"This... I saw that the Spirit Monkey Skill in Huaguo Mountain has a good effect. Why has it withered so much for hundreds of years and even been driven here..." Sun Fan couldn't help but the desire to explore in his heart.

He was really curious about the past of Huaguoshan.

"What happened back then... the old monkeys were all dead, and I don't know."

Elder Tongbei shook his head, "The old monkey only knows that since his memory, it has been more than two hundred years since the beginning of my memory. As long as there is an excellent monkey in Huaguo Mountain, there will be a sign of prosperity, and there will be a crisis inexplicably."

"It's like an invisible hand fiddling with the ants on the ground. Haha... For two hundred years, the old monkeys have been migrating continuously in the land of spiritual withering. They have not yet gained peace for a day, but they have not yet gained peace for a day..."

The elder Tongbei sighed deeply, and his face was full of vicissitudes left by the years.

Sun Fan couldn't help but feel trembling when he heard this.

"But, your golden monkey is different." Elder Tongbei suddenly turned his head and looked at Sun Fan with anticipation.

"You are not originally from my monkey group in Huaguo Mountain, and you are not under the pen of the King of Hell. You are also gifted and have a rapid practice. In many years, you have even been the first to comprehend magical magic from the Monument of the Great Saint!"

"You are hope!"

"It's a hope that jumps out of the Huaguo Mountain and is not in the five elements!"

Elder Tongbei was excited, but Sun Fan was a little confused. Old Houer saw that he had cultivated the immobilization curse, just as he had expected it, but Sun Fan did not expect that Old Houer was making this abacus...

The white ape next to him was completely stunned.

It stared blankly at the elder Tongbei with a hopeful look under the moonlight, and the golden monkey with a confused look on his face. It turned out... in the eyes of the elder, is he the hope for the future of Huaguoshan?

The will in my heart that was unwilling to admit defeat suddenly collapsed like a landslide.

...

Half an hour later.

The martial arts performance venue was finally basically cleaned up.

However, the smell of blood that penetrated into the soil could not be dissipated in the mountain wind for a long time.

In this battle, the Black Wind Mountain wolf demon died hundreds of small demons, and countless ordinary green wolves. The Huaguo Mountain was even more tragic. More than 43 young monkeys died, while the old and weak monkeys died a total of 130.

Elder Tongbei was bleeding in his heart as he listened to the number of reports.

"The old monkey dies, and the little monkeys are hope for the future..."

"A total of two tribes died in one battle"

"If this continues, the only little foundation left in Huaguo Mountain is to be in the hands of the old monkey..."

The old monkey was so anxious that he got angry.

But another group of monkeys came up carrying a simple wooden frame, each of them looking compassionate.

The monkey body suddenly shook, and he saw a thin white-haired monkey leg resting outside the stretcher. He couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, as if he was suffering a major blow.

“Red buttocks…”

"Grandpa Monkey!" A figure rushed up quickly.

It's a white ape!

It knelt down next to the stretcher, staring at the old monkey with gray hair and blood on it, with no breath. It was stunned for a while, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Grandpa! Grandpa Monkey...ah!"

"Ahhhh!"

The roar full of pain resounded throughout the little ‘Flowers and Fruit Mountain’.

Sun Fan couldn't bear to turn his head away.

That was the Red-butt Horse Monkey, one of the only two remaining elders in Huaguo Mountain.

"Ha, hehe... After tonight, there will be no red-butt monkey on Huaguo Mountain..."

The elder Tongbei smiled bitterly, suddenly bent down, coughing wildly.

He coughed up a little blood, and was filled with tears.

"It's not the White Ape?" Sun Fan held Elder Monkey's arm.

"It... cough cough... After a big battle, the old man picked it up from the pile of corpses. Since then, we have moved to several places, and we have arrived at this Black Wind Mountain... Haha, the red butt, the red butt..."

The elder Tongbei smiled, but tears gradually flowed out of his eyes.

The old friend who has been with him for a hundred years has left like this. From now on, the burden of Huaguo Mountain will be on him alone.

The old monkey's originally erect waist seemed to be bent down by an inexplicable weight, and his old age was covered in an old aura.

"Let's go, let's go. Let's go..."

The old monkey waved to Sun Fan in a daze, "Little monkey, go and tell everyone, tomorrow... let's leave here, go, go, go, go!"

"Walk?"

Sun Fan couldn't help but wonder: "Where to go?"

"Where to go?"

The old monkey smiled and pointed his finger in the direction of the moon, "Go there."

"That?"

Where is ‘that’?

Sun Fan suddenly felt shocked and said in surprise: "West?"

“Yes, west.”

The old monkey nodded.

"In recent years, our monkey group has been walking, walking and walking. I don't know why, but we always go to the opposite side of the west. I heard that a few hundred years ago, there was a god called Fighting and Fighting Buddha on a mountain in the west."

"I heard that he is also a monkey..."

Sun Fan's heart was shocked.

The elder Tongbei beside him was still vaguely muttering, "We are just a small monkey in the mountains, and we don't know what mountain it is, nor do we know what kind of Buddha the Dou Zhansheng Buddha is... I just wanted to go over and ask him if he knows our ancestor - the Great Sage of Monkey King!"

"I'll ask why my ancestors have not come back to see it for years..."

"He is so powerful, why don't he come back to see his monkey grandson?"

"You can't... you're dead, right? Hahaha how is it possible? How can the Monkey King die?"

"But..." the old monkey lowered his head and murmured to himself.

"Huaguoshan has been miserable over the years..."

Sun Fan listened silently, not knowing what was going on, but always felt astringent in his mouth.

"So, you have been walking for the years? From Huaguo Mountain to Heifeng Mountain, you have been walking...500 years?"

He was shocked inexplicably.

Five hundred years!

Five hundred years ago, under the same starry sky, Tang Monk and his disciples traveled west for fourteen years. But these monkeys walked from Huaguo Mountain to Heifeng Mountain for several generations, but they walked for five hundred years!

What kind of suffering has made their beliefs so long? And what kind of beliefs have made them call it "Huaguoshan" every time they go to a place?

Is it Sun Wukong to defeat Buddha? Sun Fan's heart couldn't help but hesitate.
Chapter completed!