"Bug Er met the monkey again in Huaguo Mountain."

Baihuling.

A hoarse voice rang in the bone cave.

The little girl raised her head when she heard this.

"Is that?" she asked.

A indifferent expression seems to be an attitude of not agreeing with anything.

Gu Yi said coldly: "The black relics have been obtained, but she has used them first. She will cooperate with the monkey to plan all the black relics in Huaguoshan."

"Oh? That's so interesting."

The little girl chuckled softly, her voice softly.

Gu Yi was silent for a moment and said, "You are becoming more and more like those gods."

"Is that so? Maybe..."

The little girl still smiled happily, "If I don't do this, when will I be able to attain the supreme and cultivate the Dharma image of white bones?"

Gu Yi looked at her quietly and stopped talking.

"You don't understand?"

The little girl tilted her head, her eyes darkened, as if it was dark in the depths of the void.

"I understand, but I don't understand." Gu Yi shook his head.

The little girl did not answer.

The two fell into a long silence again.

Just as the bone turned around and wanted to leave.

The little girl suddenly chuckled: "You said... Gu Er, do you really believe that monkey?"

The bones did not look back.

"You are us, but we are not you. If you want to know what we are thinking, you can do it at any time."

"well……"

The little girl sighed softly: "You three are actually the same mind. Sometimes, I always feel that my body...haha, I am an outsider."

Gu did not speak anymore and left the cave coldly.

However.

A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Sometimes, a cold person may be hot inside. And a person who looks smiling on the surface may... just to cover up a gradually cold and ruthless heart.

...

"Bang!"

Sun Fan punched the hole wall, and pieces of gravel fell off.

"These stupid... stupid monkeys!"

He was still angry.

It was already night.

After a daytime selection, countless monkeys who do not know spells and can only temper their bodies will fight to the death in the valley.

One hundred places were finally decided.

They will be awarded the so-called "Vaconomic Status" and sent to Huaguo Mountain to "practice" the Dharma.

The monkey who obtained the quota was naturally very happy. The monkey who could not go could only be secretly lost and wait for the next opportunity.

When Sun Fan thought of all the things he saw in the Spirit Monkey Valley today, he felt very depressed.

I wish I could take back Huaguo Mountain as soon as possible and slaughter the nine hundred monks in the Vajra Temple.

Before he knew it, he had already classified himself as a member of Huaguo Mountain.

at the same time.

A dark tree hole in the Monkey Valley.

Two extremely low voices were talking quietly.

"How long will it take for you? I can't hold back the 'Liuer' side."

"It's almost done, wait... wait a little longer."

"I can't wait anymore, I really can't wait anymore. Plague monkey, it's the most promising time to accumulate in your generation..."

"Our inheritance is cut off, and the five aggregates are limited, so we can only place our hopes on every generation of Monkey King. If you don't succeed, the only lineage of Huaguo Mountain remains...despair."

"Elder..."

When the young and strong monkey named "Plague Monkey" heard this, he was silent.

The old monkey named "Bima" sat anxiously opposite it.

There is no light or fire in the tree hole, only a darkness.

The two monkeys sat facing each other and fell into a long speechlessness.

I don't know how many times have I experienced such a conversation.

If Sun Fan were here, he would definitely be surprised.

It turns out... the torch of Huaguo Mountain has not been completely extinguished!

There are three names in the monkeys in Ling Monkey Valley, all of which are passed down from generation to generation.

Those who inherit the names of "Bima" and "Liuer" are the elders of Linghou Valley.

Manage all the miscellaneous things in the valley.

The two belong to the Huaguo Mountain lineage of that year, and the group of monkeys that entered the valley later.

The one who inherited the name of "Plague Monkey" is the Monkey King in the Spirit Monkey Valley, and the strongest monkey in the Free Valley is the one who serves as the Monkey King.

It has been passed down to this day.

Many monkeys have long forgotten how these names came about back then.

Except for every generation of monkeys who inherit these names.

The Vajra Temple thinks that after hundreds of years of domestication, they no longer remember it. However, some of them are still secretly inheriting the humiliation of that year.

Generation after generation.

It is only passed down between the "Bima" and the "Plague Monkey" in each generation.

If the position of the Monkey King falls into the hands of the "Liu Er" lineage, the true inheritance of the plague monkey will be cut off, and then by the next generation, the older "Bi Ma" old monkey will be re-enlightened.

It is equivalent to a preacher, inheriting the last trace of torch and will of Huaguo Mountain.

These years.

The monkeys that entered the valley later had already broken their backbone.

And the descendants of the Huaguoshan lineage have long forgotten what happened back then under the deliberate guidance of some people.

Even... in order to paralyze the monks of Vajra Temple, a certain generation of "Bima" monkeys erected a "stone monkey statue" to make the descendants humiliate the monkeys every day.

I just want to... live on a stalemate.

I just hope that one day I will lead the descendants of Huaguo Mountain to get out of the huge cage of Linghou Valley.

This is true for every generation of "Bima" since then.

They have also been confused, whether this path is wrong or right.

I have never resisted heavy burdens and my mind has collapsed.

But in the end... they all chose to persevere and bear everything alone.

Just because they believe it.

The monkeys in Huaguo Mountain flow in their bones - unyielding blood.

The inheritance of the torch must never be cut off!

Even without ancestors, they can still stand up again!

They firmly believe.

When one day in the future, hope comes.

When their descendants unravel the truth, they still... no! They will inevitably raise their fists and fight back!

Use minions and sharp teeth to tear open the monk's throats.

And all this hope is placed on every generation of "monkey king".
To be continued...