Chapter 136: The Story King’s Way of Survival

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One night and half a day later, how is Yang Zhen doing now?

Xiaolang Mountain, Valley, Monster Monkey Cave

"... But it was said that Monkey Sun, not only was not melted by Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace, but instead developed a pair of blazing eyes..."

"He picked up the wish-fulfilling stick and pointed east and west all the way to the Lingxiao Palace, shouting loudly, 'Emperors take turns, come to my house next year! Old Jade Emperor, please move out quickly and give me the Heavenly Palace! How about you?" , show you how awesome you are!'"

"Okay! Well said!" Upon hearing this, a purple-faced demon monkey over two feet tall danced excitedly and cheered repeatedly.

"What happened next?" the demon monkey asked impatiently.

Yang Zhen brought half a glass of spiritual wine and drank it in one gulp. This wine was naturally taken from the bluestone space, and he used it to entertain the monster monkey.

"Thirty-six thunder generals and twenty-eight constellations rushed to protect them, but they were all beaten to death by the Monkey King. The Jade Emperor even hid under the throne, motionless in shock, and kept shouting, 'Go quickly. Invite Tathagata Buddha from the West!'..."

"Haha!" The demon monkey looked up to the sky and laughed, and the stone room buzzed with laughter. The stalactites above the head seemed unable to withstand the vibration and were teetering.

"I never expected that our monster monkey clan would have such a heroic figure, so happy, so happy!"

As he was talking and laughing, tears actually came out and slid down his ugly and fierce face.

"What happened next?" The demon monkey sighed for a long time and continued to urge.

"Take a rest for a while." Yang Zhen couldn't stand his temper. This is also what I said before, take a break after each lecture.

The demon monkey scratched its ears and cheeks, but did not dare to use force. Their demon monkey clan has a great figure like Sun Wukong, so naturally he cannot embarrass his ancestors, at least he must keep his word.

However, a roll of Tongling's big eyes reminded him of the old method.

He took three and two steps to the forbidden air formation and took out a jade box from it.

"Ten purple cloud flower seeds, let's talk for another half an hour!"

"Deal!" Yang Zhen was overjoyed.

From last night to now, he told several stories in succession, and finally found that the Monkey King liked to listen to it the most. Not only is the story interesting with twists and turns, it also arouses the monkey's pride in his own species.

Then one person and one monkey agreed on the conditions, taking a break every half hour. If there was a delay, extra money would be required.

Well, if you don’t have money, spiritual planting seeds can also be used.

Monkey immediately sat down with joy and continued to listen to Yang Zhen telling the legendary story of Sun Monkey.

Another hour passed during this lecture.

"Would you like to go see those injured little monkeys on the mountain?" Yang Zhen suggested.

Although the seeds were very profitable, especially the purple cloud flower and the purple-faced monkey flower, which are rare things that are strictly prohibited from being sold by the outside world and had no money and no place to buy them, he was too tired after talking for six or seven hours and asked Go out and get some air.

The demon monkey nodded. Almost a day and a night had passed, and he was also worried about his children.

Coming out of the cave, Yang Zhen jumped up and sat on the demon monkey's neck. Then the monkey spread its two thick legs and rushed up like a whirlwind.



Halfway up the mountain, the remaining twenty qi-training monks were divided into several small groups, each standing or sitting in silence.

On the opposite hillside, the recovered monster monkeys poked their heads out from time to time, bared their teeth at them, and some even threw stones as big as fists. These disciples just ducked sideways and did not fight back.

The atmosphere was very dull.

Last night, Yin Nanxing worked hard to reach the mountainside and healed the injuries of all the demon monkeys one by one. Then, under Mu Tianlu's persuasion, he returned to the dense forest to treat the injured disciples.

Mu Tianlu said this at that time:

"Senior Brother Yin, although the demon monkey collected everyone's teleportation tokens when they came down the mountain in the afternoon, no one can tell what happened next. If these junior brothers and sisters can go out, you can cure their injuries. Then Zong If you ask about the secret realm, you will get a lot of help."

Yin Nanxing suddenly realized. He knew what the other party meant. He insisted on Yan Hongzhu's request to enter the secret realm. The insiders were these sect disciples, and he had to find a way to silence them.

However, after saving the same sect, the remaining Dai and Wang families naturally had to be saved as well. By midnight, except for two people who were seriously injured and could only stabilize their injuries for the time being, everyone else had basically recovered as before. Then they supported each other and returned to the mountainside again.

The last one is the demon monkey’s request.

At this time, most of the day has passed, and everyone no longer has extravagant hopes for the contribution of this secret realm. They are just worried about whether the teleportation token can be returned to their hands before the secret realm is closed.

"How about, let's go hunt down some casual cultivators!" Someone suggested, which immediately won the agreement of several people.

"That's right! If it weren't for the greed of those casual cultivators, how could we have suffered this misfortune." This was the unanimous understanding everyone had after last night.

"Then we have to be allowed by Senior Zihou to leave Xiaolang Mountain!" Someone poured a basin of cold water on us.

Although they hated and feared the monster monkey in their hearts, these people did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.

The crowd immediately fell silent, saying that it would be useless if they were not allowed to leave Xiaolang Mountain.

Some people also turn their heads and look at the mountains opposite from time to time. Those purple cloud flowers are almost within easy reach. This is a contribution of tens of thousands!

However, no one dares to act rashly, and even those who are daring will be blocked by others.

At this moment, Mu Tianlu, who was sitting on a high cliff in the distance and meditating, suddenly jumped down with a nervous look on his face:

"Senior Zihou is here!"

All the monks immediately stood up. Even the two seriously injured ones were helped up by others, and they all looked at the way they came with solemn expressions.

Just a moment later, their eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on their faces.

There is actually a person sitting on the neck of the demon monkey!

Who is so capable that even a third-level demon monkey is willing to be his mount?

Why does that person look so familiar? Isn’t that——?

"Yang Zhen!" Several people blurted out.

More people were speechless, not knowing what to say.

Some of them were secretly happy. If Yang Zhen was so capable, could she convince the demon monkey to return the teleportation token to them?

The demon monkey turned a blind eye to everyone and jumped over, heading straight for the Monkey Mountain ahead.

Yang Zhen, on the other hand, looked around on the demon monkey's neck and smiled friendly when she saw Mu Tianlu.

There were sudden noises on the monkey mountain, but all the little purple-faced monkeys ran out, jumping around the monster monkey, singing and dancing. Yang Zhen took out various delicacies such as spiritual fruits, cooked food, fine wine, spiritual honey, etc. from the storage bag for them to enjoy.

Monkey Mountain suddenly became a sea of ​​joy.

After a long time, the demon monkey left Monkey Mountain and walked slowly in front of these people. The smile on his ugly face gradually disappeared and he looked at everyone with a gloomy expression.