I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The black bear was startled and took a few steps back.

Wu Liuliu stared at the red light, noticing that there was no danger, but feeling warm and comfortable.

The ignorant Lingzhi told Hei Xiong that the red light seemed to be a treasure.

The black bear cleaned up the sundries and found that the glowing red stone was a rock, which was just right for him to hold in his arms. He roared cheerfully and went into the tree hole to sleep.

This winter is not too cold!

The black bear fell into a deep sleep, and instead of consuming the body fat, it gradually grew in size.

Winter goes to spring.

Roar--

A long howl came from the tree hole. After the black bear woke up, he found that the hole had become smaller.

The black bear stood up, its body was even higher than the ceiling of the cave, and with a little force on its arms, there was a rumbling sound, and the tree hole and even the centuries-old trunk were torn apart.

"My strength has grown?"

The black bear's eyes are blank, and his wisdom has grown from a child to a teenager. He looks down at the bear's paw as big as a millstone.

"What is me? Who am I? Where am I from..."

The messy questions gave the black bear a headache, and he simply didn't think about anything, sandwiched the red stone eggs in the creaking nest, and ran rumblingly to find food.

With a height of two or three floors, it is extremely conspicuous in the mountains, and soon alarmed the monkeys on the mountain.

creak creak...

The group of monkeys had never seen such a big monster before, they were so frightened that they screamed and didn't want to provoke it.

The black bear hadn't eaten all winter. Even if he wasn't hungry, he instinctively wanted to eat. He slapped a few monkeys to death with his bear paw, and stuffed them into his mouth to chew and swallow.

The blood pulsed slightly, the long-lost warmth reappeared, and the strength faintly increased.

Roar!

The black bear raised its head to the sky and screamed, and rushed towards the group of monkeys, wanting to feast on it.

creak creak...

When the monkeys saw the black bear devouring their own kind, they screamed angrily and threw the stones accumulated in the nest.

An ape is not as big as a black bear's head, but there are tens of thousands of apes on Monkey Mountain, and there are only a thousand of them gathered nearby, and densely packed stones will fall on the black bear.

Some of the apes of different species awakened their blood, or swallowed spiritual grass, and threw hundreds of catties of stones.

Aww...

The black bear cried bitterly in pain, turned around and ran with his head in his hands, bumped into the blocking tree directly,

The red stone eggs caught in the creaking nest rolled to the ground, attracting the attention of the monkeys. The flickering mystical red light shone on the body, giving a feeling of warmth, comfort, and dependence.

An ape jumped to the ground, holding a stone egg and observing it carefully.

The ape patriarch called a few times, and the ape reluctantly jumped over and obediently offered the stone egg.

Squeak!

Sensing the strangeness of the stone egg, the ape patriarch raised it above his head and announced that it was the treasure and totem enshrined by the group.

The group of monkeys cheered and surrounded the head of the mountain to the top of the mountain and put the stone eggs on a high place.

Since then.

Every day, the ape patriarch would bring his people to pay homage to the stone eggs and use the collected melons and fruits as sacrifices.

Since the beginning of worshiping the stone eggs, the size and strength of the apes have been increasing day by day. At first, they can leap three or four feet, then they can tear tigers and leopards, and then they can pull trees.

Monkey Mountain has completely become the domain of apes, and all tigers, leopards and wolves are eaten up.

As the body continued to grow, the food demand also increased day by day, and the monkey group began to expand to the surrounding mountains, occupying seven or eight hills before barely enough to eat.

The wisdom of the ape patriarch keeps growing, and after decades, he is no longer weaker than ordinary people.

He ordered the monkey group under his command to build a temple on the top of the monkey mountain, enshrined stone eggs in it, and selected the strongest clansmen to guard it.

The only thing that makes the apes worry and fear is that after the totem is illuminated, no matter how much they celebrate with the mother monkey, they cannot give birth to a baby monkey.

In order to continue the bloodline, the ape patriarch sent his monkey group to the distant mountains to steal the offspring of other monkey groups to raise them.

Spring goes and autumn comes, autumn goes and spring comes.

Year after year passed in a blink of an eye, and it has been more than a hundred years since Monkey Mountain obtained stone eggs.

today.

Monkeys sacrifice.

The patriarch was already very old, with white eyebrows and long beard three or four feet long, and wearing a Taoist robe that he didn't know where he came from. Standing in place, he looked like a grandfather who was two feet tall and muscular.

Squeak!

The so-called birds have bird language, and beasts have animal language. To human ears, these two calls are no different from other calls.

The ape who was guarding the temple heard the patriarch's order.

"Open the festival!"

The ape on duty immediately pushed open the four doors of the temple, leaving only four stone pillars and the roof, ensuring that the totem could shine in all directions and let all the tribes outside be bathed in divine light.

On the top of the mountain, there are dense numbers of monkeys kneeling in all directions, and there are roughly 40,000 to 50,000 monkeys.

There are old and young, big and small.

The same thing is that the pupils of the apes are red, and there is a pinch of red hair between the eyebrows.

The patriarch said: "Go to the sacrificial ceremony!"

First, the apes hugged exotic flowers and fruits, and tigers, leopards and wolves respectfully piled up around the stone eggs.

"Bath in God's favor!"

After the patriarch finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and the other apes did the same, all silent like old monks in meditation.

According to normal times, the sacrifice will end after bathing in the grace of the gods until the moon is in the sky.

Today there was an accident, the pebbles enshrined on the high platform suddenly buzzed and vibrated, and no longer radiated divine light.

creak creak...

There was a commotion among the monkeys, and the patriarch waved his hand to stop it. After walking over to check, he found that there were cracks on the surface of the stone eggs, like eggs about to hatch.

"Could it be that the totem of my family is about to be born?"

Before the patriarch could think about it, the stone egg cracked and a foot-long ape jumped out of it.

The ape swelled against the wind and turned into three or four feet long. Standing on the stone platform, it was just a head taller than the chief ape.

The patriarch came back to his senses and knelt on the ground with a puff: "See my God!"

Seeing this scene, the group of monkeys outside also felt that the apes were transformed from totems, imitating the patriarch's three kowtows and nine obeisances.

The apes are not weaker than humans in intelligence, but they never have any memory. Seeing the monkeys bowing down, they just find it very interesting and happily scratch their ears and cheeks.

"Get up, get up, who are you? Who am I?"

The ape patriarch quickly said: "You are the monkey god, the god we worship!"

"Monkey God?"

The ape scratched his ears and said, "This name is not good. If you don't call it Monkey King, I will be the king of monkeys from now on. You are all my subordinates!"

When the old monkey heard the words, he kowtowed again excitedly.

"Meet the Monkey King."

"Meet the Monkey King..."

Cheers shook the sky.

Since then, there have been 48,000 apes in Monkey Mountain, and they all respect the Monkey King.

The Monkey King led the apes under his command to traverse the nearby mountains, chasing tigers today and wolves tomorrow, so happy and unrestrained.

today.

Back mountain cliffs.

The Monkey King swung the vines around, playing as usual, never thought that one of the vines was bitten by a strange mouse, and it broke completely with a slight shake.

The strength was exhausted, and the other vines could not be caught on the left and right, and the monkey king screamed in fright.

The apes who were playing with the Monkey King all had their eyes tearing apart, and they let go and rushed over, and also fell off the cliff.

The cliff is tens of feet high, and when ordinary creatures fall down, their bodies are instantly smashed to pieces.

The apes were illuminated by the mysterious light, and all of them had copper skin and iron bones. When they fell to the ground, they only felt pain in their bones. They rolled over and stood up to look at the monkey king.

creak creak——

With a shrill scream, the Monkey King fell to the ground, his body was torn into several pieces, and all internal organs flowed out.

All the apes knelt before the corpse of the monkey king, weeping blood in their eyes, not knowing what to do.

When he was distraught, he saw the broken body of the monkey king slowly wriggling like a living thing, and it was spliced ​​together in a blink of an eye, and even the blood that spilled on the ground flowed back.

The Monkey King opened his closed eyes, blinked, jumped up, and looked at the complete body.

With his hands on his hips, he let out a smug laugh.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding apes knelt on the ground and kowtowed, feeling guilty for not taking good care of the monkey king, and felt that the monkey king was indeed the reincarnation of the totem.

After the Monkey King experienced this incident, he became interested in his own body.

Take a sharp stone knife, cut off the arms, legs and feet, and they will recover by themselves in a blink of an eye.

They also ordered five strong apes to pull the head, hands and feet, split them into six pieces with force, and let them run away with their hands, feet and head.

The ape ran tens of feet away, but saw that the head, hands and feet turned into mysterious red lights, which could not be touched or picked up, and merged into the only remaining body of the monkey king by itself, and then grew and recovered by itself.

"Fun! Fun!"

The Monkey King has long been tired of playing wolves, tigers and leopards, and only thinks this suicide game is very interesting.

So he mobilized the 48,000 apes under his command, and tried every means to kill the monkey king, whether it was flooded or burned, or struck by wind or thunder, no matter how dead he was, he could recover quickly.

Leaping a thousand feet and smashing it into a meat paste, smashing it into powder with a stone pestle, the speed of resurrection is not slow at all.

A few years passed.

The monkey king tried all the killing methods that the ape could think of, but none of them could really kill it.

To the east of the Monkey Mountain, there is a strange water pool thousands of miles away. Any living beings who enter it will freeze into ice cubes, and those who die cannot die again.

The Monkey King went in and it froze into ice, but he blinked his eyes and was still alive. With a little force, he floated the ice to the shore, and it took more than ten days for it to melt.

There is a volcano in the south of the mountain, billowing with black smoke all the year round, and erupting once every ten years or so.

The Monkey King jumped into the crater of the volcano and took a bath in the magma. His body was completely turned into fly ash, and the red light shone and returned to its original state.

After dying hundreds of times in a row, he just climbed out of the crater.

The Monkey King stood on the top of the mountain with his hands on his hips and said triumphantly.

"I am an immortal body, even if the sky falls and the earth collapses, it will be mediocre!"

The group of monkeys shouted repeatedly: "Your Majesty is mighty."

I have been playing suicide for more than ten years, and I have tried every conceivable method. It is very boring to repeat it again, so the Monkey King gradually puts down his desire to die, and resumes the game of chasing tigers and wolves all day long.

Happy and happy, time flies very fast.

In a blink of an eye.

Another hundred years passed.

today.

The Monkey King woke up from the temple, ate a few bananas, and thought that the fat tiger ran too fast yesterday, so he must be blocked today, and he would catch it and eat it for dinner at night.

"My lord, it's not good."

An ape crawled in and said, "The old patriarch is dying!"

The Monkey King said confusedly, "" "What's wrong?"

The ape explained: "The old clan's longevity is almost exhausted, and he is about to die!"

"die?"

The monkey king frowned, and before the ape could lead the way, he jumped to the lair where the old patriarch lived.

The whole monkey group lives in the nest, and only the monkey king is qualified to live in the temple. This is done to express the worship of the monkey king.

in the den.

Most of the hair on the old patriarch's body had fallen out, and he lay dying.

A dozen or so apes gathered around, fanning plantain fans, feeding dew drops, and holding melons and fruits to barbecue, all of them looked sad and hoped that the old patriarch would survive.

When the old patriarch saw the monkey king coming, he stood up and asked for obeisance.

The Monkey King asked, "Is there any way to cure it?"

The old patriarch said: "I was originally a wild monkey in the mountains, and I was bathed in the divine light of the king. I have lived for more than two hundred years, and I have no regrets!"

"I don't want you to die."

The monkey king had tears in his eyes. He still clearly remembered that the old patriarch was the first creature he saw after he was born. No matter what he wanted to do, the old patriarch would support him.

Later, he was taught by the old patriarch, who seemed to be a subordinate, but in fact he was like a teacher and a father.

The old patriarch said: "The reincarnation of birth and old age is determined by the sky. This is a fixed number, and the king does not need to force it."

The Monkey King asked: "Is there no way to prolong life in this world?"

"Of course there is."

The old patriarch said: "I stole a lot of books in the towns outside the mountains. Among them, there are books that record that there are methods of cultivating immortals and asking questions, and there is also the art of conferring gods with incense, all of which can prolong life!"

The Monkey King said, "I'm going to learn."

The old patriarch shook his head and said: "If I can learn it, how can I return disappointed, the fairy trail is hard to find, instead of trying to find it, it's better to be at ease in the mountains..."

His voice became smaller and smaller until he was completely out of breath.

The Monkey King looked at the corpse of the old patriarch, feeling a little frightened amidst grief, and for the first time feared death and parting.

At this time.

Many apes who received the news gathered here, among them were many apes who were contemporary with the old patriarch, all of them had long beards and eyebrows, and wailed mournfully.

The monkey king looked around the group of monkeys, knowing that in the days to come, there would be constant deaths of his tribe members.

"Since you respect me as a king and regard me as a god, you can't let you suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death. Tomorrow, the king will go down the mountain to seek immortality and ask, and find the way of immortality for you!"

"This king has an immortal body, even if he can go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, he will definitely find the fairy mountain!"

When the monkey king was speaking, he saw the old patriarch who had died at the end of his life, his body was glowing with mysterious light, shrinking continuously and finally turned into a stone monkey with the size of one foot.

The stone monkey is lifelike, just like the old patriarch when he was alive, and the red pupils are vivid.

If it wasn't for the cold stone, I would have thought it had come alive.

"This is?"

The monkey king showed doubts on his face, and walked around the stone monkey a few times, vaguely guessing in his heart.

"I flew out of the stone egg, could it be that the old patriarch will be like me?"

Thinking of this, the monkey king showed joy, brought the stone monkey to the temple, and ordered the group of monkeys to worship day and night, and the same is true for those who have fossils after death in the future.

the next day.

The monkey king got up early in the morning and said goodbye to the monkey group.

One of the old monkeys asked, "Where is your majesty going to find immortals?"

"Go to the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain to inquire first, get the legend of the immortal, and then go to verify the truth. Even if it takes a hundred years and a thousand years, you must worship under the immortal's door and learn the law of longevity!"

After the Monkey King finished speaking, he found a high place and jumped off, smashed into pieces and recovered in an instant.

Go west all the way, eat wild fruits when hungry, drink stream water when thirsty.

When encountering ferocious beasts such as jackals, tigers and leopards, the Monkey King is not afraid even without the ape guards around him.

months later.

The Monkey King looked at the town from afar, scratched his ears and cheeks happily, stepped up to the gate of the city, and bowed his hands to the soldiers on duty.

"Brother, do you know where there are immortals?"