That's...Sun Fan's eyes froze.

Only then did I find that in the golden light, a golden cicada was lying obediently on the palm of the old monkey, emitting a faint golden light.

The old monkey looked at the cicada in a daze, shaking its palms from time to time, and it was stimulated to fly into the air, but it seemed to be very nostalgic to the old monkey's breath, hovered around and stopped in the palm.

This goes on and on.

The normal and monotonous movements seem to be full of special charm.

Sun Fan couldn't help but remember the story of the old monkey's mouth that happened in Huaguo Mountain. A curious and naughty golden monkey caught cicadas and watched it every day, and gradually learned how to change the art of golden cicadas.

That flower and fruit mountain is not this "flow and fruit mountain".

And it is difficult to tell whether the golden monkey in the story is Sun Wukong.

"Is it...it is learning the golden monkey and observing the changes of the golden cicada?" Sun Fan's heart moved and he had some preliminary guesses.

So he silently looked at the old monkey and fiddled with the golden cicada.

He didn't even feel bored when he saw the simple and repetitive movements. Even the qi and blood that could not be calmed down after the battle also calmed down.

The old monkey's actions seemed to contain some kind of Taoist rhyme.

"The golden cicada...change..." Sun Fan's heart seemed to be enlightened but not enlightened, like a furry dandelion, constantly scratching his heart.

It's itchy, and it's very comfortable.

Suddenly, a feeling of sleepiness came, and the fatigue after the battle could no longer be supported. He sat cross-legged in front of the old monkey.

After using the Spirit Monkey Skill, he fell into a very deep state of concentration in a moment.

...

The same moment.

Black Wind Mountain, Guanyin Zen Temple.

The teacher Daolang walked towards the depths of the Zen temple step by step.

It was born with a wolf-like appearance, covered in gray hair, holding a magic weapon, Fire Cloud Knife and Sword "Red Tide", wrapped in an orange-green monk's robe, walking on the quiet path, with light and careful movements.

It seems that I am afraid that someone here will startle.

finally.

The backyard is close.

As I stepped into the door, the red fire burned on my face, bloody and cold, without any enthusiasm, but instead had a bone-bending cold.

A deep fear flashed in the eyes of the teacher Daolang.

His eyes raised.

On the huge copper furnace, a huge hideous dragon bone skull was floating in the blood-colored cold fire.

A trace of blood-colored spiritual aggregate penetrated into the dragon bone, and it seemed as if it heard a shocking roar in its heart.

However, the ears were as quiet as the abyss, and I couldn't even hear the burning sound of the flames.

The shocking dragon roar is like an illusion.

"You are here..." A low voice came from the copper furnace.

The teacher of Daolang looked up quickly, looked at the huge shadow behind the copper furnace, and lowered the wolf's head in awe.

The owner of this voice, who called himself "Lingxu True Man", is the supreme overlord of Heifeng Mountain today. His body is obviously as huge as a mountain, but it always has no sense of existence.

Every time I come here, the strange dragon bone skull that first attracts its attention.

It's so weird!

"How have the demons in the mountains been dealt with?" The low voice was very dull, and there was no trace of emotional ups and downs.

It is hard to believe that the command to slaughter thousands of lives comes from this voice.

"There are 17 demon birds in the south, north of the mountain, and the yin of Shanyin, and more than 500 demon sons and grandchildren, all of whom were killed under my sword."

"The remaining wolve soldiers were divided into thirty-two routes, suppressing all directions of the ground with the power of Bagua, killing monsters of foxes, tigers, leopards, cows, monkeys, and sheep, and counting more than 19,000 tribes."

The teacher Daolang respectfully reported the results of the battle.

It can be said that after this battle, all the demons in Heifeng Mountain were injured and killed.

"very good……"

The huge shadow nodded as if he was satisfied.

Neither of them mentioned the losses of the wolf demon. It seems that in their eyes, ordinary wolf demons are not worthy of casualties, but the more the better.

"Just..." The coach Daolang hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and continued: "Those group of foreign monkeys ran away."

It lowered its head deeply, making it impossible for people to see the expression on their faces clearly.

silence.

In the backyard of Guanyin Zen Temple, with the words of the teacher Daolang, he fell into a long silence for a moment.

finally--

The Lingxu True Man behind the huge shadow spoke slowly.

"Those monkeys from Huaguo Mountain... are indeed not simple."

It raised its head and looked up at the sky.

"Let them go... let them go. In the future, a monkey who holds revenge will come back and ask us to settle the matter..."

"Yes." The teacher Daolang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"But, isn't that monkey... dead?" it asked again.

"die?"

True Man Lingxu smiled silently, "Ha, do you believe it?"

"But..." Teacher Daolang moved his mouth and quietly glanced at the skull on the copper furnace, but he didn't dare to refute it. The facts were clearly in front of him.

"Go and continue to clear away the remaining demons of Black Wind Mountain. Bring them all back to me."

True Man Lingxu waved his hand, and his tone suddenly became cold and solemn.

Then he turned his head and focused on the dragon head on the copper furnace.

The pale dragon bones, tempered by the blood-colored cold fire, seemed to shrink little by little by little.

"yes."

The teacher Daolang saluted respectfully and stepped back.

For some reason, it did not mention the golden monkey that blocked its shocking sword.

Maybe it’s not worth mentioning that a little monkey is, maybe... I want to deal with it myself.

The yard was silent for a long time.

Suddenly a low laugh came from a sound of "Die? That's a monkey that is hard to suppress even heaven and earth...Die? Even if it's dead...sooner or later, it will crawl back from the Nine Nethers of Hell."

Under the flames, there are a pair of extremely terrifying eyes.

"But, so what? Hahahaha..." A morbid laughter rang out.

——

Sun Fan had a very strange dream.

In the dream, he turned into a golden cicada, flying among the jungle and grass without worries. The world is so vast and so clear in its eyes at this moment.

until--

‘Click’, a slight sound.

Sun Fan subconsciously trembled and opened his eyes.

I saw the old monkey sitting in front of him, his mouth opening and closing, creaking, and a thin piece of cicada wings remained on the corner of his mouth.

Sun Fan: “…?”

He was a little stunned.

And the old monkey also stared at him. Suddenly, it thrust its lips, as if saying: Is there any more? I still want to eat...

That silly look was a little cute.

Sun Fan understood its meaning and was even more stunned.

So... you came to catch cicadas before, just because you were hungry?

It turns out that it's because - hungry!?

Then, where is my golden cicada's transformation technique?

After you eat the golden cicada, who else can I ask to learn the technique of changing the golden cicada?

Just when Sun Fan was deeply hit, something magical happened. The passage leading to the entrance of the cave suddenly flashed with golden light.
To be continued...