C123 subfive-finger hill

The arrangement of Zhun Ti's western tour was already completed. When Zhu Bajie and Sha San had all descended to the lower realms, the western tour could be considered as over. For the sake of Buddhism, Zhun Ti had put in a lot of effort and effort.

In order to travel westward this time, the various big shots found a few reasons to punish all of the second-rate westerners. That reason was pretty funny. The great general had overturned Wang-mu's Glazed Caverns and was demoted to the Flowing Sand River as a demon. This was a bit of a story, the reason why the Canopy Marshal descended was hilarious, he was actually teasing Chang'e? Anyone with a bit of experience knows that this is impossible, then who is Chang'e? This was the second strongest female saint in the Three Realms, the strongest was Mother Nuwa, her power was no longer beneath a veteran Saint like the Yuanshi Tianzun Stage. The fact that a quasi-Saint like the Canopy Marshal, who had just killed a corpse, could seduce Chang'e was laughable enough. This was a game played between the two giants of the Three Realms, the Daofather Hongjun himself. On the road to the West, however, one would have to face ninety-nine difficulties and eighty-one difficulties, which naturally referred to the demi-humans. As for Mother Nuwa, she belonged to the demi-humans; in other words, Hongjun had to deal with the demi-humans, while Mother Nuwa had to protect the demonclan.

If the Daofather Hongjun won, then the Western Bull Hezhou demons would be in trouble. Basically, they would either be killed or subdued by the Buddhism. And the only thing Buddhist cultivators could obtain from helping the Daofather Hongjun were the greater demons of the Western Bull Continent. If they were subdued, then the Buddhist power would definitely greatly increase, and it would be difficult to not prosper then. If Mother Nuwa wanted to win this game, she would have to stop Tang Seng and prevent him from reaching the Western Sky. Otherwise, it would be fine if they had to kill Tang Seng with their own hands, and if Mother Nuwa won, the luck of the demon race would soar.

The Daofather Hongjun had thought very well. This time, with the addition of Buddhism, defeating the Nuwa Imperial Palace would not be a small matter. There shouldn't be a problem with this, but now that Li Yun had joined, he couldn't possibly win. The Heavenly Dao was Li Yun's mortal enemy, and Hong Jun was its spokesperson, so it would be strange if Li Yun could let Hong Jun.

Five hundred years were about to pass. During these five hundred years, Li Yun mainly understood the current situation in the Three Realms. He knew which side was his enemy and which side might become his friend. After spending almost five hundred years of time, Li Yun had roughly understood the situation in the Three Realms. Of course, during these five hundred years, Li Yun had also arranged some people on the Journey to the West.

There were three major powers in this vast universe. The first was the Three Realms' real power led by Hong Jun, the Speaker for the Heavenly Dao. The second was the rebel army led by Nuwa, and the third was the cult organization led by the Priestess.

As for Buddhism, it was a fence-sitter. As long as he had any benefits, he would fall down on the other side, just like on this trip to the west, where he had benefits for the Buddhism, he would fall down on Hong Jun's side.

In the region of the Great Tang Nation in the Eastern Victory Divine Continent, Li Yun and Silvermoon were currently feasting and drinking heartily in the Pleasant Tavern.

"Silvermoon, the westbound tour is about to start soon. We should also go take a look at that monkey. Actually, that monkey is quite pitiful. He actually took on such a huge blame for us. This is really making things difficult for him." Li Yun said.

"Hehe, young master is right, that monkey is quite pitiful, after carrying the black pot for us, he was even pressed down by the bald old man at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, and every day he ate that copper liquid iron ball, and that old man was also quite vicious, it's just some Jindan and magic treasures, why are we using so much power to cripple that monkey's spiritual roots, making him unable to become a saint." Silvermoon sighed.

"You, if you really felt sorry for him, then why didn't you think of that magical treasure of yours at that time?" Li Yun said.

"That young master, how would I know that the geezer would be so ruthless? If I knew, then I would have also moved the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Let's see how he will deal with that Sun monkey." Silvermoon said.

Subsequently, Li Yun and Silvermoon left the Pleasing Hut and flew towards the Five Fingers Mountain.

Five Fingers Mountain was a mountain peak at the border between the Eastern Victory Divine Continent and the Western Cow He Province. Underneath the mountain peak was a slovenly monkey that had been exposed to the elements. I don't need to say who that monkey is. He's the Great Sage Qi Tian from the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago.

Sun Wukong was pressed down the mountain, he had always been bored and bored, but at this moment, two young Daoists suddenly appeared in the empty Five Fingers Mountain, he felt a lot more excited.

"That Taoist, who are you all? Why did you come to the Five Fingers Mountain? Quickly come and chat with me. It has been almost five hundred years. I, Old Sun, am going to die from anxiety." Sun Wukong only used his one hand to wave at Li Yun and Su Li, while shouting. Five hundred years ago, he had been alone under the Five Fingers Mountain. Every week, some heavenly soldiers would come down and feed him some copper liquid iron pills, but they would never say anything to him. One could imagine how excited they were when they saw Li Yun and Silvermoon.

Li Yun and Yin Yue slowly walked in. Looking at Sun Wukong's expression as he scratched his ears and cheeks, Li Yun and Yin Yue couldn't help but start laughing. Li Yun slowly said to Sun Wukong, "Haha, you monkey, look at you being so anxious."

"Hur hur." Sun Wukong scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed awkwardly.

Li Yun was in no hurry to do anything else. Waving his hand, a jar filled with fine food and wine appeared in front of Sun Wukong. On the other side of the blanket were two prayer mats. Lightly floating, Li Yun and Silvermoon sat cross-legged on the prayer mat.

"You have been pressed under the mountain for so many years, I'm afraid you have not eaten these things for a long time. Let's talk as we eat." Li Yun waved his hand, signalling the salivating Sun Wukong to move.

"Alright, alright, I, Old Sun, thank you." Sun Wukong only had one hand at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, so Sun Wukong first took a big gulp of the fine wine, put down the wine cup, randomly grabbed a peach and started chewing.

This time, Sun Wukong was not like the Sun Wukong in Journey to the West, who would throw away a peach with one bite. Sun Wukong earnestly ate all the peaches, leaving only one peach core.

After Sun Wukong had eaten his fill, Li Yun and Silvermoon started to talk to Sun Wukong about some interesting things about the Earth Immortal Realm.

Just like this, Li Yun and Silvermoon accompanied Sun Wukong for three months, talking with him everyday about eating wine and eating delicacies. These three months could be said to be the happiest three months for Sun Wukong. After getting along with each other for three months, Li Yun had used his underhanded means to make Monkey respect him the most, and he was already willing to be Li Yun's little brother.

During these three months, Li Yun also told Sun Wukong some of the things that happened with Journey to the West, paying particular attention to him not to wear that hat.

"Wu Kong, that Guan Yin is coming as well. As for me, I'm leaving too. Take care of yourself." Li Yun said.

"Boss, are you really leaving?" Sun Wukong said reluctantly.

"Wukong, don't be like this. It's not like we're gone. Oh, before my boss leaves, I'll help you out again." Li Yun said. Following that, a gust of clear air shot into Sun Wukong's body, forcing all of the copper liquid iron balls out, and also restored the spirit root that had been injured by Old Lord Taishang, allowing it to have the possibility of becoming a saint. Then, Sun Wukong's cultivation was raised to the peak of the quasi-Saint realm.

"Thank you boss, thank you boss." Sun Wukong said in surprise.

"Brother, no need to be so polite, Wu Kong. Let's go." Li Yun said.

"Goodbye, Boss. Goodbye, Brother Silvermoon." Sun Wukong said.