Chapter 483 Wukong goes down the mountain, A Chinese Odyssey

Moonlight treasure box, moonlight treasure box. Qin Hui was stunned for a while when he heard the name, and then looked at Sun Wukong seriously.

Sun Wukong was so scared that he shrank his neck at a glance by Qin Hui's profound eyes and said restlessly, "Master, what are you doing looking at me like this? Is my name not in the heart of the master?

"No, very good, very good!" Qin Hui stretched out his hand and touched Sun Wukong's head, and Sun Wukong was relieved.

"This is the moonlight treasure box. So that's how the moonlight treasure box came from!" Qin Hui looked at the jade card in her hand with complexity and stretched out her hand to grasp it with a sigh.

There is a spiritual tree on the abbot's mountain, which is more than ten thousand years old. Qin Hui took the heart of the spiritual tree as the carrier and refined the three real fires of the golden fairy, and trained the jade card into a rectangular wooden box that can be opened and closed.

Qin Hui engraved Sanskrit with her fingers on the front of the wooden box, which is for 'Praya Paramita', and Qin Hui sighed behind the wooden box and engraved the four words 'Moonlight Treasure Box'.

"Master, what's the effect of this baby?" Looking at the moonlight treasure box refined by Qin Hui, Sun Wukong said with doubts.

"Reverse the time and change the past!" Qin Hui sighed again, and the auspicious cloud disappeared in front of Sun Wukong.

"Master, where are you going?"

The call of the Monkey King came to Qin Hui's ears, but Qin Hui did not stay.

Now Qin Hui has confirmed that this is the world of Journey to the West, and Qin Hui has formed a great cause and effect with Sun Wukong at this time, and now she has a moonlight treasure box, so all this makes Qin Hui feel trance.

He didn't know how the Monkey King was in the movie Journey to the West, but now it seems that there is an invisible hand of fate that ties himself tightly with the Monkey King. And in order to pay off this cause and effect, he must also follow the plot.

Qin Hui's figure appeared outside the Huaguo Shanshui Curtain Cave in a blink of an eye. At this time, the monkeys had not found it, so Qin Hui did not hide his figure and appeared directly in the Water Curtain Cave.

The stream in the water curtain hole keeps dripping to the ground. Except for a hidden stone door at the entrance, there is nothing in the wide hall of the water curtain cave.

"Strange! Isn't there a secret room in the water curtain hole in the movie? Why is it gone now!"

Qin Hui looked around a few times in the water curtain hole, but the original secret room could not be found, which surprised Qin Hui.

"Forget it, can't you do it if you can't find it!"

Qin Hui glanced through the water curtain cave, and then reached out and grabbed it in the corner of the cave, and immediately sank into the four sides of the mountain. It looks like a secret room.

"Come on!" After Qin Hui made the secret room, she put her hand on one finger, and immediately a stone door fell down, blocking the hole of the secret room made by Qin Hui.

"Sun Wukong, Sun Wukong! I'm not your master! I treat you better than your father!"

After doing all this, Qin Hui shook her head and smiled bitterly again, and bounced the moonlight treasure box into the earth in the secret room with a shot in her hand.

After doing all this, Qin Hui didn't say anything. Anyway, with his golden immortal cultivation, the Buddha couldn't count where he was, so Qin Hui looked around for a week and returned to his own square inch mountain.

After returning to Fangcun Mountain, Qin Hui supervised Sun Wukong's practice all day long, and sometimes she would do two tricks with Sun Wukong to point out that he is still a great saint now.

In the first year, Sun Wukong's cultivation was still relatively shallow, and he would be defeated if he couldn't get a few moves in Qin Hui's hands.

In the tenth year, Sun Wukong reached S-level from the original A-level, and was proficient in 18 weapons, especially for sticks. In terms of moves alone, even Qin Hui has to be secretly shocked and can only secretly win by cultivation.

Time passed slowly, 30 years later, outside the square inch mountain...

"Brother, have you learned the art of change taught by your master?"

In the woods outside the mountain gate, several young men and women in white Taoist robes are sitting together, and there is a sleeping monkey lying on a big tree not far away.

"I haven't learned it. The art of change is too difficult. I always feel that I'm still one step away!" The eldest brother in the crowd shook his head regretfully with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"Yes, this spell is really difficult to learn! By the way, have you learned the Monkey King? A female disciple suddenly remembered the Monkey King and couldn't help coming under the tree and dragging the Monkey King's tail.

"Second sister, stop it!" Sun Wukong shook his tail lazily, turned over and fell asleep.

"Second sister, don't look at him. The eldest brother hasn't learned it for decades. How can this monkey change! I think this monkey is just getting started early, otherwise maybe who is the third!"

Some disciples in the crowd complained about Sun Wukong's wrong. You should know that except for the two gatekeepers who first saw by Sun Wukong in Fangcun Mountain, everyone else was later. Therefore, Sun Wukong ranked third as soon as he entered the door, but Sun Wukong, who had always looked lazy, was a nail in the eyes of all the brothers.

Sun Wukong did not answer when he heard the sound, but lay on the water and continued to dream of spring and autumn. After seeing that Sun Wukong did not resist, the rest of the people were in trouble one after another.

"How can a monkey become an immortal? Look at his lazy appearance. Sooner or later, he will be driven away by the master!"

"That's why a monkey is a monkey, a monster with monkey hair and a tail behind its buttocks!"

"What a shame for the master. He is simply a disgrace to us!"

Everyone mocked Sun Wukong, and the audience's words became more and more unpleasant, and Sun Wukong slowly clenched his fist.

"Go down the mountain and go back to be your monkey king!"

"Get out, get out. A monkey also wants to live forever. Haha, it's ridiculous!"

"Enough!"

Sun Wukong roared and jumped up from the tree branch. When it fell to the ground, there was no such thing as Sun Wukong, and it was replaced by a gorgeous tiger.

The tiger roared up to the crowd, and after seeing the tiger transformed by the Monkey King, everyone laughed and laughed loudly.

"You are not convinced! You can still become a tiger. I think you will become a monkey!"

"No, no, he is a monkey. Does he still need to change!"

"Roar!" Sun Wukong roared at the listener's words, and he grabbed a disciple under the tiger's claws.

"What are you going to do? Let go of me!"

The disciple who was caught by Sun Wukong's face changed greatly, and he kicked and beat the tiger. But the tiger turned into a huge size, and the tiger didn't even sneeze under such fists and feet.

"What did you just say? Say it again!" The tiger spit out words, which is still the tone of the Monkey King.

"You, you, you are a monkey. You don't deserve to cultivate immortals. Sun Wukong is a human name, and you are a monkey grandson!"

This disciple was not scared by the tiger transformed by Sun Wukong, but shouted that Sun Wukong was a monkey.

"I'm Sun Wukong, and my master gave me this name! How dare you look down on me? I'm going to kill you!"

Sun Wukong only felt that his blood surged into his heart. After a tiger roar, he opened his mouth and bit the disciple.

" Stop it!"

Just when this disciple was dying, Qin Hui suddenly appeared on the cloud and waved his hand to separate the two by the gap in strength.

"The same family, Sun Wukong, what do you want to do!" Qin Hui looked cold and questioned Sun Wukong.

"Master, master! They looked down on me. They said I was just a monkey and didn't deserve to become an immortal!"

As soon as he saw Qin Hui, Sun Wukong had tears in his eyes. After getting along with him for many years, Sun Wukong had an instinctive emotion for Qin Hui. After seeing the Bodhi ancestor incarnated by Qin Hui, Sun Wukong was like a child who went home to find his mother after being bullied.

Looking at Sun Wukong's pitiful eyes, Qin Hui did not touch him at all, but shook his big sleeve and bowed his head and said, "If you don't agree, you have to kill your fellow brothers, Sun Wukong, you are too good enough to teach you. Go away!"

"Master!" Sun Wukong's eyes widened and looked unbelievable. At this time, he was not the great saint, but a monkey who had learned some skills.

"Let's go. There is no feast that never ends. You have seen it. I have nothing to give you!"

Qin Hui still shook his head and said nothing, while Sun Wukong knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, but Qin Hui did not look at it.

"Master, please. Don't drive me away. Sun Wukong is willing to be a master all his life. I won't learn anything!" Sun Wukong even kowtowed and didn't want to leave.

Qin Hui was unmoved and said resolutely, "Wuk, you belong to this world, not this small square inch mountain. Let's go, your monkeys need you, and this world needs you. When you understand the true meaning of long life, we will meet each other!"

"Master!" Sun Wukong raised his head and looked at Qin Huiman with reluctance.

"Go ahead, chicks always spread their wings and fly high"! Qin Hui smiled more and waved his hand.

"Master, take care, brothers. Sun Wukong is gone!"

Sun Wukong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Qin Hui reluctantly for the last time, and then flew out.

"One flower blooms, one flower defeats, fate rises, fate disappears!"

After Sun Wukong left, Qin Hui sighed and slowly stretched out his palm.

"Wuff!"

With Qin Hui's outstretched palm, those brothers who were classmates with Sun Wukong all flew up and turned into a handful of soybeans in Qin Hui's hand.

At the same time, the original houses and temples also disappeared one after another, and the three characters of Fangcun Mountain slowly disappeared in the mountain.

Everything is like a dream.