Journey to the West: From the Primordial Era

West, Leiyin Temple.

On Mount Xumi of the Western Religion, Jie Yin Taoist and Zhunti Taoist looked at each other. Seeing the rapid development of the Eastern Xuan Tribe, they sighed and said, "Back then, we two brothers made great aspirations and founded the Western Religion together to become saints. But the teacher is biased. We are in such a barren land in the West. After so many years, has the Western Religion developed at all?"

Zhunti Taoist's face darkened: "Brother, this is not our fault. It is true that even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Our Western world is really too poor. Any remote mountain in the Eastern region is considered a treasure land in our Western world. The gap is too big."

"We have both made a great wish. This is the basis for our enlightenment and the foundation of our religion. We cannot continue to develop slowly like this."

Taoist Jie Yin closed his eyes, the distress on his face becoming more and more obvious: "I thought that the Three Pure Ones' separation due to the dispute over doctrines would give us some opportunities for development. But I didn't expect that Taoist Laozi and Taoist Nuwa would start to make plans in secret. We in the Western Church can't wait any longer."

A trace of cruelty flashed across the face of Zhunti Taoist: "We in the Western religion have great wisdom, great freedom, great joy, and great supernatural powers. Outsiders do not understand and do not know the mysteries, but they want us to save them from the sea of ​​suffering and bring them to our Pure Land!"

"This is a very good saying!" The Taoist Jie Yin really opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If the world is not suffering, they cannot understand the teachings of my Western religion. The witch tribe and the demon tribe are gone, and now the human race is not in chaos, how can the world escape from the sea of ​​suffering? For the sake of the world, what can't you and I give?"

Zhunti Taoist's body shook slightly, and after a long while he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Brother, is this really necessary?"

The Taoist Jie Yin had a sad face, but his eyes were firm: "The evil corpses you and I killed are still unknown to the public, and their true faces have not been revealed to the public. This is a good opportunity to let people know about suffering, taste suffering, and understand suffering, and then enter my Western teachings to achieve transcendence."

"good!"

The two saints stopped talking, closed their eyes, and sat upright on the lotus platform without moving, as if the words they had just spoken had never happened.

Without anyone noticing, a Taoist who looked sad and miserable but with an evil look in his eyes came out of Mount Xumi and walked towards the eastern land step by step without using any magic power, but no one knew where his destination was.

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East, Xuan tribe.

When Xuankong felt that he could not break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level through seclusion, he had to go out and preach in other places. Only by preaching could he gain luck.

One hundred years after preaching.

Just as he was about to return to the tribe, he hadn't walked far when a faint fragrance came from a dense forest in the distance, instantly making Xuankong fly towards that place as if he was fascinated.

"No, there's something wrong!"

If Xuan Kong had not had the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal, he would have been completely intoxicated. After coming to his senses, he immediately circulated his magic power throughout his body to sober up. He pulled up the cloud and looked at the dense forest on the top of the mountain in doubt and amazement.

There was no demonic light or precious aura, nor any bloody murderous aura. During the moment when Xuankong hesitated, the fragrance became more obvious, and the sweet and fragrant smell seemed to be even stronger.

Could it be that some rare treasure has matured?

Thinking of this, Xuankong felt a little excited, but he was also cautious about the danger. He simply pressed down the cloud and moved over carefully. At the same time, he used all his magic power to protect himself. If anything went wrong, it would be best to run away.

After crossing the hill, Xuankong finally discovered the source of the strange smell. He saw a towering ancient tree standing in the forest. There was a tree hole as high as a person in the tree trunk which was more than ten feet wide. The fragrance came from the tree hole, and there was also a faint colorful light coming out of the tree hole.

There is a vine wrapped around this ancient tree, and its lush green branches and leaves are particularly beautiful.

A small yellow-green gourd was vaguely hanging between the branches, looking listless, as if it was malnourished. Some vines had stretched into the tree hole, sucking something.

Xuan Kong was somewhat amazed, and saw something extraordinary about it. He carefully looked around to see if there were any signs of traps. He walked over and found that there was a layer of amber spiritual liquid in the tree hole. It was slightly yellow but very clear, and it made people like it at first sight.

He carefully stretched out his hand and used his magic power to scoop up a handful of spiritual liquid. After the spiritual liquid with a slight stickiness left the water, a charming wine aroma completely diffused, as if it contained the essence of countless spiritual fruits. The pores on Xuankong's body opened one by one, greedily absorbing the aroma.

Sent!

Xuankong was delighted at first, thinking he had found a treasure this time when he went out. Then, an inexplicable thought popped up in his mind: Could this be the legendary Monkey Bar?

The prehistoric version of monkey wine?

No matter what it is called, the wine today is called Xuan!

With these spiritual wines, he can finally continue to develop the elite of the human race, and help his sons break through in strength. Then he can let them go to heaven to become immortals. Even if they go to heaven now, they will not be restricted by the List of Gods.

Thinking of this, Xuan Kong was about to use his magic power to take away the monkey wine in this cave, when suddenly a discordant shout came from behind: "Where did you come from, thief? Why don't you leave the treasure for me!"

He turned around and looked at the person. He found that the person was not a human, but a white-haired monkey. The hair was shiny and the body was very sturdy. The muscles were full of explosive power, and there was a hint of cunning in the eyes. He felt the breath and it was probably a great demon in the Golden Immortal Realm.

Oh no, could it be that the real boss has shown up?

Xuan Kong had a preconceived notion that the spiritual liquid in this cave was the legendary monkey wine, but then a monkey suddenly jumped out, which made him feel a little unsure.

The monkey sniffed the air greedily with its nostrils, and looked at the tree hole with a fiery look. He rolled his eyes and said angrily, "The treasure in this cave was discovered by our monkey tribe. You humans, leave quickly, or I, Yuan Poshan, will make you pay."

Find?

After carefully observing Yuan Poshan's expression, Xuankong had an idea in his mind. It turned out that he had suddenly appeared out of nowhere to pick up peaches.

If Yuan Poshan said that this monkey wine was brewed by his monkey clan, he would have to retreat. Xuankong was really embarrassed to rob others without any grudges.

Discovered? The treasure belongs to the virtuous! It seems that this Yuan Po Shan is the demon king of the demon clan in the Lianshan Mountains.

Xuan Kong was alert in his heart, and he bowed: "My fellow Taoist, I was the first one to discover this spiritual wine, how can you just leave like that?"

Yuan Poshan bared his teeth, very anxious: "We, the ape tribe, have discovered this tree hole a long time ago, but we just happened to leave for a while today, so you humans took advantage of it."

Damn, this monkey is so shameless. Don't you feel guilty when you say this? Do you believe it yourself?

Seeing that Xuan Kong was unwilling to give in, Yuan Poshan took out a wooden stick from his back and shouted, "If you, a human, don't back off, I won't be polite!"

With a clang, Xuan Kong drew out the Xuan Huang Soul-Slaying Sword, smiled coldly, and prepared to compete with Yuan Po Shan to see who was more virtuous.

"hehe"

Xuan Kong sneered with disdain on his face, and pulled out the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword with a clang.

The murderous aura emanating from the Xuantian Zhanling Sword with precious light made Yuan Poshan stunned. Then he looked at the big wooden stick in his hand. If you compare people with them, you will die. If you compare goods with them, you will throw them away!

"Daoyou, why bother fighting and killing?"

Yuan Poshan smiled awkwardly and put the stick back behind his back: "Let's talk it over nicely, let's talk it over nicely!"

Yuan Poshan had a fawning smile on his face, and there was no trace of his previous arrogance left.

It was because Yuan Poshan was a vegetarian and had never persecuted the human race in the Lianshan Mountains that Xuankong was willing to say a few more words. Otherwise, he would have killed him with a sword and eliminated the demon.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Yuan, did you discover this spiritual wine?"

Xuan Kong stroked the spiritual sword that Xuan Du had given him. While trimming his nails with the sword, he glanced at Yuan Poshan, which made Yuan Poshan smile bitterly and say that he dared not.

It turns out that Yuan Poshan is a wild demon tribe, but he has no background. Relying on the inheritance in his mind, he practiced for countless years to reach the Golden Immortal realm. Let alone any spiritual treasures, he doesn't even have a handy weapon. He still found a hard spiritual wood in the mountains and made a stick to have a weapon.

Not only do they have to fight less, they also don't have any weapons. The sword in the hands of this human race is not an ordinary thing, maybe it is a spiritual treasure. How can they fight? Follow your heart, the most important thing is to follow your heart.

Only those monsters with weapons and armor like other monsters can be considered powerful monsters, which are incomparable to Yuan Poshan.

Xuankong looked at him, humming a little tune while collecting all the monkey wine in the tree hole. When he was about to leave, he saw Yuan Poshan scratching his ears and cheeks, jumping up and down, drooling, and looking at Xuankong pitifully, like a husky begging for food.

Somehow, Xuankong suddenly remembered a monkey that was well-known in later generations and that people both loved and hated. He couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. He sighed and said, "Don't jump. I'll just give you some."

"Really?! Daoist friend, you are such a good person!"

Yuan Poshan's eyes lit up, and he even flattered him: "I, Yuan Poshan, have made a promise to be your friend. Fighting and killing is not good."

After giving the monkey about one-fifth of the wine, Xuan Kong patted Yuan Poshan, and the touch was surprisingly good: "Friend Yuan, you will follow me in the future. With my potential, I will definitely break through to Taiyi Jinxian. Your level of Jinxian is not good enough in the prehistoric world. Gather some monsters nearby and become a hidden chess piece of mine."

Yuan Poshan naturally agreed and left with the spirit wine in his hand, smiling happily. Xuankong couldn't help but smile when he saw the monkey leaving. He was also about to take the spirit wine back to the Xuankong tribe, when suddenly a weak message came from the side.

Poor, weak, and helpless.

"Strange, strange, did I encounter treasures one after another today?"

Xuan Kong marveled at it and gently stroked his hand on a gourd leaf, carefully feeling the information coming from the gourd vine. The first thing was a feeling of hunger. The gourd vine was constantly conveying the feeling of hunger.

But the following information made Xuankong dumbfounded. The roots of this gourd vine were so big!

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