? What is the resurrection?"

"The goat you ate today," the 'Sword Immortal' pointed to the corpse beside him, and said in a deep voice, "It should be a demon master who fell in ancient times. He was imprinted with a remnant soul and a remnant spirit by the strongest man. He was resurrected from the dead with heaven-defying supernatural powers, and his strength is not weaker than before."

The corner of Sun Wukong's mouth twitched for a while, and he turned his head and began to retch.

"No wonder my old grandson was so hard to chew when he gnawed it, it turned out to be a corpse that had been dead for countless years!"

Yang Jian:……

"Brother Monkey, be serious." Yang Jian snatched the jug back, "Go and help. Although some people plotted against you before, and some people plotted some benefits on you, since ancient times, there have been countless monks who have encountered such situations, and most of them came here. When you soar into the sky, you will become the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and the immortal saint. Let's see who dares to plot against you!"

"That's right! If my grandson can also become that immortal saint!"

The monkey slapped its thigh and was about to jump up, but then his face darkened, and he lowered his head and sighed.

He seems to have something on his mind.

Yang Jian handed over the jug and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, where there is a will, there is a way. As long as you have the heart, the road is not out of reach."

"It's not interesting."

Sun Wukong took the flagon and raised his head to take a sip, then looked at the sword fairy beside him in a daze.

Scratching his head, the monkey muttered wonderingly, "Why did I talk so much nonsense to you?"

"I have resentment in my heart, and it's a vent to say it," Yang Jian replied with a smile, and searched for a while in the black turtle belt, and took two boxes of snacks that Xinke made a long time ago.

There is nothing broken in the black turtle belt, and it still has a little warmth when it is taken out.

"Eat something?"

"Thanks."

"Brother Monkey, are we making friends?"

Sun Wukong thought for a while, and when he got drunk, he nodded immediately.

"I don't eat and drink for nothing, so I recognize you as a friend," Sun Wukong twitched his mouth, "If you can't fight in the future, come to me. If I can fight, I will help you out."

The sword fairy burst out laughing.

The monkey smacked its lips and sat down on the ground, staring at the bright moon in a daze.

"The Jade Emperor is dead?"

"Well," Sword Immortal's eyes flickered a little dark.

The monkey asked again: "How is Guanghan Palace? There is an idiot who misses the Fairy Chang'e up there."

"Naturally, the Guanghan Palace still stays on the Taiyin Star, but when the Wubu Continent was evacuated, the people inside were all transferred to the Three Thousand Great World with the army," the 'Sword Immortal' sighed.

"That's right, your cultivation base is only a quasi-sage, so of course you can't talk to the number one beauty in the Three Realms."

The Sword Immortal snorted and seemed a little dissatisfied.

The monkey said: "My old grandson is no longer laughing at half a hundred steps. Like when we were demons, we rebelled against the heavens and wanted to classify ourselves as demons, but who would have thought, who would have thought... We are just pawns in the hands of saints, things in the hands of evil spirits, such as Monkey King, worthless."

"All the saints do is to protect the prehistoric..."

"Guard the prehistoric world? I'm afraid it may not be the case. Does a saint have no selfish intentions? If you say no, then you really don't deserve to be my grandson's brother!"

Sword Immortal thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "All living beings have this kind of selfishness."

"Hey, my old grandson actually can't understand why the so-called strongest man insisted on destroying the prehistoric world," Sun Wukong's eyes flashed a little anger, "but this guy has plotted against his grandpa grandpa, we must find him to retrieve this scene!"

"Oh? How did you figure it out on you, Brother Monkey?"

Sun Wukong was so angry that his golden hair exploded. He wanted to throw the flagon with his hands, but he couldn't do it.

"It's not that Tang Sanzang, my old grandson's later cheap master, found out the tricks of the most powerful man, fell into the evil spirit, and even cast a curse on his grandpa grandpa!"

Yang Jian turned into a sword fairy and said with a smile: "Brother Monkey is not willing to help out because of this?"

"That's not the case. My old grandson didn't know that the catastrophe was coming. We were wandering around at the time, and no one told us about it." Sun Wukong's eyes were a little sad.

"Brother Monkey, don't underestimate yourself. At that time, the battle situation was critical, but no one could get away... Sigh, it would have been nice if Brother Monkey had been there at that time, maybe the defeat would not have been so embarrassing."

Sun Wukong said: "Don't flatter me, I know how much we have. There is Erlang God in the prehistoric world, why do you need me as the Monkey King? It's better to just be a monster, wander around, and hang around every day."

"Brother Monkey, I don't know if I should say something or not."

"What?"

"Huaguo Mountain has been destroyed by the most powerful people, and the lives of the people have been devastated, and not a single blade of grass can grow."

"Hey!"

Sun Wukong glared at him suddenly, jumped up and yelled at him, and when he dropped the flagon in his hand, he was so angry that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

"My old grandson is going to fight with that strongest man!"

"Brother monkey, wait a minute, brother monkey! Don't show your courage," Yang Jian quickly grabbed the monkey, knowing that he would have such a big reaction, "Fortunately, hundreds of monkey monsters have been rescued, why don't you rush back with me and meet them. If you feel that you are not strong enough, now you have a chance with you, and maybe you can help you ascend to the sky, brother monkey, and have the strength to avenge your monkey monkey grandson."

"Let's go! Even if my old grandson is to ask the Erlang God, my old grandson will also go to the most powerful man to settle the matter!"

Yang Jian smiled wryly in his heart.

I said so many things out of my heart before, but it didn't help, and I took out the matter of the destruction of Huaguo Mountain, and it directly solved the monkey.

This is really...

Prescribe the right medicine to be effective.